Chapter 526: I Don't Believe You. Come Try It, Then.

"Mercy! Mercy! Mercy!!" For Landon Zeeland, staying alive for even one more second felt like torture. He could only keep kowtowing to Stefan Zimmerman, again and again, until his forehead split and blood ran down his face, until it felt like his skull might crack. Regret gnawed him raw. Why had he been so stubborn? Why had he tried to play games? Even the demons in the Eighteen Levels of Hell probably didn't have it this bad. A full minute passed before Stefan finally stopped. His voice turned...