Han Sen's heart raced, but he still pretended to be surprised and asked Zhu Ting, "There are more creatures than sacred-blood creatures?"
"Otherwise, why do you think Ning Yue paid so much to invite you here?
Do you think it's so easy to break the rules and get a child with no background into an aristocratic academy?
Why would Ning Yue pay so much to kill a sacred-blood creature? "Zhu Ting did not answer, but asked a series of questions.
"Of course, I have considered this. However, it is hard to believe that there are more creatures than sacred-blood creatures. The Alliance does not have such information," Han Sen continued to probe.
"How long has the Alliance been in God's Sanctuary?
It had been less than two hundred years, and the Alliance didn't know much about what had happened in the sanctuaries.
Whether there are more creatures than sacred-blood creatures, we will not know until we kill them. Both the Alliance and the Nings are hoping to find out. "
"Since they have not found out, how do you know there must be more creatures than sacred-blood creatures?" Han Sen looked at Zhu Ting and asked.
Zhu Ting smiled and said, "It is not good for you to know too much. Now you have three choices. Sell me your dagger, work with me to kill the creature, or die from the poison. You are smart. I think you know what to choose."
"Although I am not smart, I know what to choose." Han Sen smiled and strode to Zhu Ting.
"I don't want to kill anyone. Don't push me. If I can't get it, I will never let the Nings get it." Zhu Ting's face became cold, staring at Han Sen fiercely.
Han Sen did not even bother to say a word. He simply thrust the dagger towards Zhu Ting like a bolt of lightning.
Zhu Ting snorted coldly and released a strange fragrance. He thought that Han Sen, who was already poisoned, would be poisoned immediately after being stimulated by his poisonous fragrance. Although Han Sen would not die immediately, he would feel as if his whole body was being cut by thousands of knives. At that time, he would capture Han Sen first.
However, Han Sen's expression did not change at all. The dagger went straight into Zhu Ting's body, which made Zhu Ting's face change.
Zhu Ting quickly used Seven Twists to dodge the dagger. The dagger was so sharp that he could not fight it with his fists or weapons. He had no choice but to dodge.
Zhu Ting was shocked. Not to mention why his poison did not work on Han Sen, he thought it would be easy to escape from Han Sen with his Seven Twists. However, he soon found that he could not escape at all.
In addition, Zhu Ting found that his range of movement was getting smaller and smaller, and he was about to be cornered.
"Stop! We can talk about it. You won't get much from helping Ning Yue kill that creature. I can give you more than he can," Zhu Ting shouted in horror, seeing he was cornered.
Bang!
Han Sen ignored him and punched Zhu Ting in the face. Zhu Ting's nose was bleeding, and there was an obvious fist mark on his face. Zhu Ting covered his face and squatted on the ground. Bang!
Bang!
Han Sen ignored him and beat Zhu Ting up without saying a word.
Zhu Tinren was dumbfounded. It was fine that he could not beat Han Sen, but at most, he would be captured and killed. Or, at worst, he would be interrogated.
However, Han Sen did not say a word and kept beating him up. Zhu Ting's tears and snot were running down his face.
Zhu Ting wanted to fight back, but he found that he could not fight back at all in front of Han Sen. If he tried to fight back, he would be beaten even harder.
However, even if he did not fight back, Han Sen did not mean to stop. His fists fell on Zhu Ting's body and penetrated his internal organs. Zhu Ting was in so much pain that he was about to scream.
After Zhu Ting could no longer move, Han Sen stopped. Zhu Ting thought Han Sen was finally going to stop. However, what happened next was even worse. Han Sen was also good at dislocating bones and tendons. He grabbed Zhu Ting's body and twisted it, making Zhu Ting scream like a pig being slaughtered.
"Stop beating me. Ask me whatever you want … Ah … I will tell you whatever you want to know … Ah …" Zhu Ting begged for mercy while screaming.
"Let's not talk about the questions first. I don't like you right now. Let's talk about it after I vent my anger and you are still alive."
Han Sen answered casually and twisted his hand again. With a crack, Zhu Ting's shoulder joint was dislocated by Han Sen.
Zhu Ting screamed and cursed in pain. He was about to call Han Sen "grandma". Zhu Ting regretted it so much. Why did he mess with Han Sen?
Han Sen was simply a pervert.
He did not kill Zhu Ting and did not ask any questions. He just kept torturing Zhu Ting, and Zhu Ting could not even give him an explanation. Han Sen was simply inhuman.
Zhu Ting wanted to kill himself so that he would not be tortured anymore. However, he found that all the joints in his body had been dislocated by Han Sen. He could not use any strength at all. His body was no longer his own. He did not even have the ability to commit suicide.
Finally, Han Sen might be tired. He let Zhu Ting's body twist into a strange shape and fell to the ground with tears on his face. He then sat down on a stone nearby.
"Well, I am very democratic. Now I will give you two choices. One is to answer my questions, and the other is to answer my questions honestly. You choose." Han Sen looked at Zhu Ting seriously.
"Ah ba … Ah ba … Ah ba …" Zhu Ting's lips moved and made a very strange sound, but he could not say a word.
He was angry and anxious. "Are you f * cking human?
You've dislocated my lower jaw. Who's going to answer your question? "
"Oh, I forgot."
Han Sen walked over to Zhu Ting and lifted his chin. With a click, Zhu Ting's jaw was fixed back in place.
"You are not human."
Zhu Ting cursed in his heart, but he did not dare to say a word. He was really scared of Han Sen.
Han Sen was not the most ruthless person he had ever seen, but he had a very strange temper. In addition, Han Sen could ignore his poisonous scent, which made Zhu Ting feel scared.
"You said there are more creatures than sacred-blood creatures. What are they?" Han Sen looked at Zhu Ting and asked.
Although Han Sen did not say anything threatening, Zhu Ting felt a little scared being stared at by Han Sen. In addition, his twisted meridians were still hurting. Zhu Ting did not dare to hesitate and answered directly, "I don't know. It's just a guess. No one has really killed such a creature."
"You are willing to pay such a big price for a guess?" Han Sen said and was ready to fight again.
"Don't … Don't hit me … I'm telling the truth.
I'm just guessing.
If I had that kind of ability, Ning Yue wouldn't have asked you for help, and I wouldn't have risked being exposed.
The dagger in your hand is the most likely weapon to kill that kind of creature.
It has never been seen before.
There are many creatures that are suspected to be above sacred-blood class, and no one can hurt them, let alone kill them …" Zhu Ting shouted.