Xia Tianqiong found a corpse, cut off an arm, two legs, and a head, and then used the Ghost Fire Scythe to cut off two ears before walking back to the animal skin painting.

This time it was a bit strange; only one leg was sucked into the air, while the other human body parts did not react.

Xia Tianqiong was somewhat puzzled, so he brought over a few more corpses and continued his experiment.

After several trials, I finally figured out what was going on.

Each human body can only have one part; more than that is not allowed. As for which part it is, it doesn't matter.

"What is he doing? He's dismembering the body!"

"How terrifying! How could he dismember a body so calmly? He must have done it many times before."

"Is he assembling a monster? Three heads and six arms, is he trying to create a Nezha?"

The crowd murmured amongst themselves, looking at Xia Tianqiong with strange and wary eyes.

Just then, Xia Tianqiong held a head with its eyes wide open and pieced it onto the monster's body. Suddenly, the monster came to life.

A gasp of surprise rang out from the surrounding crowd, and everyone retreated.

However, the monster did not attack anyone. Instead, it walked around the animal skin painting a few steps and then stopped.

Xia Tianqiong was slightly taken aback, as if each Frankenstein's monster had a fixed position.

After a moment's thought, I continued to piece together the monster in the third picture.

Each human body part donated yields a wisp of magical nether energy. Xia Tianqiong used more than a dozen human body parts to assemble the complete three-headed, six-armed monster.

At this moment, the Netherworld Power within his body had gathered into a small ball, about the size of a little finger.

It travels back and forth inside the body, constantly transforming it, which feels extremely comfortable.

He glanced at the third picture, which depicted a slightly more complex monster.

It has four legs, two torsos, two arms, and a head, and looks somewhat like a centaur, with a human upper body and a horse lower body.

Moreover, there are many gaps in the body's construction. For example, the arm is no longer a single, complete piece, but rather a combination of the palm, forearm, and upper arm.

This means that just one arm would have to come from three different corpses.

A rough count revealed that the third image had more than thirty seams, meaning that more than thirty corpses would be needed.

Xia Tianqiong turned her head and glanced around. There were only about twenty corpses around, and they were all incomplete, far from enough.

It seems that more people will need to die to complete the third centaur pattern.

After a moment of contemplation, he released several waiters from the bronze mirror and had them help move and cut up the corpses, then try to assemble the monster according to the body parts required by the pattern.

Unfortunately, they only managed to assemble about half of the bodies before they ran out of corpses.

Next, Xia Tianqiong did nothing but stand aside and take out her phone to check the time.

There are about six minutes left until the next fifteen-minute mark.

If he were ruthless enough, he should have gone straight into the crowd and killed people until he had enough body parts.

But looking into those expectant and hopeful eyes, many of which belonged to the elderly and children, I suddenly felt a pang of sympathy.

Although he was going to die anyway, he didn't want to be the villain.

Anyway, once the time comes, the animal skin painting will randomly kill people.

There will be corpses available when the time comes.

"Why did he stop? It looks like he didn't finish!"

"Looks like we don't have enough corpses."

"What exactly is he trying to do? Why is he fighting monsters?"

The crowd was both alarmed and curious, whispering amongst themselves.

A few minutes passed quickly, and suddenly screams came from the crowd.

Approximately twenty people had their arms, legs, heads, and other body parts torn off.

Amidst panicked gazes, the parts flew onto the still-unassembled monster, instantly transforming it into a centaur-like creature.

The parts, which were automatically assembled because the time limit had been reached, did not return the Netherworld Power to Xia Tianqiong or anyone else.

Obviously, there are rewards only for those who voluntarily offer up body parts; there are no rewards for those who do so passively.

Xia Tianqiong hurriedly ordered the waiter to drag over the twenty-odd people, intending to use them to piece together the fourth monster image.

Some people only have a broken wrist or a foot. Even if no one helps them stop the bleeding, they can hold it in their hands and won't die in a short time.

His actions finally aroused suspicion and dissatisfaction among the public.

Everyone thought he could resolve the incident, but so many more people died, and now they have to use those people to continue assembling the monster.

No matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem to be solving problems, but rather creating them.

"What exactly are you doing?"

"Are you trying to kill everyone? Why are you assembling monsters?"

"You weren't the one who orchestrated this strange incident, were you?"

Some people began to question Xia Tianqiong, and the number of people questioning her grew, gradually making the atmosphere on the scene tense.

They were afraid of the eerie, but not of Xia Tianqiong.

Xia Tianqiong didn't explain; this matter was impossible to explain clearly, and even if it were explained, it wouldn't change the outcome.

Many people are destined to die here! Perhaps even all of them will perish!

He also wanted to be a hero and be praised by others, but unfortunately, he couldn't.

The fourth image is a monster that looks like a scorpion.

The six legs are all made up of human arms, the two pincers are the two heads, and the long tail is made up of segments of the neck pieced together. The end of the tail is not a barb, but also a head.

The entire monster is probably made up of about sixty or seventy pieces.

Clearly, more people will suffer this time.

Xia Tianqiong ordered the waiter to cut up the body parts of the twenty-odd people, sparing even those who were still alive.

This scene further agitated the people around them.

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