Torture

"ROARRRRR!!"

"W-W-What?!" Molen stammered as he saw Drago spread his silver wings and flew above Sou's head.

"Drago, deal with that thing."

"Yes, Master."

"And don't you dare to lay a finger on him. He's mine..."

Drago's eyes locked into Sou's anger-filled gaze. He knew very well that Sou was much weaker than the time Sou defeated Drago and he could easily retain his freedom by killing Sou. But he had a feeling that if he stuck to him, he would be entertained beyond his imagination. Dragons are creatures who live for many thousand years, due to which they search for entertainment all over Melim, and Drago was the same. Over the past few centuries, he could not find anything that could keep him amused, but he could afford to let it go now that he found such an interesting figure. And his Master said it himself, he will make sure that Drago is amused, so much that he can't ask for more.

"... yes, Master," Drago said in a low tone.

<And try to minimize the damage as much possible. I don't want that Dick die.>

<Yes. >

"A-A lizard can never match up to my great presence. DIE!!"

The giant ball started to descend on Drago. Drago flapped his wins again but with more force than before, making the huge lump of mana slow down due to ferocious winds directed towards the ball.

"A mere puppet calling a being a thousand times better and majestic? Seems like you seek death dearly." Drago opened his mouth wide and created a black orb with a tinge of purple spiralling inside the orb. The size of the orb was not too big. It could barely fit inside Drago's mouth, but the orb gave off a very ominous aura as if it was a black hole.

***

Sou didn't pay attention to what was happening above his head. His attention was only focused on the enemy standing in front of him while Molen was staring at the black orb.

"Don't you know that you should not take your eyes off your enemy?" Sou appeared in front of Molen in a blink, spinning vertically with his legs spread open. He brought his right leg on Molen with great force but Molen dodged it by an inch.

"Tch! This guy got really good senses." Sou said to himself in exasperation.

As soon as Sou's legs touched the ground, he threw the flying dagger and broken sword hovering behind his back at Molen.

Clang! Clang!

The weapons hit the bulky body but couldn't inflict any damage. Sou kept on engaging the weapons with Molen as he ran up to Molen's back. Standing on one leg, he swung the other one, aiming to get Molen's neck. Molen ducked sensing the incoming kick, leaving Sou in the line of attack of his own weapons. Sou quickly directed his weapons to Molen who has already created some distance from Sou. The barrage of the floating weapons did not stop, neither did Sou's relentless melee.

"You know that you cannot dodge forever!"

Sou threw his fist at Molen's guts while directing the weapon barrage to any possible direction in which Molen could evade.

(Let's see if I am correct.)

Clang!

Molen moved towards the barrage instead of blocking the hit. Sou gained some distance by leaping back.

(So it's true... I have a chance to break that defence of his now!)

"YOU LET YOUR GUARD DOWN!!" Molen rushed to Sou screaming like a madman. The barrage was still in full power but Molen was unfazed by it. Molen's fists shone in black with a white lining covering them and swung his fists in a flurry.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Sou tried to block as many fists as he could but ultimately had to resort to dodging.

"Damn! Are his fists made of steel?!"

Sou took a glance at Drago.

(But you've fallen right in my trap, hehe...)

***

The black orb hovered towards the giant ball, making a humming sound.

"Hmph!" Molen scoffed noticing the orb heading towards the ball and engaged himself with Sou.

Drago took notice of the man's arrogant gaze but attempted to do nothing.

(You will soon admire the beauty of what you are about to see with your jaws dropped.)

Just before the orb made contact, the tinge of purple inside the orb grew and swallowed the orb. The orb glowed in magnificent purple now, giving off the feeling of dreadfulness. The orb touched the ball of mana slightly. At first, it seemed like the orb would be swallowed by the gigantic ball, but Drago's power was not that pitiful. The orb shone even more magnificently as soon as the orb made contact as if gaining more energy. Some seconds later, the orb took the shape of some kind of jelly substance and expanded itself, big enough to hold the ball of mana in it. And it did. The jelly substance wrapped itself around the lump of mana as if swallowing it wholly.

Molen looked at the phenomenon with disbelief spread across his eyes. He was seeing one of his most powerful attacks cancelled out with much ease.

Clang!

The sudden stimuli of the weapons clashing with his body brought him back from his daze.

"I told you not to look away from your opponent," Sou said with mocking clear in his tone.

"Or... are you thinking of beating 'that'? Haha! Forget it. I, a seven-year-old kid, is still standing fit and fine in front of you, an adult who is far more experienced in battle than me. How can you even think of beating that disgustingly overpowered creature?"

Molen's face fumed red in extreme anger.

"You... you... FUCKER!

(That guy is really a retard. Coming straight at me with no sense of danger.)

"DIEEEEEEE!!!!!!"

Sou swiftly evaded Molen's blind attack and used his weapons to strike Molen's face.

"HAHAHA!! YOU ARE REALLY ARE A RETARD!! WHY ARE YOU STILL USING THE SAME TECHNIQUE?"

Sou swung his flaming fist at Molen's neck, but Molen again attempted to dodge it, but this time failed. Molen was drawn to Sou's fist by some weird force.

Bam!

"I have been using this for some time now but I never got such resistance to it from anyone else. I guess it was because your guard was unusually up. And also your hardening ability is only for metallic substances, that's why you kept dodging my strikes. What a troublesome opponent you have been!"

Sou didn't let go of him and continued to punch him in the face ruthlessly.

(Let's try another thing...)

He continued his beating until Molen's body fell limp.

Seeing the limp body, Sou used his weapons to slice off Molen's legs.

Slash!

The legs came off cleanly.

"So when you are weak, your ability also becomes useless, huh..."

On the other end, Drago has already consumed the large ball of mana, resulting in a great increase in his overall mana.

"Oi Drago! Wanna see something fun?"

Drago's curiosity peaked upon hearing his master offering something fun. He descended from the air softly.

"... you can stop wagging that tail." Sou made an awkward smile.

"Now... time for some fun..."

Sou's lips extended from ear to ear forming a very nasty grin.

"I am gonna have so much fun torturing the heck out of you for what you did to Grey..."

"U... Uuu..." Molen shook in extreme fear as he heard Sou's ominous words. Sou brought Molen's ears closer to his mouth and whispered in Molen's ears.

"Both present and past... hehe..."

Schwing!

Molen felt an excruciating pain in both of his shoulders. He rolled his eyes over his shoulder to take a look at what Sou has done.

Thump!

Molen's arms thumped to the ground making a squishing noise.

"A-AAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!" He screamed at the top of his lungs but it was hopeless for him as there was no one around the scene.

"As I thought... the feeling is not quite right. I wish I could regrow his limbs..." Sou threw his weapons and glanced over Drago who was somewhat bored because he has seen this kind of torture so many times but he was still optimistic for what was to come. Drago saw Sou glancing at him with expectant but ordering eyes.

"As your wish, Master."

Drago used healing on Molen who squealing in pain. A green glow came from the severed parts and within some seconds limbs grew anew.

"I knew you were hiding stuff like that! Well, let's start the real show..." Sou approached Molen slowly, cracking his knuckles.

"Let's start with the nails then..."

Sou grabbed Molen's right foot and pinched the nail of one of the fingers carefully. He pushed the nail with a slight force which resulted in a small moan from Molen inwards before wrenching it out upwards mercilessly.

"ARGHHHHHH!!!" Molen screamed in extreme pain but little did he know that it was just the beginning.

Sou did the same with the other nails of Molen's feet and hands, each time receiving a loud, screeching wail from Molen who was crying profusely and trembling incredibly in horror.

"Oof! So tiring! Drago, heal."

"Yes, Master."

The green light again glowed from the chipped finger and the nails grew anew.

"Time for round 2..."

"A... Aaa..."

Sou grabbed the feet nails again and repeated the previous actions, obtaining some more dreadful screams from Molen.

"If you beg me 100 times I can stop this... "

Hearing this, Molen's eyes lit up in joyful light.

"Y-Yes... I beg you... forgive me for what I have done... please..."

Molen continued to beg, throwing away any sense of shame, but Sou's hands didn't stop from chipping away the nails. In the end, Molen completed the condition set by Sou, but at this point, he was devastated. His nails were no more and his fingers were soaked in excessive blood and his face was completed distorted from all the crying and pain.

"Ok! I will not touch your nails anymore..."

"Thank God it's over... T-Thank you..."

"Who said it is over? I said I won't touch your nails anymore... not the rest of the body." A sinister and cynical smirk appeared on Sou's lips which made him look like a real devil. He stooped down and grabbed one of Molen's fingers and started to break every joint of that finger brutally.

"ARGGHHHH!!"

"Your fingers are pretty dull, huh... don't worry I am gonna go reaaal~ easy on them," Sou said with malice clear on his face.

"You know the deal... beg 500 times and I will stop."

"W-W-Wasn't it 100?! ARGGHHHHH!!"

"Speak back to me and the pain is gonna multiply by a lot." Sou glared daggers at Molen's eyes.

"Y-Yes! Please forgive..."

He continued to break and crush his fingers' joints with extreme pleasure and enthusiasm while Molen continued to squeal and roll in pain while begging nonstop to stop this torture.

"My God! Who knew that the sound of crunching bones could be this exciting?! Drago, don't stop the healing. I will show you something even more interesting after the fingers." Sou said looking at Drago who was now even more curious.

"I am sorry... P-Please... forgive m...e."

Molen's speech turned weird as the torture continued. He wanted to let out more tears but there were no more in his eyes which were rotten and dried up.

"Aaaaa..."

Sou continued to do his thing but Molen's voice grew silent as time passed. All the screaming and squealing took all of his voice which left him with nothing in his throat.

"No no no... That won't do. How are you gonna beg if you lose your voice now? Drago, restore his voice."

Drago did as Sou ordered and his voice came back. He immediately started to beg for forgiveness with even more vigour. Sou was taken aback a little by the sudden vigour but quickly regained his composure and continued his pleasure.

At last, Molen finally managed to beg 500 times. Sou stopped and looked at Molen with a genuine smile.

"Good! Now 1000 times."

Sou took his right foot's first finger and completely tore it off, making the blood gush out ferociously.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!"

"Ahh... such nice scream... Scream for me more... please..?"

Molen was terrified beyond belief seeing the devil Sou make a puppy-eyed expression. He thought that such a thing was humanely impossible but he has been proved wrong right at the spot by Sou. His eyes gave off the feeling of purity and innocence taken to the extreme but Molen confirmed that Sou was the embodiment of craziness and was an unwavering psychopath, though he was not entirely wrong at this point.

Sou tore off every finger on Molen's body and ordered Drago to heal him and again did the same thing over and over again until Molen reached the goal set by Sou.

"Whew~ Good work! Now..."

Sou reached to Molen's face and clawed out the eyeballs, making blood flow like a waterfall from his eyes.

"ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"

"Ahh... this sensation of someone else's blood rolling and embracing my skin is such a bliss..!" Sou's face turned into the face of a boy experiencing eternal pleasure.

"Haa... enough of that crap." Sou grabbed Molen's pants and ripped them shreds including the undergarment.

"So this the little soldier you were going to defile Grey's mouth with? Damn, what the hell is this? Even a kid younger than me will have a longer one. Well, no matter... as I am gonna tear it apart soon and give you a taste of it..." A devilish and creepy smile appeared on Sou's face as he picked one of Molen's eyeballs laying on the ground and shoved it in his butthole using Mana's Authority.

"Ahh!"

"Woah! The little guy is bulging! Are you perhaps getting horny? You sure you are straight?" Sou said letting out a small chuckle after noticing the stick bulging.

He picked up another eyeball and shoved it in too.

"Drago, heal his eyes."

The eyes healed and Molen could again see Sou's devilish smile staring at his face. Sou reached out for his eyes again and scooped them making blood gush out again, and continued the process until he was satisfied. He then shoved the eyeballs he collected in his butthole, filling his ass with his eyeballs.

"I am not gonna use the sword as it is broken now... might as well put it to a better use."

Sou used Mana's Authority on his broken sword and brought the sharp tip to Molen's butthole.

"Brace for the impact!" Sou shouted with a smile plastered on his face.

Kachin!

The blade went deep in his ass.

"Arghhh!!!"

"What a weak reaction..."

Sou made the blade move to and fro in his ass with extensive pace.

"Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!"

"Let's add some toppings!"

Using Mana's Authority, Sou made the sword twist continuously during the movement and it was well-received. Sou got to hear a very disgusting and pleasant-for-ears squeal from Molen which made Sou feel nirvana.

"Now... for the rod... "

Sou used Mana's Authority to pull the rod from its pedestal and shoved it in Molen's painfully open mouth.

"So... how'd you like that? The taste of the thing that you were sticking inside another girl... Drago."

Drago was jumping in excitement seeing the scene unfold in front of him. He was never entertained to this extent in his life before. He has never seen such drastic torture methods before and this intrigued him way too much.

He healed his penis as Sou said and Sou did the same thing again and again.

"Wow! What a sight! A man blowing himself while getting fucked by a blade! If I just had a camera... Time to end this charade."

Sou pulled his right hand and threw it at Molen's chest. The hand ripped Molen's chest and grabbed the pulsating heart and squashed it brutally, marking the end of Molen's life.

"The feeling of the blood getting burst all over the hand is truly splendid..."

***