#310 - Chapter 310 The Sound of Torture
#310 - Chapter 310 The Sound of Torture
"What the hell is that?"
That was Titus's involuntary exclamation upon seeing the Many-Tongued Demon.
Honestly.
Despite having witnessed at least three millennia, Titus was seeing something like this for the very first time... so...
Titus stared intently at the Many-Tongued Demon and the Laurent demon holding it, at a loss for the right words.
Twisted, chaotic, filthy, evil?
Each word seemed to fit the appearance of these two monsters, but no single word, or combination of them, could accurately describe the monster's essence.
However, as Titus stared at the monster,
the creature, covered in tongues, twisted its head in an unsettling manner and looked at him.
Although the Many-Tongued Demon did not have eyes in the conventional sense,
when Titus was stared at by it,
his spiritual sense, or sixth sense, intuition, or whatever it might be called, began to warn him frantically.
He felt that his soul was being spied upon by something evil and greedy.
But do not assume that this so-called spiritual sense is something insignificant.
For ordinary people, spiritual sense and sixth sense are indeed unimportant.
But for beings like Titus, who had surpassed the level of demigod, their intuition was extremely crucial.
This is because their intuition and spiritual sense were more akin to a form of "prediction".
Of course, even ordinary beings who have not reached the level of demigod can achieve this if they possess extremely high perception attributes.
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While Titus was still puzzled and confused,
the Many-Tongued Demon spoke.
Although they were separated by the entire battlefield,
Titus, as a demigod, could still clearly hear every word the creature spoke.
"Hello, Titus."
"Would you mind... having a chat with us?"
As soon as the Many-Tongued Demon spoke, Titus couldn't help but frown.
Although he still couldn't understand what the so-called Abyss was, he had figured out one thing.
That was, the monster before him was a monster that belonged to humans.
Because it was using the human "common tongue".
And very standard human common tongue at that!
Thinking this, Titus immediately abandoned any intention of replying.
He ignored the ants running around on the surrounding battlefield and instead raised the giant hammer in his hand towards the Many-Tongued Demon in the distance.
Instantly,
countless lightning bolts began to gather on the giant hammer.
But just as the hammer finished gathering energy and was about to unleash the lightning,
the Many-Tongued Demon couldn't help but sigh, and then Titus was surprised to find that his attack had been predicted!
Just before the lightning struck, the Laurent demon holding it had taken off into the sky, carrying it to a new safe location ahead of time.
"Hey, Titus."
"How about I give you a suggestion?"
Even during this process, the Many-Tongued Demon was still chattering away.
"I suggest you put down your weapon and have a good chat with me."
"Believe me, it's the best choice for you."
"..."
Titus continued to ignore "Wu Wei's" words, frowning as he charged forward.
His instincts told him not to listen to the other party.
Otherwise...
However,
"Wu Wei's" voice continued to enter Titus's mind like a devil's whisper.
"Because before I came to find you, I found some interesting little things."
Titus's hammer was about to strike the Many-Tongued Demon.
This time, he did not use magic or weapon abilities, but instead chose to use his most proficient close combat to eliminate the monster before him.
But at this moment, the weapon in Titus's hand came to an abrupt halt.
Because....
"Save me! Lord Titus!"
"I'm in so much pain!"
"Kill me, kill me!"
"Let me die, please!"
Countless wails emanated from the body of the Many-Tongued Demon.
Their voices were miserable and terrifying.
The reason they were terrifying was that their voices no longer sounded like those that could be emitted by normal creatures.
They were the sounds that could only be emitted after suffering the most terrible and fatal torture.
Titus had never heard such sounds, even from within the imperial prison.
But if the voices were only miserable, then Titus would not have stopped his attack.
The reason he stopped attacking was because.
He recognized that among these screams and wails were voices of people he knew!
Among these people, many were his companions who he had spent day and night with in the imperial prison.
And what he could not accept even more was that among the voices was the voice of the fairy who had handed him water.
At this time, his male voice had become extremely shrill.
His wails were something that even Titus could not ignore.
"Roar!"
Titus roared in anger.
But the Many-Tongued Demon just "smiled" and then said coldly.
"How about we have a chat, for the sake of these little things."
"After all, [I] hate crude warfare the most!"
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