Squealer carefully placed John's body flat on the ground, turned to Faust and smiled, "Brother Faustus, you'll need your help in casting spells next." ”

Faust's spirits lifted, and now it's the meat part of the show, which is mostly about why they're so interested in themselves—Squealer blows about their organizational philosophy and praises Faust's talent, but only ignores the purpose for which they recruited him.

Faust wouldn't be naïve enough to think that they were cherishing their talents, and what organization would love talents to blindly recruit people of unknown origin as members? Anyway, the kind of mysterious organization that could put people on the side of the city lord would never do that.

Faust believed that he must have irreplaceable value, or at least irreplaceable, at least this immortal brotherhood did not want to let go of his rare resource.

"I'd love to, Brother Squealer. You know, I'm a helpful person, and I'm going to do my best to help. Faust touched his chest with one hand, bowed slightly, and showed a submissive expression, "I wonder how I can help?"

Squealer replied crisply, "A limb." As if fearing that Faust would misunderstand, he hurriedly added: "In fact, as long as the three conditions of blood, flesh and bone are satisfied, it is enough. ”

After saying that, he looked at Faust cautiously, for fear that he would refuse, "Remember the limb deformation I just taught you? With it, you will never worry more about the loss of a limb." ”

Faust was hesitant, not because he was worried about something crucial, but because he was naïve – he was afraid of pain.

"It's ...... I mean, it's something to think about. Well, I've heard there's that curse......" Faust tried to evade this help for all sorts of reasons—and he now regretted that he had spoken too much.

Squealer hurriedly waved his hand vigorously, as if to fan the wind to dispel Faust's thoughts, "I don't know such spells, I'm a psychic mancer, and I only know those tricks that you know well." ”

Faust sneered in his heart, he didn't know anything about the wonderful ability of limb transformation, not to mention that Squealer had also developed a series of psionic abilities on this basis.

However, it is not a matter of considering this now, even if the other party wants to impose a curse on himself or some other unequal treaty, he has no way to resist it, and can only obediently obey the power.

Thinking of this, Faust finally hardened his heart, and he silently used the limb transformation ability he had just learned, trying to imagine that the little finger of his left hand would break off from his body without pain.

He held it for five minutes before his ring finger of his right hand fell off the first joint - and it hurt, as if a powerful force had broken his bones and bones, and then tore open the skin and muscles, removing this part of his body.

But Squealer had great respect for Faust's poor performance, "I have to say, you are a genius, Brother Faustus, and you can perform this ability just by listening to me once." ”

Faust was pale, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, he was not interested in Squealer's praise, and he only wanted to stop his pain now. He endured the pain and tried to concentrate enough to allow himself to grow another half of his finger.

It was much more difficult to grow a severed limb than to amputate it on its own, but it was not known if the pain stimulated Faust's potential, and his fingers soon grew, and Faust paid a full pound of fat in return.

This is because he is not skilled enough to master this ability, and his strength is not strong enough, and a skilled and powerful psychic warlock like Squealer can even violate the law of conservation of mass and create a large number of limbs out of thin air.

As his fingers regenerated, the pain subsided, and Faust breathed a sigh of relief—he had finally made it through. Faust was a pampered young master despite his humble beginnings, and he was overwhelmed by pain and heavy physical exertion.

Squealer, however, kept looking at Faust with admiration, and in order to show his respect, he even stopped what he was doing and waited intently for Faust to be reborn.

"I have never seen a man like you, who have just learned to amputate their limbs, and in the blink of an eye you have grasped the mystery of limb regeneration. "Judging by your reaction, you must have a fairly high level of perception, and your tolerance for pain is one out of a hundred." ”

The first half of the sentence is reasonable, but the rest is completely nonsense - perception refers to the insight and affinity for the supernatural, and the ordinary senses, although also related to this, are by no means very close. The higher the perception can be more detailed in the taste of pain, which is a common thinking mistake of ordinary people.

Faust believed that Squealer would never be so ignorant, that he was only complimenting him – and that he was quite rusty with his craft. However, Faust had an old saying in his previous life, called a thousand clothes are worn, and sycophants are not worn. Therefore, Faust did not intend to accuse Squealer of common-sense errors, on the contrary, he enjoyed the feeling very much.

"You're overblown, Brother Squealer. Faust smiled reservedly, "Let's resurrect John quickly." Honestly, I'm kind of missing his silliness. ”

"Hahaha, look at what you said, my student is indeed a good negotiator, but his skills are not worth mentioning in front of the psychic mancer. Squealer laughed and tried to salvage a little of his dead student's reputation.

That's the end of the chatter between the two, and then it's time for the hectic resurrection.

It is said that he is busy, but in fact, Squealer is the only one who is busy before and after, not only to complete the entire resurrection ceremony, but also to explain the process of the ritual to the curious baby Faust.

"The principle of the resurrection is very simple, it is to repair his body and reactivate his brain. Squealer succinctly expounds the rationale for the resurrection.

Faust nodded in understanding, but if someone else were to come, he would definitely ask stupid questions like what souls do. Psychic sorcerers interpret the soul differently from ordinary people, they believe that the soul and the body are only the carriers of the mind, and when people are alive, the soul does not exist, and their original words are 'hidden and not revealed'. When man's regular bodily functions come to a standstill, the soul comes into being and becomes a new vehicle for the mind.

This theory also holds that the principle of the spell of stripping the soul is actually to deceive the mind into thinking that the body is dead, thereby activating the soul-making process, and when the soul is born, the mind attaches to it and is thrown into the outer world according to the laws of nature—or bound by man.

"Our rituals are perfect, and the only flaw is that we can't activate a dead brain – in other words, we can't create a mind out of nothing. ”