All the time the party was fighting, Lenus was confined in the middle of the platform under enormous pressure. He could feel the pressure being evenly concentrated on him from six directions, growing more and more every moment.

While he was suspended between the ground and the air, he was unable to think and review the events of a few moments before him, and under the influence of the deadly pressure waves, his veins stood out and water dripped from his mouth. As if in the depths of the ocean, he was under a lot of water pressure and could not breathe.

In that situation, the only thing he could do was to scream, but he was not aware that not only the sound of his screams, but also his image would not cross the fence; In other words, it was as if he was not there at all.

As time passed, the amount and intensity of the pressure increased, to the extent that Lenus felt that the bonds of his existence were really breaking. In addition to the external pain that had just started, the pressure also damaged the internal organs of Lenus.

A few moments later, some blood clots came out of Lenus's mouth and fell on the platform that had a circular pattern. After that, the pressure increased suddenly and stopped at the same time as Lenus's eyes turned black.

After the pressure waves dissipated, Lenus fell to the ground. His body was numb and he could hardly breathe. His clothes were torn due to the added pressure of the last few minutes, but they covered him to some extent. Some blood was hanging from his mouth and a slight vibration was created in the upper layer of his skin.

While he was trying to fight back the pain and suffering that had put his mind in distress and open his eyes, the blinding light of the crystal above his head prevented his eyelids from moving away. He could not even move his hands and cover his eyes so that the light would not disturb them.

It wasn't a few moments after he was released that a wave of oppressive pressure from the two statues lifted him off the ground again. The two statues were facing each other and the amount of pressure they brought was equal; Therefore, Lenus' balance was maintained while climbing.

This time, unlike the previous time, the pressure on Lenus was significantly less and his body did not feel terrible pain, but he still could not move even the tip of his finger.

Lenus's not very long messy hair was falling on his face and his head was hanging motionless like a marionette. As he was being carried up with his bloody and torn clothes, no doubt if anyone saw him, they would think that he was going to be hanged.

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Lenus's eyes were turning black. His field of vision was darkened all around. He didn't even have an iota of strength in his body to open his mouth and ask for forgiveness from his torturer. Of course, his disturbed mind could not process anything other than this thought.

Suddenly, the pressure hit him in such a way that his face was forced and involuntarily transformed into a normal state so that he could see the scene in front of him; It was as if the oppressive statue had pulled back from behind him and intended for him to see what was in front of him.

As soon as his face came up, Lenus saw something that stunned him. The headless corpse, which was still kneeling on the ground while bleeding from its severed neck, and blood was pouring out of its chest wound, was a little beyond the bloody head that was attached to the headless corpse a few minutes ago.

A little further away, two lifeless bodies were left side by side on the ground. From the chest of one of them, who was wearing a white dress with gold and silver decorations, blood was gradually pouring out, and his throat was so torn that the point of connection between his body and his head was nothing but a layer of torn skin. The other corpse had no hands like the previous corpse, but its head was intact. There was also a deep gap in his side from which a stream of blood flowed to the ground.

At first, Lenus did not recognize them, but until he saw the bloody mallet and the red golden staff, his suspicion became certain for a moment. Those dismembered and slaughtered corpses were those with whom he made a friendship pact, went on adventures with them for nearly half a year and spent bitter and sweet days with them.

Robert, Selena, Kevin; How did he forget them?

Lenus still didn't understand how intense the pressure was that it even burned the tree of his thoughts. He just watched the heartbreaking scene in empty and empty silence, which was nothing but the result of a brutal and one-sided battle.

In an instant, he remembered all his memories with them. When they got to know each other, when they became friends, when they were happy and industrious, when they faced danger, and sometimes there was friendship and enmity, shyness and pride, laziness and motivation, happiness and sadness, fear and anger. He saw everything clearly on his screen.

He was slowly coming out of shock and wanted to cry, but due to excessive pressure, his eyeballs were dry. His mind was on the verge of crying, but his body was unable to carry out his mind's command.

Finally, with the same posture, he squeezed his throat. He was panting, opening and closing his eyes and trying to pour out his feelings.

Lenus was not afraid of this event; Although at first he was horrified, but when he saw the orcs on top of the corpses, this feeling quickly turned to anger. His eyes now saw nothing but orcs. It was at this point that the suppressed anger in him erupted and came to the surface. Lenus was trying to scream, thrash around, take his magic wand and cut the throats of the orcs anyway.

With all these intentions and desires, the pressure from the other four statues started again and there was a confrontation between the movement of Lenus and the pressure waves.