Lunatic!

That's how Ryan feels right now.

He thought a lot about how to deal with it, how to explain, how to answer, how to face this interrogation, but what he didn't expect was that he would meet this madman, and in the face of a madman, you can't deal with it in a normal way.

This guy just wants to torture people, and no matter what you do, he'll be like that.

Continuing to perform?

Even if he disguises himself well, it is useless, no matter how miserable he screams and how painful he behaves, he can only make the other party more excited, and he will only be more perverted, and he must completely collapse, or even lose his will, that guy will stop, right?

What to do?

This time, Ryan was in a difficult situation.

It seems that every choice is not good, and every road is not very easy to follow......

There is no perfect life in this world, and there is no perfect choice, any choice will have hidden dangers, it is nothing more than choosing one of these choices that you can adapt to and easy to accept!

With a sigh, the expression on Ryan's face changed.

His eyes were no longer frightened, no longer fearful, but became firm and indifferent, although the black qi still permeated his face, his expression was no longer distorted, and he no longer looked painful.

Knowing the sea, the golden book slightly fanned the title page.

The golden light rippled slightly, blocking those black breaths from the outside.

The black gas permeated the sky above the golden book, like a cloud before a rainstorm, however, this black gas could not descend, and as soon as it came into contact with the golden light, it was pushed away, and it could only linger outside the golden light in vain.

In this way, Ryan naturally didn't feel the itch.

As for the physical itch, in fact, as long as Ryan wants to, he can also get rid of it, but he didn't do that, because this physical itch is incomparable, and he can fight it with his will alone, within the scope of his tolerance.

Victor Foreman suppressed his laughter and lowered his head.

Originally, he thought that he could see Ryan rolling on the ground and suffering, even if he couldn't hold back his howl, he would cry and urine, however, this scene in front of him gave up his glasses, if he was wearing glasses.

"Impossible!"

He couldn't help but exclaim.

You know, even those tough guys who look like iron, who seem to be able to endure the pain, are sprayed by the black gas of this big snake, and basically collapse, among them, there are many very devout cult believers, even if they have faith in the evil gods, they can't withstand the pain, as long as they are still human beings, and when they enter the inquisition, there are very few who can really resist this.

No matter how you look at it, Ryan doesn't look like that kind of guy either.

But he endured it, not only did he not collapse, but he even sat on the stake, his body did not shake at all, if it weren't for the thick black gas on his face, Victor thought that the big snake did not move.

He opened his mouth and leaned forward, closer to Ryan.

"Interesting, interesting......"

He laughed.

"Heresy, how long do I think you can endure it?"

As he spoke, Ryan felt the restraints on his body tighten.

Victor's body is dominated by the big snake, his body, flesh and bones are mostly composed of the big snake, only some internal organs belong to him, as for the soul, with his master, the soul of the big snake has been stripped by that alchemist, leaving only some that there is no way to peel off from the residue, basically, it can't have much impact on him.

When a thought moves, you can cast a spell.

Speaking of which, this is not how humans cast spells.

As his thoughts moved, the serpent's body turned from virtual to solid, and it bound Ryan with all its might, as if to completely strangle his body into powder, and in addition, the letter in its mouth became longer and thinner, and swam on Ryan's face, and then, turning into several branches, like branches from a tree, swimming towards Ryan's nostrils, eyes, mouth, and ears, as if to get into them.

Lodge!

This is a natural supernatural ability that Victor gained after becoming a monster.

As long as he is drilled into his body by the snake letter, his will will also descend, search for the memories of the target person, obtain information, and of course, what will become of the target person afterwards, he can't control it.

After this trick, the vast majority of people will become demented.

Becoming like this, being tormented by pain every day, Victor Foreman is almost like a pervert, speaking of which, if he hadn't been jealous, he would have already fallen into the devil and set off countless bloody storms.

There are many perverts in the Inquisition, and he is just a very inconspicuous one.

Afraid of falling prey to those big perverts, so, he always followed the rules.

The indiscriminate killing of innocent people is not something that the court restricts.

It's better to kill the wrong 3,000 than let one go!

That's the rules of the Inquisition!

Of course, this phrase was spread in private, but most of the clergy from the Inquisition followed it, because it came from St. Peter, the first director of the Inquisition, who had become an angel.

Therefore, once Victor goes berserk, he will ignore it.

Anyway, you just need to get this guy's secret, and as for whether this guy is dead or alive, don't care.

Iris?

Yes, Irises are indeed powerful, but as a member of the Inquisition, he is not necessarily afraid of the other party, not to mention, in the minds of the priests of their Heavenly Mountain lineage, an organization of transcendents like Iris is similar to heresy.

Kill and kill, so what!

Victor's only eye narrowed into a line, and his gaze became extremely cold.

The serpent's letter got in.

At this time, Ryan's face looked particularly terrifying.

Through this letter, a passage was built between Victor Foreman and Ryan Shire, through which his spirit could descend and suppress Ryan's soul and deprive him of his memory.

In Victor's opinion, this is a matter of hand.

Ryan is only a teenager, even if he is amazingly talented, the spiritual sea cannot be wider than his own, when it comes to will, although it is good, after all, it is rare to be able to resist his own torture, however, Victor does not believe that he can fight against himself.

The next moment, his will descended on Ryan's body.

"Bang!"

It's like hitting a rock head-on.

It crashed into it and suffered a rebound, and for a moment, Victor Foreman was a little dizzy.

What's going on?

This would only be the case if Ryan's spiritual sea was far above him.

No way!

Staggering, Victor Foreman involuntarily stepped back, and the serpent tied to Ryan turned into an illusion and reappeared on him, he raised his head to cover his nostrils, and red blood flowed from between his fingers.

"I'm going to kill you!"

The next moment, he roared loudly.