Deposed Crown Prince: After three years of service on the frontier, the entire court knelt and begge

Nie Bing's lips curled into a faint, cold smile, a smile devoid of any hint of amusement, only displaying the precision and cruelty with which she controlled her prey.

"What touching loyalty."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it clearly drowned out the sound of the waves and the wind, echoing throughout the entire dock.

“You place your faith in that man from the East, willing to live for him, die for him, and endure unimaginable torment for him. Your bones are hard, and your will... seems to have transcended the limits of physical pain. That’s good.”

Her tone suddenly shifted, and the chill intensified, like an ice storm in the Arctic:

"But have you forgotten? The person you've given everything for might be right here!"

These words struck like a thunderclap, resounding in everyone's hearts!

The patriarchs of the twelve families were immediately agitated, their suspicious gazes sweeping over each other even more frantically.

Victor King and Ed White gripped their weapons more tightly, their eyes scanning the direction of the Aurelius family with fierce intent. Sean's unusual behavior earlier was still a thorn in Victor's side.

Nie Bing ignored the reactions of the others.

Her gaze kept unconsciously drifting towards Sean Aurelius (Xiao Ce).

"He might be hiding among these 'distinguished' guests! Dressed in luxurious clothes, bearing the title of some illustrious family, pretending to be indifferent to your suffering, or even... appreciating all of this with his so-called 'curiosity' as if studying leeches!"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but glance in Xiao Ce's direction...

Clearly, Nie Bing has begun to have doubts about Sean Aurelius again.

Because, during her observation just now, the patriarchs of the twelve families, along with their followers, all behaved perfectly normally...

The only ones who were abnormal and unusual were the two brothers of Aurelius...

However, she maintained her own pace and continued speaking.

“Enjoy how his loyal followers are led step by step to hell for him!”

Her voice suddenly rose, filled with inflammatory mockery and anger!

"The man you believe in! He is right here! Watching you being skinned alive! Watching his most loyal dogs rot and stink for him!"

She abruptly turned to Morgana, her voice like a blade cutting through metal: "Lift your heads, Morgana! Look at every face on this execution platform! Tell me! The Xiao Ce who bestowed this so-called 'light' upon you, or his most trusted jackal!"

"Is he here?! Point him out! This is how you communicate and verify his identity! Once you point him out, you will all be freed from this misery immediately! In the name of the Illuminati, I pardon your betrayal! I grant you freedom! Even... I grant you wealth!"

The immense temptation was like a boulder thrown into stagnant water.

Thomson, Stone, and the others, who had maintained their resolute expressions, couldn't help but let a very subtle fluctuation flash across their eyes.

The instinct for survival and a fanatical belief clashed fiercely within him.

Xiao Ce found it somewhat amusing but wasn't in a hurry.

He remained remarkably calm, for he had already prepared a way to resolve the matter peacefully...

He wanted to see what his trusted confidants would do in such an extreme situation...

The expressions on the faces of those present were all uncertain...

Nie Bing keenly noticed the hesitation in Luna's eyes.

In that instant of hesitation, she abruptly stepped forward, almost touching Luna's face, and urged sharply, each word dripping with ice: "Speak! Or..."

She pointed to the giant branding iron burning brightest in the charcoal fire, which had already begun to emit an incandescent light and was obviously mixed with some special material, and next to it, a reinforced corrosive liquid filled with bubbling, eerie-colored liquid that emitted a sulfurous stench like boiling magma.

"I will have Vice President Victor personally give you a 'baptism of light' so you can experience for yourself whether the sea breeze of Lingas Port can cool down the temperature of this hellfire!"

Viktor King grinned maliciously, rolled up his sleeves, and grabbed the branding iron that gleamed with a terrifying white light.

The pressure was like a huge boulder, crashing down on the hearts of all the core prisoners!

At this critical moment!

Frank suddenly burst into a deafening burst of maniacal laughter, filled with extreme sarcasm and contempt: "Hahahaha! You're playing too low a game! You want to play mind games? You want to use freedom and wealth to buy us off for betraying our God? You underestimate the light of Lingas!"

His voice was hoarse like a broken gong, yet incredibly loud: "I, Frank, have already sold my life to Xiao Shen! You want to find him? Keep dreaming! Even if you put a knife to our throats and crush us into dust, you won't get a single useful word out of us! Brothers! Tell them, what are we afraid of?!"

"Born to be heroes! Die to be ghosts!" Thomson roared first, his voice slightly distorted, yet filled with the fervor of a martyr!

"Our hearts turn to the light! Our souls return to God Xiao!" Little Luna and the other core members roared in unison, their eyes filled with a resolute determination to die for their cause!

Xiao Ce was somewhat surprised to hear them speak some of the Xiao Kingdom's language.

It's not surprising that Nie Bing said Xiao Ce had brainwashed them.

To be honest, Xiao Ce felt a touch of emotion as he listened to their words.

At the same time, there was a hint of embarrassment. Xiao Shen?

This nickname sounds a bit childish and immature.

Especially the phrase they shouted: "Our hearts are turned toward the light! Our souls return to the god Xiao!"

However, it must be said that Xiao Ce's blood was boiling.

These individuals did not betray his trust.

Xiao Ce also said to himself, "Don't worry, I will make sure you are all safe and sound!"

The chaos inside the venue continues...

"You cowardly schemers and bloodsuckers will eventually be burned to ashes by the true sunlight! You Illuminati trash! Come on! Give us a quick death! Let's see if your instruments of torture are harder, or if the bones of us Lingas are harder!"

Morgana's voice drowned out all the noise. She struggled with all her might and spat bloody saliva hard onto the hem of Nie Bing's white robe, leaving a glaring scarlet stain!

This scene was tragic and devastating!

Her shouting.

At this moment, the horror of torture overwhelmed everything, causing even the Illuminati's henchmen on the execution ground to pause in shock.

Viktor King's hand, holding the branding iron, froze in mid-air, momentarily stunned by the resolute momentum erupting from this group of "die-hards".

However, Nie Bing's face darkened, as if ice covered a volcano.

The filthy blood and foam spread across her pure white robe, creating a nauseating tactile and visual impact.

The believers' complete and unwavering rejection not only shattered her "forgiveness and inducement" plan, but also represented the ultimate contempt for her and the power she represented!

Especially in front of so many "allies"! She felt an unprecedented sense of defeat and a deep, unspeakable fear stemming from her fear of Xiao Ce's power!

"Hard bones?"

Nie Bing's voice was cold and devoid of any warmth, as if the anger from before had settled into a purer killing intent.

"Then I'll show you what it means to have your soul tempered by the 'divine fire'!"

She stopped looking at the determined prisoners, and the last trace of warmth in her eyes vanished completely.

She whirled around, her gaze sharp as lightning, fixing on the heads of these families...

He then said, "Since the family patriarchs present and your confidants are all suspects... then you shall take action yourselves."

These words were like a bomb dropped on the execution platform!

Although these family patriarchs had allowed their servants to use torture before, asking them to do it themselves was indeed somewhat of a challenge for them...

Nie Bing's eyes were still like radar, scanning the people on the field.

"What? Do you have some kind of objection?"

Those present swallowed hard upon hearing Nie Bing's voice, which seemed to come from the depths of the underworld, but no one dared to respond.

Nie Bing said, "Neither of you are willing? Or..."

Before Nie Bing could finish speaking, the people on the other side immediately waved their hands, indicating that they did not mean that...

"No, President, we didn't mean that..."

"Yes, President, we didn't mean that at all. We're willing... but... but we won't..."

"Yes, President, these stubborn elements need to be dealt with..."

After listening to everyone's comments, Nie Bing nodded: "Alright, in that case, who will go first..."

Everyone had been enthusiastically chiming in, but after hearing Nie Bing's words, they instinctively lowered their heads...

Nie Bing saw this scene and was not surprised. She then smiled and said, "Since none of them are willing, I'll take attendance."

Seeing this, everyone nodded in agreement; after all, as long as they weren't the first, they were all willing to accept it...

This time, Nie Bing focused intently on Sean Aurelius's (Xiao Ce) face, which held an expression of "surprise" and a hint of "disgust."

“Mr. Sean Aurelius!” Nie Bing’s voice was as sharp as an icicle piercing the air!

"Since you're so interested in novel instruments of torture and admire the unyielding spirit of these traitors... why not experience firsthand what the Illuminati's 'divine grace' is really like? I'm curious, when this specially made Holy Fire Touch branding iron touches the skin of these sinners, will you still be able to maintain that 'academic curiosity' you had when studying blood leeches?"

Upon hearing Nie Bing's words, everyone's gaze instantly focused on Xiao Ce!

They knew very well that the first person Nie Bing would name was the one she suspected the most.

Actually, the reason why Nie Bing is keeping Sean Aurelius (Xiao Ce) in suspense is quite simple.

So it's either him or it's not him.

He also harbored a degree of doubt...

As Nie Bing spoke those words... Cassivus, standing next to Xiao Ce, felt his back instantly soaked with sweat!

Kate looked up abruptly, her eyes filled with disbelief and terror! Let "Ninth Master" personally torture Morgana?

He knew Xiao Ce's identity, and he also knew that Morgana was the person Xiao Ce trusted the most.

After all, these people had just expressed their sincere loyalty.

This is a hundred times more cruel than simply killing him!

At this moment, Victor King, standing to the side, grinned with an exaggerated and cruel smile, his eyes gleaming with bloodthirsty excitement: "The Chairman is wise! It's time to let those who only watch the show without contributing, or even those with ulterior motives, prove their determination to sever ties with the traitors!"

He rushed to Xiao Ce in a few steps, almost bumping into Cassivs' shoulder.

Without a word, he forcefully shoved a specially made branding iron, emitting thick white smoke and a pungent, burnt sulfur smell, towards Xiao Ce: "Come on! Young Master Sean! Let everyone witness the ruthless methods of the Aurelius family's businessmen! Don't just talk the talk!"

The branding iron was extremely hot, and it was close to my face.

Xiao Ce could even feel the fine hairs on his face and the tips of his hair curling slightly, making a soft "sizzling" sound. A wave of scorching heat rushed towards him, carrying a nauseating smell of charred flesh.

The clan leaders and their followers around him involuntarily took a step back, fearing they might be caught in the crossfire.

Xiao Ce's pupils contracted sharply under the extremely dangerous high temperature!

Time seemed to stretch out a thousand times.

Viktor King's bloodshot face, filled with a coercive and malicious smile...

Morgana, pinned down below, glanced at him out of the corner of her eye with a complex and desperate look in her eyes...

Nie Bing's cold phoenix eyes, like a precise scalpel, dissected her every subtle reaction...

Cassivs's tense body, on the verge of exploding, and the astonished, pitying, gloating, or indifferent gazes from the audience on the execution platform...

Everything converged into an immense, suffocating pressure, seemingly aimed directly at him.

However, what Xiao Ce felt at this moment was not pressure.

It's not so much excitement as it is a feeling of excitement.

Since he was going to use this face... this time Nie Bing directly named him as the first one.

Xiao Ce knew very well that this opportunity was once in a lifetime.

With proper handling, it's entirely possible to reverse the current situation...

So, he'll be excited.

Faced with Viktor King's aggressive stance at this moment.

The look of astonishment on his face was instantly replaced by an exaggerated, distorted expression of anger!

"Damn it! Viktor! You unruly stray dog! Who gave you permission to get this close to me! The smoke from your filthy branding iron is stinging my hair!!"

He suddenly raised his hand, not to catch the branding iron, but like a spoiled brat suddenly enraged and completely disregarding the consequences, he used all his strength to slap Viktor King's wrist holding the branding iron!

The movements were extremely exaggerated, with a clear sense of loss of control!

"Slap!" A crisp, unexpected slap rang out!

The force was so great that even a strong man like Viktor King staggered!

At the same time, Xiao Ce cried out in alarm, "Ah...it's hot...it's so hot!..."