Chapter 91: Bald, Torture

"Really?" Ray could only sigh in disappointment, his bald head shining in the light like a mirror.

"Forget it."

He sighed again as he walked out of the bathroom after brushing his teeth and poured himself a cup of morning coffee.

Usually, he liked to alternate between coffee and tea each morning—it was just his preference.

As the bitter taste of the coffee sank in, Ray felt refreshed.

"I wonder when I started to like this bitter coffee?" Ray thought with a strange expression slowly twirling the cup of coffee in his hand with a deep look.

It was the same coffee Vanessa liked.

At first, Ray hadn't enjoyed it either—it was too expensive and didn't suit his taste buds.

But he tried it again and again until he started to like it for some reason. Now, Ray primarily consumed this coffee; the adrenaline really kicked in.

While thinking about this, Ray walked into a damp and dark room, his gaze turning cold as he looked at the two women who were lying weakly in chairs, completely bound with chains/

"Have you guys had enough rest?" Ray smiled, but to the two girls, it looked like a devil's smile.

In the dark and damp room, not even Ray's bald head could shine.

Tak! Tak!...

As Ray's footsteps echoed in their ears, their bodies began to tremble in pure terror and horror, completely overwhelmed.

"Have you already recovered your mutation energy?" Ray's smile grew deeper as he stared at the black-cloaked figure.

"Yes." Natalia didn't dare to look into Ray's eyes as she stared at the ground.

"I really want to know who is hidden behind this black cloak," Ray muttered as he grabbed the cloak with both hands at the corners.

"Eh?"

Natalia was stunned on the spot. Before she could react, the tearing sound echoed through the dark room and her robes were torn in an instant with Ray's strength, not to mention a simple cloak even tearing a person wasn't hard.

"You..." Ray was stunned.

"Eh, no, no..." Natalia, feeling the pain, could only wail in a streak of agony.

But no matter how she begged, Ray cruelly clawed out one of her eyeballs and crushed it.

"Ahhhh–"

"You don't need eyes," Ray muttered, healing her with his skill despite her heart-wrenching screams.

She sobbed intermittently, tears streaming from her remaining eye. The hatred she felt for Ray deepened, but she didn't dare to voice it or even show it.

Natalia's breathing was ragged as she finally calmed down from the pain.

"I like it. Hate me as much as you want; I want exactly that." Ray murmured with a crazed smile, his hand moving to her hand and pinching it just enough to make her bone creak.

"Ahhhh–"

She screamed again.

"Tell me about the organisation," Ray said, his tone still low.

"I..."

"If you tell a single lie, I will kill you, bitch. If you think I won't, then don't even consider it." Ray's eyes were bloodshot.

"He is serious." Natalia could already feel the overwhelming killing intent from Ray and knew he was serious.

"The organisation is just a group of S-class awakeners from various parts of the world, united for mutual interests."

"Just that?" Ray narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, our interest is aligned, so if you count me, there are a total of 28 S-class awakeners and more than a hundred A-class awakeners," she said in a hurried tone.

"28!?" Even Ray was a little shaken by this number.

Never underestimate an S-class awakener. Although Natalia was one and he managed to deal with her, that was because she mostly supported from the sidelines.

Imagine if multiple S-class awakeners had laid an ambush and Ray had escaped from the illusion world at that time.

Even Ray couldn't have escaped that situation.