Chaos, darkness, and severe pain sweeping through the body.
Keyan struggled to wake up amidst all kinds of sensory stimulation and coughed hard, as if he wanted to cough out his entire lungs from his chest.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a man with black hair and black eyes, obviously a race he had never seen before.
Immediately afterwards, Kian saw what he was suppressing in his hand.
"--demon?!"
Kian's eyes widened, and the facial muscles that had his eyelids torn off twitched violently. His body, whose bones and muscles were almost crushed by high pressure, twisted like a fish jumping to the shore, and fell to the ground with a snapping sound.
.
The man in front of him looked very interested. He squatted on the ground and looked at him, and then suddenly asked:
"Don't you feel any pain?"
Kian was startled and looked down at his body.
It was an excellent pink body that perfectly combined explosive power and endurance. The large white tendons were embedded between the muscles to outline undulating lines. You could vaguely see the bones inside that were still squeezed by the muscles after they were broken.
Blood was oozing out from all over his body.
He was stunned for a while, and something suddenly broke in his mind.
“Ahhhhh——”
Keyan lay on the ground and screamed loudly. However, no matter which part touched the rough and dusty laboratory floor, he would suddenly feel a sharp stinging sensation like rubbing hemorrhoids with sandpaper, which was still wrapped around his bones.
The nerves between the muscles work diligently to transmit this sensory stimulation to his brain.
Han Baiyi nodded.
This is how someone who has lost all their skin should behave.
"gentlemen,"
Ciri frowned and looked at Kian, and drew her sword in her hand,
"Do you want me to give him a good time?"
Han Baiyi waved his hand: "No need. He still has some use."
As he spoke, he looked at Ergou who was being held down by him.
——Han Baiyi felt that the name Dick was too vulgar, and Ergou was better able to keep up with the trend of the times, so he finally decided on it.
Ergou raised his head with a blank look on his face, and when he met Han Baiyi's tender eyes, he couldn't help but shudder.
"Can you speak human language?"
Han Baiyi asked Ergou.
Ergou lowered his big head with goat horns and thought for a moment, then shook his head.
A very smart guy.
Han Baiyi smiled calmly and stretched out his hand in Xili's direction.
Xili immediately understood and respectfully handed over the long sword in his hand.
The five fingers contracted, and the spirit machine climbed up along the blade of the sword, emitting a faint fluorescence.
Pfft——
The sword is raised and dropped,
Ergou's left arm fell to the ground with a thud.
But Ergou screamed hard and had a limb cut off, but he didn't even make a sound.
Han Baiyi's expression remained unchanged. He had already discovered when he suppressed the demon Kiyaen that the demon did not feel pain.
However, his purpose was not to make Ergou feel pain.
Just when Ergou raised the corners of his mouth with an evil look on his face and was about to look at the stupid actions of the stupid human in front of him, he saw the man point his finger on his arm again.
——The broken arm.
The ability to decompose and absorb spiritual energy is activated.
The thick arm that fell to the ground suddenly seemed to have been stuffed into a crusher, crushing it all the way from the shoulder to the elbow, kicking up puff after puff of dust.
The light spots of spiritual particles that form the basis of the spiritual machine are flying like dandelions blown away by the wind.
The corners of Ergou's evil-looking mouth froze at first, and then collapsed uncontrollably, and his eyes were so wide open that they almost burst open. Then he struggled violently and rubbed against Han Baiyi's trousers, shouting in devilish language that Han Baiyi could not understand:
"No, no, no, no, no, no!"
"Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong!"
However, because it was a rumored devil's language with natural bewitching power, Han Baiyi did not dare to listen carefully. He picked up the long sword and cut off another arm with a bang, regardless of Ergou's struggle.
Then he raised his hand and lowered his knife to chop down the calf, thigh, calf, thigh, calf, lower abdomen, and upper abdomen in the order of calf, thigh, calf, thigh, and upper abdomen.
By the time the chop was finished, Ergou was left with only a big head that was still trying to move.
"No...no...Dear sir, you can't do this to me."
Han Baiyi covered his ears.
Don't listen, don't listen, the bastard is chanting sutras.
I can't hear it.
Xili looked at Han Baiyi with a strange look on her face and whispered a reminder:
"Sir, does he speak Common Language?"
Han Baiyi paused, turned his head and looked at Xili, looked at it from top to bottom, and said seriously: "Look, you have been bewitched by him."
Han Baiyi corrected Xili's mistake seriously.
"What he said was obviously devil's language, but I couldn't understand a word of it."
Ergou's big head begging for mercy suddenly froze.
She looked up at him with squinting eyes, an expression of disbelief on her face.
——Are you a devil?!
Xili was stunned for a moment and noticed Han Baiyi's serious expression and the long sword in his hand.
And Ergou, which is chopped into many pieces and can be made into minced pepper fish head after being placed in the pot.
Grudge is written all over his face.
Then Shirley nodded: "I understand."
"What he said was indeed devil's language. My faith was not strong enough, so I was bewitched by his words, which made you laugh."
Han Baiyi had a teachable smile.
After Xili finished speaking, she took the sword from Han Baiyi's hand with a slight hesitation in her eyes - as upright and forthright as she was, she always felt that this was not good.
However, when she lowered her head and looked at the dull expression on the evil twisted demon's head...
Xili's lips curved inadvertently.
...It seems very interesting.
She felt that she had learned badly.
However, it seems good.
Ergou looked at the two humans in front of him with a look of sorrow and anger, and the remaining head was filled with incompetent rage: Who is it, and who has been bewitched?!
Han Baiyi completely ignored Ergou's struggle, and after disassembling his three calves, two thighs and torso into pieces, he carried the head to Kiyaen.
He raised the head with the same smile on his face as when he asked the question just now.
"I'll give you a chance, seize it."
The cynical Ergoutou, who was gritting his teeth before, immediately nodded crazily.
"When you were attached to him just now, you could keep him alive, right?" Han Baiyi lowered his head and looked at Kiyaen, whose skin had been peeled off and whose body was covered with scars, "How did you do it?"
"It's a charm, sir."
Ergoutou's voice was deep, and if he didn't scream like a little girl just now, he had a different kind of deep, middle-aged uncle sound.
"Before that stupid warlock summoned, in order to prevent the sacrifice from dying, he specially carved a spell on him. This can keep him alive for a certain period of time."
Han Baiyi narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Ergou who was trying to evade the question and said, "My question is - how did you survive?"
"Gudong."
Ergoudou instinctively moved his Adam's apple, and then the already loose Adam's apple leaked to the ground along the hole in his neck,
"Yes...it's because of the source power." As if he was afraid that Han Baiyi wouldn't understand, Ergoutou deliberately didn't add a sentence, "It's similar to the divine power mentioned by those false gods, the one you just used.
"
Han Baiyi frowned.
Demon, false god.
Source of power, divine power.
These kinds of things are all related to spiritual intelligence.
It can't be a coincidence, right?
"Divine power... how were you demons born? Sexual reproduction? Or division?"
Han Baiyi thought of the succubus again.
——He always thinks about this bite.
"It was born out of thin air, sir." Ergou answered cautiously, "We don't know where we came from. We just have some vague inherited memories and need sacrifices and blood food, or other material exchanges we need.
"
Han Baiyi frowned.
Was it born out of thin air again?
If you put it this way, what is the difference between demons and the gods of this world?
How did they get connected with Lingji?
Han Baiyi pursed his lips slightly, and because he couldn't figure it out for the time being, he put him aside.
He picked up Ergou's head and looked at Kiyaen, who was lying on the ground and began to twitch weakly due to the failure of the spell: "Can you maintain your mind after you attach to him?"
"I can, sir!"
When Ergou heard this, he immediately became energetic.
"I just fell asleep in his body because I couldn't get out. This body that has almost had its spiritual imprint wiped away is easy to control."
"Then go in first." Han Baiyi said nonchalantly, "I'll give you his body."
"gentlemen?"
Shirley was a little puzzled on the sidelines.
Han Baiyi waved his hand casually and pointed to the record next to him: "Take a look for yourself later. This demon hunter from the Cat School will not survive if left alone... Moreover, he is not a good person."
As for the two dogs.
Han Baiyi frowned slightly as he thought about the relationship between source power, divine power and spiritual intelligence.
This is precious experimental material.
——You have to let him bring out more of his familiar demons.