Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 313: Neighbourhood Committee
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 235: Deep Water
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1152- Final thing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1151- Name your price
A vicious-looking demon stood behind a black stone podium in an eerie classroom filled with torture tools hanging off the walls.
He was Enos, a Diamond (Tier VII) furiataur. He had two massive bull horns that made him resemble a wild beast walking on its hind legs. His hulking physique was wrapped under a scarlet robe, and his scarlet eyes obscured by his hood’s shadow reflected a chilling glint. (T/N: A fiend bull)
The words carelessly scribbled on the blackboard behind him were:
【How to efficiently torture a human and collect Terror Energy from their shrieks.】
“Terror is different from charm, but they share the same fundamental properties… Our energy also stems from human faith. Our believers might not praise but fear us, but that is worship too. A dead worshiper is meaningless as only a living worshiper can provide energy to us.
“Jot this down. We have to instill fear in our prey while avoiding excessive torture that may cause death or insanity.
“What we do loses its meaning once our prey stops reacting to external stimulus, so the best kind of torture should be bearable. But it could backfire on you if your torture is too light too. For instance, your prey might relish in it. That’s another situation we have to avoid.
“Focus! You shouldn’t think you don’t need such knowledge just because you aren’t a furiataur. Even a succubus can learn a thing or two from this. Never let your prey think that they have grasped you. Only when you remain as a lofty existence will simps will they treat you like their deity… I hope you have learned more than just crude seduction techniques from Lilith.”
This was hell’s highest education institution, the Demon King Academy.
As the name suggested, it was a place where demon kings were nurtured
As the humans grew stronger, being a demon king was no longer as lucrative as it was five hundred years ago. One could say that they had become a consumable resource.
So, most students strove to be civil servants in the Demon Capital to escape the battlefield, and that was why they were focused
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