This is also the reason why Mr. Smith, who has reversed it, specifically designed such a "game".

It is trying to squeeze the value of other people's humanity to the greatest extent, trying to maximize the negative emotions of the oppressed object, and make full use of such as despair, pain, resentment, fear, etc.

The purpose of creating a miniature clockwork machine, the acoustic spectrometer, is not only to induce and amplify the mood fluctuations of the target object, but also to make their emotions have a more definite directional object.

Let the victims know that there is indeed a terrible bloodthirsty demon behind the scenes, even if they don't know who the latter is, but it is enough to give their emotions a targeted target.

A woman stood behind Mr. Smith, her lips pursed, her eyes respectful and submissive, cautiously peeking at the back of the man in front of her. At first glance, she looked like a fledgling servant with little experience.

In fact, this is the prostitute from the other day, who was killed by the murderer and then saved by Mr. Smith, who was reversed at the time, with the forbidden demonic power.

It can't be said to be rescued, mainly because her body has not been dead for a long time, and her soul has not dissipated, and her soul is sealed back into her body with a demon contract......

She wasn't dead, but she wasn't alive, and she wasn't technically a necromantic creature, more like a living half-finished low-level magic weapon - because the Demon Contract was the only advantage that the Demon had over pure demons.

The effect of the ability is mainly to be able to create magic weapons with souls, and condense and manifest key soul traits to evolve into the characteristics of magic weapons. Every magic weapon in the true sense of the word will have complete wisdom and memory.

The reversed Mr. Smith used the bloodline ability given by the great existence to use the unlucky killed prostitute to make a magic weapon to give the woman a chance to be reborn because of the demon contract, and turned her into a qualified helper of his own.

Of course, strictly speaking, it only uses ability and thinking to make the woman's nature become an existence like a magic weapon, but in fact she is not a successful magic weapon, and the lowest is not counted.

After all, magic weapons need to contain strong strength and soul qualities, so the more powerful the soul is used to refine it, the more successful and perfect it will be...... And Mr. Smith, who is reversed, even has some doubts that this path has already been opened up and completely exhausted.

Because in its own inherited memory, it has found some strange knowledge concepts, such as "Dante's Rebel Blade", "Virgil's Enma Blade", "Sparta's Spartan Sword......

And so on and so forth, and so on, and so on, as if they were the names of the perfect and powerful magic weapons and their owners.

I can't imagine how strong the maker itself is, and how terrible it is.

This made it feel very ashamed and had an indescribable sense of urgency, it was not even a half-demon now, not to mention hunting powerful creatures to capture souls, even if it obtained powerful souls out of thin air, it would not be able to refine them successfully.

A semi-finished product like this woman is the limit of what it can currently embody. This is also because it is the demon contract it casts, and it is the embodiment of the ability of the demonic side, not the ability of Mr. Smith on the human side.

If the latter is used to cast the Majin Contract, it will probably only work on cats and dogs, and it will be difficult to work on human souls...... It's not that there is any difference in the strength of the same being, but it is a question of the degree to which the same force is exerted.

No way!

Sure enough, I have to continue to work hard, and seize this opportunity to become strong while the main personality has not yet woken up to what is going on...... It made up its mind so secretly.

By the way, Mr. Smith, who was reversed, also glanced back at the woman behind him, which was the other party's home.

It has "saved" several hapless victims, and it is foreseeable that there will be many more in the future. But this is not because of the kindness of the reversed Mr. Smith, it is just a rational judgment that he needs more help.

It's hard for one person to do everything, just like this "game", if it doesn't have the help of several helpers, it's hard to even get enough materials to renovate the house...... But that's just the kind of "game" for now.

This woman doesn't have much savings, and neither do the others, so more helpers are needed.

It seems that the best way is to use their own abilities and match their conditions to establish a system or force that is secretive enough to make it work...... Victorian witches?

Mr. Smith, who had reversed it, thought so, and at that moment it suddenly heard a terrible howl coming from the low bungalow, which could be heard clearly from so far away.

However, there was no movement in the surrounding buildings, as if the people in this area were deaf to the noise.

This is because a certain kind of demonic aura pervades this area, which numbs the psychology of the people around them to a certain extent, and they are not really unable to hear at the level of perception, but in this regard, there is a strange psychological state similar to wandering.

In their perception, at this time, the miserable howls outside were the same as the previous loud cries for help, and the sound of the drizzle, which had been raining non-stop since the evening, was the natural background sound of the night, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Even in the past few nights, when renovating and constructing the low-rise bungalow, Mr. Smith, who had reversed, had repeatedly used this ability to disguise the movement caused by the construction, and the extraordinary skill of magic had brought it a considerable degree of convenience.

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The camera returns to the "game" -

The five "players" were now largely devastated, and the absolute presence of the madman who didn't know who it was and the deadly arrangements he had made had brought them a great deal of stress and panic.

After swearing or crying and threatening for a while, and trying to call for help outside, only to hear the sound of the rain outside, and there was no movement at all, they finally remembered the most crucial thing that had little time left, and finally reluctantly began to act, driven by the instinct to survive.

Even if someone still doesn't want to believe it, thinking that the person is just scaring himself, even if he doesn't do anything, until ten minutes later, he will definitely not dare to do it...... However, I couldn't hold the others from believing it, and I started to act!

People are conformists, and when it comes to their own lives, no one dares to say that they are gambling on the right path, and others are choosing the wrong choice.

What if that madman is really crazy? Ten minutes later, the companions fled in pain, and they stayed here in despair to die?

Therefore, when the unbelieving people saw their companions start to act, they also panicked and started to act together. But when the hacksaw was found behind the toilet, everyone couldn't help but shudder, and instinctively began to retreat.

Humans are like that, they always think about luck, so they still have unrealistic expectations even though they know that the first three minutes have passed and the key in the toilet has dissolved.

After all, sawing your own leg is scary to think about, and if you find the key, you can just open the shackles and escape.

With such a fluke mentality, a person endured nausea and fear, walked to a toilet, and found that it was indeed a green bubbling acid inside. He stiffly closed his eyes and reached out his left hand to reach into it.

"Ahh——!!hh Why, why...... Not ——!! ”

He immediately let out a miserable howl, hoarse, and his whole body began to tremble violently, and the arm that was stretched into the acid solution began to emit white smoke directly, and the strong corrosiveness was rapidly corroding his flesh.

Eventually, the man fell to the ground with his bloody left arm in his arms and wailed violently.

And even at such a price, I didn't get the key, I don't know if it was dissolved because the time came, or if there was no key in it in the first place.

But this matter could not be confirmed, and the madman accurately grasped their psychology, knowing that it was absolutely impossible for them to make a decisive choice and reach for the key within the predetermined time given at the beginning.

Seeing this guy's miserable situation and listening to the wail in his ears, the other four people were completely panicked, sweating profusely and picking up the hacksaw. They gritted their teeth and cursed the damned madman with the most vicious and resentful words, and shuddered as they put the saw on one of their legs.

Seeing a companion in such a tragic situation, they no longer doubted that the madman could do what he said. Since that madman dared to hurt them with acid, then the other arrangements were definitely not made to scare them, and they were definitely made to torture them.

Someone tried sawing the chain a few times, and then in despair realized that it was simply impossible, and the only thing the saw could do was to cut off one of their legs......

But they trembled and put the saw on their lap for a long time, but they could not make up their minds, and the time passed by by second, and they did not know how many minutes had passed now, and there were still a few minutes left, but they felt that they had never hated the rapid passage of time so much.

Finally, as time passed by second by second, under increasing fear and pressure, someone screamed and closed his eyes, and with a ruthless heart, the hand holding the saw suddenly pulled and pulled!

Suddenly, a terrible howl rang out.

The others were stimulated by this, and they also clenched their teeth, closed their eyes, turned their heads, and began to saw quickly.

Gritting their teeth was useless, as long as the saw was pulled, they would roar wildly and roll their eyes, as if the terrible wails that could tear their vocal cords apart rose and fell in this enclosed space, like a black choir that tortured the ears.

Intense pain, sawn flesh and skin, crazy acts of self-harm...... These made several people collapse, they cried and shouted with snot and tears, cursed desperately, and screamed and wailed heartbreakingly.

In less than a few seconds, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on their foreheads and faces, and their bodies were quickly soaked with sweat.

And the act of sawing legs could not continue, blood splattered, muscles, and nerves were torn apart by the sharp sawtooth, and the fatal pain caused by a split second would directly cause them to collapse in pain and lose all their strength.

It hurts so much that I can't do it, it hurts so much that I want to die......

Despair, anger, resentment, pain, hatred, sorrow, helplessness......

Curse that madman! Men like them don't deserve such retribution......

No one is born a masochist, and the fact that he does not take anesthetics and saws his legs with a hacksaw sounds chilling enough, and when it is carried out, it is undoubtedly a cruel and terrible punishment.

Before I knew it, blood had stained a large area of the ground, and several people were already about to collapse, tears and snot came out.

It was about the end of the hour, and they all heard the steady, low sound of mechanical rotation coming from the entire ceiling overhead...... Great panic and the threat of death struck, which forced them to wail and continue that work with trembling hands.

Someone has sawed their leg bones, and then found out that this is a nightmare, waking their consciousness to sawing their own bones, this pain and mental torture is unimaginably cruel...... And the moment of pain and the massive loss of blood can make them completely lose their strength.

Pulling the saw hard, gurgling blood plasma came out, and a faint sound like sawn wood sounded from the blur of flesh and blood, and the pain of drilling the heart came from the bones......

With screams and curses, this is the real hell.

No one noticed that ten minutes had already passed, but nothing had happened - this was also a matter of course, the limitations of time, materials, and times made it impossible for the demons behind the scenes to transform such a deadly and insoluble killing mechanism in such a short period of time, this is more of a psychological tactic.

But these people still don't realize it, because they have lost control, they have collapsed, and their sanity has been completely shattered by pain, fear, and despair.

Their will has been completely destroyed, and they are left with an empty shell like the walking dead.

Miserable and crippled, their will has been gradually disintegrated from the moment their reason is crushed and they take the act of sawing their legs. All that remains in their minds is the hint they had received before, which is to cut off their legs and escape from this desperate place......