Age of Adepts

Inside the shady underground stone chamber.

A stone anatomical table was placed in the center of the stone chamber with a beautiful young female elf lying flat on her back.

The clothes and equipment on her body had been disarmed and thrown to one side.

At this time, she was almost pure, fibrous, and there was no hidden debris on her body. And her forehead is depicted with a pigment as bright as blood as a strange symbol. It is because of the influence and action of this symbol, the elf is clearly conscious, but difficult to manipulate and direct her body.

The whole body is disjointed from her spiritual consciousness, being able to feel the presence of every part and even the chills brought on by the cold airflow as it scrapes from the bare skin. But she's bizarre and difficult to manipulate any part of her body.

Don't move your little finger, she can't even close her eyes!

With her eyes wide open, the elves' beautiful, crystal clear eyes reveal unspeakable fear and unease.

The environment here, the atmosphere here, and the two black figures standing in front of the anatomical table looking at their bodies without expression.

It all scared the elves to scream.

But when the elf tried to scream in horror, she found her mouth like it was stuck in strong gum, so it was difficult to open it. And her throat was completely unmanipulated by her consciousness, making it difficult for her to make a vague throat sound.

“It's a good material, but it's just a simple anatomical understanding, you need to waste a first-order elf...” Ndo standing beside Grimm wriggled his body, through his dull, cloudy eyes, holding his mouth and whispering.

And in her arms, a peculiar puppet the size of a palm, covered in green oil, was grabbing her collar and playing there. And on her shoulder, floating a strangely shaped black puppet.

From a distance, this black puppet is like a tiny figure pinched in black fabric with skewed sewing threads and some hard to recognize dark symbols on the body surface. There are no irregular five officials on the little head, only a horrible monocular eye drawn with blood.

Without hands and feet, the black puppet floats so weirdly on the shoulders of Poisonoundo that three green light spots surround the delicate body.

If anyone could climb up close and look, it would surely be frightening to discover that the three green spots of light are, of course, three extremely shrinking, terrible ghosts. They have no body, only a horrible face made up of purely negative energy. They scream and scream terribly every moment, trying to escape the body of a sewing ghost.

But it never worked.

So they resent, scream, curse madly every living thing in the world, every living thing.

Just a little closer to them you can feel the cold, dark smell of the forest.

After a period of cultivation, Grimm hand-built plague spirits and sewing ghosts have barely reached the first level of elementary strength, and each possesses some particularly terrifying abilities. But unfortunately, with their current strength, they still can't help him in any way and can only continue to cultivate them slowly.

Perhaps when they are advanced to level 1, it is possible to play a little bit of a role in the battle of level 2 strong!

Somehow, Grimm cultivated these two helpers, and Toxic Endo, were extremely involved. Whenever Grimm releases them, they get bored with the old witch, and a pair of Ndo looks like their owner.

This is especially helpless for Grimm!

After all, Toxic Endo is also a special dark body, similar to the origins of the two little guys. Grimm, on the other hand, is a purely flaming body, falling within the category of positive energy, so no wonder two little guys are not waiting.

After all these years of witchcraft life, Grimm has been completely and completely integrated into the witchcraft rhythm.

He put on a plain grey cloth robe and stood faceless in front of the stone table, his eyes seemingly reflecting a photographic blueprint. Ming Zheng, a charming beauty in front of him, did not have any excitement or exhilaration, but flipped her elves fingers and arms with interest.

“Muscles are not developed and strong enough, and there may be a lot of loss in strength...”

“However, the muscle lines are smooth and should be compensated for their flexibility and coordination…”

“The skeleton is too thin, calcified only 76% of the human skeleton and weighs 33% lighter than the human body. It is estimated that the ability to fight will decrease by 21%, increase flexibility by 48%, and improve coordination by 52% …”

Grimm is like one of the most professional connoisseurs, stretching out her elongated white fingers and gently brushing over the elves' limbs and waist, chest and abdomen, etc. He even raised the elf's hands and took a closer look at the position and thickness of the cocoon between his palms and wrists.

“This is a good quality elf archer, and the degree of cocooning and position of her left and right hands are not very different, indicating that both her left and right hands are equally flexible. However, based on the difference between cocoons, she still likes to clip arrows in her right hand and play with knives in her left hand..."

Grimm slowly checked and slowly shared his views.

Narcotics Ndo whispered to himself and two little guys and didn't care what he said. Only the elf blue eyes contracted in uninhabited, obviously frightened to the extreme, but her body was still stretching smoothly, without any physiological response as it should have.

“You're probably wondering why we're blocking your control over your body and not intoxicating your consciousness?” Grimm carefully examined the elf's body to satisfy the other person's gaze.

The elf's eyes revealed a mystery of questioning, but there was still no movement.

“It's simple!” Grimm said calmly, "because we need to know how to connect and communicate with your demonized organs and your spiritual consciousness in a moment of autopsy. In the process, I do not want your emotions to interfere with the surgical process, nor do I want you to be completely unconscious, making it difficult to find out how the demonized organs function and work under conscious control..."

“So let the surgery begin...”

As soon as Grimm lifted his hand, a silver-shinkling scalpel penetrated deep into the elf's chest.

As Grimm gently scrolled down, causing a creepy chirp, the elf's chest opened like a book by him...

Below is an unusually brutal, bloody, live autopsy.

To gain a clear understanding of the internal structure of the Pokémon and how their mental consciousness works, Grimm deliberately confines the mental consciousness of the Pokémon to the brain using imprisoned symbols. In this way, the physical physiological response can still clearly act on her mental consciousness, but she is unable to manipulate her body normally.

Flesh * A wave of terrible physical pain attacked the spirit consciousness of the elf. She clearly had white eyes, but her face was still calm.

Grimm reaches into the elf's chest and gently flips through it to reveal a bloody fresh organ from time to time. All his organs were carefully placed in glassware of various colors and sizes.

It is filled with carefully formulated light yellow nutrients that maintain the short-term activity of the removed organs.

Heart, Liver, Spleen, Lung, Kidney, Stomach Bladder, Bowel...

Grim's hands are flexibly cut.

Every time a blood vessel is cut off, he flicks his fingers lightly, sealing the bleeding mouth with a sudden, tiny flame. This way, the elves will not die of excessive blood loss. And the inside of the elf's chest was almost emptied by strange witchcraft, but she still didn't die.

Instead, over and over again, he suffers torture far more terrible than Ling!

Grimm shook her head regrettably after examining all the organs in the elf.

Looks like it's just an ordinary elf archer without any magic talent. In her body, no obvious demonization abnormality of any visceral organs was detected.

Grimm hesitated for a moment.

Looks like the only way to study the relationship between forest elves and natural spells is to dissect those Druids!

However, the elf in front of her is going to die sooner or later, so let's maximize her utilisation value...

Grimm immediately and without hesitation took out the knife, hammer, chisel and other surgical equipment, and carefully opened the elf's head.

He tore her to this point, and even with the stimulus of witchcraft and the maintenance of life potion, the life of the elf slipped unstoppably into the abyss of death.

Grimm waved, successively launching several temporary witch watchdogs, beginning to fully and meticulously monitor every inch of the elf's brain.

Grimm then gently erased the imprisoned symbol on the elf's forehead and appended it to her ear with a tempting voice: "Pray to your God with all your strength at the last moment when your life is about to pass! ”

Already conscious of some chaos, the elf obviously in a mental breakdown seemed to suddenly have a little spirit again, and his lips were creeping, sending a sincere prayer with the voice of a faint mosquito fly to his god immersed in his whole heart.

A strange force that is difficult for ordinary people to perceive diffuses from the conscious body of the elves, and through certain special mental nodes of the brain, strangely creates a hidden and obscure channel of faith somewhere in the distance.

And at the moment when that passage of faith opened, Grimm felt a strong and unknown spiritual will that was spreading rapidly here through the passage of faith.

Surveillance witch arrays haunting the elf's brain immediately went from yellow to dark red, and then sounded a strange beep alert.

In addition to watching the Witch Array, Grim squints his eyes to maximize the detection and perspective capabilities of the chip.

Combined, soon Grim firmly locked the location of the Faith Gateway.

Pfft…

A tiny fireball burst into a locked position, completely annihilating the last faint mental consciousness of the elf. As the spirit of the elf collapsed, so did that channel of faith.

In the midst of the underworld, Grimm seemed to hear a roar and growl that shook heaven and earth...