Lord Protector Novel

Nevertheless, Crippled Williams thought the pain was still tolerable.

Hence, he simply grunted and continued to ignore Zeke's question.

“Second question. Is your master's name Cesar Muraco? He's the one you referred to as a devil, yes?” continued Zeke with a smile.

In response, Crippled Williams scoffed at Zeke and looked away, refusing to entertain the man.

“You're quite interesting, aren't you?” Zeke commented and launched another silver needle, which precisely landed at a location that would cause excruciating pain to Crippled Williams.

“Ah!” The second attack was ten times worse than the first, so Crippled Williams involuntarily let out a scream of pain.

The spot where the needle punctured felt like it was burned by fire and sulfuric acid, causing his breathing to quicken as he broke out in cold sweats.

The man could not help but stare at the silver needles in Zeke's hand while wondering what sort of needles they were.

How can regular silver needles cause so much pain? This feels even worse than getting skinned alive! D*mn it! What should I do? At this rate, the third needle is probably going to kill me!

Zeke then proceeded to voice his third question. “The villagers that died on Golden Sands Mountain in the past, did you kill them with the same method as well? What's your goal?”

Just when Crippled Williams was still hesitating over whether or not he should answer the question, he got struck by the third needle as expected.

“Ah!” The pain was so great that the man immediately went into shock.

Crippled Williams slowly regained consciousness after some time, but his head was still throbbing as though someone had hit him on the head with a stick.

“Now, let's move on to my fourth question,” uttered Zeke with a grin.

At that point, Crippled Williams had a mental breakdown. The pain caused by the needles is just getting greater and greater. The third needle almost killed me. I'm not gonna survive if the intensity of the pain keeps increasing!

Before Zeke could continue to question him, Crippled Williams hurriedly begged for mercy. “Please spare me! I'll tell you everything you want to know, and I promise I won't hold anything back. Just please stop it with the needles. I can't take the pain anymore!”

His cowardly behavior had Sole Wolf and the others rolling their eyes condescendingly at him.

“What happened to your tough-guy act? Is this all you've got?”

“Stand your ground. You don't want to lose my respect, do you?”

“Children nowadays don't even cry from an injection, yet you just bawled like a baby. What's up with that?”

How is this even comparable to children getting injections? If you're so tough, why don't you try getting pricked by these needles? Crippled Williams wanted to curse at the men but dared not do so.

Sole Wolf and the others only left Crippled Williams alone when Zeke gestured for them to stop.