Chapter 52 400 Times, 400 Times...
At that moment.
Bloody Crusher knelt on one knee on the ground. The muscular bully had now become weak like a shrimp, his head was lowered, leaving only his piteous cry.
The three female Trolls and two little fellows were stuck in the cave, too afraid to come out.
Because the enemy was too strong, no, it was too abnormal…
William was drenched in sweat. After he had recovered his magic points, he reached out his hand to grab Bloody Crusher's neck and continued to exert Soul Control!
"Ah, ah, ah, ah! Kill me, just kill me." It could be imagined that Bloody Crusher's soul was shaking. The translucent soul was vaguely visible in William's hand as if it was being pulled out of the body.
This feeling of being controlled by the soul was like a living hell for any creature!
However.
As Bloody Crusher convulsed…
William silently put down his hand.
"The 186th time, it failed again." Lautner and Eric held down the Troll leader, stabbing him in the back when he still had some strength to keep him on the brink of death.
However, on the 186th stab…
Even Eric, who was once an experienced killer, could not bear to stab again.
The once-powerful Troll leader had his strength greatly reduced after using the voodoo.
Later, in the surprise attack, he was beaten badly. But his recovery was strong and he had regained health so quickly that they had to injure him to reduce his Health Points.
Now, Bloody Crusher's back was full of wounds and he was badly mutilated.
"Stab at one spot next time. Don't hurt this big guy." William coughed slightly.
"Er… Wouldn't it hurt if we stab at the same place?"
"Lord, Grandfather, Ancestors, let me off. I'll do whatever you want me to do. Don't come…" Bloody Crusher was strong and able to withstand beatings, but he was crying now.
He did not know what the Elf in front of him was going to do, but every time William grabbed his neck, there was an indescribable pain in his soul.
Every time his soul was stabbed, there would be someone stabbing him in the back. There was no room for reasoning.
The corners of William's lips twitched as he looked at Bloody Crusher, who was peeing and crying till he had no tears. He was also in a difficult position…
His luck was not high enough.
The level was not high enough.
Only his bloodline was a little oppressive to the Troll.
It was difficult to control a Troll at level 35. The 3% boost on the control of Grandmaster-level bloodline was not much.
"Don't worry, I'm experimenting. If I haven't succeeded by the 300th time, I'll kill you off. Don't worry, I'm true to my word. When I said I will kill your whole family, I meant it." William patted him on the shoulder.
Bloody Crusher was speechless. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Just say what you want to do, I'll cooperate with you, okay?"
"I want to control your soul!"
Bloody Crusher thought for two seconds. "Then just kill me. You can't control my soul."
"No, I said 300 times means 300 times." William was very stubborn. There was no one to disturb him here and although he had tried to control him from night to day and had not succeeded, he could just persist till night time again.
"Ah!!!"
"237th time!"
"Ah!!!"
"299th time."
"Ah!!!"
"300th time…"
"Please kill me and stop tormenting me."
"No, let's try again. I think there's a chance." William refused.
"Ah, ah…"
"366th time."
"Ah…"
"388th time."
"…"
"399th time."
"…"
"400th time… Oh, it succeeded?" William was stunned. He looked at his magical right hand and then at Bloody Crusher, whose eyes had glazed over and was silent.
He had not expected to actually control this scary monster with his extraordinary efforts and perseverance.
"Heaven will not disappoint the person who tries. As expected, no matter how powerful a Boss is, even Advanced monsters have to submit to me." William laughed.
The rest of the group could not help widening their eyes. After a long day, even they could not bear to stab the Troll. The Lord had finally settled the matter.
They really f*cking felt sorry for this Troll leader as the blood was flowing like a river under his feet.
The body of a Troll was really good, they recovered quickly…
"Hey, say something. His injuries should recover quite quickly after I succeed!" William was doubtful and looked at the fellow lying by his feet.
His health was recovering, but why did he not show any reaction?
He did not know if Bloody Crusher, who was lying on the ground, heard him.
He stood up hurriedly and when he looked at William, his eyes were full of fear. He knelt on the ground immediately and kissed William's shoes, saying with a trembling voice, "M-Master. From today onwards, I am your most loyal servant."
Ding dong!
"Because you have caused great trauma to Bloody Crusher, the mark of Soul Control has been completely imprinted in his soul. He will be controlled by you forever and occupy 1/2 of the Soul Control position."
"35000 experience rewarded!"
"Well, that's the equivalent of me killing him?" William was a little surprised and patted this Soul Servant on the shoulder. "Get up and tell your wife and children that I will be your master in the future."
"Yes, Master." The powerful Bloody Crusher did not have a rebellious mentality. His heart had nothing left other than fear for William.
Even if William asked him to die, he would not hesitate to kill himself immediately…
Someone might ask why he wanted to die.
Bloody Crusher would certainly retort, "How about you try getting stabbed in the back 400 times and not die, and there's still an inhuman soul torturer around."
No one could imagine what he had gone through.
He could only feel from the depth of his soul that his master was the most terrifying devil and the most evil pervert in the world.
But no matter what his master wanted, he dared not resist!
Bloody Crusher went back to the cave. The eyes of his three wives were full of fear as they hugged him. The two little Trolls also went over, trembling. The six members of the family held one another and cried loudly as if they had been wronged…
William glanced at the group of people watching the scene and said, "Stop looking, stop looking. What's there to see? There are still many magical beasts by the lake so let's try our best to get rid of them. Those that we can't handle, we'll leave to the Troll to clear after his injuries have recovered completely. We'll support from behind."
"It's a good idea. It's just that he looks quite pitiful." Lautner nodded. The Troll had just been tortured and had to be a coolie now. It was the most miserable life.
"By the way, Nox and Norton, the two of you skin and take the bones of the dead Trolls and bring them back!" William curled his lips.
"Huh? Who are we giving them to? Nox looked disgusted but still went to skin the Trolls obediently with Norton.
They had no choice, the Lord was terrifying.
William sighed. "If Elves don't need them, Half-Eves can use them. If Half-Elves don't use them, aren't there still Dwarfs?"
"If Dwarfs don't use them, then we'll give them to the Humans since they are not so picky…"
