Chapter 320
Chapter 320
After a bit more than two hours, Arthur went to Earth accompanied by Lucy, Josef, Sonia, and Mary, who decided to tag along and experience the life in an advanced world .
By the time they arrived there and appeared in their apartment, Saly and Lolitta were already there .
The human AI was still busy inspecting the capsule with a serious look on her face while Saly meditating silently .
Though, the meditation was cut short when Arthur and co arrived . The little girl happily greeted the new guest and threw herself in her father’s arms with a sweet smile hanging on her face .
"Daddy! When are we going Dragon-hunting? You promised yesterday . "
Indeed, Arthur promised the little girl to take her to one of the dungeons on Earth and let her hunt a dragon . Since Randuin intervened last time, she couldn’t fulfill her wish which is why she pleaded him to take her instead .
While softly caressing her fluffy ears, Arthur chuckled and answered:
"Don’t worry your mother and I will take you at night . We still have a little matter to attend to then we’ll go, alright?"
"En!"
Saly nodded her head and snuggled closer to Arthur . Although she passed most of her time with him yesterday, she was still missing him .
The apartment became a bit crowded with the addition of three people so Lucy decided to move to another place, more spacious and comfortable .
Sonia and Mary were fascinated as they stared at the TV with a dumbfounded look . Their eyes were glued on the moving images and their quality . Sucha technology didn’t exist on Astria, their expressions deepened when they saw the skyscrapers beyond the windows .
Although Lucy very much wanted to accompany them, she didn’t as going with Arthur was more important .
For the next hour or so, the group chatted about various things . Saly showed her superior knowledge about Earth to the two ladies while Arthur closed his eyes and sat cross-legged as he was searching for a specific location on Earth which was a bit hard to find even with his current stats and Realm .
Miya was absent as had matters to attend to today while Delia was still engrossed in cultivating the Holy Art Chapters . She didn’t come out of her room since the second Arthur handed her that book .
It was only after 90 minutes did Arthur open his eyes at last . Earth wasn’t big compared to Astria but to search for a place that he had a vague memory of, still took more time than expected .
Nonetheless, his search bore fruit and he found what he was looking for . As he slowly got up from the ground, Lucy walked up to him and asked:
"Did you find it?"
"Yes, well-hidden, I must say . "
After informing the others, Arthur teleported himself and Lucy far from their apartment . A second later, the couple found themselves inside a dark and cold place .
It resembled a medium-sized toilet but it was very old and the stench was nauseating, to say the least . Blood marks were all over the place and at the very center of this godforsaken room was a metal chair that had countless thin bronze threads wrapped around it .
As he gazed at this place, especially the chair, Arthur’s gazed wavered for a second before it quickly recovered when Lucy held his hand .
"Now that we’ve reached this far . Let’s start devising new ways of bringing our enemies to sudden, gagging, writhing, agonizing deaths . "
Lucy knew what was on her husband’s mind and instead of calming him down, she decided to utter those words as it’s the words he would like to hear the most right now .
"You know, although it’s been a long time, I still remember those memories more clearly than ever before . The pain and suffering, in the past, I considered those to be unfair punishment coming from the Gods but right now, I don’t think that’s the case . Rather than punishment, I consider it to be a blessing that allowed me to change and meet you . Now that vengeance is at hand, I’m barely able to hold back my excitement, the things I’m going to do to them, no devil will be able to do the same . "
His tone was calm and his face didn’t have any kind of evil expression whatsoever . It actually had a peaceful smile that is rarely shown . He wrapped his arms around Lucy and tightly hugged her while adding
"Please help me overcome this final obstacle . "
"En! I’m always by your side . "
. . . .
A while later, the husband and wife were staring at a jet black list that was floating mid-air . On it was exactly five names, they were the main perpetrators behind Arthur’s kidnapping .
There are a few more unmentioned individuals but compared to those five, they weren’t equally important, just like the ex-mercenary group that was annihilated by Arthur .
"So, who’s first?"
Lucy asked Arthur, who shook his head and replied
"There is another person who needs to be killed first . A person foolish enough to show his face to me and enjoy his time torturing me . "
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An African man was holding a long whip filled with small but dangerous-looking nails on it, was viciously whipping a chained man . A devilish grin was hanging on his face as he was using all his strength to hit all parts of his victim’s body . He would moan every now and then from excitement . From the way he only hit fragile parts which will hurt like hell when hit, it was apparent that he was a veteran in this field and to make matters worse, he was an extreme sadist .
"How do you like that? *Whip* Ah! Isn’t exhilarating to receive the end of my lovely whip! Come on, say something my cute doll!"
After spending more than fifteen minutes whipping the unresponsive victim . The man switched his torture tool . He took out three-inch long nails that were thicker than the usual ones and squatted in front of his victim then said
"I have never enjoyed my job more than right now . The feeling is heavenly! I always wanted to play with one of you, those filthy rich bastards who look down on everybody!"
"P-please s,stop . . . *cough* *cough*"
The chained man tried to talk but he was badly injured and every time he forced his lips to move, mouthfuls of blood will follow . It was a miserable scene but the African man seemed to enjoy this sight very much .
"I, I w-wi . . . . wil"
Unfortunately, the man couldn’t maintain his consciousness, much less talk . He didn’t even finish his word before his head became dizzy, obviously about to faint again .
The torturer wasn’t going to let that happen . He held one of the needs and without hesitation, stabbed under one of the nails of the victim’s stretched and bound hand . It is said that specific location is connected to one of the main nerves so the pain was truly agonizing, enough for the poor victim to sober up and yell loudly . It’s a shame though, nobody was going to hear his pitiful yells, apart from the demon in front of him .
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
He kept wailing as the African main stabbed the needle even deeper until the yelling became hoarse . However, the torturer wasn’t going to stop, he grabbed another needle and proceeded to stab another finger .
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A few days later, the type of torture changed . The African man stabbed part of the chained man’s thigh, which caused massive amounts of blood to gush out . Obviously, this wasn’t the end . After doing so, he placed some weird looking mix of food and something else on the wound then happily retrieved a plastic container and took out disgusting looking worms from it .
With a red face that indicated his excitement and while ignoring the sad shouts of his victim, he placed the worms on the wound and left the room after making sure the worms were eating the food and the flesh, making the wound look more horrible .
After approximately twenty-four hours, the infection spread and the victim’s thigh became a mix of disgusting flesh and blood .
It no longer looked like a thigh but a bulging mass of flesh that could make anyone vomit upon a single glance .
The chained man was vomiting blood and some white liquid that had a foul stench, there was even a mix of living and dead worms in that vomit . And due to his position he was put into, his vomit landed on the injured thigh-injury .
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