The victim's body was covered with dried blood scabs.
His body was covered with scars, both new and old.
Even the ground near him was covered with large dark brown blood stains.
His facial features were covered in blood and flesh.
Even the most terrifying evil ghost cannot compare to this appearance.
Suddenly, the various floating torture instruments suddenly moved.
He whipped the prisoner, who was completely bound on the iron frame, fiercely.
“Bang!”
"Bang!"
"roar…"
The sound of whipping was followed by a huge, heart-wrenching roar.
The roar was so heart-wrenching that it even caused gusts of air to flow.
Zong Shen finally understood what the loud roar he had heard before meant.
These floating torture instruments seemed to start whipping him automatically every once in a while.
I don't know how long this situation has been going on.
The prisoner seemed to have lost the ability to perceive the outside world and was indifferent to Zong Shen's arrival.
Only when being whipped would they let out a miserable howl.
Zong Shen gently raised the big iron rod in his hand and slowly approached.
When he and the three-eyed otter approached within five meters of the executioner, the executioner still did not move.
Instead, the floating torture instruments around noticed Zong Shen's approach.
They seem to have acquired some kind of spirituality over the long years.
It actually started to change direction.
The target is Zong Shen.
Ready to make a move.
Zong Shen planned to strike first.
He gripped the big iron rod tightly in both hands and smashed it directly at the spiked chain closest to him.
“clang!”
After a crisp sound, a dazzling spark was drawn in the dark hut.
Zong Shen only felt a slight numbness at the base of his palm, and the iron rod as thick as his arm was actually twisted and deformed.
The spiked chain was only knocked back a few meters.
Obviously, these torture instruments are very different from the iron bars that Zong Shen had previously broken off from the heavy punishment area.
Not something of the same magnitude.
However, this attack also gave Zong Shen a preliminary understanding of the power of these torture instruments.
If it can possess such high power and strength inside the tower, if it is outside the tower, it must at least be a treasure of the level of a divine artifact of creation.
Now, Zong Shen's eyes suddenly changed as he looked at the seven or eight torture instruments floating in the air.
He threw aside the big iron rod in his hand.
With a shake of his arm, he took out the Chaos Immortal Vine that he had subdued before.
As soon as this magical vine appeared, it wrapped around Zong Shen's arm.
Like a green whip.
Zong Shen flicked it lightly.
“Bang!”
The entire air was shaking.
There was a sharp sonic boom.
You can almost see with the naked eye the sound waves rushing back.
Push out those torture instruments that can withstand the blows of Zong Shen's iron rod.
Then Zong Shen had no intention of holding back at all.
The fairy vine in his hand was swung seven or eight times in the blink of an eye!
Each blow can bring back a torture instrument.
He stored these torture instruments into the void within his body.
All contact with the outside world was cut off in an instant.
After being isolated from the environment, these torture instruments returned to their quiet state.
It's as if the spirituality is suppressed.
It floated quietly in the void inside Zong Shen's body.
As soon as the Chaos Immortal Vine appeared, it took away all the torture instruments in almost an instant.
After all, the fairy vine is a transcendent existence.
Even the trembling resonance emitted during growth can make the Tower of Ascension tremble.
Causes violent shaking.
It’s not surprising that he has tamed a few strange torture instruments.
However, compared with Zong Shen's calmness.
The person being tortured on the iron rack didn't have it so easy.
After Zong Shen put away all the torture instruments.
Slowly approached the iron frame.
A foul smell came from the air, so fishy that it was suffocating.
Zong Shen couldn't help but frown.
He tilted his head and looked at the victim.
But I found that he was like a dead man, without any response.
The vitality is extremely weak.
Almost imperceptible.
Zong Shen's consciousness left his body slightly, and he could only feel an extremely gray and deadly aura.
If Zong Shen had not seen him roar before, he would have thought that he had died here.
"Who are you?"
Zong Shen spoke softly.
Unfortunately, there was still no response.
So he moved closer.
Then the spiritual consciousness spread over and began to absorb the memories of the person being tortured.
As soon as the spiritual consciousness was connected, a huge amount of vague and painful memories came flooding back.
The span of these memories is almost tens of millions of years.
All I remember from this long time are darkness and the pain of torture.
Day after day, year after year.
The negative energy mixed in it is almost irresistible.
Even Zong Shen couldn't help but let out a muffled groan after accepting this memory.
Fortunately, this vague memory was quickly digested by his single-minded consciousness.
The subsequent memories gradually became normal and clearer.
After a while.
Zong Shen retracted his spiritual tentacles.
He silently exhaled a breath of foul air.
Even he couldn't help but feel sorry for the victims.
This tortured person was actually from the last time the Tower of Ascension was opened.
A climber entering the tower.
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