After a full ten minutes, the wailing finally stopped.
Looking at the beast in the cage, it was as soft as mud, as if it would melt at any time.
If one observed carefully, one could see something strange.
Inside the broken skin, there were grass-root like things, twisted and intertwined like a fine net.
However, it was like a living thing, constantly wriggling and wriggling, drilling into the flesh and blood.
There were also traces of lightning that were produced as the grass squirmed, constantly stimulating the flesh and twitching violently.
This kind of suffering was worse than death. Every second was like being in hell.
However, when the punishment was over, the monster opened its eyes again. Although it was exhausted, it was happy.
"Your methods are really effective, haha."
A faint voice rang out. It was clearly venerable ink eye and not the arrogant monster.
