Chapter 78: LXXVIII. Three Stages
"Waste will always be just that, waste, Even if the environment changes, it’s the same.
Sharon could tell that William had made a special effort to dress up, which was nauseating. He had no basic sense whatsoever. The things gained through betrayal only made him look even uglier.
Even if a Priest returned from the restroom.
Sharon didn’t try to hide her disdain for William, her deep blue eyes filled with contempt.
In the Northern Prison, hundreds of students who had been ’transferred’ there from the Dark Matter Underground Research Institute were abused by that Magician, locked up in the dungeon like experimental material, treated as if they were livestock.
Forty-two people died. Sharon remembered so clearly because that Magician dissected them in various ways, humiliated them, cut them open as if they were wild animals.
And for the sake of testing Magic Techniques, he tortured them to death in unimaginably horrific ways.
Everyone... died in a different way.
It’s a bit cruel to say, but fortunately, that Magician had captured various Alien Races from different dimensions and planes. If it were only their group of students, they would probably all have been killed by now.
One week’s time.
Everyone was trapped in that Land of Frost for a full week.