"Hah! Dream on if you think I'll betray the Shadow Clan!" Hamen gritted his teeth, attempting to put on a defiant front.
"Hmm, still playing tough, are we?" John smirked, a playful glint in his eyes. With a flick of his finger, he summoned a flare of Golden Lotus Hellfire that wrapped itself around Hamen.
"Aaagh…" The room filled with Hamen's agonizing screams as he writhed in pain on the ground.
John frowned, unsure if Hamen was merely putting on a show or truly suffering.
Considering the guy was only a weak demigod, he didn't want to accidentally burn him to a crisp.
He dismissed the Golden Lotus Hellfire and spoke again, "Tell me—what is the Immortal Herb Garden?"
Hamen knelt on the ground, tears in the corners of his eyes, trembling with terror. This time, he didn't dare hesitate.
John's methods were far more terrifying than the soul torture inflicted by the Hunters' Brood Mothers.
