In the forest not far from the open space of the cottage, the witch Maiya's hands were wide open, her feet were folded together, and in a cross shape, she was nailed to a big tree embraced by four people.

"You... do you want to torture me?" Maiya's witch was sarcastic and showed disdain on her face. "Young man, do you want your sister to teach you a few tricks for torture?"

The witch named Mesha had come back from her panic. She was very ashamed of the fear she had shown in front of an ordinary exorcist just now, and tried her best to anger Qin Lun in words and let herself be free.

The Exorcist and the Maiya Witch belong to two groups that are incompatible with water and fire, and there is no possibility of reconciliation at all. No matter which side wins, the best outcome of being a prisoner is death.

In comparison, witches are much more relaxed as prisoners, and the death penalty they fear most is to be purified by holy light. Once the exorcist becomes a prisoner, the fate will be much more miserable. Many exorcists will lie on the witch's test bench and be made into magical creatures.

But now it seems that the exorcist in front of her seems to want to torture her to retaliate against her fellow victims.

However, witches are indeed qualified to despise most exorcists' torture methods. Their bodies have been transformed by immoral power, and their nerves are slow to respond to pain, and the witches' mental will is generally very strong, and they can cut off their physical reactions in their minds.

Except for a very small number of damage that directly affects the soul, most of the torture methods have no effect on them.

"Torture?" The young man whose body was controlled by the murderer Joey seemed to be slightly stunned, and his mouth was grinning without a smile.

"That cowardly boy did prepare some questions, but Mr. Joey never does a low-level thing like torture. All I care about is 'art'. You reminded me that in order to avoid being disturbed by you, it is better to shut up first!"

Joey walked forward with a grim smile, and stabbed the broken sword into her mouth in the witch's horrified eyes, which broke her tongue and vocal cords in a few strokes.

"Yes, now it's time to start!" Joey touched his chin, laughed strangely, and pulled out the evil dagger that stabbed into the witch's core.

In fact, the core of the witch Maiya is equivalent to the heart of a human, but there are some differences. Once the human heart is damaged, it will basically die, while the core of the witch still has the ability to heal itself.

If you want to kill the witch by hurting the core, do you want to completely break the core? Do you want to use magic tools with immortality to penetrate the core and use immortality to eliminate the immortal power in the core.

The reason why Qin Lun's sin dagger pierced the core of the heart but did not let the witch die immediately was because the evil dagger was different from the weapons used by the exorcist. The sin dagger slowly devoured the core of the heart, rather than emptiing the undead power inside at once.

The evil dagger turned a sword in Joey's hand, pierced into the witch's chest, and dragged it down fiercely.

"Puff!" A dark green liquid spurted out like a water arrow. Joey skillfully turned his head slightly to let the water arrows blow, and his bloody eyes emitted two strange lights. He focused on the dagger in his hand, and began to "dissect" the witch's body.

Joey's "anatomy" is different from ordinary anatomy. He dissects layer by layer from the outside to the inside. First, the skin, the witch's tough skin as tough as cowhide was skillfully separated by him with a dagger, and then flattened and fixed on the tree trunk.

The witch Maiya, who looked like a cross-shaped nail on the trunk, was like a layer of membrane wings behind her, both like a peacock spreading her tail and like a crucifixion angel nailed to the cross.

Then there was the muscles. Joey carefully used a dagger to separate the different muscle groups, extracted muscle fibers, straightened them and fixed them on the membrane, forming the exquisite feathers on the wings.

"Your skin is really the most perfect work of art, but unfortunately the muscles are a bit decayed, they are not elastic, and they are not the best feather!" Joey obsessed with touching the layer of angel wings fixed to the tree trunk.

"You have performed very well, and you haven't been stunned yet! Persist, come on!" Joey clenched his fist, made an encouraging gesture, approached the witch's ear, and asked softly with concern, "How about it, do you want to take a break first, and let's start the second half of work!"

At this time, the witch Maiya couldn't hear what Joey said. She trembled all over, her eyes turned white, and her mouth was covered with dark green foam, like an epilepsy patient. After Joey's so-called artistic creation began, the witch suddenly discovered that she had made a mistake in her judgment.

Every time the sin dagger cuts on her body, it devours the immortal power in her body. It can be said that every minute of the enhancement and transformation of the immortal power usually becomes the root of pain.

This kind of devouring is not a simple physical pain, but is extracting the power that has been fused with the physical soul. In addition to the core of the witch's body, other parts of the body also contain immortal power.

If Joey had been stuck in a certain part of the evil dagger, the process of devouring this power was very little, and the witch would not suffer much.

But Joey's anatomy was very fast, and the dagger was fleeting, for fear that the artwork under his command would not survive. After all, he did not have narcotic drugs at hand. This kind of power extraction like a dragonfly is the root of the witch's current pain.

She only felt that there were thousands of ant insects crawling deep in her muscles and bones, which was numb and itchy. If she had a choice, the Maiya witch would never provoke Joey anymore, but would immediately gather the last power to self-destruct. Now, after being extracted so much immortal power, she has completely lost control of her body and cannot even self-destruct.

"Shhh~~" Joey whistled happily, holding the evil dagger and restarting the final "analysis" work.

In the final part of the creation, he needed to clear the witch's internal organs, scrape the skeleton clean, and completely turn into a "skeleton angel" with only the skeleton and membrane wings left.

This is the nickname of the murderer Joy Foster "Anatomist", and it is also the reason why Lin Feng regarded Qin Lun's murderous methods as art. This is the unique "Anatomical" art of the human demon Joy.

"Kill me, kill me!" Qin Lun's weak plea came from Qin Lun's mind.

"Hey, without your tongue, can you communicate with me?" Joey stopped the work in his hand, looked at the dying witch in surprise, and noticed the desperate pleading look in the witch's eyes for the first time.

"Don't you have any questions to ask me? I can tell you all, please free me!" The witch's mouth, which had lost her mouth, opened and closed like a dead fish, and the voice rang out intermittently in Qin Lun's mind.

"By the way, I can help you save his life with your hunchbacked companion!" The witch Maiya called out with great sincerity.

"NO, NO, NO! Uncle Joey is not interested in listening to these things. Maybe you will be Uncle Joey's most perfect work so far, the only 'skeleton angel' who has become a work of art. " Joey licked his lips and showed a bloodthirsty grin.

"Hmm?!" Joey was about to go forward to continue working, but suddenly his head suddenly raised, and two small snake-like nosebleeds were drooping from the end of his nose, as if he was punched in front.

"No, you... can't! You said she is mine!" Joey suddenly bent down and covered her face, and a low roar was difficult in his throat.

"No, I can't give it to you!" Joey raised his head suddenly, revealing endless madness and violence in his bloody eyes. He walked towards the witch with trembling body, and raised the evil dagger in his hand tremblingly.

"She... is mine! No~~" Joey's left hand suddenly clasped his throat, and the evil dagger in his right hand slid weakly to the ground, fell straight under the tree, curled up like shrimps, and rolled in pain.

After a while, Qin Lun stopped struggling, stood up with a hunched body, a smile appeared on his face, and looked up tiredly at the semi-finished angel on the trunk.

Looking at the skin and muscles peeled off, the witch Maiya who could vaguely see the pulsating internal organs in the bloody skeleton, Qin Lun shook his head slightly and sighed: "No wonder he reacted so fiercely. This is indeed his most perfect work so far."

"Tell me, how can I save my companion's life!" Qin Lun pinched the witch's chin and asked indifferently, "I hope you don't lie to me and cherish this last chance!"

"In... the hut, there is a crystal ball in my hut... which can preserve the human soul..."

"Where is the body? How to resurrect!" Qin Lun asked seriously with a flash of eyes.

"Flesh... No, there is no way. The potion of immortality around me has been used up. I cannot repair the body of ordinary humans. I can only use... to use the compound body of half-lid!" The witch's eyes slowly dimmed, and she could hardly hold on.

"Hmph, you can't die yet!" Qin Lun sneered and took out a soul power crystal and pressed it into the witch's broken heart core.

"What is this? Why do I feel a pure soul power!" The witch's spirit was revived.

"If I don't want you to die, you won't die. If you lied to me, I will let you enjoy the treatment of a skeleton angel!" Qin Lun showed a harmonious smile, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Now tell me what magic traps are in the hut..."

...

"Oh!" Boni slowly opened his eyes, feeling the sky was spinning, and a burning pain came from his face.

"You're awake!" Qin Lun smiled and turned his head, "Stay good rest. In a few more hours, we will be able to meet Ms. Nova and the others!"

"Doctor Stan, the witch... have we won?" Boni asked weakly, "Odo, Bray and the others..."

"They are by your side, and my servant Frank!" Qin Lun was silent for a moment, and then said lightly.

Boni struggled to support his body, and then he found that he was lying in the carriage where we werewolf was imprisoned. The bodies of Odo, Bry, and Frank were all stacked beside him, while Qin Lun was sitting in front of the carriage to catch the carriage.

The miserable corpses of his companions made Boni silent, and his heart was filled with misery. However, the blonde young man soon noticed the fourth corpse in the carriage, a skinny old man's body, definitely not any exorcist he was familiar with.

"Who is he? Is he a victim in the witch's hut?"

"Don't you know him?" Qin Lun looked at Boni with a smile, "He is a creature you brought here in person!"
Chapter completed!