Regal Guard of Dragon

Sienna couldn't remember who the man was, but she told Finn anyway, “I'll remember him if I can see his face."

Maybe, Finn thought. He just didn't think things would be so easy to solve. They were still in danger.

Sure enough, when Cruz finally remembered Finn and Sienna the mysterious guy did not appear again.

Maybe he didn't steal the antidote, so he didn't come again, as he couldn't save them.

Finn was lifted up, and he saw Cruz sitting on the top step.

"I'd been thinking about it these days that maybe you're right. If I don't become a Martial Artist when she dies, then I may get myself into troubles," said Cruz to Finn.

“If I kill her, the people behind her will definitely find me one day, but I don't have the confidence to deal with them, and then I may have to escape for the rest of my life. I don't want to live such life. How contented my life is today to have so much to eat and drink!"

"So I have to improve the odds of winning."

As he said this, he laughed wildly.

Finn was curious of what he was going to do.

As Cruz laughed, Finn noticed an obscene-looking man next to Cruz. He looked tall and thin, and the wide and unclean clothes made him look loutish.

And as Finn looked at him, he turned his eyes to Finn.

But soon he turned his gaze away. He was more interested in Sienna. "If we could extract something from her blood for our use, it will definitely improve our performance,” the lanky man said to Cruz.

Finn was disgusted that they could do this to increase their strength. Just the thought of it would be against humanity.

But Finn also knew what Cruz meant by improving the odds of winning. He said to Cruz angrily, "You are so mad to believe such a ridiculous story.”

"What does it matter? She's going to die anyway, and I only take her blood before she dies. If it doesn't work, I have nothing to lose.” said Cruz indifferently.

What a vicious idea.

"Well, we've been talking about the woman, but how should I deal with you?"

Even Finn himself had forgotten this. But he had been captured, and he couldn't do anything now.

"Well, do you want to drink my blood, too?" Finn snorted.

The lanky man came to the front, smiling evilly, "You think too high of yourself."

Finn didn't imagine that he, who had reached the supreme stage of the Transformed Period, would be ridiculed one day.

"Even we have to refine blood, we'll only natural treasures. When we get the medicine, our strength will definitely increase and it's quite possible that we can reach Martial Artist stage.”

Finn sneered at the thought.

"Well, so you don't know if it's going to work. It's all in your imagination.”

The man froze for a moment.

"Let's wait and see! You won't say so after you've been tortured into a walking dead. I don't mind you keep talking bullshit now."

Finn was really surprised that they were going to turn him into a walking dead.

He had heard of such an evil method, but he had never seen it before. Human brain was actually very fragile, so it was very easy to be transformed.

And the cortex of the brain had its own role. If some place got stimulated, it would make people lose reason, while the instinct was remained.

The function of a walking dead was to be a hired thug.

That was worse than the way Sienna was treated.

"I haven't experienced what it's like to be a walking dead. That must be fun,” Finn smiled with relief.

The lanky man was very displeased.

"I will use the severest punishment on you and turn you into a walking dead in the most horrible form. You'll bite off your tongue in pain and then eat it without even knowing it."

What he said was horrifying, but Finn was probably the least afraid of pain, and he didn't think there would be anything that could match the pain he felt after the reversal of his powers.

"You'd better think more ways to deal with me, or you'll lose face if I don't even frown," Finn laughed.

The lanky man was so shocked:

"Well, you just wait!"

Then he went back behind Cruz.

Cruz seemed to be happy to see Finn being so unyielding. But now that his man was being insulted by Finn, he needed to comfort the lanky man.

"Well, when the thing is done, I'll give him to you, and you can do whatever you want with him! But let's deal with the woman first.”

The cruel torture would come next, and Finn looked at Sienna, but she remained indifferent. She gave Finn a faint look, which seemed that she didn't care about the horror she might face.

Cruz whispered to the man, then someone carrying some tools came over from behind Finn.

Finn saw that it was a strange set of medical equipment. There was a large sealed glass bottle, a platform for holding the glass bottles, and some other things.

Finn already guessed that these could be the tools they used to draw Sienna's blood.

Sure enough, seeing the things being brought in, the lanky man went to them with a smile.

From the kit he pulled out a sealed set of medical syringes. The syringes were thick, followed by a long, thin hose. They might use this to collect Sienna's blood.

Finn couldn't bear to look at it again.

"You'll go to hell for this,” Finn said indignantly.

"I won't mind what will happen after I die. I don't even know whether there's hell. So I'm not going to worry about it now."

As he spoke, the lanky man walked over to Sienna with a syringe. Compared to Finn, Sienna was really calm.

It was like it was not her who was about to face this.

As the man came closer and closer, Finn watched him and wanted to close his eyes. This was the first time he felt afraid. Even when he faced with Finley, he was this scared.

So, cruelty was the most frightening thing for a man.