Chapter 282: The Blissful Demon Lord, Demon Tamer

Ten demons stood in a row in a straight line, standing at attention.

Their bodies were covered with scars, some of which were so deep that the bones could be seen. Their internal organs were exposed and purple-black blood plasma was constantly oozing out.

There were also some demons whose limbs were twisted in strange ways, with their arms or legs, and their bones broken into countless pieces.

But they all stood there obediently, not moving.

Unlike their honest bodies, their expressions vary, some ferocious, some fearful, some sad.

Just a few minutes ago, these demons were half-crippled by their leader and dragged in front of Wen Rui one by one. He poked a finger into the back of their necks, pierced their spines, and injected a large amount of liquid nanorobots.

They all turned into cyborg monsters with only their brains free to think but their bodies completely out of control.

"I see, you are an evil wizard!"

The demon leader who personally wiped out the hunting team was furious. He widened his scarlet demon eyes and said angrily: "Only wizards can use magic spells to control the Rakshasa. Kill us quickly. It's better to die early than to live in such pain."

"It's hard to communicate normally." Wen Rui spread his hands towards the Rakshasa woman and said, "The gap in cognitive level is too big. Do you have any good suggestions? How can I make these guys with muscles in their brains understand that they should show me due respect based on their strength and status?"

"I don't have a good solution. Rakshasas are very stubborn, especially the male ones."

The Rakshasa woman said: "The Asura King and the Rakshasa King both dared to openly rebel against the Three-phase God and wage war against the Supreme God. They would not feel any regret when death came. They are not afraid of death, and even feel happy when hearing about war. They are keen on killing and being killed."

"I just don't believe that a few ordinary Rakshasa demons can have the will of the Rakshasa King."

Wen Rui's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "It doesn't matter if you are not afraid of death. I know too many ways to make life worse than death. I also know how to make people feel like they are in heaven and want to die!"

"The demon race is a race recognized by the Heavenly Dao. Killing them will not only not bring you merit, but will actually increase your merit. I wanted to save you and give your race a chance to survive, but you didn't know what was good for you and were stubborn. You can't blame me for being too cruel in my training methods."

"This is called having a heart of a bodhisattva and using thunderbolt methods!"

After saying that, Wen Rui snapped his fingers, and the ten demons showed extremely painful expressions. Their bodies were unable to move, but the nerves in their bodies were stimulated and itchy with unbearable pain.

After the pain, they felt extremely blissful and comfortable, and they again revealed expressions of ecstasy.

This combination of ice and fire has been used on Luan Qingyu and Gu Changfeng. The effect is extremely good and can easily destroy a person's will to resist.

I just don't know if it will work against the demons.

The ten demons kept groaning, and the groans mixed together, making it impossible to tell whether they were groans of happiness or pain.

Wen Rui saw such a cruel scene, but he remained expressionless, rational and heartless, appearing extremely cold.

The Rakshasa woman felt uncomfortable just watching from the side. There was something ambiguous in her eyes when she secretly glanced at Wen Rui.

"Boss Wen, are you really a human being? You don't act like a human being."

The Rakshasa girl bravely asked in a low voice: "Actually, I've wanted to say this for a long time. When I first saw you, I noticed that you carried a very, very thin demonic aura."

"Eh? What nonsense are you talking about? I am a second-generation god with a good family background."

Wen Rui was watching the demons being tortured, calculating their heart rates and brain waves, trying to figure out how to more efficiently destroy the will of the tortured from the perspective of data analysis. Hearing what the Rakshasa woman said, he was also stunned: "I admit that I do things a little unscrupulously, but that's how the human race is. When evil people are ruthless, their bottom line is much lower than that of demons. You can't question my species because of this."

"As a member of the Rakshasa royal family, I am extremely sensitive to demonic energy."

The Rakshasa woman said seriously: "The Chaos Demon God of ancient times also left many descendants in the human world. As the bloodline was passed down from generation to generation, it gradually became thinner. Is it possible that you really have some demon blood?"

"Well, now that you mentioned it, it really reminded me!"

Wen Rui suddenly realized, "My father Wen Zhong has three eyes. He was born with three eyes, not cultivated. How can a normal person have three eyes? I always thought he was a descendant of an alien race like the Three-Eyed Clan."

"My aptitude for cultivating immortals is so poor. Could it be that my demon bloodline has awakened due to my ancestral regression, which has suppressed the efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy?"

"I previously studied modifying my own genes, but because I couldn't get a genetic sample from a pure-blood demon race, I couldn't make a comparison, so I really didn't study this aspect."

"If I have half-demon blood, many things would make sense."

"Indeed, many things make sense now..." Rakshasa said meaningfully.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"No, it doesn't mean anything, it means literally!"

"You're slandering your leader. I think you deserve to be punished..."

Wen Rui was furious. The Rakshasa woman trembled and her legs softened as she prostrated herself in front of Wen Rui. "Boss, please spare me. I am loyal to you and my words of warning are well-intentioned. If you have demon blood, it would be much more convenient for you to act as a demon in the fierce demon domain than as a human."

"Stand up straight, don't kneel!" Wen Rui pulled the Rakshasa woman up and said, "There is no such thing as kneeling in our corporate culture. I am just going to deduct your salary, and at most I will just fire you. What are you afraid of?"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

The Rakshasa woman agreed meekly, but she kept glancing at the demon who was being tortured to death.

These demons who came from tribes really didn't know what fear was, and it was difficult to force them to surrender by simply using painful torture.

However, that little bit of happy reward is a rationality crusher.

Luan Qingyu and Gu Changfeng were still able to struggle a little relying on their pride and moral bottom line, but the demon who was the aggregate of desires fell at the speed of light. After just a few rounds, he burst into tears and snot, piously praising Wen Rui as the "Lord of Paradise", and begging him devoutly to bestow more boundless bliss upon him.

Wen Rui couldn't help but feel powerless. His original intention was to do business with the demons, but now it seemed like it was just a shitty business. A small happy reward with almost zero selling cost could make the demons submit to his power.

It's worthy of being called a devil. It's not easy to learn good things, but once you learn bad things, the speed of degeneration is outrageous!

But that was not his intention.

In an emergency, Wen Rui did not have the time to compete with a group of simple-minded but strong-limbed demons. This generation of demons was probably useless, so he could only place his hopes on the next generation.

The ten demon hunters were tamed by Wen Rui in this way. In order to get a little bit of happy reward, they took the initiative to act as guides.

The chief demon turned into a mount and carried Wen Rui on his back, while the other demons acted as guards, crossing mountains and rivers and heading straight for the demon tribe.

(End of this chapter)

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