Bartlett had always thought of himself as a person with a strong will.
He was used to hovering at the edge of life and death, with nerves as tough as steel and remaining calm no matter how fierce the battle was; he had also suffered many unimaginable fatal injuries, his throat torn by sharp claws, chest pierced by a greatsword, and the muscle tearing and bones breaking were even more common occurrences.
The intense pain brought by those severe injuries could not make our barbarian Adventurer yield, but now, this bone demon that had spent hundreds or even thousands of years studying the art of interrogation, seemed to have a torturing technique far superior to those deadly pains.
Due to the excessively bloody scene, which may cause discomfort to many people, let's walk back out of the interrogation room and close the door. Then put our ears against the door and satisfy our curiosity with a low voice.
Oh, I forgot to remind you, be careful of the spikes on the door.
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