NovelEnglishEric had made the impossible possible tonight, he was possibly the greatest dark horse of an Arena competition as he had won the whole thing by being just a Realm 2 evolver in papers.
Those guys had won around 4 billion dollars each, which was a sum that many people, including a large part of those that were already inside the venue only dream about.
This was his great opportunity to not only earn recognition but also make a lot of money for himself by taking over the competition.
Still, he had managed to come here and take over this job, while projecting even his future as the next possible head of the organization.
For sure his family wasn't going to trust him again, and even less the organization. Not only that, but his opponents would take this opportunity to bury him 6 feet underground.
Knowing all these things, the Young Master responsible for this Arena was infuriated at the bastard who destroyed his life.
But firstly, he had to deal with this bastard! Firstly he had to make Eric suffer like never before, only like that would he have some sort of relief.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEric was able to sense and understand everything that was happening around him, as he was slowly getting better, and getting control of his body.
It took Eric and the team around 30 minutes to reach the destination, as they changed vehicles at least thrice or four times in order to make sure that no one was following them.
Not only was this building bigger than it looked outside, but it even contained a high voltage generator down below, able to produce crazy amounts of electricity.
Just one look from the outside and Eric could tell that this place was built specially to torture people, and he couldn't help but have a shiver run through his body.
To make matters worse, that bastard expert that Madam Yan Meng had placed on his tail to save him from this situation seemed to have no intention to act.
One look around was enough to make not only a normal person but even an evolver faint, as the surroundings were full of torture tools.
All kinds of knives, electrical whips, tranquilizers, hammers, and all sorts of other torture tools were placed around the electric chair.
Even Eric couldn't help but feel like this time he was done for. He had yet to regain control of his body, and even less to get enough control to escape.
It was like that old adage that once the door was open all evils came running non-stop. For some reason, he seemed to have been truly cursed this time. iｎ????????????α????. ????????????
The most fearsome component of such a situation wasn't the actual torture, but the expectation, fear, and terror that it brought.
Or so did the person who wanted to make him suffer thought, as the moment that the people who brought him there, and tied him up to the electric chair left, Eric closed his eyes for a good sleep.
'Who said you could sleep motherfu*cker!?'
Surprisingly though, Eric just showed the face of someone watching a nightmare, as he clenched his teeth and his fists reflexively, but he didn't seem to wake up.
Without wasting time he immediately increased the voltage that the machine would release, as it had already surpassed 100 Volts.
The next moment he did so he felt a bit regretful as he had acted too quickly in rage, and he feared that he had killed the guy.
Unfortunately, his worries seemed to have been for nothing as not only did Eric not die, but he didn't seem to be suffering under that voltage.
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Each and every time he did something like that he would see Eric tremble in terrifying pain at first, but then slowly get accustomed to it, completely shocking him personally.
One didn't need to enter the room in order to know and understand that it was most probably stinking inside due to the situation Eric was in.
Unable to accept this damned situation he decided to stop messing around with the electric current and run downstairs to the cell where Eric was being detained.
Before entering the room, he made sure to wear an astronaut-like suit, with an anti-gas mask, in order to not smell the stink inside that room.
"Perhaps you are wondering what you did to deserve all this! Perhaps you are wondering why are you suffering like this!
A trifling ant like you dared to do the impossible possible and disrupt my plans! How dare you!? As a little ant should be your duty and biggest dream to make me satisfied.
Better pray that in your next life you don't get born as a lowly ant and disrupt a tiger's plans ever again!"
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