Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 69 Locking Lela in the Basement (2)

The basement was dim, with almost no trace of light, a familiar environment that immediately reminded her of something bad. Ever since she was captured, she had been taken to a vast research lab, where she was bound by metal chains to a cold surgical table.

Injections of some unknown substance, causing such excruciating pain, were administered to her neck using a syringe. She longed for her mother, her father, her tribe, and Big White. But they were all gone. No one came to rescue her, leaving her with only a piercing pain that stabbed at her heart.

Day after day, she endured the torment inflicted upon her body, having nothing to eat but bitter medications...

Sylvester felt Lela's body in his arms suddenly tense up, thinking she had realized her mistake. His lips curved into a smile.

Good.

Perhaps afraid of frightening her, Sylvester turned on the lights in the basement while hugging Lela.

A "click" sound.

The entire basement began to brighten up, though the lighting inside was dim, provided by incandescent lamps.

However, it was enough for Lela to see the row upon row of cold tools.

With red eyes and tightly pursed lips, Lela reminisced.

years of torment as those people carried out their experiments, thinking that her mutant body was starting to

rubber

her terrified gaze, they forcefully severed her

It hurt!

It hurt so much!

her mother, but no one paid her any mind. Instead, they forcefully stuffed a gauze pad into her mouth

heard a sigh from someone beside her, "Tsk! The timing isn't right; this mutant's healing ability is quite poor. It's been ten minutes, the bleeding has stopped, and the wound hasn't closed yet. Who

won't matter.

"Yes, Master."

toes were mercilessly severed using these familiar cold

had more or

flesh-peeling continued in

after day,

more tormenting than having

want to leave." Lela clung to his neck, burying her head into the crook of his neck. Her voice was trembling, with a hint of fragility,

Scarier than hell itself.

Lela, but he sneered, "Now you