Now lying on the punk experimental table is a slender and thin young man, he is firmly fixed by several magic shackles, even if he desperately squeezes the last bit of strength in his body to struggle with all his strength, but under the unbreakable energy constraints, it is not enough to rely on the strength of an ordinary person!

This young man is Hult!

Hult still didn't escape after all, and even more unfortunately, as the only slave who "survived", he was also captured alive by punk, and was captured by a mage who was looking for high-quality experimental materials, and Hoth's fate can be imagined............

An apprentice-level "throat clamp" restrained his vocalization, and a terrified Hult's bloodshot eyes widened as he watched Punk place delicate alchemy tools on a tray engraved with punk runes, and the eerie wails that could be heard in the dungeon came to his mind, and now............ Such a fate is about to fall on your head!

Punk carefully examined each alchemy tool with a blank face, repeatedly confirmed that the magic circle on it was running smoothly, the enchantment effect was intact, and the next alchemy experiment was very crucial, and his conjecture about soul splitting would be confirmed in this experiment!

This experimental material named Hult can be said to be an unexpected surprise, when Punk's Golem No. 1 found Holt who had fainted from hunger in the corner, through the perception of No. 1 Golem, Punk keenly discovered that Hult actually has high willpower and mental power, and even has a little talent as a stalker, and the Punk, who originally wanted to slap him to death, simply caught him and Bilan together.

Now, Hult has been carefully treated by a full-fledged mage, and after several apprentice-level magic potions, the dark wounds on his body have been easily healed, of course, for Hult, this kind of treatment is not lucky in any way!

At this time, there was a slender and slender figure standing next to Punk, after some "small mistakes" in his apprentice, the "kind" mentor Punk not only "forgiven" the ignorant apprentice, but also allowed him to watch his experiments.

If you ignore Bilan's "secondary immobilization technique", it really looks like that.

In fact, as the next transformed soul of the built-in, Bi Lan was "invited" to stand here and watch the punk experiment for a simple reason - it's just brainwashing!

Don't think about it, Punk doesn't have the time and energy to change the camp and character of this silly white sweet little girl, he just wants this coward who trembles even when he hears screams to adapt to blood and wailing, after all, Punk's soul transformation technology is a little imperfect, and some instinctive things are always unclean through "technical means", so if he doesn't want to create a golem that is afraid of screams and blood, these "problems" of Bilan must be "washed away" as much as possible!

The lighting of the White Tower was provided by a dozen or so "Dancing Light Techniques" floating in mid-air, and with the magic purity of Punk's current formal spell casting level, the "Dance Light Technique" he cast was enough to glow in the air for about half a month.

The light emitted by the small ball of light did not have a trace of temperature, and the simple cold light shone on the experimental table at the end of the hall, and the shadows of the punk manipulating unknown tools turned into a strange picture on the wall!

Punk carefully marked the scale and distance on Hult's shaved head, and then ignored Hoth's pleading and desperate eyes, and even ignored Birlan's frightened gaze.

He gently took out an alchemy knife blessed with the "Secondary Sharp Technique", and the cold blade of the knife flashed a cold light under the light of the Dancing Light Technique!

If you want to split a person's personality, the best way is undoubtedly to start from memory, but punk really has little confidence in his own means of fiddling with the soul, rashly using spells to tamper with the soul's memory is better than indirectly affecting the brain, anyway, as long as a creature is still in the traditional sense of "alive" state, then the information obtained by the soul is transmitted by the brain, although this "modified brain" The effect is obviously not comparable to directly transforming the soul, but it is still more than enough to deal with an ordinary person who does not have any means of resistance!

There was no anesthesia, let alone shielding Holt's pain nerves, although Punk actually didn't like to give too much pain to the test subjects uselessly (the pain of soul extraction was inevitable), mainly because the test subjects of crying dad and calling mother were too noisy, and even interfered with their own train of thought, but now in order to "teach" Bilan, they can only helplessly ask Mr. Hult to "sing a song"!

The sharp cold light cut into the flesh mercilessly, the clear red light shone under the brilliance, the blood gushed all over the golden booth, and the swaying scorching stopped the flow of life, but the blazing flame brought no light and hope, only the pain of burning bones and marrow endured............

Beyond the white square tower, the glow of Mira and Chikazar returned to the horizon, but on this bloody-red hill, only a mournful cry echoed as dawn came............

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"I............ Where............"

Confused, Hult tumbled and flowed in a snow-white whirlpool, he could not feel his body, not only was he moving or stagnating, he felt that he had forgotten so many things, so many ............ Something I wanted to forget............

"Hey, look, isn't that stupid orphan Hort"?

A voice suddenly rushed into Hult's mind, and the white swirls disappeared as if they had never appeared before, and the childhood Hult found himself lying in a dark and dirty alley, with snowflakes slowly falling from the gloomy sky, and the thick snow on the ground exuding a deep coolness............

"That's right............ I ...... yesterday It seems that the theft of the old man failed, and he was beaten by the guards"!

The childhood Hult raised his bruised hands and carefully pressed ............ A heart-piercing pain made Hult moan............

"Hey, Hult, you haven't paid the last "protection fee" yet, why don't you make up for it quickly, do you want to be beaten again?"

Hult saw a figure walking towards him, he clearly remembered that it was the eldest of the two child thieves, although he didn't know how to recruit younger brothers to form a force, but because he was very good at fighting, he was not afraid of getting hurt, so he became the culprit of squeezing himself and other child thieves a long time ago!

Hort was frightened by the sturdy boy's mocking tone, and according to "custom", he should have fallen to his knees by now begging for mercy with a handful of snot and tears.

But this time, Hult was stunned in place, he felt that there was a sense of anger in his heart that was intensifying, and the experience of being bullied and abused many times came to his mind clearly, and he suddenly had the idea of fighting to the death with this bastard who snatched his last piece of bread at all costs, which was something that the timid and cowardly Hult almost never had in his youth!

Although he vaguely felt that something was wrong in his heart, the crazy anger quickly engulfed Holt's reason, and he struggled to his feet with red eyes, and rushed towards the child boss who was still smiling and mocking like a hungry wolf who had been cornered.

A beastly howl came out of Holt's throat, and he threw down the boy who had been looking at him mockingly but did not dodge, and tore the throat of the other party mercilessly with his teeth, and the hot blood flowed down Holt's throat into the empty stomach pouch, and for the first time, Hult, who was gulping down the blood of his enemies, felt that the winter snowflakes were not so cold............

"Very good, the first stage of the experiment is relatively complete"!

Now on the bench, Hult's exposed brain is connected to several alchemical threads, and he is seen to be in a crazy state under the magic shackles, and his mouth is constantly howling.

After carefully examining Hult, who was in a state of memory tampering, and making sure that the soul did not show any signs of crazy confusion, Punk nodded in satisfaction!