"Cough cough!"
Pete chewed on weeds with difficulty, coughed a few times, and looked pained.
But soon, after chewing for a while, he quickly swallowed it. The intense hunger in his stomach made him feel like he could eat even a piece of dirt.
So hungry...
Even if he had completed his potential awakening and breaking out of the prison would not have been difficult, the 3% near-death state above his head, coupled with a month of hunger, prevented him from absorbing energy, leaving him weak and powerless, at the mercy of others.
Moreover, the interrogator often came to visit him, his hands and feet were always shackled, it was so stifling!
“Pete…sir.”
A weak voice came from behind. Pete turned his head and glanced at his fellow inmate who had slumped into the pile of weeds. His mouth was stuffed with weeds to relieve the hunger that was bubbling in his stomach. His eyes were bloodshot and flashed with a sinister green light.
He knew that this person was nearing the end.
If they continue to endure this, their food source will be their companions.
Pete even felt a pang of regret; if he had killed the man sooner, he would have enjoyed a large piece of fatty meat instead of a skinny skeleton.
Suddenly, his nose twitched as the aroma of roasted meat wafted over. He swore it was the most delicious roasted meat he had ever tasted in his life.
"It smells so good!"
"Even though it's leftovers from last night, it's still a great breakfast option."
Outside the prison, a large table was set up. Four guards brought in lunchboxes from outside, containing several skewers of thick, roasted meat sprinkled with spices, emitting a rich aroma that tantalized the prisoners inside, who gripped the iron bars and peered out, their bloodshot eyes revealing longing.
Those damned bastards eat lavish meals three times a day in front of them in order to gather intelligence on Blue Ocean City.
In less than a month, the Knights fell apart. Even the most trusted elites, except for a few loyal ones, all betrayed the order and were released to work as slaves, much to their envy.
However, providing similar intelligence is not enough; they also need to fill in the gaps in each other's intelligence. In addition, the number of slaves is extremely limited, which leads these knights to frantically sell out their teammates, masters, families, and cities, just to fight for a chance to survive.
Khrushchev and the necromancer were very experienced in interrogation techniques, not to mention that the two also held high-level power, stirring up a whirlwind in the cabinet. The cabinet ministers privately spat and looked down on them from the bottom of their hearts, thinking they were all the same kind of scoundrels who never did anything related to humans.
"Lord Pete, I can't take it anymore."
The fellow inmate on the pile of weeds, his eyes bloodshot, let out a hoarse growl.
He stared at Pete, who was bound by chains, a hint of guilt on his face, but his reason was quickly overwhelmed by the hunger rising in his stomach.
The aroma of the grilled meat made even the meat itself seem crispy and delicious.
In the barren north, cannibalism was not uncommon.
"I'm so hungry!"
Damn it!
Pete's eyes flashed coldly as he stared at the approaching figure and cursed.
At the same time, he also felt a deep hunger, his pupils turned slightly red, a strange power flowed from his blood, and his throat became hoarse and extremely dry.
"This piece of roast meat is so tender, no wonder it's made by Snow Sheep."
"To celebrate our passing through the winter, the city lord specially distributed frozen mutton. It smells so good."
"Another barrel of ale, only 25 copper eagles, drink to your heart's content."
As the guards served breakfast on the table, they chuckled and said, "You're living a pretty comfortable life."
"Wait, let's go tease them first, it'll be fun, hehe."
"You have such a twisted sense of humor. Don't get too close, or you'll get bitten."
"Don't worry, these dogs are very obedient. You could throw in a small piece of meat and they'd start fighting."
The guards waved their hands, walked to the front of the prison, and held up a roasted lamb leg as a daily temptation, severely tormenting the prisoners mentally.
But at this moment, he froze, even rubbing his eyes with his greasy hands, and glared at the prison.
The prison was empty, as if no one had ever been there. In the dark corners, where the light was dim, bloodstains flowed from the ground, spreading all the way to his feet.
Instantly, a chilling fear filled his entire body. His pupils contracted, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he shivered.
"Tick-tock..."
A drop of water landed on his forehead; the warm sensation, like human blood, stirred up a deep-seated fear within him.
Liquid dripped continuously, flowing down his face, staining his eyes red, and his vision was overwhelmed by the crimson color.
"Hey, what's wrong? What happened?"
The other three companions, seeing the man standing stiffly outside the prison, motionless, asked in confusion.
Then, to the three of them's astonishment, he slowly turned around.
Blood trickled from his eyes, and a large patch of skin was torn from his forehead, staining his face red with blood. His features were contorted in pain, and his face was grotesque, like that of a demon.
"boom!"
The next moment, he danced wildly, heard the voice of the demon god, and the skin on his face peeled off, exposing his bloody and mangled organs and tissues, which were used to sacrifice to the demon god.
"kill!"
One of them acted decisively, firing a crossbow bolt at the mutated fourth person, and shouted sharply.
The surge of energy and the deafening sound brought the other two back to their senses. Looking over there again, they saw their companion being impaled in the chest by a scorpion-like shadow with its tail, and being held high in agony.
It turned out to be a hallucination.
"Heh, not all the people that old man left behind were useless."
Pete sneered. His blood membrane blocked the crossbow bolts, and three tentacles grew from his back, piercing through the opponent's flesh and blood, devouring the flesh and blood, and absorbing the magic power.
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