Broad World

"Why didn't you wake her up?" Seeing Henry not moving for a long time, he immediately frowned and asked.

The hand he controlled has begun to flash with a lot of mysterious cuneiform writing, and it seemed that he couldn't wait to understand the mystery of the twin souls, eager to obtain complete freedom from the entanglement.

"Nothing, this experimental subject is a bit special. From the moment it was born, it has two souls, so it can only wake up one at a time. I haven't figured out which one to wake up." Said Henry lifted the music box in his hand. "If you use it now, you will immediately wake up a spy with a changeable personality. If you break it, you will wake up a pure soul. Which one do you think is better?"

Without even thinking about it, he said impatiently: "Let the music remember! Rather than torturing a kind soul, I prefer to listen to those evil guys screaming and wailing!"

Henry smiled and shrugged his shoulders: "It seems that we are indeed two separate individuals separated from one soul. Although we think and act in completely different ways, we still have a lot in common."

After speaking, he quickly wound the music box a few times and put it on the lid of the coffin. Soon a very strange beat echoed in the secret underground room, and it would produce a kind of wanting to break all the restraints when people listened to it. The impulse, especially when the other side heard it, half of the body began to tremble slightly, as if it caused some kind of resonance.

This music is so special that even the ubiquitous magic net has been affected, swaying in a weird rhythm...

Disorder!

confusion!

There is no rule at all!

To a certain extent, this is not music at all, but some jumbled up beats, but it is such beats that make people sound indescribable, as if there is something strange behind it that is seducing and sinking...

As a knowledgeable legendary mage, Henry has seen so many incredible things with his own eyes. Therefore, I immediately understood that there was a problem with this music. To be precise, there was a problem with the music box. Even the most complex structure of 156 tones could not produce so many sounds.

Without any hesitation. He cast a spell directly to remove the outer shell of the box, and instantly found that the sound actually came from a black shell with singular light. A small copper hammer controlled by mechanical force was repeatedly hitting the surface, and each time it made a different sound, it was amazing to the extreme.

"It turns out to be the shells of the Chaos Sea. It turns out that the sound of chaos is the key. Am I right, Miss Cardinal?" Henry took the shells removed from the music box and turned around and stared at the attempt playfully. Cynthia slipped away quietly.

"Hee hee, I'm really sorry. I originally wanted to say hello, but you were too focused, so..." Cynthia, or the oriole, deliberately put on a seductive and pitiful posture, The advantages of being a beautiful female are fully utilized. I am afraid that male creatures with normal physiology will be impulsive.

But it is a pity that Henry's current physiological condition is not very normal, and his negative personality did not even say a word of nonsense, and suddenly released the cuneiform writing in the palm of his hand. Quickly invaded the body of this beautiful woman, and began to pull the soul without pity.

His methods are cold-blooded and rude, and he doesn't care whether it will damage the soul itself. In just a few seconds, a large amount of soul energy dissipated in the air.

"No!!! No! No! No! No! Stop! Stop!!!!!!! Ah ah ah!!!"

Cynthia couldn't bear the pain of tearing the soul at all, and screamed and wailed like a madman.

To know that normally, a thousand swords and a thousand swords are already the ultimate criminal law, but the pain of the soul tearing is a thousand times or ten thousand times more painful than this. There is no criminal law in the world that can compare to torturing the soul. This is why damage to the soul is considered by many good people to be evil, because it does too much damage to a person, and countless people would rather die than be harmed to their souls.

But the other side didn't care about it, and continued to pull it roughly. If you want to pull the entire soul out of the body, carefully study the mystery hidden in the twin souls.

He looks like those crazy scientists in the movie. There is no such thing as a bottom line of humanity and morality at all, and it does not care about the life and death of the experimenter. There is only one purpose, and that is the results of the research. It doesn't matter what you do other than.

The negative crazy behavior lasted for five minutes, but Cynthia’s soul seemed to be fixed in the body by something. No matter how hard he tried, it remained motionless. In the end, the soul consciousness began to trance. Henry finally couldn't stand it and stopped this guy. Continue to go crazy.

"Stop, I believe you have seen it too. The condition of the subject is similar to ours. The two souls are intertwined. Even if you tear one of them, you can't pull it out."

"Damn it! What do you do then? Are you going to pry her mind away!" The other side waved her arms violently, her eyes gleaming with danger.

Because of his character is full of hatred and distortion, his patience has always been very poor, and he will lose his temper if he doesn't make it by the way, and even worse, he will create destruction and killing, which is an out-and-out time bomb.

Henry smiled and shook his head soothingly said: "Don't worry, let us see what is recorded in this scale of Demogogan, maybe there is a solution."

"What are you waiting for, take it out! I don't want to wait for a second!"

Enduring the anger accumulated in his heart, he urged loudly from the other side, as can be seen from the slightly trembling hand, his patience was almost reaching its limit.

As a wise man, Henry felt that it was best not to irritate the other person too much at this time, so he took out the scale that exudes terrifying and evil power from his pocket, and inspired the knowledge stored above through magic.

moment!

An image is mapped in the air, showing a chilling picture...

I saw Demogogan in a **** basement, dismembering and stripping the souls of crazily twisted monsters. Some of them had only one soul, and a few of them were twin souls. After slaughtering all these terrifying creatures , He let out an angry roar, as if venting his dissatisfaction.

There was a graceful succubus standing not far away, her red lips with a playful smile, a pair of corners stretched out from her forehead, her black and beautiful long hair stroking her back, and her eyes were hot. So-so*, wide bat wings stare from behind the smooth and charming ridge, a flat and slender tail swinging from side to side, with a curved barb at the end.

She is so beautiful and enchanting, even among the succubus well-known for her beauty, it is extremely rare. To be precise, perhaps the entire bottomless abyss cannot find a second such beautiful succubus.

There is no doubt that this is the demon lord who claims to be able to charm even gods, and the supreme queen of all succubuses-Mekanshut.

Countless bards have praised her beauty, and countless bards died in order to see the beauty.

After the furious demon prince strayed everything in the basement, he waved his octopus-like tentacles, and slammed Mecanshutra over and pressed it directly to the ground. The mating started without any prelude...

One minute passed...

Five minutes passed...

Half an hour passed...

One day passed...

The frantic behavior of the two powerful demon lords lasted for a full week, until the succubus queen's lower abdomen began to gradually bulge.

Dimo Kogan, who had just stopped his intense exercise, put his tentacles in from below Mecanshutra, forcibly pulling out the life that had only been bred from it, and placed it on the test bench to start a new round of research.

Seeing this scene, Henry felt his scalp numb, because he suddenly understood that all the twisted monsters that were dismembered and stripped of their souls not long ago are all descendants between the demon prince and the succubus queen, which also means Dimo Kogan's is experimenting with this **** and cruel thing with his own children.

As mentioned in the opening chapter of the book of the strange abyss, this is a place of endless killing without morals and ethics. It is a place where there is no friendship, affection, love, only betrayal, killing, and destruction...

For the demons, the offspring are just appendages born in the process of venting their sex, and do not have any meaning. Whether life or death depends on the mind of the parents.

After obtaining the new experimental body, Demogogan quickly pulled out half of the larva’s newly born soul consciousness, followed by singing the word of darkness, and casting a very special magic, only to see a sharp blade glowing with black light in the air. Flashing past, instantly split the soul of the little life, the two originally intertwined hybrid bodies became independent bodies, and the entire soul's cutting was completed.

After taking a deep breath, Henry muttered to himself: "It turns out that the so-called slicing of the soul is actually using the Dark Words to interfere with the soul's camp, forcibly turning one of the souls into extremely evil, and then completely falling into darkness. His soul and another soul began to repel each other, and then they were stripped away by magic."

"I have memorized those few dark words and spells just now~www.ltnovel.com~Would you like to try it first?" The other side asked with a grin.

Henry thought about it for a moment and nodded gently: "No problem, if you want to try it, please try it, but when you peel it off, remember to peel off the evil soul. As for the good ones, stay in the body and let her live freely. Go down."

In fact, he still has a good impression of Cynthia's naive and dull soul. If he succeeds, he will be sent back to Baldur's Gate to spend the rest of his life in peace.

"Huh! Hypocrisy!"

With a disdainful sneer from the other side, he immediately raised his arms and began to repeat the dark sacred words that Demogogan had just chanted. The eyes full of madness and destruction stared at the soul that had been pulled out of half, and the expression was both hideous and terrifying. Nothing worse than the demon prince in the image just now...

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