58 Li Zhang (1/2)

White Roses slowly moved closer to one of the men. He bent down and whispered something in his ear. The man on the ground widened his eyes as the words the youth spoke.

White Roses waited a couple of seconds before picking up the man with only one hand from his head. He threw him into a chair and position himself into the wall.

Next White Roses walked over to each person and did the same thing. Finally, there were six chairs stuck in the wall with six people looking dazed at him.

White Roses had a huge smile on his face as he waved the daggers around. He was pacing back and forth while he had one of his daggers on his chin.

He was thinking hard on what he was going to do with the six people that remained. Suddenly, White Roses stopped and looked around the room. He was trying to find something that would be fun to play with.

Looking around, White Roses was able to find a small pitchfork like item. He picked it up and went to the person in the first seat. He smiled and moved it closer to the man.

The man tried to defend himself but was far too weak from the attacked early to do anything. Meaning he just let the pitchfork pierce is skin. Even though he gave up on defending himself, didn't mean he wasn't going to feel pain.

Once the pitchfork pierced his skin he screamed in pain. White Roses had small splashes of blood hit his face as he moved the pitchfork in the man's chest inch by inch.

Each inch the man screamed louder and louder when the pitchfork made it out the other side. The man was barely alive, but White Roses still poked around his body.

Inside the man's body, almost all of his ribs were broken. His spine was poking out his back. White Roses was still active, he was stabbing the pitchfork in and out of the man's dead body.

From Zhuang Bao's perspective, he knew that he was dead. White Roses was a pure psychopath and cold-blooded killer. The men around Zhuang Bao also thought to themselves that they were going to die to someone that was very insane.

By the time White Roses was finished with the pitchfork, the man had no blood left. The man that he just killed was multiple stab wounds all around his body. Bones were sticking out of every part of his body.

There was an awful smell of blood that filled everyone's noses. The main reason for this is while White Roses was killing the man. He hung him in the air with the pitchfork which drained the man's blood.

It took around thirty minutes for White Roses to finish messing with the first guy. He threw down the pitchfork and walked around the room again.

While he walked he left bloodstained shoe prints behind him. The second man in line was getting hancy. He was trying to move in his chair and try to leave the room.

Though, the more he tried the tighter he was pushed into the wall. Once the others saw what the man was trying to do they had hope. But once they saw what happened when the man tried to escape they thought it was best to give up.

White Roses came back with a burlap bag with him. He went over to the table and pulled up a chair and sat down in front of the five remaining people.

”Well… The first guy was just my warmup. Now that you are all awake let's talk. First, what is this place?”

This shocked the whole group of people. The first person was just the warm-up? White Roses completely killed the man, he even overkilled the man and that was his warm up.

A sick feeling entered Zhuang Bao stomach as White Rose spoke. When no one spoke, White Roses launched out loud and got off his chair.

He walked over to the man in the second chair and looked at him for a couple of seconds. Once he was finished looking at the man, he put the sack over the man's head.

With a quick pull on the strings, he tightened it up. Causing the man to suffocate. The man moved violently in his chair trying to get free, but the move he moved the more he was pushed into the wall.

”Better not move too much or you will die.” White Roses said with a deadly smile.

The man didn't listen to White Roses. In a couple of seconds, the man was crushed alive from the force of being pushed into the wall.

”Oops… He died quite early.”

With only four people alive, the situation got twice as intense.

White Roses asked the same question again.

”What is this place?”

The man in the third chair opened his mouth to speak. White Roses saw this and moved his chair to face the man.

”Speak”

The man started to explain what the place was and what it was for. The other three men started to sweat even more when the man explained the image they saw before White Roses showed up.

”A youth is coming? Quite a strong one too. He will be here any minute? Oh, Thanks I better be quick then.”

White Roses pulled out his two daggers and pointed them at the man.

”N-No! W-wa-”

Two daggers flew through the air and landed dead center in the eyes of the man. White Roses laughed again before walking over and retrieving the two daggers.

There were only three people left and since the third man told White Roses that the youth was going to arrive any time, he started to kill the fourth man.

He didn't do anything fancy, he just chopped off the man's arm first. Letting it bleed before putting a purple and black spell on the wound. The spell blocked the bleeding from the wound.

Next, he chopped off all of the limbs and adding the spell to the wounds. The man was in severe pain and on the edge of dying from shock because of the pain.

”Let's… try this.”

White Roses pointed to the man, releasing the magic on his limbs. Once he released the magic tones of the blood shot out of the wounds. Making it rain blood, the blood not only covered White Roses but it covered the fifth and sixth man.

There were only two people left alive. White Roses knew that he only had a couple of minutes left before the youth came to the room. Meaning, he had to kill the last two quickly.

White Roses just slit the throat of the fifth guy letting him bleed out. Though, when he got to Zhuang Bao he stopped his daggers inches away from his neck.