The old witch’s “fun” continued for many tens of minutes. By the end of it, Damien has already vomited multiple times.
But unexpectedly, the psychological torture that the old witch’s lust inflicted on Damien felt far worse than the physical torture.
Considering how many unknown substances were rampaging in Damien’s body at the moment, burning and melting his skin and muscles, the fact that he stood by his statement was a testament to how terrified Damien was of being raped by the old witch.
If the situation fell upon him, he’d no longer be able to keep up his facade. He’d immediately kill her before anything happened.
But luckily, it seemed the old witch was still somewhat aware of her priorities. After a particularly violent round of shivering pleasure, she let out a long sigh.
“Ahh, what a shame, dearest. I have to do my damn job, and I’m not allowed to break you. Be nice and answer my questions, will you?”
With a naturally twisted smile on her face, she injected another substance into his body.
“Dearest, this is a small truth serum I’ve invented. Can you tell me your name so I can see if it works?”
“Damien v-Grey.”
Damien panicked for a second. By the time he comprehended her words, the old witch had already asked a question. If he hadn’t immediately expelled the truth serum using his Void Physique, he would’ve slipped up.
But he acted quick enough. Although the first letter of his true last name began to leak, with how fast he switched, it sounded like a natural slip caused by how puffed up his face was at the moment.
After all, he was still being affected by tens of non-lethal poisons.
As expected, the old witch didn’t notice his fumble at all. “Mm, mm. Can you tell me what you were doing last night?”
“I was having personal time with my wife.”
“Tell me in detail what you did.”
“First, I held her hand. I looked into her eyes and told her I loved her. After kissing her deeply, my hands moved up her waist to grab her…”
“Stop! Stop! Stop! How dare you mention that slut in front of your big sister?!”
The old witch directly cut him off by plunging her arm into his stomach, causing Damien to cough out a mouthful of blood.
“Ah! How careless of me! Forgive your big sister, okay? I was just a little jealous.”
The old witch fed him a circular pill that quickly healed his stomach. Noticing how quickly she went about something, Damien realized something.
‘No matter how cruel she is, she’s terrified of the one giving her orders. That’s why she’s being so strict about ‘not breaking me’ and using truth serum instead of torture.’
Although it irked Damien that all the torture he endured was merely for the old witch’s pleasure, it also relieved him that this interrogation would be finished off without a hitch.
From that point on, the old witch acted relatively professionally, asking him many more questions before concluding the interrogation.
From beginning to end, Damien answered flawlessly. His alibi and every other piece of information he could possibly need was being provided directly to his mind by Eve. His responses were just imperfect enough to seem normal.
Damien expected the same to be happening for Long Chen and possibly even Aishia. The only thing he was worried about was that truth serum would force their plans to go awry.
Until he met the two again, he could only wait. And in the meantime…
Damien released a portion of the shackles he placed on Transcendent Regeneration. Even then, his healing factor was substantial.
The odd discoloration of his skin began to fade, his swelling lessening. Through the many pores lining his body, thick and gunky liquid was excreted. This was the mixture of poisons injected into his body prior.
When the old witch noticed the ongoing process, she was stunned. Yet, when she looked at Damien, she found him unconscious from shock.
‘This boy…has some hidden potential?’
The old witch immediately changed her attitude. With an incomparably serious impression, she sent a message to her direct superior, the Head of all military forces in Evotech.
‘Sir, we have a situation. I might have found a useful seedling.’
***
At the same time, in another chamber, Long Chen was strapped to a vertical table not so different from Damien.
However, contrasting Damien, his body was covered in scars and gruesome wounds. His skin was flayed in places, his fingernails were entirely missing, and even a whole finger had been removed from his body.
His state was anything but healthy, but his eyes were resolute. With indignation coloring his tone, he squealed like a dying pig.
“Sir! Sir! You must release me! I have not a clue what you want from me! I’m innocent!”
“Tell me where you were and what you were doing last night.” The interrogator said coldly. He was a burly man, the perfect image of a medieval executioner.
“I already told you, sir! I was within my Evo Genesis 360! I have no idea what you want!”
The executioner man frowned. By the information collected on Long Aotian, he did indeed have two Evo Genesis 360 gaming systems in his home.
These were the latest iteration of Evotech’s virtual reality gaming console. Within the console, one would become entirely immersed in the game world.
Of course, harsher settings like pain and hunger could be toggled on and off, but if one wished, one could achieve a totally immersive virtual reality experience.
According to the information, this was exactly what Long Aotian was doing. Even the variety of surveillance around his home verified the same.
Yet, he still had to be questioned. He was related to Damien Grey and had accompanied him outside the facility. Until they confirmed the two hadn’t contacted anyone untoward while they were outside, they couldn’t let them go.
Damien had already flawlessly answered this question, and now it was Long Chen’s turn.
Unfortunately, Long Chen was being mutilated regardless of what answer he gave.
But he only gritted his teeth and continued his act.
Even if he didn’t have Damien’s pain tolerance or regeneration, Long Chen was a formidable man in his own right.
Even though his status was that of the First Young Master of the Long Clan, he was by no means a sheltered young master. Long Chen always actively sought danger that would help him grow in strength.
He had already offended a large number of families, clans, and sects while on his escapades, but not a single person made a move against him.
Why? Was it because of his family background? Sure, that was part of the reason, but it was also his own strength.
Long Chen was a formidable sword cultivator. Even before obtaining the Empyrean Dragon Sword and awakening a portion of his Dragon Bloodline, he wasn’t a character that could be easily touched.
The second he single-handedly stopped the Long Clan’s internal conflict and rose to the position of Young Lord, all hostile gazes vanished from his body.
And as if karma was backing his righteous character, a large amount of the people he offended were killed in the Cloud Plane’s purge.
Regardless of the past, the truth was that Long Chen wasn’t the kind of person to bend to torture or force. Even if he was left a cripple without his four limbs, he could still heal himself with the pills provided by Bai Xieren before they left the Cloud Plane.
Therefore, Long Chen continued to endure brutal torture, his body becoming a mangled mess in the process.
It was only many hours left when he was finally bandaged up and sent back to his home.
In total, he lost 6 fingers, 17 teeth, large patches of skin, and much more. Yet, his gaze remained as steadfast and powerful as before.
His part in this plan…he’d completed it without fail.