Chapter 75 Punishment Room

Clang, clang~

The shackles clashed,

Luo Di walked along a corridor almost identical to the hospital's own, undeterred by the bizarre noises from other wards or the outstretched Blood Hands, clearly not his first visit here.

Nearly every cell here contained a "patient" adorned with a torture device, their movements constrained.

Most of them, even though they had a human form, did not possess human-like features, skin color, or certain other physical characteristics.

Yet Luo Di seemed to be an exception.

He wasn't confined within a ward, nor completely bound by a torture device, the only thing that might be considered a "constraint" was the thorned shackles.

Because the shackles ran right through the bone, grinding against muscle and bone, he couldn't run or else he risked easily tearing his ankle apart.

Traversing the hallway at a normal walking pace,

Where there should've been an elevator at the center of the floor, a spiraling staircase leading deep down was in its place.