God-level Demon Hunter

The rest of the doors are open.

After Roy ran to the outermost side to open the door, he found that there was no one outside the door, only the flickering fire, and the faint sound of needles could be heard quietly in the dim space.

The two guards on duty are still missing.

"What a hell!" Roy mentally locked onto the weapon in the space, and muttered back to Todd as if nothing had happened. This time he didn't close the door.

Todd is holding a dark brown fan-shaped tissue to observe.

Those are the lungs.

The lungs, which were supposed to be smooth, became severely blackened, with black interstitial fluid and hyperplasia covering the entire surface of the lungs like a spider web.

Todd's face was full of astonishment. Under normal circumstances, this kind of situation would only appear in the body of a ten-year-old smoker.And Aisha is less than 20 years old, it is impossible.

"Could it be tuberculosis?"

Roy put some black tissue on his finger and sniffed it under his nose, "It's not tuberculosis, it's a burn! It smells like burnt burnt meat, and it's probably half-cooked."

"..."

"Okay, let me be serious. But with this level of lung damage, I can probably imagine that there must be burns everywhere on the deceased's body, but in fact the body surface is intact."

The two were even more puzzled.

Todd gritted his teeth, cut off the heart, liver, spleen and other internal organs of the corpse and examined them carefully.

As expected.The heart, spleen, and liver suffered similar burns to the lungs.

"That appears to be the cause of death."

What is the reason that the surface of Aisha's body is intact, but her internal organs are burnt?

Body intact?

"Wait, let me take a closer look."

The demon hunter snatched the knife from Todd's hand, and unbelievingly checked the peeled chest skin.Cut through the fat and muscle to separate the skin from that jelly-like layer of blood.

Then he froze—

A black ink mark appeared on the skin.

Following the ink marks, the two of them spread out the skin that had been divided into two halves to the sides of their chests, and fell into extreme shock.

From the chest to the back, a huge pattern was clearly depicted on the whole piece of skin that had been peeled away—a clock-like disc, surrounded by black cone-shaped tentacles, like the black light radiating from the sun.

And the disc is engraved with densely packed black characters that are difficult to identify,

And the most eye-catching ancient numbers in the central row.

"1261..." The ancient language mastered by the demon hunter allowed him to recognize these numbers, and he subconsciously read out, "The month of maturity, the 40th day."

"Master, what is the significance of this date?"

"September 1261, 9. Isn't it the day Aisha disappeared more than two months ago." The demon hunter tried his best to distinguish the remaining obscure words that filled his skin.

"Damn it! What did the murderer do to her?!" Todd's face was bruised and almost crazy. He traveled all over the world for more than ten years, and he could barely recognize the numbers in the pattern, but the rest of his eyes were dark. I don't understand it at all.

He could only be in a hurry.

"Be quiet, Todd." The demon hunter rubbed his temples in distress, and he vaguely recognized a small part of the text in the pattern.This kind of writing has similarities and differences with the ancient language and lingua franca he has mastered, the Nilfgaardian he has understood, and the old prophecies.

But he had seen this kind of writing in the library of the Temple of Melitelli-from the extinct races, the Wozig and the Doks.

It's a pity that that period of time was too short, and he had learned far from enough Woziger characters. He only knew less than fifty of the hundreds of characters in the pattern.

Can only recall and guess.

"I figured it out. This pile of ancient texts records a ceremony."

There was a look of fear in the witcher's eyes.

"ceremony?"

"Sin, sin, forgive me, Aisha."

After muttering a word, Roy did the same thing the next moment, and quickly cut the skin of the corpse's two palms and feet, as well as the skin of the scalp and abdomen.

A total of six parts, under six skins, recorded six lines of different characters as black as ink.

In Roy's mystic knowledge, the six-pointed star has many meanings.

For example, summoning alien creatures.

There are also theories of a cult of darkness.

Of course, the hexagram circle will appear in many other ceremonies.

"What's written on it?"

"The curse... was born on a day without light..."

Roy stammered and tried to decipher the meaning of these six sentences,

Immediately, the scalp tingled.

"A dark day refers to a solar eclipse, born on a dark day," Todd said solemnly. "Isn't that a girl like Aisha who bears the curse of the black sun?"

left hand.

"Torture... Despair is the mother of destruction..." Roy continued to read, his internal organs were scorched by flames, which was undoubtedly a cruel torture.

"Is the dissection work we are doing now a kind of torture?" Todd couldn't help being taken aback.

Sudden regret, but this is the end of the matter, they have to move on and figure it out.

Interpretation work into the next step.

Right hand.

"Profanity...innocence must be polluted..."

"So the murderer targeted her because she was still pure. Destroying the purity is also part of the ritual."

Todd was silent, his eyes were bloodshot, and he tried his best to suppress the anger in his chest.

left foot.

"Sacrifice...you need to put the living to death..."

As for the writing on the right foot, the witcher really didn't recognize it.

And finally the text on the belly.

"Hunting...the dead turned into minions..."

"Continue, master, what did you say in the end?"

"Resurrection..."

"The resurrection of the dead..."

"So that's it," the witcher suddenly realized, "I think I know who the murderer of the coroner is." Half of the coroner's scalp was bitten off, and a bunch of black hair he found in the mouth of the half-elf corpse gave the answer.

The murderer used his fingernails, teeth, fists, and feet to do everything he could.

Crazy, what could be crazier than a dead man getting up?

"Wait, there is one last sentence? Master, take a look..."

"Hmm... absorbing... mature? I'm sorry, I don't understand this sentence completely."

There is an ancient language vocabulary behind this obscure text.

Sweeping the last characters of the demon hunter, his face suddenly froze and became extremely ugly.

"Matio..."

"Matio Sikura, collection?!"

Roy's pupils narrowed into a slit, and his breathing stopped for a moment.

Then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

It turned out that after escaping from the Temple Island laboratory, this guy——

"Bastard, you're still hiding in Nuocheng!"

"boom!"

As if responding to the witcher's guess, the outermost iron door was slammed shut by something from the outside, with such force that the entire morgue trembled slightly.

"Ding ding..."

"Ding ding..."

Immediately afterwards, bells rang continuously.

The faces of the witcher and Todd froze.

In the morgue, the dead who were lying under the white cloth all sat up from the wooden bed in an instant.

Chapter 35 The Risen One

The snake pie pendant vibrated wildly, almost breaking free from the witcher's neck.

At the same time, more than 20 "cataract patients" looked at the two people behind in unison, and more than 20 pairs of pale and cloudy eyes did not blink.

The air seemed to freeze suddenly.

An extremely strange scene appeared in the dark morgue—the dead man sat up from the bed, twisting his neck mechanically like a puppet, and some necks almost twisted 180 degrees, turning half a circle from the front chest to the back, only For "affectionate" look at this side.

The firelight clearly showed that their faces were bruised, bloody wounds, corpse spots, and disgusting decay, like clowns with coquettish makeup.

On the other side, the faces of the two were stiff, their scalps were numb, and they subconsciously leaned close together to cover each other.

"Master, I'll cover you, let's rush out!" Todd clenched the cold-glittering scalpel in his left hand, and grasped the forceps-shaped rib opener in his right hand, with a hint of excitement and fear in his deliberately low voice.

It would be difficult for anyone to maintain composure while being stared at by twenty or thirty revived dead men.

"Remember, don't be afraid of being stared at by hungry mad dogs. The more you are afraid, the more ferocious they will be. As soon as you run, they will swarm you and attack your weak point."

"If you run, you will definitely die. If you don't run, you can pull a few backs before you die."

"Grumbling..."

While talking, the witcher had already swallowed the potion of Thunder and Pai Cui, and threw away the empty potion bottle, a row of black blood vessels appeared on his cheek.

At some point in his hand, there was a dark red long sword full of runes, and the long sword danced like a sword flower, casting silver light in midair.

A cold light flickered in the slender vertical pupils of the demon hunter looking at the dead.

"Resurrected

Health: 80

Attributes:

Power: 8

Agility: 7

Constitution: 8

Perception: 4

Will: none

Charisma: 0

Spirit: 2

skill:

Body of the Dead (Passive Solidification): The unknown power temporarily recalls the dead back to the world, but only the body, no soul.

It does not feel pain and is immune to psychic attacks and poisons.

......"

Roy withdrew his gaze, looked around quickly, and observed the terrain. If he faced less than five resurrected people at once, he could still win the battle, but there were too many opponents, so he had to give up the idea.

On the contrary, the corpse did not launch an attack the first time it was resurrected.

Whether they reacted a little slower or were still observing, it undoubtedly created a chance for the two to escape.