Hicka produced a heart-wrenching screech that made everyone's scalp tingle in dread. However the main source of their terror wasn't his screaming but the scene that unfolded afterwards.

His hair started to fall, and in no time, he became bald without a single hair in his head. Even whiskers fell like a plant that caught a plague. But the terror had just begun—black mote surfaced on his skin and spreaded over his body, covering his entire being in black specks.

As the process continued, Hicka's howls grew ceaselessly; one could not envisage what kind of pain he must be going through to scream like this horrendously. His voice turned hoarse and croaky, his flapping and fumbling and quivering body started to lose its strength. In the end he could only twitch, but not move.

However this wasn't the end. The black skin over his body turned gloopy, and the yellow pus-filled his body. The twitching over his bald scalp could be seen—then something even more horrifying happened. His ears started to melt, turning into liquid and dripping on the ground, bit by bit, drop by drop.

Then his nose turned into fluid, rolling down from his face, his lips vanished as well, revealing black—that should be pink—gum inside his mouth. Hicka truly had turned into a man of horror at this moment.

"This this?!" Association Leader Barret Duncan screamed. Others also gawked at the scene with spooked gazes. None of them had seen such a thing ever in their lives. Such a horror could only happen in nightmares, not in real life.

"This is too horrifying." The elder that acted arrogantly just a few minutes before, was shivering like a scaredy-cat and gulping down with trepidation. He looked aged than before, weak and feeble and older. If he had known that this innocent and frail-looking kid was this nightmarish, even someone had beaten him to death, he would have never dared to come here. Alas, there was no medicine of regret in this world.

Behind both of them stood Elder Yel timidly. He had no courage nor strength to speak at this moment. His face portrays the dread inside his heart. His legs trembled, and it looked like he wouldn't last long; but he remained standing, gawking at Hicka and his rotting self.

On the other side, Fenon and others had already wet their pants; Jenna wasn't an exception. All of them gathered at the corner timidly and looked at the horror taking place in front of their eyes. None of them paid heed that they had already pissed their pants and the liquid puddled under their feet as the reek wafted them.

Just when everyone thought that this nightmare was about to end, something more scalp-tingling and terror-stricking started to happen—inside the pus small worms started to wriggle. As that happened, Hicka gave a heart-wrenching screech and once more started to howl like a madman on the floor.

Now even Kadyn felt his heart clenching in trepidation. This Punishment Worse than Death was too horrifying, too too horrifying. Inside the pulpy head of Hicka wrigglers squirmed. In no time his entire body filled with maggots. Twisting and turning and eating the fresh pus that had formed on his skin. The rotten stench of the flesh wafted the entire hall.

Kadyn had the urge to vomit but he controlled himself. However others couldn't hold. Barret and Elder Yel and the old man shot the food out of their mouths that they had eaten not long before.

As Kadyn's heart was filled with disgust and unease, a voice sounded inside his head.

[Punishment worse than death has completed]

Kadyn couldn't help but think that the maker of the system must be some kind of crazy maniac to do such a thing. Then again, betrayal could be really fatal sometimes—it could destroy empires and clans and even civilisations in a matter of a blink and turn them into dust. So it wasn't too surprising that the system gave such a harsh punishment for a betrayal. He wondered if the creator of the system was betrayed by someone, for him to be this harsh towards this certain aspect.

At this time yelling of the kid on the ground also stopped, and he laid on the floor without any movement. However Kadyn could tell that he wasn't dead. System won't let him die this soon, or how could it consider punishment worse than death? He needed to live, live like this, fumbling everywhere, a life worse than death. Furthermore Kadyn didn't feel any remorse either. Because he didn't just come to him with ulterior motives, he was a murderer and a rapist.

Even in his previous world, Kadyn believed that rapists—were worse than killers—should be sentenced to death. However those moronic politicians never took action regarding this, speaking that death was unfair punishment. It was because of that those people dared to do such disgusting acts. They had no fear of law, as they knew they would be able to escape easily after committing such a crime.

He looked at the boy covered in yellow slime and frowned. How should I send him out of this place? Of course, he didn't want to touch that gross skin and drag him out of his shop. At this moment his gaze fell on the group of youngsters and his eyes lit up.

"You come here," he said with a commanding tone. Not giving any room to argue.

Fenon and others heard him and started to howl and beg.

"Please, please, forgive me. I was stupid, bastard, mother-fucker, to have the courage to fight with you. Sir, please, I don't want to be like that. I would become a horse or dog if you want. One chance, one chance, please." Fenon urged with a snotty nose and crying eyes. However no one mocked him. After seeing that scene of horrors, how could they care about these petty things?

Kadyn gawked at them and curled his lips. He knew they had mistaken his intentions, but he had no desire to correct them. He peered at them sternly and said. "If you don't want to turn like that abomination. Take him out of the shop. I don't care where you will throw him, but I don't want to see him near my shop ever. Do you get it?"

All of them looked at Kadyn blankly, then a sick expression appeared on their faces. They were already having difficulty controlling the urge to puke. However Kadyn didn't give them a second choice. Either take him out of the shop or accompany that horror of a man. The choice was obvious.

Just when they moved towards the man filled with pus and rotten skin and stench worse than a rotten dog, Kadyn's voice sounded. "You would remain here, Jenna."