"What does this mean?" Felix asked.

The gatekeeper only smiled, offering no hints at all.

The cart was still there, fully stocked with torture tools, which meant he still had to inflict pain on someone.

Felix frowned, deep in thought. Then, as if realizing something, he looked down at his own body. Since no one else had appeared, the target this time must be himself.

With that thought, he lifted his right hand. A sickening crack echoed through the room as he snapped one of the fingers on his left hand.

Since he had to hurt himself, there was no hesitation. This kind of pain was nothing compared to everything he'd been through. In fact, this final challenge felt like the easiest one yet.

After breaking all five fingers, he broke his left arm. The bone pierced through the skin, grotesquely exposed to the air.

Just looking at it was enough to make someone recoil in agony, but Felix remained unfazed. After all, this level of pain was insignificant to him.

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