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Chapter 879 - 879 455 Ultimate Insult (4300)_2

Chapter 879: 455 Ultimate Insult!!! (4300)_2 Chapter 879: 455 Ultimate Insult!!! (4300)_2 They raised their hands high, torches burning, illuminating the darkness. Under the orange-red firelight, faces full of fierce flesh were filled with worship.

It was unclear whether they were worshiping Casio, the Demon Seed and Totem within themselves, or perhaps both. To be precise, the emotion of worshiping Casio accounted for at least eighty percent. After all, they had just witnessed the Moon God statue initiate the Moon Burial, an terrifying cascade of moonlight that shrouded the heavens and the earth. Yet, Casio descended from the sky and with a direct punch, powerfully crushed it, suppressing everything forcefully.

The formidable silhouette of Casio, the Head of the Clinic, was deeply branded in every doctor’s heart. From today onward, the Clinic would face no obstacles.

In the midst of shouts and cheers rising one after another, the entire ruined Cathedral was enveloped in the fiery glow of torches. At six fifty-five in the evening, the mission to obliterate the Lunar Eclipse Meeting had achieved great success. All dark creatures from the first branch in the north were captured in one fell swoop, two elders of the Lunar Eclipse Meeting were killed outright and two were captured alive. In addition to the main harvest, the doctors of the Clinic also spent an hour cleaning up the Manor affluent area of North Cloud City. Many dark creatures were executed on the spot.

One could say that this operation of the Clinic was the most successful in the organization’s centuries of history, yielding the richest rewards. Obliterating the first branch of the Lunar Eclipse Meeting in the north could even rank high among all the historical operations of the Dark Hunt Organization. And that’s not even counting the Moon God statue—were it included…

It would easily be in the top five, if not the top three, in history.

To be honest, the Lunar Eclipse Meeting also suffered terribly. Initially, the Clinic had just been reestablished and only intended to capture their previous uncaught Mission Target, Blood Shark, for an operation. Unexpectedly, they ended up dragging out the Lunar Eclipse Meeting as well. Had it been the normal reestablished Clinic that would be one thing—they surely wouldn’t dare touch the Lunar Eclipse Meeting. But this time, the reestablished Clinic was clearly not normal. Casio was the head, and the four commanders as well as many doctors, were heinously vicious lunatics directly released from the den of Wild Beasts. They were utterly fearless.

Thus, the largest division of the Lunar Eclipse Meeting was wiped out in one fell swoop.

Even the sacred Moon God statue was shattered with a single punch.

The losses were heavy indeed.

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A night full of the smell of blood passed, and it was August 16th.

The people of the Clinic returned to the Florence headquarters to recuperate. However, a group still remained at the original location, seemingly to see if the obliteration of a major power like the Lunar Eclipse Meeting would attract more dark creature organizations to spectate. In doing so, they hoped to follow the trail and gather more information and hunting targets.

June 19th, the weather was cloudy, with dense clouds and dim light.

On the outskirts of Florence, a secluded warehouse was converted into a jail.

Alloy chains hung, emitting a bone-chilling cold hue, streaked with dried black blood traces. On both sides of the walls, various strange and bizarre torture devices hung. Beside them was a burning pit containing iron rods glowing red-hot. The flames burned, casting eerie shadows on the walls.

In the middle of the jail, two silhouettes hung in mid-air. Their limbs were bound by iron chains, stretched taut, forming a large ‘X’.

The one on the left was covered in wounds, his head hung low. It was the once unstoppable Blood Shark, now dripping with fresh blood from his hair, his aura extremely weak. On the right was the leader of the Black Moon clan, likewise looking half-dead, appearing to have been tortured for a long time. Facing the two prisoners across the fire pit stood a two-meter-tall burly man. Casually humming a tune, he rolled the branding iron torture tools as if they were skewers.

Indeed, this man was none other than the Interrogation Expert, Jack!

After returning to the Clinic, he specially sought advice from several veteran jailers of Florence. With a financial offensive, Jack quickly mastered various genuine human torture techniques, filling in his gaps! He had become proficient in using dozens of tools to bring unimaginable “joy” to his interrogation targets.

The two aberrations before him had already been weakened to the extreme by the techniques of the head of the clinic, they were now only slightly stronger than the average person. Though they were monsters, they still felt pain and could still be overwhelmed.

What Jack had to do, then, was to pry their mouths open!

In fact, the Evil Mother had more direct hypnotic techniques. But these hypnotic totems were more remarkable in their effect on humans; their efficacy significantly decreased with dark creatures. Moreover, when the hypnotic totem worked, it would directly shatter the personality of the interrogation subject into an idiot, which couldn’t be used repeatedly.

Therefore, it was safer to let the interrogation expert interrogate first.

Jack could feel the weight on his shoulders; he had already promised the head of Clinic. From the 18th onward, to produce results within three days. Now it was the evening of the 19th, halfway through the time, and Jack had indeed extracted many things. However, the leader of the Black Moon kept his lips sealed on the most crucial information, regardless of the torment inflicted, he refused to divulge a bit about the Moon God statue which the head of Clinic was interested in!

Jack regarded this very seriously, so he requested external assistance, intending to break the interrogation targets from both physical and spiritual aspects! Judging by the time, help should arrive soon.

Tap, tap, tap…

Outside came a series of heavy, forceful footsteps.

Jack, who was roasting an iron bar, felt a surge of joy and immediately went to open the door. Suddenly, three barely clothed brutes walked in.

They were strong and muscular, their bulging muscles exposed, their eyes bright and piercing. The first had chest hair as lush as a brown bear’s, holding a greasy pig-killing knife in his hand. His gaze swept over the two Prisoners with Blood Shark, assessing them like livestock bound for slaughter. Where the bones were, where the tendons were, where the internal organs were. With just one glance, the man had already figured out the exact process of how to dismember these two prisoners as if he were a butcher dissecting cows.

He loosened his broad palm, feeling an unbearable itch in the center of his hand.

The second brute’s face was as pale as a corpse, yet his cheeks were flushed with excitement at the moment. His body was covered in ugly scars—wrists, neck, clavicle, cheeks. Even his ears, nostrils, tongue, and wrists were fitted with black steel rings.

The steel rings grating against flesh and bone drew strands of fresh blood, yet the man felt no pain but rather a perverse pleasure. He was once normal, but then his brain went mad from the Dark Biological Transformation. He became a self-harming fanatic, torturing himself daily in his cell.

Gradually, he experimented on himself, developing a series of torturous methods that were addictively painful. The more pain he felt, the more excitement he got, and the more excitement, the more fragile he became. Jack had heard of the man’s reputation and had specifically invited him to see if his methods of self-harm could be effective on the two Prisoners with Blood Shark.

In the cell, the masochistic man’s gaze swept over the two interrogation subjects, feeling a bit itchy inside. He had never yet tried using those methods to torture others. He wondered if others would find it as ecstatically unbearable as he did?

With that thought, he felt a slight thrill.

The third brute looked the most normal, but his eyes were too bright when he regarded the two tortured prisoners.

Within that brightness, there seemed to be a tinge of lewd and sordid light.

Jack kept the furthest distance from this man, even taking some precautions. Because the man’s nickname was ‘Three Hands’—one on the left, one on the right, and goddamn, even one in the middle. It was a sad story. Dark Biological Transformation varied from person to person and could appear in different parts of the body. This man was obviously a bit unlucky, having grown something akin to a five-fingered banana.

From then on, he became overly powerful in certain aspects, and his tastes, influenced by the Dark Biological Transformation, turned more perverse and extreme. Jack originally did not want to invite this man over, fearing he might bring trouble upon himself. But having bragged to the chief about it, he had to bring out even this ultimate method.

In the cell, the light was dim, with only the flickering firelight from the pit.

In mid-air, the Blood Shark and the chief of the Black Moon tribe suddenly looked up ahead. They saw those three increasingly deranged brutes smiling and felt something was terribly wrong, the air getting scorchingly tense. An involuntary fear grew in their hearts, they started pulling at the chains, but it was futile.

They could only be increasingly surrounded by the three muscular men.

At the doorway, Jack, holding the door, warned, “This is what happens when you don’t cooperate nicely! I’ve brought these three experts, each with his own unique technique. Their patience and fighting spirit even I must envy! What does it matter if you are Dark creatures? You still fear the red-hot iron bar…”

“Enjoy, hehehe~”

“Snap!”

Jack slammed the door shut.

Instantly, cries of agony erupted from inside, heart-wrenching as if someone’s mother had been killed. It seemed they were encountering a horror like never before.

“Gurgle! Kill me!”

“You goddamn bastard, no… you must not do this!”

“Gurgle! You mustn’t!!!”

“Humph, aaahhhh…”