Wei Ya's answer made Lloyd fall silent for a moment.

He had thought that Buster's mild insaneness was a sign of too direct a way of speaking, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

"So his mental condition was ...... from the beginning Do you know that? ”

Lloyd asked in a low voice.

"You know, this is just a very common situation, in the realm of mystery and the otherworld, we are always in the company of madness, walking with danger."

Wei Ya's answer sounded particularly cold.

"Will he be okay then?"

"Maybe, but he's not coming back...... Have more questions? ”

"No, thank you."

Lloyd left Wei Ya's office, then rubbed his face vigorously, adjusted his mood, and walked quickly to the sign.

If you can't change that, then try to become stronger and gain the ability to change the status quo.

This is what an outstanding young man with a sense of responsibility should do.

When he got close to the sign, he found that the 'acquaintances' from yesterday were still there, and they were gathered around the sign, each holding a key to the -1 floor, leaving only the -2 and -3 floors on the sign.

Someone approached and asked if they could observe their execution.

"I'm sorry, but I don't really like having people around when I'm doing these things."

"Me too, ask the others."

Until he saw Lloyd coming over, one of them stepped forward and took the initiative to greet him:

"Your name is Lloyd, right? I heard you're a talented newcomer? ”

"Sorry, you misidentified the wrong person, my name is Esenhard."

Lloyd replied casually, then took off a key to the -2nd floor from the sign, and walked away quickly.

He didn't hate these people very much, he just didn't want to deal with them.

The people who stayed behind looked at each other in embarrassment for a while, and then someone said:

"Looks like he doesn't want to know us."

"Hehe, it's a guy with eyes above the top, and when you come up, you choose the -2 floor, but it's a bit like that Buster."

"It doesn't matter, everyone just doesn't contact in the future."

"Wait...... He seems to have a '211' just now? That's a tough guy to deal with. ”

"Oh? Then we can only wish him good luck. ”

……………………

Lloyd took the cell key, first found the quartermaster office around the corner, handed over the identity card, and went to apply for the tools for execution.

The quartermaster priest who was in charge of the place checked his identity and asked in some surprise:

"Haven't you just been here for a few days? Is this going down? ”

"Well, I'm in a hurry."

"Go with it, but you're a newcomer, how did you get the key to the -1st floor?"

"I came early."

As the two spoke, the quartermaster priest pulled out a dagger-shaped psionic blade, and then reached out and slowly brushed it over the hilt, and Lloyd's name was engraved on it.

He handed the Psionic Blade to Lloyd and reminded:

"As long as you use it in the future, your name will be left behind, so don't use it for anything else."

As he spoke, he pulled out another pair of earplugs and a small wooden stick to bite into his mouth.

"Take these too, newcomers can still use them."

"Thank you."

Lloyd grabbed his gear and took the elevator to the -2nd floor, where he arrived at cell 211.

Inside was a giant snail, the size of a real cow, its whole body shrunk in a thick dark volute, held in place by chains, and from time to time a disgusting stream of mucus flowed from the snail.

On the surface of the dark volute, there are also dark green lines, which together form a pattern that looks like a human face, if you look closely, you will feel that the human face is wriggling and deformed, and then gradually showing the appearance of another person, which is particularly strange.

This was the first time he had seen this style of demon outside of a book.

"This is a human-faced snail? Although it is slow, it is known for its strong defense and strong mental pollution, and the acidic mucus secreted is extremely corrosive, and it needs to be sealed with a special ritual to seal the secreted acidic mucus, and executed as soon as possible, otherwise it is easy to be destroyed by the sadhana......"

"When executing, it is necessary to first conduct a perspective with inspiration, lock the organs that secrete acid, and destroy or remove them as soon as possible, so as to prevent their blood from alienating into strong acid blood, destroying the ritual, and killing and injuring people......"

While recalling the knowledge in the library, Lloyd took out the psionic blade and muttered again:

"Think this stuff is a little tricky, huh? The shell is hard, and it needs to inject a lot of spiritual power into the weapon to break it, and the acid organ must be destroyed as soon as possible, otherwise the blood spurted out will complete a wave of counter-killing;

"It needs to use inspiration, but the strange patterns on its volute are easy to suffer from excessive mental pollution when it uses inspiration......"

"It's really hard to deal with, no wonder this thing is a demon with a danger level 2, but the bounty for the execution of one end is as high as 3000 general coins, which is the same level as the danger level of 3, but I haven't seen Buster choose this thing......"

"According to my conservative estimates, the humans killed by this kind of demon are afraid that they can circle around the Bright City for half a circle, right?"

Since the defense on the opposite side was very strong, Lloyd injected half of the spiritual power in his body into the spiritual energy blade in one go.

The entire psionic blade suddenly became as dazzling as an incandescent lamp, and began to emit a soft 'buzzing' sound.

The name engraved on the hilt of the knife also disappeared strangely.

"Shouldn't it be enough?"

Lloyd flicked his knife and walked over to the human-faced snail, turning on his inspiration to give his eyes the effect of 'spiritual vision', and looked at the dark volute.

A series of prompts followed:

【Ding~Madness +2】

【Ding~Madness +2】

【Ding~Madness +2】

Comfortable!

But the internal structure of this product is so disgusting that after watching it for a long time, he was afraid that he would not be able to eat, so Lloyd still chose to make a move as soon as possible.

His vision locked onto the three eyeball-like organs in the snail's body, and the incandescent blade in his hand stabbed out decisively, like a paper cutter cutting through eraser, and effortlessly broke through the hard volute that even a cannonball could hold.

Then, with a skilful and neat technique, the blade was slashed along the edge of the eyeball organs, and it took only three seconds to cut off all three special organs and throw them on the workbench next to them.

Finally, the blade turned and pointed directly at the snail's heart, which was somewhat similar to a human, and drew an elegant arc, cleanly removing the entire heart.

The snail died instantly, lost its activity, and the tissues inside that resembled human muscle fibers stopped peristalsis and then quickly crystallized to resemble a quartz-like texture.

The whole process took five seconds, which is faster than Buster's hands.

Although your defenses are indeed strong, how should you deal with my precise dissection?