Chapter 562

"I will make you experience the pain directly."

The moment those words fell, the scenery around Adam began to change.

He appeared inside a pitch-black cave, hands and feet bound tightly, a massive surge of memories flooded in, and before Adam had time to digest any of them, he heard a voice.

"That’s about enough, chop him up."

Adam was speechless.

His vision went black, and an indescribable chill enveloped him from every direction.

The air seemed to solidify into something physical, pressing heavily on his chest and making it nearly impossible to breathe.

He opened his eyes and found himself in a cold, damp cave, pitch darkness stretched in every direction, with only a few faint rays of light barely outlining the contours of the walls.

His hands and feet were bound by thick iron chains, every inch of skin screamed with a tearing pain from the restraint.

Where is this? How did I end up here? He tried to struggle, but the chains were cold, sturdy, and entirely unyielding.

An ominous premonition rose inside his chest, this had to be the Evil God’s work, an unprecedented torture was about to descend upon him.

Was Leon’s subsequent life really this miserable? But why would he be tied up here?

"Hahaha... Adam, after massacring the people of that small town, Leon began his journey as a fugitive once again, and during this process, he was captured by an evil organization."

"This organization subjected him to two long years of torture."

"So, enjoy it well."

A cold, twisted voice echoed through the cave, near one moment and far the next, elusive as a ghost.

"Here, you will experience a pain more terrifying than death, until you completely break down and become the most perfect puppet in my hands."

Adam furrowed his brows and glared into his surroundings, trying to find the source of the voice.

The Evil God’s innate divine ability was still far too powerful, to actually allow him to immersively experience Leon’s journey like this, although it could not harm his physical body, the torment on his spirit was massive.

A flicker of unyielding light passed through Adam’s eyes in the darkness, but that faint glow was quickly swallowed by the surrounding black.

He drew a deep breath, trying to calm the fear and anger churning inside him, but that sinister voice seemed to possess a demonic hold, continuously echoing in his ears and plucking at his nerves.

"Hmph, don’t waste your effort, Adam, in here, your willpower will be utterly worthless," the voice rang out again, carrying mockery and cruelty in equal measure.

The light in the cave brightened slightly.

Two men wrapped in black robes walked in, both carrying a bizarre chill on their bodies, Adam felt as if he had been thrown into an ice cellar.

"Hehe, let’s begin."

"An evil demon... I’ve never tried one before, I can’t wait to see his pained expression."

The two dark figures let out hoarse, cruel voices.

Adam’s face darkened, but in the next second his expression twisted in agony.

An invisible force began to roam through his body like tens of thousands of fine needles, mercilessly piercing through every inch of skin and every cell.

Adam couldn’t help but groan in pain, his body trembling violently.

The force seemed to consciously seek out the most vulnerable spots, every piercing strike made him wish for death, he tried to resist with willpower alone, but the force was far too powerful, as if it could see through his thoughts, it always delivered an even more ferocious blow right when he was on the verge of breaking.

As time passed, Adam’s consciousness began to blur.

He felt as if his soul had been torn into countless fragments, each enduring endless torment, he heard his own bones shattering, felt his muscles tearing, and could even smell his own blood.

But this was not the most terrifying part, what brought Adam the most despair was that the force began to erode his mind, infinitely amplifying the fear, despair, and agony buried deep inside his heart.

He saw the tortures Leon had suffered as a fugitive, being imprisoned in cramped spaces, enduring inhuman experiments day after day, deprived of sleep and food, left to struggle in endless torment, and the unspeakable humiliation and abuse.

All of it was reflected upon him at a one-to-one ratio.

In that unfathomably deep cave, time lost its meaning, leaving only darkness and despair, Adam was like a trapped beast, devoid of any way to escape.

The cave was cold and damp, the air thick with blood and rot.

A year passed.

Adam was firmly bound to the icy stone wall by thick iron chains, his limbs appeared twisted and deformed from being confined so long, and the veins under his skin bulged as if they would burst at any moment.

His eyes were squeezed shut, but even in this boundless darkness he could feel the suffocating oppression surrounding him.

"Leon, where is your pride? Where is your courage?" A sinister voice echoed through the cave, it was the leader of the antagonists, a devil who took pleasure in torturing people.

He approached slowly, toying with a sharp dagger, its tip flickering with a cold glint under the faint firelight.

"I recall you being an evil demon who slaughtered the people of over two entire towns, didn’t you?"

"How did you become so pathetic now?"

"Hahaha, I just love torturing people like you who think themselves demons, because I am a devil even more evil than you."

Adam did not answer, he pried open his heavy eyelids with all his strength, his gaze full of fury and defiance.

It only invited even crueler torture.

"It seems you still don’t understand what true pain is," the leader sneered, ordering his subordinates to begin a new round.

Time churned on.

The days that followed were a living hell, Adam endured electrocution, whipping, branding with hot irons, every type of torture was enough to break a person, but Adam pulled through.

His willpower was as firm as a boulder, even in the most despair-inducing moments, he never gave up the thought of survival.

But as time flowed on, his body and mind suffered unprecedented devastation, wounds never truly healed, new injuries constantly covered old scars, his gaze gradually shifted from fury and defiance to something hollow and numb, as if he had lost all emotion and color.

This resilience did not last for too long.

After two years of torture and devastation, Adam finally broke down.

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