Assassination System Chapter 133 Harder to Die than to Live

Dan's unbelievable calmness when he said these words made the blood inside One Strike's veins run cold. His fellow disciples that heard his words lifted a vicious smile on his lips. Their expressions indicated that they could not wait to vent their frustrations on him.
Dragging One Strike, out. The former couldn't even fight back under the suppression of multiple Spirit Tempering Realm cultivators. The disciples who held his figure suppressed their urges to kill him right there and now. Grinding their teeth, they knew that they had to make One Strike experience a life worse than death before they should kill him.
Binding him with ropes, Dan carried One Strike who remained silent all this while at the center of the group and the disciples of the Paradyne Academy, with Dan as the leader started their discussion regarding torture methods.
One suggested drowning the latter, while the others suggested generic torture methods such as flaying and scalping, but Dan denied all of these suggestions, saying that it was too average and there should be one torture method out there that would suit someone as despicable and perverted like One Strike.
"Then, Senior, what should we do? We can't think of any other torture methods such as these..." A male disciple scratched his head in awkwardness. One Strike's expression looked tragic and indescribable, earlier he had just imagined himself standing at the apex and looking down at everything from the heavens itself, but now, he was at his lowest point with these people even discussing how they would torture him.
Dan thought for a moment and his memories regarding his past life's torture methods and capital punishment surfaced in his mind.
"Now, that I think about it, this bastard also raped some of our female disciples, right?" A vicious smile lifted on Dan's lips along with a vile idea as his gaze swept across his fellow disciples.
Upon hearing Dan's words, the disciples' mood sunk to the bottom as they remembered Christine, the female disciple that One Strike blatantly raped. Not only that, but One Strike also killed Christine's lover. Such despicable crimes cannot ever be forgiven nor forgotten.
"Yes, Senior, that bastard did such things...We can never forgive him..." A male disciple interjected with reddened eyes. Veins bulged on his temples as a result of constantly fighting the urge to unleash his wrath.
"I see since I have confirmed everything, I finally found a befitting end for such a pervert like him..." Dan tapped on One Strike's forehead, sealing his sense of hearing before moving closer and indulging his fellow disciples about his torture method for One Strike.
When the disciples heard Dan's words, every one of them shivered in fear and terror. The men and women alike couldn't help but feel a shiver down their rear ends as the eyes that they used to look at One Strike changed into sympathy and pity.
One Strike's figure couldn't help but shiver when he saw the light within their eyes. Combined with the fact that Dan purposely revealed a vicious smile on his lips, fear sprouted inside One Strike's heart.
For the first time, someone as vicious as him felt fear. One Strike prided himself as a ruthless and merciless man that would stand stoically no matter how strong his enemies were. However, facing the unknown torture method that Dan fervently discussed with his fellow disciples with shining eyes, One Strike felt a premonition in his heart.
Several minutes later, the male disciples whom Dan instructed earlier, finally returned and brought with them two male wild horses. One Strike knitted his eyebrows, what are they going to do with those wild horses? He didn't understand why they did such an effort, after all, these horses didn't possess any cultivation and couldn't possibly injure his tempered body.
The female disciples who observed the horses couldn't help but feel fidgety as they averted their gazes. Dan controlled the horses and brought them closer to One Strike as he borrowed three pinkish pills from a male disciple.
When the pinkish pills came out, the air became filled with a strange, enticing scent. The disciples that surrounded Dan couldn't help but distance themselves, particularly the female disciples whose countenance flushed red.
Evidently, the three pills in Dan's palms were strong aphrodisiacs and staring at Dan's vicious smiles and his gaze that darted across the horses and his ass. One Strike's premonition was confirmed and he loudly wailed, "No please let me go, don't do this to me please, Senior, I'm begging you, don't do this to me..." His expression looked tragic and tears streamed down his face.
Dan coldly chuckled, "So you finally noticed our intentions? Too late, now it is time for you to experience how it feels like to be violated, don't worry, I heard that it feels quite good for the women so it won't be that bad..." Dan mercilessly shoved two of the pills down the throats of the horses while he shoved the last one down One Strike's throat.
Pinning him down on the ground, he stripped One Strike's clothes and made him bend over as the horses who swallowed the aphrodisiacs turned uneasy. The horses' eyes flashed in a crimson light and the lance on their bodies stood tall like a fortress.
One Strike kept on struggling under Dan and his companions pressure and when the horses went near his rear end, his cries became even more miserable as he pleaded for his life.
Unfortunately, for him, there was no time for a reprieve. As one of the horse positioned itself before powerfully thrusting.
~Kuuuh~
One Strike's eyes rolled and one could faintly hear a tearing sound reverberating across the forest amidst One Strike's anguished cries. Slapping sounds of skin clashing against something dull repeatedly echoed out and the female disciples who heard such cries couldn't help but shiver.
Even Dan and the male disciples who thought that they were quite vicious couldn't help but avert their gazes. One Strike's suffering continued for several hours until the first horse exploded right inside his body. By this time, One Strike's consciousness barely hung on his body because of the severe injuries that he suffered.
However, how could Dan let him die just like that? Forcefully feeding One Strike with recovery pills, the latter's body recovered from its previous state before he was violated and when the second horse's turn came, the heart-wrenching tearing sound of his rear end being destroyed resonated once again.
"Pwease...No more, let me gooo...I'll give you everything...I'll become your slave, your spy, please just let me go..." With the effects of the aphrodisiac inside his system, One Strike's body felt quite strange in each time the horse thrust its lance inside his body. With drool seeping out of his lips, One Strike pleaded for his life.
"Hahaha," Dan coldly laughed, "One Strike, you're really a strong man, to think that you would still have the face to plead for your life after being violated by such an animal..." Dan sneered and One Strike's pleading stopped. His expression shone in a light of understanding and his countenance turned into a tranquil acceptance.
"Yes, that's right, after having experienced this much, why should I live? I even killed my fellow disciples so even if I returned back to the Sect, they would also kill me..." One Strike suddenly laughed out loud like a broken machine. His wretched appearance, creepy laughter and paired with the fact that the horse continued its pounding on his rear-end.
One Strike was thoroughly broken in heart and soul. Right now, his desire to achieve the peak of cultivation has disappeared. Replaced by his overwhelming desire for the sweet release of death.
It was only until the horses violated him for thirty more times did One Strike received the permission to die.