.167. With the few ways I have come, I only go all the way (4)

One hundred and sixty-seven, I only go all the way (4)

Hearing Feili's instructions, the two jailers immediately dragged a naked prisoner, with no strand except for the rag in their mouths. They seemed to be only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy. Then they smiled and erected a wooden rack at the door and tied him up with ropes.

It is obvious that this young man with tender skin was played with a lot during the period of time he was imprisoned - the swollen buttocks, as well as the bruises and blood marks all over his body, all showed that he had just experienced a fierce piston movement.

According to the jailer, this unlucky boy, whose original surname was Feicun, was once the chief disciple of a famous swordsmanship nearby, and was also the descendant of Feitian sword flow. He can basically be said to have a bright future and a bright future.

However, this kid unfortunately met several gangsters with a lotus flower. He was bewitched and said that he wanted to "open a new era" together. So he followed them in a daze, setting fire to the city for the middle of the night, burning countless neighbors to death. It is said that he accidentally killed the kendo master who came to stop him. Then he was discounted by his angry fellow disciples and stuffed them into sacks and escorted them to him...

——In this cruel era without the "Minor Protection Law", the end of a beautiful young man who falls is often more miserable than a strange uncle who walks through the miserable.

After tied the unfortunate beautiful young man tightly on the wooden frame, the warden came over with a brazier himself. He first stroked the prisoner's fair skin and plump buttocks a few times, then walked slowly behind him, put on a pair of thick gloves, and then pulled out an iron chisel with a burnt red front end from the brazier...

As the target of being intimidated, General Robert had already vaguely guessed what was going to happen, and immediately turned his head and closed his eyes, refusing to look at it. But Feili refused to let him do it, and immediately signaled the two strong prison guards to hold General Robert firmly, then pulled his head hard and stretched out his eyelids... Then he stood up leisurely and walked away elsewhere.

Seeing Feili leave, the warden immediately started to act with a grim smile and pressed his hand on the prisoner's back. Although the prisoner could not see any torture being used to deal with him, he still twisted his waist desperately. However, the warden just sneered and took off the stuffing from the prisoner's mouth. Then, with a sudden force on his hand, he accurately inserted the thick black iron rod into his butt...

“…Oh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

In an instant, accompanied by the stinking stench of flesh, a scream that was extremely shrill suddenly rang in the deep courtyard. Its high and loudness really resounded through the sky, and it could spread across several miles. Even the dead lying in the grave could be awakened by it. Although it had walked a long distance, Feili still shook twice after hearing the string of dying screams, and a layer of hair stood up on her body.

But when the jailers heard this wailing, everyone was full of interest, their faces were full of intoxication, and they cast envious eyes at the place where the screams came, as if they thought the sound was more beautiful than the sound of nature... Sure enough, perverts are perverts and they must not be treated as normal people...

After a long time, the warden with blood in one hand walked out of the prison with interest, then quickly changed into a face and greeted Feili with a sneer on his face, "...Dear lord, the prisoner finally surrendered. You asked him to do whatever he wanted. Unexpectedly, this kid was still tough. After watching so many kinds of murderous performances, he refused to surrender. Finally, it was not until he used the tricks on him that he softened his bones..."

"...Is it a torture? You didn't beat him to death or be disabled? If you were made into a useless person, it would be useless."

Feili exclaimed with excitement. Because he heard too many screams of death on the verge of death, his face looked slightly pale at the moment, and even the blue and purple subcutaneous blood vessels were exposed one by one.

"...How can we do it? We just made a little gesture and tried the recipe of a famous foreign dish 'Ants climbing the tree'."

The warden rubbed his hands and nodded and smiled, "...Because this guy watched several murder performances without any movement, it was really annoying. We found a can of honey from the kitchen and found a nest of ants under the fir trees in the yard, which were all black and big. Then he stripped him naked and smeared them with honey. Every part of his body was missing. And he specially applied more in the crack of his butt and the words in front, and finally dragged them out to put them next to the ant nest... This guy had just howled for half a quarter of an hour, and then he agreed to everything."

"...That's good. After a while, I must remember to clean him inside and out and send him to me..."

Feili waved her hand with a strange look, but couldn't help but ask curiously, "...By the way, what kind of tricks did you perform for him just now? The screams that came were so terrifying?"

Then, he regretted listening to a creepy encyclopedia of ancient and modern torture.

"...This... because of ordinary murder methods such as beheading, hanging, septidum, and drowning, I have shown him yesterday. If you repeat it today, I may not be effective, so we have developed a few more complicated new tricks..."

As soon as he mentioned his job and personal hobbies, the warden suddenly felt energetic and turned his fingers to the point of being so clear.

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"...First of all, the iron rod pierced. You should have seen it just now. You took a red iron rod and inserted it into the prisoner's anus, pierced the stomach and intestines, and poked it out from your mouth. The biggest advantage is that it can make the prisoner call it nicely. We call this "smiling"..."

"...Then is a beheading technique of the barbarians in the South China Sea, which is to bury the prisoner into a long-digged pit, fill it with soil and compact it, leaving only a head outside. Then, a bamboo pole is erected at the edge of the pit, and the lower end is deeply inserted into the ground, then the upper end is bent down vigorously, and a strong thin wire rope is used to tie the head of the bamboo pole and the prisoner's hair, and firmly bind it.

When the execution is carried out, someone raises a big axe and lets the blade pass by the ground. Be sure to cut off the head with an axe. At that time, a blood column will be sprayed. The bent bamboo pole can be returned straight, making the head shake left and right with the tall bamboo branches, and thus hang its head for public display. The neck cavity below has lost its cover and is still splashing blood like a fountain..."

"... Then there were five horses dismembered the corpse. We should have used five horses to pull the prisoner's limbs and head, and then tore it off. But the horses here are precious and cannot be used in prison. And people can't pull them directly but they don't have enough strength, so we had to change to five winches together... Alas, it's a pity that we were just starting to practice, but our skills were not good at first. We pulled our heads off at first, but our limbs were still fine..."

"...The next step is skinning. There are two ways to peel. One simple method is to cut the skin from the spine, divide the skin on the back into two halves with one knife, and then slowly use the knife to separate the skin and muscles, and tear them apart like a butterfly spreading its wings... But if you meet a fat man, it will be more difficult to peel. Because there is a thick pile of oil between the skin and the muscles, it may be difficult to separate with just a knife...

Therefore, at this time, you have to use another more fun peeling method, which not only requires a knife, but also mercury.

The method is to bury the prisoner in the soil and only reveal one head. Then cut a cross with a knife on the top of the head, pull the scalp apart, and then pour mercury into it. The mercury is very heavy and will pull the flesh and skin apart. Even a fat man with a hundred or eighty kilograms is fine.

Therefore, the person buried in the soil will twist in pain, jump up and jump up, and finally the body will completely break away from the skin, jump out of the hole above the head, leaving only a piece of skin left in the soil...

Although this method of skinning requires a lot of mercury, it is more expensive, but it is the most labor-saving because it is the skin that the prisoner peels for himself. We just need to watch and join in the fun. When the bloody prisoner jumps out, he can also let the dog bite... As for human skin, it can also be sold to musical instrument shops to make big drums. It is said that in temples of some sects, using human skin drums to play music and worship Buddha is a very popular fashion..."

“……There is a barbecue for living people…”

"...Living people barbecue? Well, wait a moment, what does this word mean? You shouldn't really hang the prisoner on the meat hook, then pile up a bonfire and roast it directly."

Feili, who was already creepy, finally couldn't help but burst out at this moment.

"...Haha, we are not barbarians who eat raw meat and drink blood, how could we act so rudely?"

The warden explained with a smile, but before Fei Lisong could breathe a sigh of relief, he was directly shot into the ice cellar by the next sentence, "... It is too unhygienic to roast the whole person directly, and it is also a waste of firewood. At least it has to be washed clean from the inside to the outside, especially to cleanse the erectile stools. Then hold a knife in your hand and choose the plump place to cut and roast it as you want to ensure freshness and deliciousness..."

——These perverts are really eating people, who am I dealing with?

No wonder General Robert was scared by a mere move of "ant climbing a tree" after surviving these visual tests. The reason was that he thought he was really about to be cut open... Especially before, there was a person who was eaten alive in front of him.

However, this may be a coincidence - because generally speaking, people who can become psychics must first be determined. It is difficult to scare just by a few "real-scene horror movies"...

In short, after hearing such a terrifying truth, Feili's eyes were dissipated for a moment and she opened her mouth to vomit, but because she didn't have breakfast today, she couldn't spit out anything. Finally, she had to wave her hand and signal the cannibals to bring the poor general of the soul warlock to learn about the matter as soon as possible.

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"... Party A will waive all human rights before signing the contract date until the partial split of the Second Empire of Naserel is over, and before signing a peace agreement with the prisoners of war, the two parties will waive all their human rights and become the private property of Party B, and recognize Party B as the master. Until the contract is automatically terminated, they will not disobey any orders of Party B; they will not attempt to escape or slacke in work; they will not attempt to self-harm or commit suicide; they will not harm Party B and their relatives and friends, subordinates; they must serve Party B wholeheartedly; they shall not conceal anything from Party B, and they shall not commit any acts that harm Party B's interests..."

Back in the empty room just now, Feili took out a roll of just-written parchment and read the dejected prisoner, "...Okay, these are the general terms. Are you willing to sign a contract to exchange for your life?"

"...Hehe, can the soul contract be signed casually? After signing the soul contract, it is equivalent to handing over your life and soul completely to your hands. What is the difference between taking my life directly? Well, it seems to be even more harsh - if the terms of the contract are violated, even the soul after death cannot be ascended to the Kingdom of God...

Alas, it's better, the loser deserves to be unlucky. He really doesn't want to die and has to go to the dining table... so please bring the contract over."

After some torture, General Robert, whose appearance became even more decadent, smiled bitterly when he heard this, and reached out to take the sheepskin scroll.

Although General Robert had been washed clean again and put on his clothes again, it was still possible to see that there were many small scars on his face and hands. Some of them might be gnawed by ants, but more of them were from the long-handled floor brushes during cleaning... It is conceivable that when the jailers cleaned him, their strength was absolutely not much gentle...

Indeed, for the magicians of the Feren continent, the soul contract is definitely not something that can be signed casually.

——The soul contract is to mortals, just as the Styx vows to the gods.

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On the planet Torrell, the initial soul contract was a magic created by the clever devils of the Nine Hells. It is specially used to collect mortal souls in the material world. Unlike the demons in the infinite abyss who only know how to kill and seize souls, the devils who strictly abide by the rules in hell also like mortal souls, but they are usually obtained through contracts.

Specifically, it is to provide various services such as money and power to mortals in exchange for the soul after death. The medium that ensures the smooth progress of this exchange is the soul contract.

This soul contract, with the help of the most original order power in this multiverse, can withstand the obstruction and destruction of any powerful existence.

For example, if someone signs a contract with a devil and stipulates that "a devil makes someone a millionaire, then the soul of someone will belong to a devil after his death." Then as long as the devil really pays a huge sum of money, the soul of someone after his death will automatically fall into the devil's hands, and is guaranteed by the contract itself, and there is no need to use other methods, and it is absolutely effective. Even the gods cannot intervene and revoke it - at most the gods can kill the signing party, so that the content of the contract will never be actually fulfilled, but this contract itself is still valid.

Of course, this earliest soul contract has great limitations. In particular, both parties can only be mortals and devils. Because only the devil can produce soul contracts at any time, and only the orderly nature of the hell devil can ensure the effectiveness of the contract. If you replace them with other chaotic races, it will be useless at all.

Later, over the long years, this devil's magic spread to the main material plane. It was analyzed and studied by famous scholars of all generations. Finally, several variants that humans can use were created. The most commonly used is a magic pet contract, which is exclusively used by mages to summon magic pets. Although it can only allow magicians to summon some creatures with weak power, it actually originated from the soul contract.

There is also a real name contract, which is mainly used to help mortal magicians find reliable demon assistants. It breaks through many restrictions in the original version of the soul contract. Although one party of the contractor must still be a mortal and must be a high-level mage with a "real name", the other party no longer limits to be a devil, or a demon or even an angel. In short, as long as it has a real name, it is fine.

This soul contract signed under the "real names" of both parties has absolute effect. Any content written in the contract, as long as it is confirmed, is the supreme law that must not be violated by both parties. Even the chaotic camp race that hates order must be followed honestly and strictly, otherwise it will be punished by the contract.

Generally speaking, the signing objects of this real name contract are generally beautiful succubus or lust. They can not only warm the bed for the magician, but also act as powerful thugs, and even teach. In terms of the richness of magic knowledge, humans with only a few decades of life are often far from those of the evil demons who are often over a thousand years old in the following realms. For many young magicians with strong qi and blood, being able to knock down beautiful "female teachers" on the bed, and then teach until dawn while hinging, is a very wonderful dream of scarlet color... The learning efficiency is absolutely high.

Well, back to the topic, theoretically speaking, as long as both parties have a "real name", then mortal magicians can also sign a real name contract, and it is also absolutely safe, reliable and guaranteed. So, someone soon wanted to use it to sign an international treaty or commercial contract in case the other party breaks the contract and defaults on the debt - small organizations and small businesses naturally have no conditions to do this. However, for governments and some large international organizations, it is still completely fine to select a few powerful people with high power as guarantors.
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