The strategist thought to himself, "As expected, that makes things simple."
“This cell is made of black iron. If we set fire to it for three days and three nights, even if those two are highly skilled in martial arts, we can still roast them into dried corpses.”
"Arson?" The bearded man shuddered.
Although the strategist was on their side, watching him casually roast someone alive into a dried corpse still sent chills down their spines.
"Isn't this... a bit too cruel?"
"Cruel?" The strategist scoffed. "Does the leader want them to escape so he can be chopped into mincemeat? Or does he want to be punished by his superiors and torn apart by five horses?"
"No, no, no, I haven't lived enough yet." No matter how he died, the bearded man didn't want to die: "Then let's do as the strategist says, roast them into mummies!"
His eyes were bloodshot and his veins were bulging, making his already ferocious hairy face look even more menacing.
It's better for someone else to die than for yourself to die!
"Someone, bring wood and kerosene, quickly."
Immediately, the henchmen outside the cell scrambled to get ready, but in no time they were all set up.
At the bearded man's command, the small iron box, which was only a few square meters in size, was instantly engulfed in flames.
The temperature inside the iron box also rose rapidly.
Rose wiped the sweat from her forehead. At first, she thought it was because she had exercised too much and was sweating from the heat, but soon she realized something was wrong and quickly reached out to touch the wall.
"Hiss~"
It was already too hot to handle.
"Nine Strings, quick, they've set fire outside."
That's ruthless! To use such an inhumane method as setting someone on fire to roast them is truly commendable.
Loxi channeled his supernatural power to its limit, channeling it into his sword, and recklessly hacked at the wall.
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