Chapter 54

In the forest not far from the open space of the hut, the witch Maia folded her feet with her hands wide open, and nailed them to a big tree held by four people in a cross shape.

"You You want to torture me? " Maia's witch said sarcastically, with a look of disdain on her face. "Young man, do you want my sister to teach you some tricks of torture?"

The Mayan witch named mesa has recovered from the panic. She is very ashamed of the fear she just showed in front of an ordinary Exorcist. She tries her best to provoke Qin Lun with words and let herself be free.

Exorcist and Mayan witch belong to two incompatible groups, there is no possibility of reconciliation. No matter which side wins, the best outcome as a prisoner is death.

In comparison, witches as captives are much easier, and the most feared death penalty is to be purified by the holy light. Once the Exorcist becomes a prisoner, the end will be more miserable. Many exorcists will lie on the witch's test bed and be made into magical creatures.

But now it seems that the Exorcist in front of her seems to want to torture her and use it to avenge the heavy casualties of her companions.

However, witches do have the right to despise the torture methods of most exorcists. Their bodies are transformed by immortal power, and their pain nerves are slow. Moreover, witches' spiritual will is generally strong, and they can cut off their physical reactions in their minds.

With the exception of a few injuries that directly affect the soul, most of the means of torture have no effect on them.

"Torture?" The young man whose body was controlled by Joey, the murderer, seemed to be slightly stunned and grinned.

"The cowardly boy did prepare some questions, but Joe never did such low-level things. I only care about art. You remind me that in order to avoid being disturbed by you, it's better to shut up first! "

Joey walked forward with a grim smile, stabbed the broken sword into the witch's mouth in the witch's frightened eyes, and a few times broke her tongue and vocal cord.

"Yes, it's time to start now!" Joey touched her chin, gave a funny laugh, and pulled out the evil dagger that stabbed into the heart of the witch.

In fact, the heart nucleus of the Mayan witch is equivalent to the human heart, but there are some differences. Once the human heart is damaged, it will die, but the heart core of the witch has the ability of self-healing.

If you want to kill the witch by damaging the heart core, do you want to completely break the heart core, do you want to use the magic tool with the power of longevity to pierce the heart core, and use the power of longevity to repel the immortal power in the heart core.

The reason why Qin Lun's evil dagger pierced the heart core but didn't let the witch die immediately was because the evil dagger was different from the weapon used by the Exorcist. The evil dagger is slowly devouring the heart core, rather than emptying the immortal power in it all at once.

The evil dagger turned a flower in Joey's hand, and it fell into the witch's chest and dragged down hard.

"Poof!" A jet of dark green liquid spewed out like a water arrow. Joey skillfully tilted his head slightly to let the water arrow open. His blood eyes radiated two strange lights. He began to "dissect" the witch's body with a concentrated look and a dagger in his hand.

Joey's "Anatomy" is different from ordinary anatomy. He dissects from the outside to the inside. First, the skin. The witch's tough skin was skillfully separated by him with a dagger, and then flattened and fixed on the trunk.

The Mayan witch, who looks like a crucifix on the tree trunk, is like an extra layer of skin membrane wings behind her, like a peacock opening the screen and a crucified angel.

Then there are muscles. Joey carefully uses a dagger to separate different muscle groups, pulls out muscle fibers, straightens them and fixes them on the skin membrane, forming the delicate feathers on the wings.

"Your skin is the most perfect work of art, but your muscles are a little rotten and inflexible, not the best feathers!" Joey was obsessed with the layer of angel wings fixed on the tree trunk.

"Your performance is also very good. You haven't passed out yet! Hold on, come on! " Joey clenched his fist, made an encouraging gesture, approached the witch's ear, and asked in a soft, concerned voice, "how about taking a rest? Let's start the work in the second half!"

at this time, the Maya witch could not hear what Joey said, trembling, his eyes white and his dark green bubbles in his mouth, like epileptic patients. After Joey's so-called artistic creation, the witch suddenly found out that her judgment was wrong.

Every time the evil dagger cuts her, it devours the immortal power in her body. It can be said that the immortal power usually enhances and transforms every part of the body, and now it has become the source of pain.

This phagocytosis is not a simple physical pain, but to extract the strength that has been integrated with the body and soul. In addition to the heart core, other body parts of the witch also contain undead power.

If Joey has been inserting a crime dagger in some part, the process of devouring this power is very few, and the witch does not have much pain.

But Joey's dissecting speed is very fast. The dagger is a little stained and dies. I'm afraid that his work of art will not survive. After all, he doesn't have narcotic drugs on hand. This Dragonfly like power extraction is the root of the witch's pain now.She only felt as if there were thousands of ants crawling deep in her musculoskeletal muscles. If there is a choice, the Mayan witch will not provoke Joey any more, but will immediately gather the final strength to self destruct. Now, with so much undead power drawn, she has completely lost control of her body and can't even destroy herself.

"Shh Shh..." Joy whistled cheerfully and resumed the final "dissection" with a sinful dagger.

In the last part of the creation, he needs to empty the witch's internal organs, scrape the skeleton clean, and become a "skeleton angel" with only skeleton and membrane wings left.

This is the origin of the nickname "dissector" of Joey foster, the murderer, and the reason why Lin Feng regarded Qin Lun's killing method as art. This is the unique "dissecting" art of Joey.

"Kill me, kill me!" In Qin Lun's mind came the weak cry of the witch.

"Why, without tongue, can you communicate with me?" Joey stopped his work and looked at the dying witch in surprise. For the first time, he noticed the desperate cry in her eyes.

"Don't you have any questions for me? I can tell you all, please let me free! " The witch's mouth, which had lost its tongue, opened and closed like a dead fish, and the voice broke in Qin Lun's mind.

"By the way, your hunchback companion, I can help you keep his life!" Called the Mayan witch.

“NO，NO，NO！ Joe is not interested in listening to this. Maybe you will be the most perfect work of Joe so far, the only "skull angel" who soberly becomes a work of art. " Joey licked his lips, revealing a bloodthirsty grin.

"Well?" Joey was about to go to work when his head flew up, and two little snake like nosebleed hung from his nose, as if he had been hit head-on.

"No, you No! You said she was mine! " Joey suddenly stooped to cover his face and growled hard in his throat.

"No, I can't give it to you!" Joey raised his head sharply, a pair of blood eyes revealed endless madness and violence, trembling to the witch, shaking to raise the evil dagger in his hand.

"She It's mine, mine! No...... " Joey's left hand suddenly clasped to his throat. The evil dagger in his right hand fell to the ground feebly, fell straight under the tree, curled up like a shrimp, and rolled up painfully.

After a while, Qin Lun stopped struggling and stood up with a bent body, with a smile on his face. He looked up at the angel on the trunk.

Looking at the Maia witch whose skin and muscles were peeled off and whose bloody skeleton could barely see the beating viscera, Qin Lun slightly shook his head and sighed: "no wonder he would react so fiercely, this is indeed his most perfect work so far."

"Say, how can I leave my companion's life!" Qin Lun grabbed the witch's chin and asked coldly, "I hope you don't cheat me and cherish this last chance!"

"In Hut, there is a crystal ball in my hut Can preserve the human soul... "

"What about the body? How to revive! " Qin Lun asked seriously with a flash of his eyes.

"Body No, there's no way. The immortal magic medicine beside me has been used up. It can't repair the body of ordinary people. It can only be used Use the compound body of the halfling! " The witch's eyes slowly dimmed, and she could hardly hold on.

"Well, you can't die!" Qin Lun sneers and touches a soul power crystal, and presses it into the broken heart core of the witch.

"What is this? Why do I feel a pure soul power!" The spirit of the witch was lifted.

"I don't want you to die, you can't. If you lie to me, I will let you enjoy the treatment of skull angel all the time! " Qin Lun showed a friendly smile, but his eyes flashed a cold light. "Now tell me what magic traps are in the hut..."

"Oh!" Bonnie slowly opened his eyes, only to feel the whirl of the sky and the burning pain on his face.

"You wake up!" Qin Lun smiled and turned his head. "Have a good rest. In a few hours, we can meet Ms. Nova and them!"

"Dr Stan, witch Did we win? " Bonnie asked weakly, "audo, bly, they..."

"They are by your side, and my servant frank!" Qin Lun said quietly.

Bonnie struggled to support himself, only to find that he was lying on the wagon where the werewolf had been imprisoned. Oddo, bly, and Frank's bodies were stacked beside him, while Qinlun was driving in front of the carriage.

The sad corpses of his companions made Bonnie silent for a while, and Mo Ming's grief surged in his heart. However, the blonde soon noticed the fourth body in the carriage. It was a bony old man's body, absolutely not any Exorcist he knew.

"Who is he? Is it the victim in the witch's cabin? "

"You don't know him?" Qin Lun looked at Bonnie with a smile. "He's the creature you brought with you!""He Is it... " Bonnie's eyes widened slowly.