It happened right after Victor faced 3rd wave of armies.
*Tell me the fucking truth... otherwise this rod goes straight through your neck.*
Victor's voice remained calm, almost disturbingly calm, while he held the metal rod just above the anus of the bloody, skinless, headless corpse restrained on the table.
The severed head rested on a silver tray nearby, its terrified eyes trembling violently.
*I-I already told you everything!* the head screamed in horror. *I don't know anything about Chosen Ones! I swear it! I've never even heard those words before!*
Victor's expression did not change.
According to this captive, he truly knew nothing about the so-called Chosen Ones, nor the mech-suit wielding the double-edged axe. However, there was one figure the man recognised.
The tailed metallic woman.
Even then, he didn't know many details.
