Lulunaka's so-called treatment is not a picture suitable for normal people to watch, even Jessica's heart is tensed, and there are doubts, what is in front of her is a demon dressed in a girl's skin.

Lulunaka's treatment of Junia...... It's not so much a treatment as it is a cut.

At first, she compared the various parts of Junia's body as if she were identifying the flesh, and now, it was time to go under the knife. Her steel knife plunged into Junia's thigh, knowing that the blade was halfway in, and then tilted the blade so that the edges of the blade were all pressed in. She easily cut off a piece of Junia's thigh and tossed it aside.

For Jessica, this is definitely not a possible treatment in her mind, it is more like a butcher's practice of cutting flesh and bones. If it weren't for what happened next, she would have stopped Lulunaka, because Lulunaka's behavior was so terrifying. However, where Junia had been cut, it was not flesh and bones that were exposed, but wriggling sprouts.

After the rotten flesh was cut off, the granulation covered Junia's wound and was growing at a strange rate. Jessica's esteemed captain, the parts of his body that had lost most of his flesh and blood had been cut by Lulunaka again, and the wriggling and disgusting flesh had spread to that place, replenishing it with flesh and blood full of vitality.

Jessica covered her mouth. She knew, she knew that her captain was a strong, noble, and great knight, and no amount of injury could stop him, and he could always be at the forefront of the battle. The captain is very strong, and he also has a strong body, and there are rumors about him being blessed by the gods and receiving an invincible body.

Jessica knew, but it was definitely not what it was now—his body, when it became so ugly and miserable, was cut off like meat on a chopping board, and then reborn—it definitely shouldn't be like this.

Junia didn't make any sound, because her face was ruined, and she couldn't see his expression and couldn't guess what he was thinking right now. Lulunaka was humming a little song and doing something that made her scalp tingle, without any emotional waves.

She suddenly said to Jessica behind her, "Isn't it very different from what you imagined?"

Jessica froze, unable to make a sound for a moment.

"I'm not too surprised by your reaction. How did the hero of the dragon slayer become like this? It's so ugly, it looks like a demon is healing. Lulunaka laughed, "It's a pity to ruin your dreams, this kind of guy who can't die is basically so ugly." You probably don't understand this, but unfortunately in this day and age, it is also very difficult for you to experience what a real dragon slayer warrior is. ”

As for Junia in front of Lulunaka, she didn't think he was a passing dragon slayer. Although he also destroyed a dragon—albeit a deformed hybrid—his body was not formed by the blood of a dragon or the blessing of the gods.

This is a masterpiece that Luluna has carefully "crafted", a unique masterpiece in this world.

"Do you feel any obvious pain?" Lulunaka asked Junia, sounding like a doctor - though she looked more like a butcher now.

"Didn't feel it. Junia replied, "Hurry up if you can...... You're going to be so slow that you're only going to freak out Jessica. ”

As he said, Jessica was always very worried and nervous as she watched from the sidelines, and no one would not feel the slightest reassurance about Lulunaka's current hand movements.

Lulunaka turned to look at Jessica, "Standing there won't help your captain." Or are you going to do the job instead of me, and cut off the rotten flesh for him?" Lulunaka handed over the steel knife as if she was about to make a handover, "Of course I'd love to have someone do it for me." Are you good at this, or do you really not have the courage to drop a knife for your respected captain?"

The sharp steel knife still had minced meat on it, and where it came from, Jessica certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to not even realize it. It's not that she doesn't have such skills, but she really doesn't have the courage to let her do it.

Lulunaka smiled and withdrew the steel knife, "You probably won't be able to do it if you want to do it, I'll have to cut his rotten face a few times later, it's too cruel for a young woman like you to do this, right?"

Jessica's face turned pale. Junia sighed, "Stop teasing her. ”

"I was also uncomfortable being stared at behind my back, just a little bit of advice that made sense for both parties. Lulunaka blinked, completely unconscious. The steel knife in her hand continued to fall on Junia's body, slicing through the necrotic flesh, and the flesh on Junia's body was visibly wriggling, but it actually looked a little disgusting. And for Jessica, seeing her respected captain being manipulated like this, although she knew that it was not something that hurt him, but mentally, she really couldn't accept it.

"Miss Jessica, help me see what's wrong with that girl?" Lulunaka said to Jessica behind her, without looking back, "see if she sewed her heart back, and remember to watch the red one lock it up." ”

Jessica, who couldn't do anything just by standing still, thought about it and did what Lulunaka said. She couldn't stand it anymore and watched the captain being cut, and she was also worried about the state of Zhendina - it was impossible for her not to worry about the process of changing her heart so roughly. Zhendina's appearance is indeed terrifying, but she still saved herself after all, and for Jessica, Zhendina is already a very important existence.

As a knight, if you ignore your own savior, you are disqualified.

Back to Zhendina, this petite girl, lying on the smooth and cold plate, looked bored. Just looking at her face, there was nothing wrong with Zhendina, if she ignored her chest exposed to the air. On her small chest was a wound sewn with black thread, rough seams, like the work of someone who had just learned to sew - it was sewn by Gendina herself, and before she could sew the wound, she pulled out the fleshy heart and immediately attached it to the orb that did not look like a heart at all.

She lay on her back, looking at the sky, not knowing what she was thinking.