The magic cards I made are no problem

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This doctor also seemed to be frightened crazy, a little delirious.

The doctors and nurses who witnessed all this outside the door were also full of fear and anger. They knew that Durkan and Eve were finished.

But they can't do anything about it.

Next, it will be their turn, because this kind of task must be answered by a doctor.

I just hope that this chief physician can support them for a while longer, until they get off work...

In the operating room, Durkan's expression gradually returned to calm.

next second.

I saw Durkan walked to the door of the operating room, gently closed the door, and then locked it.

When he turned around, there was already a ghostly smile on his face, as if it was difficult to suppress the truest feelings in his heart.

This ambiguous smile immediately gave Amos a chill down his spine.

How to make it look like this guy is a criminal...

But she quickly figured it out, this guy was just bluffing.

Once the operation started, how could any doctor threaten her.

But seeing Durkan's obviously bad expression, Eve felt unexpectedly relieved.

It's as if I'm in the dark, but my teammates are indescribable things that are darker than black. It's hard to say who is more dangerous, myself or the enemy.

Durkan tapped his fingers.

Eve trotted to the corner knowingly, moved a chair for Durkan and set it up.

Then Durkan sat down on the chair, facing Colonel Amos on the operating table.

"What do you mean?"

Amos frowned.

She probably figured it out a bit.

It can be seen from the aura that this doctor belongs to the kind of genius doctor who is used to being arrogant, even if he is about to die, he still has to look domineering.

Amos then sneered twice, stared at Durkan and said:

"Compared to your current appearance, I will savor your miserable and pitiful appearance begging for mercy later, and it will have a different flavor."

"..."

Durkan sat quietly on the chair with a flat expression and didn't say anything.

But the corners of his mouth still couldn't help trembling slightly.

He also realized that if he laughed at this time, he would look like a perverted murderer.

This is not suitable for him.

Be sure to show your own medical style and ethics.

Seeing Durkan's uninteresting reaction, Amos sneered twice and lay down on the operating table.

It seemed that he was waiting for the countdown to start the surgery to end.

At that time, even this doctor will be lifted from the restrictions on attacking the patient during the operation, and there is no way to influence her.

It doesn't make any sense either.

Because they shot at the same time, doctor, it is impossible to beat her faster!

Subsequently.

Durkan took out a thick notebook with a black cover from his pocket, then opened it and spread it on his hands.

"Name Ammoth, racial demon, gender androgynous..."

Durkan compared the information given by the hospital and wrote on the book.

But did not complete the last step - infusing mana.

Later, as long as [Rundown Poet] and [Elegy Mermaid] are summoned and the effect of [Decan Gospel] is activated, this farce will be over.

Durkan looked at the time, there are still a few minutes.

Immediately felt a little bored.

After thinking about it, he turned his head, looked at Eve and asked:

"In this situation, do you think poison magic, spiritual magic, or curse magic, which one is more suitable for dealing with the opponent?"

"If you want to win, you can only use poison magic..."

Eve naturally knew what Durkan meant.

All three are types of magic commonly used by succubus.

Spiritual magic is often uncontrollable and has a short effective time, and the effect will be greatly reduced in the face of enemies stronger than oneself.

Curse magic is more about weakening the negative state of the enemy. Unless you have a super curse and meet certain conditions, you can hardly subdue enemies that are much stronger than yourself with curses.

Then only poison magic has infinite possibilities.

"But for Amos, if you choose to use poison magic, you will probably be directly defeated and killed."

Durkan sighed and said.

It's like teaching Eve.

"When she first entered the operating room, her clothes were intact, which means that she did not use self-harm to obtain conditions to actively attack the doctor, so the doctor could only give her anesthesia first, and then she fought back."

That's all Durkan said, but he believed that Eve already understood.

"She has a very high resistance to poison, so she dares to come to the anesthesiology department and carry out her plan wantonly like this!"

Eve also muttered to herself as if she had suddenly realized.

If you really have a chance to fight with Amos, but choose to use poison magic by mistake, then your original hope will be ruined!

But then he frowned.

You are a dragon demon, shouldn't you be good at face-to-face and attack spells?

How to look like an expert in dirty tricks?

Seeing that Durkan and Eve started to teach on the spot like teachers and students, Amos couldn't help frowning.

Isn't it a little too contemptuous of her?

Is she a small animal in the laboratory that the professor uses as an example to lecture?

"Hehe, as expected of the Chief Physician, you are indeed right, I have a poison resistance that exceeds that of ordinary demons, but so what?"

Amos said with a cold expression.

"Nothing, just to pass the time."

Durkan replied flatly.

Then he ignored Amos again and began to guide Eve, who also nodded frequently, as if she had learned a lot.

"You... I promise you will die in the cruelest... most desperate way..."

Amos is finally annoyed by Durkan and Eve's insulting behavior.

The look looked extremely terrifying and muttered to himself.

At the same time, I also look forward to the end of the countdown.

She decided not to wait for the doctor to anesthetize her, but to directly mutilate herself, tearing off the doctor's limbs, biting into pieces and swallowing them!

Time passed minute by minute.

Finally, Amos waited for the moment when the operation was forced to start.

The moment she repeated her old trick and was about to pierce her chest with her hand.

Immediately, Amos was filled with black air, and the black mist and sea tide surged in the operating room, as if he had fallen into an abyss.

Amos, who hadn't succeeded in self-mutilation, fell from the operating table to the ground and rolled around a few times before stopping.

The pain seemed to tear her soul apart!

Durkan watched the effect with satisfaction.

Sure enough, the magic cards he made were all insanely handsome.

Although [Decan Gospel] is generally used as an ultra-long-range countermeasure weapon.

However, once this piece of equipment can be used frontally in a short distance and its relatively special activation conditions (real name, race, gender) are met, it can be superimposed with the total 20 times pain increase of [Runned Poet] and [Elegy Mermaid], even if Durkan uses it The normal strength of the [Decan Gospel] curse, after 20 times the pain, is enough to make the enemy unbearable!

"It hurts!!! What did you bastard do?!"

Amos wailed hoarsely.

Although she does not understand the principle.

But she knew that the doctor must have used an extremely weird curse method!

"Humph."

Durkan moved his chair and made himself face Amos who fell on the ground.

He crossed his fingers and dragged his chin, looking at Colonel Amos with a hint of mockery in his expression.

This familiar feeling.

Such a wonderful experience.

Everything came back.

"The devil world is full of extraordinary..."

Durkan couldn't help sighing softly.

What he meant was obvious.

Amos is not qualified to ask questions.

Next, it was time for his unilateral interrogation.

Durkan wanted to ask a question a long time ago, but Durkan couldn't get tired of seeing Amos struggling.

So I couldn't help but enjoy it quietly for a while.

Amos glared at Decan angrily. Although her eyes were full of bloodthirsty light, she tried all her strength to try to find a chance to fight back against Decan, but the constant pain accompanied by the curse was almost bringing her to the verge of collapse. .

"Please...let me go...it was my fault..."

In the end, she could only accept the facts, as if she had thrown away all her self-esteem, and begged for mercy with an extremely weak voice.

' Durkan nodded with satisfaction.

But it wasn't because he was satisfied with Amos's begging for mercy, but because he thought her begging for mercy was very cute, like Mr. Batchel in the cooking classroom of Demon Academy.

Finally, Durkan couldn't help but ask:

"Looking at your race and appearance, do you know a demon named Bacher?"

"What? You know my uncle?"

Amos seemed to have found a glimmer of hope.

She raised her head with all her strength just now, and noticed that the devil-like doctor's eyes softened the moment Bachel's name was mentioned.

Looking at it like this, it is obvious that he has a deep relationship with Uncle Baqier!

Maybe I can save myself!

"Oh, it turned out to be Mrs. Batchel's niece, what a coincidence, no wonder she looks so similar."

Durkan's smile warmed up like a spring breeze.

"Can you let me go?! For Uncle Bacher's sake!"

Amos tried his best to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying, and begged Durkan.

She felt that hope was getting closer.