บท 1281: Spreadeagle

He was spreadeagled and completely immobilized, confined in a dark sludgy place while being pushed and shoved from every direction simultaneously.

Hao Xuan could feel thousands of thin slimy strings moving all over his body. And when he opened his mouth to speak, those hair-like protrusions tried to immediately crawl inside of him.

"Mmmf!"

'Baracus!'

[Central Matrix Offline]

'You useless trash, restart!'

[Restart Unavailable for 380 Standard Seconds]

'Kill yourself!'

He closed his eyes and tried to concentrate but it wasn't easy. Every single nerve ending on his body was being attacked by these hair-like threads and as a result of that Hao Xuan felt like he was being submerged in a vat of acid while being burned alive.

It was a horrible sensation like no other. And if he wasn't already accustomed to being subjected to such a high degree of pain at every other step then it might have proven fatal.