"Smack!"

When Kira fell into the air, Suzo grabbed her arm.

Kira's pulse continued to weaken, and a wave of fear spread from Suzo's neck, freezing his body and swallowing his emotions.

Su Zuo felt that half of his face was wooden at this time, and when he raised his head to look at the somewhat dazzling sun, Su Zuo couldn't help but close his eyes.

Materials for Performing Surgery...... It's all over the place.

Runes for spellcasting...... Write now.

Putting Qiluo's body on the ground, Su Zuo wiped the blood and tears on his face and stood up, anatomy in this world is extremely backward, and in this world, the situation that cannot be dealt with by divine magic is equivalent to a terminal illness.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Su Zuo stopped a stretcher carrying the bodies of three dead prostitutes, and despite the guards' obstruction, Su Zuo dragged one of them down.

In this world with divine arts, it may indeed surpass the previous life in terms of treating certain wounds and stubborn diseases, at least Su Zuo doesn't know which country can achieve complete limb regeneration in the previous life.

Suzo took off the corpse's outer robe, grabbed the corpse's underwear hard, and "tore it...... Tearing ......" Under Su Zuo's hands, the thin undershirt was easily torn apart, revealing the body of the prostitute who had begun to turn blue.

However, in this world that relies too much on divine arts, it is indeed too backward in terms of medical skills, if divine magic cannot be treated, then it is equivalent to a terminal illness, even in the previous life, it was just a shot in the heart, in this world, doctors are still helpless - they are still stuck in the backward era of using honey as a panacea, and dog barking and rooster crowing as prescriptions.

Under the inexplicable gaze of the guards, Su Zuo turned the body of the prostitute over, revealing its relatively flat back - no one would think that the child in front of him, who was less than 1.2 meters tall, was surnamed Dafa, they just watched Su Zuo's movements very inexplicably, and someone wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Su Zuo's Dorne who had been watching.

But ah......

The ground is full of human blood, plus enough spell casting materials (the human corpse is a good demon body), the rest is only up to Su Zuo's own heart, whether he can face the dead human in such a miserable situation and resonate with the elements.

It's not easy, so in a sense, the person who invented the abyss alchemy is both a genius and a geek, and at the same time, an out-and-out madman.

This kind of alchemy, which can only be used by madmen, appeared in Su Zuo's magic book through the alchemy core that was devoured by the magic book, and out of interest, Su Zuo once interpreted this alchemy in reverse, and came to the conclusion that it can only be used by magicians other than murderers and madmen.

Because, for the human heart of a normal person, its burden is too high - it is too difficult to launch alchemy in resonance with the alchemy element when the whole body is surrounded by corpses.

But Suzo had no choice.

Stained with human blood, the pale golden excess light of the alchemy element flickered faintly on Su Zuo's fingertips, and the whole body was devotive, it didn't matter what the material was, even if it was angrily denounced as a demonic means, strength and technology itself were a double-edged sword, those who could not control it would fear being hurt by it, and those who could control it would only regard it as a tool.

Blood was boiling in Su Zuo's brain, but his mind was extremely calm, and the original jerky and difficult rune system and topological combination construction, in Su Zuo's opinion at this time, was penetrated by flickering golden threads. Even though the back of the corpse was flat, it still had a slight curvature, which should have been a difficult point in the topology of the magic array, but Su Zuo only changed the rune group slightly, and used this curvature in reverse as if it were light.

The Middel rune system combined with the Belka-style rune spread out quickly under Suzo's fingers, and the blood restrained by the alchemy magic did not escape in the slightest, reappearing on the back of the prostitute with a beautiful and bewitching bright red tattoo.

The elegant alchemy array is like a beautiful pattern, bewitching and gorgeous, not so much a rigid rune array, but a work of art of rune magic.

With blood on his hands, Suzo looked at his masterpiece in front of him and gasped.

Alchemy is a technique that sits somewhere between arcane spells and elemental spells, and although it can be activated directly like elemental spells, it requires a formation of a formation array, and usually the alchemist will deal with this by achieving the preparation of the alchemy core. But Su Zuo also suddenly thought of this method, he had not considered this aspect of the problem before, and he could only use his accumulated knowledge and ability to form a formation.

The noise on the side told Su Zuo that Qiluo's breathing had stopped, and he had no second chance to come back, facing the refining array that flickered perfectly, Su Zuo's fingers trembled slightly, and blood drops dripped from his fingertips. He didn't know if the hastily written refining array could succeed without even writing a manuscript like this—even if his previous [Hot Melt Electromagnetic Cannon] had made so many preparations in advance, the final spell effect still hadn't reached his theoretical ideal.

But ah......

Su Zuo closed his eyes and folded his hands.

"But ah, as a modern person who has crossed the earth in the 21st century, how can you be helpless on the issue of blood transfusion!"

"Alchemy!-"

"It's okay to call you messy!

The ice-blue alchemy excess electricity crackled as Su Zuo's hands pulled away, this was not a real electric current, but a vision caused by a stirring flow of magic. In the intense glow of magic lightning, Su Zuo pressed his torn hands the blood refining array.

In the stirring golden glow, the prostitute's skin was peeled off entirely. From the pink muscles and yellowish subcutaneous fat, the delicate skin that the prostitute was proud of before her death was completely peeled off. Under the effect of the spell, the skin was elongated and deformed, rolled and closed, turning into a long hose.

From Su Zuo's palm, a steel drill bit was also deformed, elongated and tapered, and connected to the human skin hose to form a simple blood vessel with a hand-pinched air pump.

Trying to pinch the air pump on the hose, he heard the unilateral "bang" of the needle, and Suzo knew that he had succeeded.

Unable to hold back the tears from the corners of his eyes, Su Zuo stood up and walked towards Qiluo......

In the entire Wenning District massacre, there were a total of 124 victims, and the survivors -

Five people.

They are-

The three commanders of the Golden Lock of the Raven, the high-ranking warrior, Gart Kuro, were seriously wounded.

The captain of the 17th squad of the police station, a high-level magic swordsman, Vijeel Nochakin, was seriously injured and unconscious.

The original Nolan Jire's popular prostitute, Cynthia Goldaway, was seriously injured and disabled, and was in a coma.

Hannah Govey, who was only four years old, was caught up in a massacre while passing by with her parents, and was traumatized by her mother's hiding under her body.

Kim, a good luck beggar with only a name, had 3 ribs cut off and passed out, but was pulled out of the pile of corpses by the search and rescue team of the Golden Lock of Ravens, and had a good appetite......

"I'm sorry, but there is nothing that the magic can do about such a large amount of blood loss......"

In the face of Cromwell's inquiry, Knetting explained somewhat apologetically.

This is a reading ward in the church hospital, where all the survivors of the massacre are located, and there are two middle-ranking sheriff squad leaders outside the door, and the inside of the house is filled with some of the most powerful people in the entire Wenning district.

The head nun of the Cheka Cathedral, Knetting, is a powerful sorcerer at the rank of assistant bishop if you count according to the official rank of the church; Cromwell, who rushed back from his vacation after hearing the news, has crossed the threshold of truth before retiring from the army, and can make every enemy who simply treats him as a high-ranking warrior suffer a big loss; Lamberts, a high-level church swordsman who was wounded again in the handover with the corpse smasher, although he was only slightly injured when he was cut in the shoulder, he watched the corpse crusher escape from him twice in a row, and he was staring at Cromwell sitting in a chair with a gloomy face, it seems that he is in an unusually unhappy mood now。

If you count Vijie'er and Galt, who are lying unconscious on the bed, it can be said that all the high-level combat power that Wenning District can handle is here at this time.

"Is that so...... Then there is no way......" Cromwell sighed helplessly in the face of Knettin's answer.

But when Knetting said this, the conversation suddenly changed and fell on Su Zuo.

"However, if you use Evan Ian's ...... Hmmm......"

Knetting paused, recalling Suzo's statement, "The 'direct blood transfusion method' should speed up Miss Virgin's soberness. ”

With that, Knetting and Cromwell couldn't help but look together at the short figure in the corner of the ward. He fell asleep on Cincia's hospital bed, looking tired. He did not hesitate to throw the human skin hose for the blood transfusion into the trash can at his feet, and he provided most of the blood transfusions for Cynthia alone, which was already quite a burden for him as a child.

He was talking about blood clotting reactions, a time with a surname of bacteria isolation and something like that, not letting anyone but himself give Cynthia a blood transfusion.

However, this is also in line with the medical knowledge that Knetin knows, before Su Zuo, it was not that there were no doctors or priests who tried to give blood transfusions to patients, but as a result, there would be a terrible tragedy in ten cases, so over time, not many people still remember the treatment method of blood transfusion.

"Forget it...... Blood transfusions are still too dangerous, and Evan Ian must have his reasons for daring to do this to Cynthia, maybe they are the legendary people of fate. Suzo's success made Knetting eager to try, but she eventually gave up on the idea at the thought of what would happen to the patient. After all, Vijieer is only in a coma, unlike Cynthia, she has no worries about her surname for the time being.

God knows, Su Zuo just used Qiluo's blood to do a coagulation test for convenience, although the reason for the small number of samples, he didn't know what blood type he was, but between him and Qiluo, there would be no hemolytic reaction or it could be confirmed, so he dared to use his own blood to give Qiluo a blood transfusion.

In addition, Qiluo is Cynthia, Cynthia is Qiluo, Cynthia is Qiluo's original name, and Qiluo is Cynthia's stage name in Nolan Jier.

"Really...... It's good to ......."

Taking off the security cap from his head, Cromwell sat on the hospital bed opposite Vigille with a very sad expression: "I'm sorry...... It's all my problem, I didn't expect that murderous bastard to be so crazy......"

Lamberts, who had been staring at him with a gloomy face from the moment Cromwell came in, finally couldn't help it, and he stood up.

“...... Are you going to keep pretending?, Your Excellency the Sheriff?!"

"Brother Lamberts!, what are you!?" Lamberts' gesture startled Kneitin.

As he walked, Lamberts pulled out the gap around his waist, his face was full of gloom, and he shouted to Sister Knetting: "Grand priest Knetting, please get away from that suspect!"

And the awake Gart also watched this scene quietly, and although Middel, who was sitting next to his bed, was a little confused about such a scene, but in order to protect Gart, he pulled out the short fire hammer from his waist, just in case.

Cromwell sat silently on the edge of the bed, facing Lamberts, who was approaching with a sword, he didn't make any movement, just frowned and asked, "Your Excellency Lamberts, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean......" Lamberts repeated lightly, "I would like to ask Your Excellency, who is the former head teacher of the White Crow Near Election Company, what is the idea that would kill so many people in a frenzy. ”

Lamberts pulled out a piece of paper from his bosom and threw it in front of Cromwell: "This is an anonymous report, which was handed to me by His Excellency Virgin Virgin not long ago, and it says that the mutilated murder was concocted by a devout Baptist veteran. At first, I was skeptical of this, as everyone knew that Your Excellency Sheriff Cromwell's identity and resume were in line with this condition, so I initially thought it was just a slanderous letter against you. But after another fight with the Corpse Crusher today, I have to start believing what this letter says—"

"If the survivors and witnesses said that "I know I fight for God" may still be deliberately framed, then when I stopped the Corpse Crusher for the second time, the kind of supernatural Emperor [***] sword technique used by the Corpse Crusher is definitely not something that ordinary retired veterans of the Empire can perform. ”

Thinking of the murderous, fierce, yet extremely exquisite swordsmanship, Lamberts couldn't help but squeeze the hilt of the sword in his hand a little tighter. If Cromwell showed his unparalleled swordsmanship here, then Lamberts really didn't have much confidence in stopping him, even with Kneitin by his side - because that swordsmanship was terrible.

"Sheriff Cromwell, is there anything else you'd like to say? Or could you provide your alibi? explain where you were at the time of the Corpse Crusher massacre?

Cromwell closed his eyes, and he clapped his palms gently: "I see...... In this analysis, my suspicion is really the greatest......"

"I advise you not to resist!Your Excellency Sheriff, just tie your hands!" Seeing Cromwell's almost admittedly reaction, Lamberts couldn't help but be on guard, he didn't think that Cromwell would obediently lay down his arms just by relying on his two words.

Then, under Lamberts' surprised gaze, Cromwell untied the sword belt from his waist, and the long sword, along with the belt, fell to the ground with a "thud".

Cromwell raised his hands: "Take me away, you have Lord Lauranberts." ”

Looking at Cromwell's modest, but easy-to-use expression, Lamberts felt indescribably strange in his heart.

But now that Cromwell had been retired, he temporarily suppressed this uneasiness to the bottom of his heart, and he raised his head with some pride, and no one recognized the true face of this terrible murderer, but he alone easily saw through it.

"Walk, then, Lord Cromwell, and I'll help you pick a cleaner cell. ”。

ps: As I said before, this bento will vomit - so, since the bento is spit out, it will be spit clean, how can there be half of it spit out and stuff it back?

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