This blood-stained room was only seven or eight square meters in size at most, but whether it was the blood-stained scenery in the room or the bloody things in the corners that were the size of fingernails, Otto couldn't help but feel a chill.
The torture chamber was filled with all kinds of instruments and torture equipment.
Whips and belts of different lengths with barbs and bits of flesh hanging on them; long-nose pliers stained with dark red blood; a meat-cutting knife that looks like an eagle's beak; a compact pointed hammer and flat hammer; hanging on There are chain cuffs on the wall used to tie hands and feet; slender steel needles thrown carelessly on the ground; and an iron chair with a restraint strap welded to the center of the room...
It was obviously the first time that Otto saw these instruments of torture and torture, but he felt an uncanny sense of familiarity. A sense of alienation and familiarity emerged at the same time, mixed with the fear of this torture chamber. The mixture of emotions made him feel as if a large amount of paste had been poured into his brain, which was extremely confusing and difficult to think.
Just when Otto's thinking fell into chaos, Zhao Sida's voice sounded calmly without any emotional ups and downs.
"This is where they torture people."
The doll girl just glanced at the scene in the torture chamber and already guessed the general function of this room, and used the collected information and intelligence to recreate what had happened here in the form of simulation calculations in her mental model.
"First, tie the victim to a chair in the center of the room and deprive him of his freedom of movement."
A flash of inspiration flashed in Otto's mind, and vaguely, some memory fragments quietly emerged from his mind as Zhao Sida spoke.
"There were skin, flesh, and blood tissues belonging to different individuals' DNA on the whip and belt, and there were also splatter-like blood stains on the wall."
They would beat the victim's body with whips and belts. The barbs on the whips and belts would remove his flesh during the whipping process, causing greater pain until the whole body of the victim was covered in blood and flesh, making it invisible. A piece of intact skin will stop.
"Fingernails were left in the room, and the wounds were like torn flesh."
They will use long-nose pliers to clamp nails and flesh, and then, while the victim wails, they will slowly and firmly rip these things off from others like a precision machine.
"A small amount of blood and fleshy tissue remained on the pocket-tipped hammer, and a small amount of blood remained on the flat-tipped hammer."
They would use small, pointed hammers and flat-headed hammers, starting from their fingers and toes, inch by inch, bit by bit, or even knuckle by knuckle, to forcefully hit other people's bones, causing the other person to feel the pain from ten fingers to the heart.
"Long steel needles scattered on the ground..."
Yes, they will use long, slender steel needles to pierce other people's fingers along the seams of their nails...
"Those meat-cutting knives..."
Those knives are tools used to carve out meat bit by bit. You only need to press the blade against the skin and press it gently, and then pick it hard...
——They aim to destroy the spirit and will of others, and they enjoy it. They derive pleasure from torturing others and enjoy others' cries of pain and begging for mercy.
More memory fragments emerged, and Otto 'thought' of more things.
Scenes of memory fragments flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern following Zhao Sida's calm words.
For some reason, he felt like his emotions were starting to get out of control.
Otto never considered himself a good person, nor did he want to be a good person, but when he faced these inhumane memories, he actually felt for those who were tortured...
anger.
"Analysis completed - conclusion. The purpose is not to kill or torture."
While coming to a conclusion, Zhao Sida also closed the confinement door of the torture chamber with a soft 'click' sound.
The sound of the confinement door suddenly closing scared Otto out of that wonderful state. He almost jumped up with a tremor: "Shit! Don't scare me like this!"
"You are very angry." Zhao Sida glanced at him calmly, "When living creatures face pressure and threats, they secrete adrenaline, accelerate their heartbeats, and strengthen their blood flow to face the threats. You feel the pressure and threats..."
Otto's eyes widened angrily, and he raised his voice to deny, "No!"
Then he was startled, and doubts emerged from the bottom of his heart one after another: Why should I be so angry?
Zhao Sida threw aside the torture tools she had picked up before, and said without any understanding at all: "Your heart rate, blood pressure, and respiratory rate are all above the normal range, your veins are bulging, your eyes are red, and your mood swings have reached a point where you are close to being paralyzed." Self-made peak, based on the existing data, you are indeed angry."
Otto was speechless for a moment by this well-founded analysis: "I..."
"Let's go." The doll girl shook her head and did not dwell on the issue any further. "The biological detection results have just come out. There are no other imprisoned people on this floor, but there are still twenty or thirty people restrained and imprisoned on the upper level. We have to act as quickly as possible to create chaos and rescue the people here..."
"What to do?" Otto was stunned by the puppet girl's jumping thoughts, but his experienced coolie intuition took effect, making him feel a hint of ominous premonition, "Shit! You can't You want me to work as a coolie!"
"That's right." Zhao Sida took out a ball of something like rubber from her arms and handed it to Otto, "You will do as I say..."
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In the shallow layer of the Shadow Realm, the alien world has transformed into streets where bizarre sights and twisted shadow monsters can be seen everywhere.
Alex, the old hunter, was in a tough fight for the first time.
The surrounding environment seemed to have turned into an enemy, and the shadow monster was also moved towards him with its teeth and claws.
From the time all kinds of changes occurred to now, he didn't even see the shadow of the master.
If it weren't for the lines of traces surrounding him, which had faded to their extreme state and pointed to a looming figure hidden behind the bizarre phenomena, Alex would have suspected that the master had run away.
The ground beneath his feet turned into a quagmire. Every time he stepped on it, he felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire. Not only was he unable to fully exert his strength, even walking became extremely difficult.
Blackened and dry arms emerged from the crawling ground, trying to pull Alex's calf.
But before any of the arms could touch his body, a deafening gunshot broke the dead silence on the street.
Bang!
The flintlock gun in the old hunter's hand burst into flames, and the pointed mercury bullets engraved with complicated patterns burst out of the barrel and hit those withered arms. The special blood poured into the bullet core spurted out at the moment the mercury bullets hit and shattered, pouring water. On those withered and blackened arms!
呲呲——
After being poured with special blood, white smoke erupted from the dry and charred arms, and they shrank back in pain. But at the same time, interlocking attacks also followed one after another.
Under the interference of other forces, the bizarre light groups and clouds turned into huge fists and hit Alex!
At the same time, blood spurted out.
Facing the clouds of light and fist shadows all over the sky, the old hunter cut his palm decisively, and controlled the blood to flow out into small shields suspended in mid-air, layered on top of each other, blocking the way of the fist shadows all over the sky!
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Each punch was blocked by a small shield made of blood crystals, making a dull impact sound.
Both the fist shadow and the shield were broken, and when Alex reappeared, a circle of rune knives had been nailed to his feet. Under the influence of the rune knives, the ground under his feet returned to its normal state and was no longer the same as before. Being stuck in a quagmire makes people so sticky.
The old hunter took out three rune knives from his windbreaker and threw them out along the line of traces, but he watched helplessly as the looming figure flashed several times, avoiding the rune knives that came through the air, and then hiding among other strange and strange figures. Behind the phenomenon, I couldn't help but get angry, "Are you just going to hide in the dark and do these little tricks?"
