The Death List Novel - Chapter 54

Chapter 54 Skeletal Angel
In the forest not far from the clearing of the cottage, Witch Maya’s hands were wide open and her feet were folded together. She nailed to a big tree that was embraced by four people in the shape of a cross.

“You … you want to torture me?” Witch Maya sneered with a look of disdain on her face, “Young man, do you want elder sister to teach you a few tricks for interrogation?”

This Maya witch called Mesa had already recovered from her panic. She was extremely ashamed of the fear she had shown in front of an ordinary exorcist just now. She tried her best to provoke Qin Lun and relieve herself.

The exorcists and the Maya witches belonged to two groups that were incompatible with each other, so there was no possibility of reconciliation. Whichever side wins, the best outcome as a prisoner is death.

Comparatively speaking, witches were much more relaxed as prisoners, and the death penalty they feared the most was purification by the Holy Light. Once an exorcist became a captive, their fate would be much more miserable. Many exorcists would lie on the witch’s test bed and be turned into magical creatures.

But now, it seemed that the exorcist in front of her wanted to torture her and take revenge for the heavy casualties of her companions.

However, witches were indeed qualified to despise the torture methods of most exorcists. Their bodies had undergone the transformation of undying power, and their pain nerves were slow to react. Moreover, witches’ mental willpower was generally very strong, and they could cut off their body’s reactions in their minds.

Apart from a small number of direct damage to their souls, most of the torture methods had no effect on them.

“Torture?” The young man whose body was controlled by the murderer Joey seemed to be slightly stunned. He smiled and grinned.

“That cowardly brat has indeed prepared some questions. However, Uncle Joey never does such a low-level thing as torture. All I care about is’art ‘. You reminded me that in order to prevent you from interrupting the creative process, it would be better to shut you up first!”

Joey walked forward with a sinister smile and stabbed the broken sword into the witch’s mouth in her horrified eyes, breaking her tongue and vocal cords a few times.

“That’s right, we can start now!” Joey rubbed his chin, laughed strangely, and pulled out the evil dagger that had stabbed into the witch’s heart.

In fact, Witch Maya’s heart core was equivalent to a human’s heart, but there were some differences. Once a human’s heart was damaged, it would undoubtedly die, but the witch’s heart core still had the ability to heal itself.

If you want to kill a witch by harming her heart core, do you want to completely shatter it? Do you want to pierce it with a magical tool that carries the power of longevity, and use the power of longevity to repel the undying power in the heart core?

The reason why Qin Lun’s Evil Dagger had pierced through the core of his heart, but did not immediately kill the witch, was because the Evil Dagger was different from the weapon used by the exorcist. The Evil Dagger was slowly devouring the Heart Core, rather than emptying the Undying Force inside.

The Evil Dagger spun a saber flower in Joey’s hand and stabbed into the witch’s chest, fiercely dragging it down.

“Pu!” A jet of dark green liquid sprayed out like a water arrow. Joey skillfully tilted his head slightly and stepped aside the water arrow. His blood eyes emitted two strange lights. He focused on drawing the dagger in his hand and began to “dissect” the witch’s body.

Joey’s “anatomy” is different from ordinary anatomy. He dissects from the outside to the inside. First, the witch’s skin, which was as tough as cowhide, was separated skillfully by him with a dagger, and then it was flattened and fixed to the tree trunk.

Witch Maya, who looked like a cross nailed to a tree trunk, had a layer of skin wings behind her. She was like a peacock that opened its screen, and she was like an angel crucified.

Then there were the muscles. Joey carefully used the dagger to separate the different muscles, pulling out muscle fibers and straightening them onto the membrane, forming the exquisite feathers on the wings.

“Your skin is truly the most perfect work of art. Unfortunately, your muscles are a bit rotten and have no elasticity. They are not the best feathers!” Joey was obsessed with the layer of angel wings attached to the tree trunk.

“Your performance is also very good. You haven’t fainted yet! Hold on, come on!” Joey clenched his fists, made an encouraging gesture, and leaned close to the witch’s ear. He asked softly, “How about it? Do you want to take a rest first before we start the second half?”

At this time, Witch Maya could not hear what Joey was saying. Her entire body trembled, her eyes pale, and her mouth emitted dark green foam, like an epileptic. After Joey’s so-called artistic creation began, the witch suddenly realized that her judgment was wrong.

Every time the Evil Dagger sliced into her body, it devoured the undying power in her body. It could be said that every bit of strength and transformation that an Undying Force normally exerted on one’s body had now become a source of pain.

This devouring was not a simple physical pain. Instead, it was extracting power that had already fused with the body and soul. Apart from the heart core, the other parts of the witch’s body also contained undying power.

If Joey had been stabbing the Evil Dagger in a certain part, the process of devouring this power would have been rare, and the witches would not have suffered much.

However, Joey’s dissection speed was very fast, and the dagger disappeared as soon as he touched it. He was afraid that his work of art would not survive. After all, he did not have any narcotic drugs on hand. This dragonfly-like power extraction was also the source of the witch’s current pain.

She only felt as if there were thousands of ants crawling in the depths of her muscles and bones, making her itch unbearably. If she had a choice, this Maya witch would never provoke Joey again. Instead, she would immediately gather her final strength to self-destruct. Now that so much immortal energy had been extracted, she had completely lost control of her body and could not even destroy herself.

“Shh!” Joey whistled happily, holding the Evil Dagger and restarting the final “dissection”.

In the final part of his creation, he needed to empty the witch’s organs, scrape the skeleton clean, and completely transform it into a “Skeletal Angel” with only the skeleton and wings left.

This was the origin of Joey Foster’s nickname “Decomposer”, which was also why Lin Feng regarded Qin Lun’s killing methods as art. This was the unique art of “Decomposition” belonging to Joey.

“Kill me, kill me!” Qin Lun could hear the weak pleading of the witch in his mind.

“Eh? Without your tongue, you can actually communicate with me?” Joey stopped his work and looked at the dying witch in surprise. For the first time, he noticed the desperate pleading in the witch’s eyes.

“Don’t you still have questions for me? I can tell you everything. Please let me go!” The witch’s mouth, which had lost its tongues, opened and closed like a dead fish. Her voice sounded intermittently in Qin Lun’s mind.

“Oh right, your hunchbacked companion, I can also help you save his life!” Witch Maya Fulin cried out heartily.

“NO, NO, NO! Uncle Joey is not interested in listening to this. Perhaps you will be Uncle Joey’s most perfect work so far, the only’skeletal angel ‘who is awake and becomes an artwork.” Joey licked his lips, revealing a bloodthirsty grin.

“Huh?!” Just as Joey was about to go forward and continue working, he suddenly raised his head and two small snake-like nosebleeds hung from his nose, as if someone had punched him in the face.

“No, you … can’t! You said that she’s mine!” Joey suddenly bent over to cover his face and let out a low growl with difficulty.

“No, I can’t give it to you!” Joey suddenly raised his head, his blood eyes revealing endless madness and violence. His entire body trembled as he walked towards the witch, shaking as he raised the evil dagger in his hand.

“She … is mine, mine! No ~ ~” Joey’s left hand suddenly clenched his throat. The evil dagger in his right hand weakly fell to the ground, fell straight under the tree, curled up like a shrimp, and rolled painfully.

After a while, Qin Lun stopped struggling and stood up with his body bent. A smile appeared on his face as he looked up at the semi-finished angel on the tree trunk exhaustively.

Looking at Witch Maya, whose skin and muscles had been stripped off and her bloody skeleton could vaguely see her internal organs pulsing, Qin Lun shook his head and sighed, “No wonder he reacted so intensely. This is indeed his most perfect work to date.”

“Tell me, how can I keep my companion alive!” Qin Lun pinched the witch’s chin and asked coldly, “I hope you won’t lie to me and cherish this last chance!”

“In the … hut, there is a crystal ball in my hut … that can preserve the souls of humans …”

“Where’s your body? How do you resurrect it?” Qin Lun’s eyes lit up and he asked seriously.

‘”Body … no, there’s no other way. I’ve used up all the Undying Potions around me. I can’t repair ordinary human bodies. I can only … use the Halflesh’s compound body!” The witch’s gaze gradually dimmed. She could hardly hold on any longer.

“Hmph, you can’t die yet!” Qin Lun sneered as he took out a soul force crystal and pressed it into the broken core of the witch’s heart.

“What is this thing? Why do I feel a pure soul force!” The witch’s spirits were lifted.

“If I don’t want you to die, you won’t die. If you lie to me, I’ll let you enjoy the treatment of a skeletal angel forever!” Qin Lun revealed a friendly smile, but a cold light flashed in his eyes. “Now tell me, what magic traps are there in the hut …”

…

“Oh!” Bonny slowly opened his eyes and felt the world spin. A burning pain came from his face.

“You’re awake!” Qin Lun smiled and turned around. “Have a good rest. In a few hours, we’ll be able to reunite with Lady Nova and the others!”

“Dr. Stan, witches … did we win?” Bonny asked weakly, “Oddo, Bly and the others …”

“They’re right beside you, as well as my servant Frank!” Qin Lun was silent for a moment before speaking indifferently.

Bonny struggled to prop himself up, only to discover that he was lying in the carriage where the werewolf was originally imprisoned. Oddo, Bly, and Frank’s corpses were stacked beside him, and Qin Lun was driving in front of the carriage.

The miserable corpses of his companions caused Bonny to be silent for a moment, and Mo Ming’s sorrow surged in his heart. However, the blonde youth quickly noticed the fourth corpse in the carriage. This was a skinny old man’s corpse, definitely not any familiar exorcist.

“Who is he? Is he the victim of the witch’s cabin?”

“You don’t know him?” Qin Lun looked at Bonny with a faint smile. “He’s a creature that you personally brought over!”

Bonnie slowly widened his eyes. “He … Could it be …”