233. Soul refining
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The afternoon at Fort Whitestone is very quiet and serene, after all, it is the residence of elegant mages, and naturally it will not allow too noisy merchants or other things to disturb this precious tranquility, for most people in the city, it is the busiest time of the day, but for others, the afternoon sun will disturb them and they need to work extremely carefully, so simply, the heavy curtains are closed, and the sunlight cannot penetrate at all, in the dark space, some people are wailing, some people are indulging in wine and singingγ γγ
When he got the news, Roman who came in a hurry opened the door, it was already six hours later, Rao is demon warlock had seen more of the demon's methods of torturing prey, and the moment he opened the door, he was still startled by the smell of blood coming from the scene.
"What is this?"
With a cigarette in his mouth, Roman lit the hedron lamp in the house with interest, and then saw the "thing" in the center of the room that was frozen in a large block of ice.
Let's say that he is human, but there is no skin, and what is even more terrifying is that in the hideous exposes of the subcutaneous tissue, you can still see the gloomy white bones, and the knife marks on the white bones, and after he walked around the lower part of the rainbow-colored ice, he stood up, looked at the heart that was still beating weakly, in the shaved flesh of the breastbone, turned around, and gestured a thumbs up to Eleven, who was sitting limply on the sofa, with a bloodstained hand, holding a glass of white wine, and his eyes were blank.
"I don't know, you still have this craft?"
Roman sighed, "That's at least a few hundred cuts, isn't it?"
"One thousand three hundred and sixty-seven knives!"
Elivan put the white liquor to the corner of his mouth, tasted it gently, then put the red one on the table, pulled out his handkerchief, shook his head while wiping his hands, and said in a relaxed tone,
"I put a fishing net on his body, and after tightening it, I cut a knife on each piece of meat, tsk, under the effect of the "double the damage and the will" of the angry sea edge, until I finished the last cut, I can assure you that the pain was no different from the first one, but I knew that another one would kill him... He pretended to be a tough guy, scolded me, humiliated me, then broke down, begged for mercy, and finally cried and begged me to kill him, but I refused, it was just a little pain, where was there enough for those dozen lives, and the family after the human life?"
"So what? What are you calling me for?
Roman asked with a puzzled expression, Elivan snapped his fingers, and a blank soul crystal was suspended in front of Roman,
"I want his soul, drain it, I can't let his body die, only you can do it!"
"Do you want a secret in your soul? Ha, that's what I do. β
Roman rubbed his hands, picked up the soul crystal and went to work, it was not an easy task to extract the soul from such a weak body, but also to ensure the survival of the body, even for the demon warlock who played with the soul, it was quite a challenging job.
"By the way, do you still want to keep this rotten flesh, what do you want it for?"
Roman asked without raising his head while taking out a special pigment from his arms and carving a circle on the cold ice, Elivan wiped his hands clean and began to trim his nails again, and when he heard Roman's question, he smiled,
"Naturally, it's going to be shown to Lens, and it's his enemy, and his grandmother died in this guy's scheme, and then, well, I'm going to give him as a gift to our lovely comrade "Sharon", and I think Miss "Sharon" will be very happy with what has happened to this person who has been trying to assassinate her behind her back. β
"Maybe she'll be scared to death. β
Roman said in a strange tone, and then put the used paint back into his pocket, and gently grabbed it in the air, a purple, with golden runes and bone fragments on the surface to form a six-pointed star, and at the same time, the corner and spine of the book were connected together with pale bones appeared in his hand, but the moment it appeared, a complete, small space wrapped in the power of death appeared beside Roman, he opened the newly obtained magic book, and said proudly,
"How is it? Brother's own "Salace Magic Book" is not bad, this is a reference to the legendary "Book of the Dead", and Rattle thinks it is very good. β
"yes, if you're happy. β
The corners of Eleven's mouth twitched, but he hadn't forgotten Rattel's evaluation of the tome when he put Hela's bones on the Death Soul Scythe,
"That's just like his taste, it's a stinking x......"
Privately, Elivan agrees with this assessment, because the Grimoire... The color scheme is really terrible.
"O cowardly and wicked soul, rush out of the rotten body, here is the vengeance you desire, here is the peace you desire, all that you long for is in my hands, return!
Roman stood in front of the cold ice cubes, his hands were spread, his eyes were slightly closed, the magic book was suspended in the air, and the purple soul magic lingered around him, rendering this scene extremely evil, plus Roman was now wearing not a robe, but a gentleman's dress similar to the hunting suit on Elivan's body, so it looked like the vicissitudes of life in those anime characters in the previous life, and the hidden behind-the-scenes boss.
Five minutes later, Roman was lightly in the air, and the tome closed automatically, Roman took it from the air, threw it into his storage pocket, picked up the soul gem suspended on the ice, and threw it to Eleven,
"Okay, if you want to torture him, you can use your spiritual power to pierce the gem, and that feeling is similar to cutting meat with a knife for the soul body. β
Elivan twisted the gem with his thumb and forefinger, looked at it in front of his eyes, shook his head, and threw the soul gem to Roman,
"You are the connoisseur of this kind of soul, three days, I want all the secrets in his head!"
Roman smashed his lips and nodded, Elivan stood up expressionlessly, he was holding the black leather box in his hand, stretched out his hand to wipe the surface of the ice, and the huge ice cube was collected in the storage space of the Book of Ten Thousand Laws, and when he walked out of the door, he lightly threw the wine bottle in his hand to the ground that had been sprinkled with fiery glue, and Roman smiled and threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the blood stain that was gradually spreading.
"Boom!"
The small room, and perhaps something else, were buried in the depths of time at this moment with the rise of flames. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.