208 An Unpaid Blood Deb (2/2)

The culprit was bound tightly and brought before Leon's cold eyes. There was no mercy for traitors. If not for the culprit still having some use, Leon would have cut off his head immediately. At the same time, Lilith, Zorbek and the palace guards all made their way over as they stared at the identity of the culprit.

\”You didn't do anything? Then where did you run off to when everyone was fighting? Why did you attack when I said not to?\” Leon questioned coldly. His divine sense had long failed to pick up any trace of disguise from his men. That is to say that the mole in front of him had not been using a disguise, but his true look all this while.

For the elite team to have a mole, the person had either defected to the enemy's side, or the enemy had managed to plant their spies into their midst from a very early period and garnered everyone's trust over the long years. Leon suspected that it must have happened shortly after the tragedy that occurred 17 years ago.

\”Since you already believe I am a spy, I have nothing to say. Just give me a quick death.\” Damir admitted fearlessly since there was no point in continuing the act. The victors were kings, while the losers were bandits.

Leon looked at him coldly before turning to Elder Evergreen. \”The rat has been caught. How do you want to deal with this person?\”

\”You heard this child. How do you all want to deal with this person?\” Elder Evergreen did not answer his question but directed it to the other treants. The treants didn't mince their words and directly gave Damir the death sentence.

\”Kill him!\”

\”Kill!\”

\”Make him suffer!\”

\”Since you brought him here, you should be the one to finish him off.\” Elder Evergreen stated. However, there seems to be an underlying meaning behind his words. 'Kill him and you will earn our trust.'

Leon scrunched his brows as it couldn't be that simple. Killing the person outright wouldn't quell the treant's anger easily and they might even suspect that he was just using Damir as a scapegoat to buy their way into the village. In order to get the treants to be completely satisfied and accept them, he had couldn't give Damir an easy death.

\”What are you waiting for? End me!\” Damir urged like he was actually in a hurry to die.

\”Why are you in a hurry to die? Death won't be that easy for traitors. I'll have you spill everything you know.\” Leon said emotionless.

\”Ptui! Forget it. You won't be getting anything from my mouth except my saliva!\” Damir spat.

Leon dodged the spit and summoned his set of silver needles with a cold smile. \”We'll see if you can still remain tight lip after eating my needles.\”

Leon first sealed Damir's movements then robbed his freedom of speech and erased all possibility of suicide by shooting off his needles into various acupoints on his limbs, chest, and throat. Afterward, he shot several more needles in both his life and death acupoints on the head, heart and major meridians that stimulates pain to the greatest degree.

Soon, he gave each needle a flick once and the vibrational force generated a shockwave of nerve-wracking pain that wreaked havoc in Damir's body like a thousand insects eating him inside out.

'Ahhhh!!!'

Damir wanted to scream. But without his voice, he had no outlet to the excruciating pain, making the experience much more torturous. Within seconds, his eyes began to roll back with a pained look. When he is about to pass out, Leon would stimulate his nerves and send another wave of excruciating pain through his body to rouse him awake again.

'Kill me!' Damir seemed to beg with his eyes, but Leon paid no heed to it and continued his torturous act. Only by break the person's mind would they stop resisting and answer his questions. The scene sent shivers down the treant's spine as they even began to feel bad for the person.

It took some time before Damir's eyes dimmed like a soulless puppet that Leon finally stopped and retracted his needles. \”Answer my questions. What are your sect and objective? Why did you try to kill me?\”

\”A debt of blood must be repaid with blood. The sins of the Crawford family may be erased but not forgotten. The Illusory Butterfly Sect collectively seeks the rich inheritance of old underneath while the master seeks the end of the Crawford bloodline…\” Damir said lifelessly.

Leon frowned at Damir's vague words. Damir did not seem to have had his mind fully broken as a trace of clarity miraculously returned to his eyes. He looked Leon coldly and viciously said, \”I was not the one who fired that earth spike.\”

\”Fuck.\” Leon's expression changed at once, but it was too late.

With a cold smirk, Damir made his energy run amok and self-destructed, exploding into a thousand scattering fleshly pieces. Leon only had time to summon a firewall to shield himself from the flying piece of flesh, but a few pieces landed on Elder Evergreen and the others in the surrounding.

Without being displeased by the sudden filth on his face, Elder Evergreen put on a warm smile and said, \”There's much we can learn from each other. As the village chief, I welcome you all to our humble village.\”