King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 1040 - 926: The Function of Witch Medicine

Joe Ga handed over the command of the ’Blue Whale’ to Qiao Liang, left him with Medic Bird and a team of Anteaters, and then boarded a speedboat to reach the riverbank.

On the riverbank, there was a simple wooden dock, with several small wooden boats scattered haphazardly, jumbled together.

This place used to be a small village that subsisted on fishing, but now there was no one left.

As soon as Joe Ga landed, he was hit by a strong stench of rot...

He followed a muddy path up to the high ground where the village used to be, and saw ’Grey Wolf’ and his men gathered around a large pit...

Inside the pit, a white man and several Black men were using their hands to scrape dirt...

When Joe Ga walked closer, he saw that over forty bodies lay scattered in the shallow pit, all shot in the back.

These people were forced at gunpoint to dig a massive pit, only to end up being buried within it themselves...

The ones who buried them hadn’t cared to cover the bodies properly; the thin layer of dirt was nowhere near enough to hide the stench of death, quickly attracting scavengers and insects from the jungle.

Watching the white man with a limp retching while scooping dirt off the corpses with his hands, Joe Ga turned to ’Grey Wolf’ and asked, "Who is that guy?"

’Grey Wolf’ pulled out a work ID and handed it to Joe Ga, saying, "That guy claims to be a Red Cross volunteer. The name on his badge is Benjamin Blake, though I’m convinced it’s a fake."

As he spoke, ’Grey Wolf’ unzipped a large black bag at his feet, revealing luggage, a stash of unmarked pills, and several vials of pale golden liquid...

"This guy tried to discreetly toss the bag into the river when we boarded the ship to inspect."

"If ’Capybara’ hadn’t fished it out, we wouldn’t have been able to confirm his identity."

As Joe Ga saw that the shallow pit was nearly cleared, he turned to ’Grey Wolf’ and asked, "Who are these Black men?"

’Grey Wolf’ shrugged and replied, "Three of them are wandering Wizards, the others are thieves who’ve spent years lurking along the Congo River.

Benjamin Blake hired them..."

After listening, Joe Ga nodded and said, "Have them pull all the corpses out. Elephant will take the photos as evidence and compile everything that happened here into a report to send to TC.

Don’t alert Jemma Alexander just yet; ask him to quietly investigate Benjamin Blake’s identity and dig into who he’s connected to in the Red Cross.

I want a full list..."

As he spoke, Joe Ga glanced at the Black men, sneaking furtive looks at him even as they worked. His face darkened, and he said, "The thieves on the Congo River must know the terrain like the back of their hands.

Interrogate them separately. I want to know where they’ve been, what they’ve done, and why they showed up here."

’Grey Wolf’ nodded firmly, saying, "No problem, Boss. It’s just going to take some time..."

Joe Ga looked at Benjamin Blake, who remained silent with his head down, and sneered, "I don’t think it’ll take that long..."

Turning away, Joe Ga found the old monster ’Spider’ and said, "Find an empty room, pick one of them, and flay him alive for the others to see..."

’Spider’ froze for a moment before grinning and licking his lips, then said, "Boss, give me forty minutes. They’ll all spill their guts willingly..."

Watching ’Spider’ summon a group of Anteaters and herd all the captives into a thatched hut...

Joe Ga sensibly positioned himself upwind, deliberately avoiding watching ’Spider’s flaying performance.

That spectacle had a unique effect of stripping away one’s humanity—every additional second spent watching it felt like his own humanity was being drained. frёewebnoѵēl.com

’Grey Wolf’ hadn’t seen this before. As the cries of agony erupted from the hut, he and his team squeezed closer for a glimpse, then retreated to Joe Ga’s side with an uneasy expression...

"Boss, the guy’s still alive. Those old monsters are insane..."

With his hand gripping a crucifix, Dorian faced the direction of the thatched hut, muttering a prayer, "God bless," then turned to ’Grey Wolf’ and said, "Buddy, you’ve got it wrong. They’re not insane...

From the Eastern perspective, ’Spider’ is exorcising those Evil Ghosts.

First, he forces the Evil Ghost to confront its true self. Then he persuades it to willingly step into the fire and cleanse its sins."

’Grey Wolf’ gave Dorian a disdainful shake of his head, saying, "If you’d put down that crucifix, I might actually believe you..."

Dorian replied earnestly, "You don’t understand. Sometimes I feel I’m not devout enough, so I need to seek help from God.

I’m serious; I’ve studied the methods these old monsters use. They never kill out of emotion or personal whim.

Their cruelty always has a purpose!"

’Grey Wolf’ thought back to what he had just witnessed, shaking his head violently to dispel the memory...

It wasn’t that ’Grey Wolf’ found it particularly disgusting. But the despair—the sheer, infectious despair of watching your skin peeled away while still alive yet utterly powerless to stop it—was too overwhelming!

As he watched Dorian muttering prayers, ’Grey Wolf’ traced a solemn cross over himself and said, "What you’re saying makes some sense. Just don’t tell ’Spider’ what I looked like earlier..."