MTL - Death Notice-v2 Chapter 34 Angel

In the woods not far from the open space of the cottage, the Maya witches had large hands and their feet were stacked together and nailed to a tree surrounded by four people.

"You...want you want to torture me?" The Maya witches are ridiculous and have a disdainful look on their faces. "Young people, do you want your sister to teach you a few tricks of torture?"

This Maya witch named Mesa has already recovered from the panic. She is very ashamed of the fear she has shown in front of an ordinary exorcist. She wants the language to anger Qin Lun and let herself be free. .

The Exorcist and the Maiha Witch are two groups that are incompatible with each other. There is no possibility of reconciliation at all. No matter which side wins, the best end to being a prisoner is death.

In comparison, the witch is much easier to be a prisoner, and the most feared death penalty is to be purified by the Holy Light. Once the exorcist becomes a prisoner, the end will be miserable. Many exorcists will lie on the witch's test bench and be made into magical creatures.

But now it seems that the exorcist in front of him seems to want to torture her to retaliate against the heavy casualties of his companions.

However, the witch is indeed qualified to despise the torture means of most exorcists. Their bodies are transformed by undead strength, the nerves are slow to respond, and the witch's spiritual will is generally strong enough to cut off the body's reaction in the mind.

Except for the few injuries that directly affect the soul, most of the torture methods have no effect on them.

"Through?" The youth who was controlled by the murderer Joey seemed to have a slight glimpse, and the skin laughed and opened his mouth without a smile.

"The weak boy did prepare some questions. However, Uncle Joey never tortured this low-level thing. I only care about 'art.' You reminded me that in order to avoid being disturbed by the creative process, It is better to let you shut up first!"

Joey smirked and walked forward. In the horrified eyes of the witch, she broke the broken sword into her mouth and agitated her tongue and vocal cord a few times.

"Yes, it's time to start!" Joey touched his chin and smirked and pulled out the criminal dagger who had pierced the witch's core.

In fact, the heart of the Maya witch is equivalent to the heart of mankind, but there are some differences. Once the human heart is damaged, it will basically die, and the witch's core will have self-healing ability.

Want to kill the witch by hurting the core of the heart, if you want to completely crush the core of the heart, or use the magical instrument with longevity power to pierce the core of the heart, use the power of longevity to reject the undead power in the core of the heart.

Qin Lun’s sinful dagger broke the core of the heart, but did not let the witch die immediately because the sin dagger was different from the weapon used by the exorcist. The sinful dagger is slowly swallowing the core of the heart, not the undead power inside the emptying.

The sinful dagger turned a knife flower in Joey's hand, and plunged into the witch's chest and dragged it down.

"Hey!" A dark green liquid spurted out like a water arrow. Joey skillfully tilted his head to let the water arrow fly. The blood emitted two strange lights, and his eyes focused on the dagger in his hand, and began to "dissection". The body of the witch.

Joey's "anatomy" is different from ordinary anatomy, he is a layer of the outer and inner layers. First, the skin, the witch's tough skin, such as cowhide, was expertly separated by a dagger and then flattened to the trunk.

The Maya witch, who looks like a cross-shaped nail on the trunk, has a layer of film wings behind her, like a peacock opening screen, and a crucifixion angel crucified.

Then muscles, Joey carefully separated the different muscle groups with a dagger, pulled out a piece of muscle fiber, straightened and fixed on the membrane to form the delicate feathers on the wings.

"Your skin is the perfect piece of art, but the muscles are somewhat decaying, not flexible, not the best feathers!" Joey obsessedly touched the layer of angel wings fixed on the trunk.

"Your performance is also very good. I haven't been fainted until now! Persevere, come on!" Joey made a fist and made an inspirational gesture. He was close to the witch's ear and asked softly, "How? If you want to take a break, let's start the second half of the work!"

At this time, the Maiha witch could not hear what Joey said, shaking, his eyes whitening, and a dark green foam in his mouth, like a patient with epilepsy. After Joey’s so-called artistic creation began, the witch suddenly found her judgment wrong.

Every time the sinful dagger cuts on her, she is consuming the undead power in her body. It can be said that the unrelenting power usually strengthens and transforms every part of the body, and now it has become the source of pain.

This kind of devouring is not a simple physical pain, but a force that has been fused with the physical soul. In addition to the core of the body, the other body parts of the witch also contain undead strength.

If Joey has been guilty of sinful decapitation in a certain part, the process of engulfing this power is rare, and the witch has little pain.

However, Joey's dissection is very fast, and the dagger is a little evanescent. I am afraid that this piece of art will not last. After all, he has no narcotic drugs at hand. And this kind of water-like power extraction is also the source of the witch's pain now.

She only felt that there were thousands of ant worms crawling deep in the musculoskeletal area. If there is a choice, this Maya witch will never provoke Joey, but will immediately condense the final strength and self-destruction. By now, she has been pumped so much undead power, she has completely lost control of the body, and even self-destruction can not be done.

"Hey~~" Joey happily whistled and held the sinful dagger to resume the final "dissection" work.

In the final part of the creation, he needs to empty the witch's internal organs, scrape the skeleton, and turn it into a "骷髅 Angel" with only the skeleton and the wings of the membrane.

This is the origin of the murderer Joey Foster's "dissection" nickname, and also why Lin Feng used Qin Lun's murder method as art. This is the unique "dissection" art of the genie Joey.

"Kill me, kill me!" Qin Lun’s mind came with a weak cry of witches.

"Oh, no tongue, can you still talk to me?" Joey stopped his work, and looked at the dying witch in amazement, the first time he noticed the desperate pleading in the eyes of the witch.

"You don't have any questions to ask me? I can tell you all, I beg you to let me free!" The witch's mouth was lost like a dead fish, and the voice interrupted in Qinlun's mind.

"Right, your humpback companion, I can help you save his life!" Maya Witch Fu was called to the heart.

"NO, NO, NO! Uncle Joey is not interested in listening to these, maybe you will be the perfect work by Joey, so far, the only "骷髅 Angel" that is awake into a work of art." Joey licks his lips , revealing a bloodthirsty sneer.

"Hmm?!" Joey was about to go forward to work, and suddenly his head slammed, and the nose was sagged with two small snake-like nosebleeds, as if he had been hit by a punch.

"No, you...no! You said, she is mine!" Joey suddenly bent over and covered his face, and his throat groaned with a low roar.

"No, can't give you!" Joey jerked his head up, revealing endless madness and temper in a pair of blood, shuddering toward the witch, shaking his sinful dagger in his hand.

"She... is mine, mine! No~~" Joey's left hand suddenly clasped his throat, and the sinful dagger of his right hand slipped weakly to the ground, falling straight down under the tree, curling like a shrimp. Get up and roll up in pain.

After a long while, Qin Lun stopped struggling, stood up with his body, a smile on his face, and looked up at the semi-finished angel on the trunk with exhaustion.

Looking at the skin and muscles that were peeled off, the **** skeleton was able to see the Maya witch who beat the internal organs. Qin Lun shook his head and sighed: "No wonder he will react so intensely. This is indeed his most perfect work so far."

"Let's say, how can I leave the life of my companion!" Qin Lun pinched the witch's chin and asked indifferently. "I hope you don't lie to me, cherish this last chance!"

"In the lodge, there is a crystal ball in my hut... you can save the human soul..."

"Flesh? How to resurrect!" Qin Lun blinked and asked seriously.

"Flesh... No, there is no way, the magic potion of the undead property around me has been used up, can not repair the body of ordinary humans ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ can only use ... the use of half body complex body!" Witch's eyes Slowly dimmed, she couldn't keep going.

"Hey, you can't die!" Qin Lun sneered and found a soul crystal, and pressed into the core of the witch's broken heart.

"What is this, why do I feel a pure soul power!" The spirit of the witch is a vibration.

"I don't want you to die, you can't die. If you lie to me, I will let you enjoy the treatment of angels!" Qin Lun showed a kind smile, but his eyes flashed a cold man, "Now tell me, What are the magic traps in the cabin..."

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"Oh!" Bonnie slowly opened his eyes, only feeling whirlwind, his face was burning with pain.

"You are awake!" Qin Lun turned and smiled. "Have a good rest. For a few more hours, we will be able to meet with Ms. Nova!"

"Doctor Stan, witch... have we won?" Bonnie asked weakly, "Otto, Bly them..."

"They are by your side, and my servant Frank!" Qin Lun said silently, and said faintly.

Bonnie struggled to prop up his body, only to find him lying in the carriage of the former imprisoned werewolf. Otto, Bly, and Frank's body were stacked next to him, and Qin Lun was sitting in front of the carriage and driving.

The miserable bodies of their companions made Boni silent, and Mo Ming’s grief was in his heart. However, the young man quickly noticed the fourth body in the carriage. This is a skinny old man's body. It is definitely not an exorcist he is familiar with.

"Who is he? Is it a victim in a witch's hut?"

"You don't know him?" Qin Lun looked at Bonnie with a smile and smiled. "He is the creature you brought personally!"

"He...is it..." Bonnie slowly widened his eyes.