Cheat Awakening

No.3 gently chanted a few incantations and waved his hand. The lid of the tank hissed open automatically, and Rosewell's lifeless figure floated out, landing limply on the fake altar. He then stored the tank away and walked back to his position.

No.4, despite being shrouded in a black robe, couldn't hide her curvaceous figure, especially her prominent towering big breasts, and approached Rosewell.

No.4's method of torture was somewhat unfriendly to the audience. Like everyone else, she first forcibly woke up Rosewell with the help of her skill. However, due to the previous inhumane torture, the healing skill seemed ineffective. Although Rosewell indeed opened her eyes, there was no emotion in them, and she looked more like a doll than a living being.

No. 4 was aware of this problem very well, but it didn't faze her. She retrieved a scroll from her robe, chanted some incantations, and tore it apart before tossing it onto the floor.

A two-meter-wide black hole materialized on the floor as soon as the scroll landed. The hole was so dark that nothing could be seen within, but everyone could hear the horrifying screams of hundreds, and thousands of people as if they were being perpetually tortured. The screams were so loud that even the "poor fatty" had to cover his ears.

Once the hole stabilized, No. 4 grabbed Rosewell by the neck and effortlessly threw her body into it. Clearly demonstrating that although she was a female, her strength wasn't something that could be underestimated.

After Rosewell was thrown inside the black hole, for the next few seconds, a pin-drop silence spread throughout the entire hall. Perhaps it was due to the black potion she drank earlier, or perhaps she had given up. After literally half an hour of getting roughly f*cked by the ugly bald No.

6, Kiara, Rosewell's maid had long ago exhausted herself from screaming and started enjoying being raped, occasionally even letting out lustful moans.

However, this silence didn't last long, and soon a loud, earth-shattering roar erupted from the black hole. It was as if hundreds of hungry dogs had suddenly found a piece of delicious meat, and everyone wanted to take it for themselves. Rosewell's horrifying, heart-wrenching screams accompanied this sound.

With each passing second, Rosewell's screams intensified, while the other voices grew increasingly excited. Since no one except No. 4 could see what was happening inside the black hole, they could only let their imagination run wild and imagine the horrific torment Rosewell must be enduring based on her screams.

No. 4's torture lasted for an entire hour, which was the longest compared to the others. Her method seemed more focused on quantity than quality, but for a single target, it wasted too much time. However, what surprised the fatty was that although Rosewell was screaming as if she was being boiled in lava, there wasn't a single scratch on her body. Of course, this couldn't be said for her soul.

Exactly one hour later, No. 4 clapped her hands. Rosewell's body was flung out of the black hole and collapsed on the ground like discarded trash, her body contorting involuntarily as if struck by lightning. As Rosewell emerged, the hole automatically closed and vanished from the floor, and No. 4 also returned to her original place.

The next guy was someone Myne was very familiar with—it was the bug man, whose handsome face he wanted to see, but what he got was another content for his nightmares.

The bug man was rather straightforward. Unlike his colleagues, he possessed no fancy tricks, high-tech equipment, or magical scrolls. He just raised both hands, and a dense cloud of thousands upon thousands of bugs erupted from his robe, swarming towards Rosewell's prone body on the ground.

All the bugs swarmed Rosewell's body, completely engulfing it. Slowly, they rose towards the top of the altar. Ten seconds later, the bugs scattered from her, rushing back to the black robe on the ground. Soon, a grotesque creature made entirely of bugs reappeared before everyone.

As for Rosewell. she lay on the fake altar, her condition beyond description. The bugs had devoured her entire outer layer of skin. All that remained was a horrifying, raw form composed of muscle tissue. Her breasts were gone, replaced by a flat area on her chest. Two dark sockets had taken the place of her eyes, from which a few small bugs occasionally emerged and scuttled back towards No. Discover more stories at empire

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Her nose, ears, arms and legs fingers were also missing, yet miraculously even in such condition, she was still breathing. There were no signs of even a single drop of blood despite the horrific state of her body.

After No. 5 returned to his position with slightly less hunger, No. 6, who was having the time of his life, groaned dissatisfiedly but had to do his work regardless of his reluctance. Originally, his task was to impregnate women and help them give birth to children for sacrifice. However, due to a special request from the fatty, he didn't know what to do.

He glanced at Rosewell's creepy body on the real altar while his hips continued their rhythmic thrusts.

Kiara's stomach, surprisingly, had swollen considerably, resembling that of a four-month pregnant woman and it still getting bigger and bigger with frightening speed, however, she didn't seem to care about it at all. Fearing No. 6 might remove his tool from her, she couldn't help but clench her legs tighter behind him, fearing he might withdraw, disrupting her enjoyment.

No. 6's eyes soon fell upon Rosewell's long, soft, silky purple hair which seemed to fail to attract the bug guy's attention, then on Kiara's short black hair and suddenly an idea struck him. Hugging Kiara tightly and still pumping his little monster inside her, he walked toward Rosewell.

While Kiara was slamming her vagina on his crotch with her tongue hanging out of her mouth, and doing her work wonderfully, he conjured a scalpel from dark energy and casually began cutting the top of Rosewell's head. Ten seconds later, he tossed the scalpel aside. It disintegrated into particles of energy the moment it left his hand.

Then with one hand, he grabbed Rosewell's purple hair, and with the other, he gripped her neck. With a rough, forceful pull, he tore off the entire upper portion of her skull, leaving behind a bloody mess.

After removing Rosewell's hair, No. 6 placed it on Kiara's head like a wig. Both erupted into their own brand of creepy laughter before walking back towards the altar to continue their child-making process.

Finally, after No. 6's six unprofessional and brutal acts, No. 7, the tallest of the seven, approached Rosewell. He chanted an incantation before retrieving a palm-sized crystal ball from his robe. Placing it on Rosewell's forehead, the crystal ball began to glow with a milky white light. Soon, a small figure resembling Rosewell materialized within it.

As Rosewell's soul entered the crystal ball, her barely breathing body finally succumbed, and all traces of life like a candle in a storm were extinguished.

But No. 7 had no intention of letting Rosewell's dead body go so soon. He held the crystal ball in his right hand and placed his left on her body. A terrifying green flame erupted from both his hands, engulfing both Rosewell's body and the crystal ball.

Rosewell's long-lost screams echoed through the hall as she burned within the green flame trapped in the crystal ball. Yet, the flame appeared to have a unique property. Despite the intense heat, there was no sign of her soul being destroyed or reduced to ashes. It seemed specifically designed to torture her soul for eternity.

The same phenomenon applied to her body. Although completely covered in the green flame, it remained unburnt. After a minute, the flame died down without leaving a trace, seemingly having no effect on Rosewell's body beyond making it appear slightly older.

After dealing with Rosewell's body, No. 7 infused the crystal ball with the green flame, ensuring its continuation even after he stopped casting the spell. He then walked towards the real altar, where Kiara's stomach was now at its maximum point, making her appear ready to deliver any second. However, neither No. 6 nor Kiara had any intention of stopping, both still crazily f*cking each other.

No. 7 didn't interrupt the two lovebirds. After approaching the altar, he raised his hand, and the golden disk with a green emerald in the middle, which had been spinning in the air, descended towards him. Grasping the disk, No. 7 placed the crystal ball on top of the emerald. It was instantly absorbed, as if by some storage device.

The moment the crystal ball disappeared into the golden disk, Myne, who had been sitting lifelessly on the ground the entire time, silently observing everything with a blank expression, saw his surroundings vanish. Darkness once again enveloped his vision. When he regained his senses, he regained his senses, he realized he was back in reality, plummeting towards the platform at high speed.

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