"Uh——"
The next second, the drunken middle-aged officer was grabbed by the throat by a metal hand that suddenly appeared.
He had no time to react at all and was suddenly lifted into the air by Rorschach.
The uncontrolled hands and feet began to struggle like a fish out of water.
In the blink of an eye, the other person's face turned red.
As he rolled his eyes, saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, which he couldn't swallow.
Wait until Rorschach feels that the other party is completely sober.
He slowly put the trembling middle-aged officer heavily on the ground.
The metal palm that was tightly closed like an iron hoop also loosened slightly.
"You only have one chance to answer the question. Where is the leader of the resistance, Victor, being held captive?"
Rorschach looked ahead with a deep voice and endless fear in his eyes.
The middle-aged officer, whose lower body could also hear the sound of water dripping, asked in a deep voice.
"Ahem, that guy is locked up in a special room on the second floor of the dungeon. If you walk along this corridor, you will find the entrance to the dungeon. However, the commander from the Harlin family has forbidden us to go there, and I don't have the authority to enter or leave there..."
At this moment, the trembling middle-aged officer gave a very detailed report to the black metal giant that was close at hand.
It seems that he is afraid that if he is a second slower, his life will be completely in danger.
Rorschach stared at the other person through the helmet eyepiece.
He listened again to the sound of the middle-aged officer's heart beating, which was almost about to jump out of his chest.
"Thank you for your cooperation."
Rorschach's words had just fallen.
The metal palm suddenly clasped together and crushed the middle-aged officer's cervical vertebrae without causing him too much pain.
He casually threw the other person's still warm body aside and drove the power armor deeper into the corridor.
Soon after, a spiral staircase sloping gradually downward appeared in Rorschach's field of vision.
He held up the large Catachan saber without hesitation.
Walk downwards where the light becomes dimmer.
And soon arrived at the first floor of the dungeon.
laugh--
Accompanied by an unusually dull piercing sound.
The large, matte black Catachan saber was thrust deep into the back of a sentry guard.
Rorschach quietly placed the limp body in a hidden corner.
He drove the power armor forward and continued walking deeper into the dungeon.
A few minutes later, he sent all the patrolling sentry guards into an eternal sleep.
Rorschach also successfully reached the second floor of the dungeon.
He stood at the entrance to the second floor of the dungeon.
He subconsciously glanced at the life detection equipment inside the helmet.
At this moment, the entire second floor is within the range of several dozen meters.
There was only a faint sign of life.
"Are these guys too confident in their defense system, or do they think that no one can successfully reach here? That's right, the local resistance forces have indeed failed countless times."
Rorschach couldn't help but grumble in a low voice.
He drove the power armor forward.
They quickly arrived at the special room where Victor was being held.
After Rorschach forcibly destroyed the access control device with his metal fist.
Even the basic alarm in the dungeon didn't sound immediately.
Boom——
The heavy metal door was slowly pushed open by Rorschach.
The scene inside the special room came into his field of vision almost in its entirety.
It's inside this dim room of only more than 30 square meters.
Semicircular metal structures covered the surrounding walls one after another.
At this moment, those strange semicircular metal structures were emitting a faint purple light, and extremely complex codes seemed to be flashing on them.
And right in the center of the room.
A black-haired man with his scapula pierced through was hanging in the air, his scarred head lowered weakly.
Every inch of his skin was covered with traces of torture.
The wounds in many places had festered and were constantly dripping smelly pus onto the ground.
"Hey...the bastards of the Harlin family, are you here to serve Master Doom again?"
At this moment, a weak but strong voice slowly came from under the black-haired man's lowered head.
Rorschach didn't answer.
He simply drove the power armor forward.
He stopped completely only when he was several meters away from the other person.
"These things on the surrounding walls look like some kind of confinement device, specifically for confining magic or energy? What research have you done on this?"
Rorschach asked in a low voice to Victor Doom who was hanging in the air.
"Did Zora still seek external help? She is still too naive..."
With his head lowered, Doom did not answer Rorschach's question.
Instead, he muttered to himself:
"If the rebels choose to rely on outsiders to gain the fruits of victory, then in the end, the future of Latveria will be to become a dirty place where others can do whatever they want, and the people here will never be able to get rid of everything that is weighing on them..."
"It is always a good thing to have ideals, but to ignore the influence of reality is a kind of arrogance and stupidity... Since you have chosen the revolutionary path from bottom to top, you should not let yourself fall into the current situation. Even if you are not afraid of sacrifice and are ready, the people who continue to fight for your common ideals have already paid an extremely painful price for your failure."
Rorschach spoke in a deep voice, interrupting Doom's mumbling.
He continued calmly:
"You are lucky because you met me, but at the same time, you are unfortunate because of the tragic wars that will happen in the future. I have to harden my heart and squeeze anyone who is willing to fight for the future of mankind."
"Victor von Doom, are you willing to continue fighting for the people of Latveria and the survival of mankind? No matter whether the enemy you are about to face is a rampant heretic or a cunning alien? No matter how desperate the situation you face in the future, you will still not choose to compromise easily?"
"Let me remind you friendly, you only have one chance to answer correctly."
At this moment, Rorschach's words had just fallen.
Doom, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly let out a low laugh.
"hehe..."
"I think I know who you are. Although I don't understand where your hatred for heretics and aliens comes from, I think I can do what you ask..."
"Especially the painful experience brought to me by this failure, it also made me gradually understand that the revolutionary road without overwhelming force has always been an illusory luxury!"
Doom spoke in a low voice and slowly raised his head.
In an instant, a face was covered with festering wounds that looked like they were cut by a knife or an axe.
The terrifying face with its two eyeballs dug out was clearly revealed in front of Rorschach!
"Please save me, guide me, help me... and I am willing to fight for you!"
Thank you for your support!
(End of this chapter