In a vast underground room at a secret location in the North of Angaria.
If anyone could stand in the corner of this room and hearing the sounds emanating from within, they would definitely be convinced that this was some kind of torture chamber where helpless souls were being inflicted endless pain and suffering.
However, if they entered, they would see that the sounds were ing from people who seemed to be submerged in pools of green, boiling liquid with only their head on the outside.
The underground room looked like it had been excavated recently using magic, which was evident from the clean cuts in the earth and the fact that all kinds of worms and snakes regularly drilled through the earth in the sides, not knowing that their routine path was how inhabited by multiple people who seemed to be experiencing having their bodies cooked alive.
Suddenly, a man teleported to a spot in the center of the room before shouting, "Shut up! If you can't even handle this amount of pain, you're all useless! If I hear even a squeak, I'll make sure you lose some more organs instead of letting you regenerate what you already lost!"
As the shout reverberated through the room, all 9 people shut up, with some even biting their lips so hard that blood dripped from their mouths into the liquid.
"That's better."
Flicking his finger, this man made a stone throne appear in front of him before sitting down and stretching leisurely.
The room had several pools dug out, but they had varying sizes.
The largest was right in front of him, and inside it was the perpetrator of the heinous act that had shaken the continent itself during the Olympics.
Only, he was almost pletely unrecognizable now.
He had long hair before, and he had been more or less handsome.
Now, his head was pletely bald, and there was something wrong with his face.
There were blisters everywhere, making him look like some kind of grotesque burn victim.
"Son, do you want me to dial down the concentration of the liquid?
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