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The researcher who had just left walked back, followed by two guards with live ammunition, pushing and shoving to escort the group of unkempt and locked-up people Takashi Sakai saw just now.

The middle-aged researcher pointed to the minute hand: "After the successful landing of C-001, we have tested it several times internally. The second energy level is probably a small to medium-sized ceremony. The mysterious sine wave is not strong. After the stimulation intensity test——"

After a pause, under the extremely silent gaze of the three people, the researcher pushed his eyes, and put it another way: "In more common terms, it is probably the damage caused by the white torch's activation of the mystery."

"The intensity of the ceremony at the second level is about the same. The three of you are fine."

"The other party has at most one ceremonial person, just a few contacts."

Takashi Sakai nodded, half understanding.

"As for the 'type' of the hour hand, we haven't fully tested the results yet. "

Speaking of the hour hand, the middle-aged researcher was a little distressed, "After all, the mystery has only appeared for a year or two, and we have no experience and materials for reference at all."

Bai Ju is not interested in this.

He turned his head and said to Reiko and Takashi Sakai: "These don't mean much to you, you just need to know what the third type pointed by the hour hand represents."

"Type [-]: Chaos Ritual."

The researcher squinted at Bai Ju, said nothing, waved his hand, and asked two guards to escort the man to the secret ceremony.

"These are death row prisoners." Bai Ju pointed to the ones in front of him and those who were locked up when he first came in: "Activating the "Secret Ritual" requires a price. "

"Bai Jusang always looks so plain."

The researcher smiled and unfastened the handcuffs of the condemned prisoner, joking while moving, with half-rimmed glasses resting on the bridge of his nose, with fox-like eyes squinting through the lenses: "Obviously he is the highest-level ritual practitioner."

Bai Ju stared at the other party expressionlessly: "I'm not strong enough."

"Oh, what a terrible word."

The male condemned prisoner seemed to be resisting a little. He struggled to get out of the guard's grip.

"Do you want to refuse?"

The middle-aged researcher did not forcefully use force. He pushed back the two guards a little bit, and walked up to the condemned prisoner with a sly smile on his face: "No matter how much it costs, as long as you survive, your sentence can be commuted."

"Or do you want to reject this opportunity and go back to prison and wait for the death penalty next month?"

The sound of ticking water jumped off the rock wall and landed on the guard's military boots.

The condemned prisoner struggled and slowly lowered his head.

Chapter 161 Chapter 35 The third energy level

In the end, the condemned prisoner did not control his desire to survive.

It's better to live than to die.

His bony arms were lifted up by two guards and controlled, in front of him was the center of [Secret Ritual]——

The starting point of the three hands, a round, black hole.

It was pitch black inside.

"quick."

While being urged, the condemned prisoner bit his cheek, closed his eyes tightly, and slowly put his fingers into the hole, bit by bit, bit by bit...

Some kind of mouth opening and closing sound appeared in the ears of several people.

It seems that the lips and tongue, which have been dry for a long time, opened the organs that have been closed for many years when encountering deliciousness and desire——

puff.

The condemned prisoner's hand was dragged in like this.

Immediately, there was a huge chewing sound!

Click, click, click.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

He struggled, his intact right arm pushed away from the guard's restraint, grabbed the wrist of his left hand, and pulled it out desperately!

"Save me! Save me!!"

"I repent! No!!"

Shouting like crazy!

Except for Sakai Xiao who showed an unbearable face, the rest of the people looked at him indifferently.

The loud swallowing and chewing sound continued.

"Depending on the energy level and mystery of the rituals we detect, the price it requires is also different."

Taking advantage of the time when the clock was eating, the middle-aged researcher found a chair and sat down as if nothing had happened. At some point, an extra thermos was in his hand.

There was a burst of tea fragrance inside.

"During the test, Bai Ju led several teams to perform mystery at the same time, and the cost of detecting them was only three fingers. Of course, the cost of detecting the ongoing ceremony requires more, which is not equivalent to those who simply scan the ceremony."

Sakai Xiao looked at the noncommittal Baiju, and then at the death row prisoner who was struggling like a fish landing on the shore, a burst of coldness ran through his body.

The secret instrument is still swallowing.

It came to life like a ravenous creature, and after biting his wrist, it began to devour his forearm.

"Save me! Save me!!"

The forearm sank in, and the big arm gradually approached the hole.

Click, click.

The greedy surface hole did not let a drop of blood flow out, sucking the interstitial fluid and the sweetness in the blood vessels, even the bones were crushed into slag, chewed and swallowed.

The upper arm is also gone.

At this time, the condemned prisoner was like a naive child who accidentally stuck his arm because of his playfulness—his entire arm disappeared in front of the huge clock, his face was pale, and his body trembled from time to time.

"……help me."

The voice gradually lowered, seemingly absent.

"In other words, the more it devours, it means..."

Usami Reiko frowned, somewhat puzzled.

"That's right." After taking a sip of tea, the researcher pointed to the minute hand: "The higher the energy level, the farther the distance is, and the more flesh and blood we need to find each other with the secret instrument."

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not a pervert either."

While laughing, the researcher spread his hands towards Takashi Sakai, expressing his emotions helplessly in his long and narrow eyes: "It has been tested, and only human flesh and blood can do it. What do you think we were like at the beginning?"

"Of course it was pigs and cows at first.

Who would use humans as fuel if this big baby wasn't working? "

"That's human."

A long silence and...

Gulp.

Bai Ju felt something was wrong.

"Why is it still going on?"

The middle-aged researcher also stood up, calmly finally disappearing.

He put on his glasses nervously, like a strange uncle, and looked around under the two-person high dial, putting his ears close to the dial.

"Shouldn't be..."

At this time, the condemned prisoner was already dead.

After the arm was swallowed, the dissatisfied clock continued to eat. It sucked away the flesh of the condemned prisoner like a bone marrow.

The shape hanging outside is now just a piece of human skin.

The inside is all gone.

Including bones, even... brains, eyeballs.

He finally stopped struggling for help.

"No...look." Bai Ju stretched out his hand, and in his sight, the minute hand had already crossed the second scale, and it was precisely on the 'three'.

"The third level...is in trouble."

The middle-aged researcher frowned, and the wrinkles on his face increased with his solemn expression.

"For the third level, two or three field teams are needed to act together, Bai Ju, you..."

Bai Ju shook his head.

"There are not enough people, they are all performing tasks in their respective positions."

The man pulled up his camouflage combat uniform, "We can't just watch the Chaos Ritual go on—"

"It would be interesting if something descended from those bastards."

The middle-aged researcher nodded in agreement, turned around, and muttered again: "It's good that success comes, there are no research samples yet..."

cough.

Just as he was speaking, the living clock started working again.

From the bottomless hole, a strange white mixed with red liquid slowly flowed out, along the dial, all the way to the ground.

Stay on the tiptoes of the three people.

This is a... map?

"I know this place!" Takashi Sakai shouted, "I've been there before, it's a school!"

school?

Bai Ju nodded, subconsciously touched the cold weapon on his waist, and turned to thank the researcher.

"That's it for today, we have to hurry over. If you follow up, please write a report for me."

These words made the originally calm researcher lose his face: "Hey, what do you mean, you obviously used it, why did you ask me to write the report!"

"Let's go, Sakai, order the ammunition." Bai Ju ignored him.