"Let me out! You bunch of beasts! Kill, kill, kill! I'm going to slaughter you all!"
A Suppressing Talisman had been affixed, suppressing his limbs and torso. The wolf-headed, human-bodied demon howled crazily. His eyes were blood-red, veins bulging, and his gums gruesomely exposed—a terrifying sight.
He lay tied up on an iron bed.
Two people stood on either side of him.
The light from above cast their faces into deep, obscure shadows.
"Begin," the woman on the left spoke first. The man beside her nodded slightly, picking up an iron bucket from a nearby wooden rack.
The bucket's lid was opened, revealing a bright red substance, boiling continuously, constantly transitioning between liquid and gas—a bizarre material.
"What are you doing! Let me go!"
Seeing the man lift the iron bucket to pour its contents onto him, the Wolf Demon's voice trembled with alarm, instinctively trying to struggle.
But his limbs and body were firmly suppressed by the talisman.
