Chapter 218 Return
Faced with the strong and powerful Billy, Angela had no room for bargaining.
She originally wanted to agree verbally first, and then destroy the body after Billy left. This way, at least the other party would have no evidence in his hands, and she would have some room for maneuver.
But the moment she agreed, Billy suddenly stepped forward at such a fast speed that Thor, who was hanging in the sky, had no time to react. Angela only saw a shadow, and then she found that her lower abdomen was in pain, and something pierced into it through her belly button.
But when she subconsciously lowered her head and pressed her lower abdomen, she didn't find any sharp objects.
"What did you do to me?" the girl almost screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Don't be nervous," Billy still had no intention of showing any sympathy, "I just planted a toxin in your body."
He slowly stepped back, "If you want to play any tricks in future cooperation... I will let you turn into a flower."
Billy nodded to Angela and said, "Turn off the lab work within three days and come to 1701 to find me."
After saying that, Billy turned around and left the laboratory without giving Angela a chance to speak.
After Billy left, Angela was trembling all over. She bit her lips tightly and did not relax even after bleeding.
Thor silently dropped several tentacles from the ceiling and slowly approached Angela's little face.
"It's all your fault." Angela's face looked gloomy.
Thor was stunned and the tentacles stopped approaching.
"If I die, you can't live either!" Angela continued.
Her left hand suddenly came up and slapped her hard.
Then Angela's expression changed. The girl, who had just been full of resentment and surprise, suddenly raised the corners of her mouth and revealed a creepy smile.
"Don't forget, I'm the one who can perform the blessing, and you're the one who's been poisoned."
Angela's expression changed again, with a hint of fear in her anger, "Aren't you afraid that I will report you to Teacher Kaz and have him throw you out?"
Then, she smiled smugly, "Poor little girl, you and I have been fused for such a long time, you don't think you can easily eliminate me, do you?"
She still controlled Angela's body, walked to the glass cabinet door, and moved her head left and right, admiring the beauty of this body.
Then she suddenly raised her hand and grabbed the fat on her chest.
"Well... although I can't remember whether I was a man or a woman in my previous life, I am still very satisfied with this body. I will reluctantly continue to share it with you."
Angela's cheeks flushed instantly, but her expression was still one of enjoyment.
Thor could see clearly from the side that the vengeful spirit hidden in Angela was about to threaten the status of Angela's main soul.
If this continues, their priorities will be completely reversed, instead of what the evil spirit calls "sharing".
Although Thor had figured it out, he had no intention of intervening. He was just interested in the smell of the vengeful spirit, but he also felt that "skinning" was too troublesome.
After an unknown amount of time, Angela finally seemed to regain control of her body. She immediately let go of her hand, and a look of pain flashed across her face.
But the pain soon turned into resentment. She looked at the two boys lying on the cart and walked over with a gloomy face.
Now that she has nowhere to escape, she doesn't want to give anyone else a chance to live.
She pulled out a golden knife and stabbed it into the younger boy's chest without hesitation.
“Puff!”
The severe pain finally woke the boy who had been unconscious for a long time with a scream.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a beautiful girl in front of him, but with a distorted and terrifying expression.
“Wow—Brother!”
David, who was only nine years old, had no ability to resist at all. His only hope was his brother George, who worked with him to clean the corridor.
George was also awakened by his brother's wailing, but even if he opened his eyes, he could only watch helplessly as his brother's heart was taken out.
"David..." George's eyes instantly turned red. He struggled to get up, but he couldn't move at all. Even his voice was so weak that it sounded like he was breathing.
"Don't worry." Angela said coldly, "You'll be the next one."
She dragged David, whose struggling movements were becoming less and less, onto a bright red round carpet.
Then, Angela squatted down and stretched out the golden knife towards David's head.
Because George was lying on his back on the cart, he couldn't see what Angela did to David.
But he could hear.
"Wow, wow, wow..." George could only cry.
Because he heard the sound of a sharp tool cutting through muscle, a sound he had heard in his kitchen when he used a knife to cut beef.
Because he heard the sound of the blade scraping against the bone, a sound he had heard before when feeding the beasts.
But he never thought that he would hear these voices from his own brother.
After Angela finished trimming the sacrifice, sweat broke out on her forehead. She stood up with a venting smile on her face, then took out a few magic crystals from her arms and embedded them around the increasingly bright red carpet.
The next second, black lines suddenly appeared on the carpet as if someone had drawn them. These lines first appeared from the location where the magic crystal was inserted, and then continued to extend, twist and reconstruct, and finally the lines intersected, the runes echoed, and formed a complete witchcraft array.
Thor, who had been watching everything indifferently, suddenly began to regain consciousness when he noticed the magic circle on the carpet.
He had seen this magic circle, or rather, a simplified version of it.
His consciousness began to think and his reason began to return. Thor fell from the ceiling, and the snarling octopus tentacles stayed obediently beside him.
"If I swap the amplification rune and the condensation rune in this magic circle... wouldn't that be the magic circle I got in Mofan Town?"
Thor walked over slowly and watched a milky white spirit slowly emerge from the boy's brain.
Perhaps it was because he was too young, and even with the help of the magic circle, he had not formed a complete spiritual body.
Thor saw that the little boy's head was intact, but his body was blurry and unclear, as if it was blurred with mosaics.
Angela frowned; the appearance of the boy's spirit obviously did not meet her expectations.
She kicked the corpse out of the magic circle, walked to the cart in a rage and dragged George, who was lying on it, out.
George's face was covered with tears at this time, and he even felt a sense of relief when Angela pulled him out of the stroller.
His brother's death was painful, but what was even more painful was that he didn't know when it would be his turn.
Waiting to die is the hardest thing to endure.
Because Angela was holding George's feet, when he fell, the back of his head hit the ground directly.
George, who was already in a trance and almost emotionally collapsed, fainted in an instant.
Angela didn't care about the life or death of the sacrifice. She dragged George onto the blood-red carpet, leaving a trail of bright red blood along the way.
"George?" Thor finally recognized that this boy was his only friend, or fellow prisoner, when he was a servant.
Because he often stayed in the morgue and warehouse and rarely set foot in the public areas where servants could pass, he hadn't seen George for a long time.
Memories of the past surface.
The panic of just crossing over, the anger of being bullied, the helplessness of seeing the blood in the corridor, the surprise of the diary, the fear of Kong Sha's appearance, the joy of becoming an apprentice, the despair of being besieged by monsters, the pleasure of killing the enemy...
Thor stood on the ground, the octopus tentacles shrank and merged into his body, and human limbs reappeared.
Following reason, emotions begin to return.
Thor: Not crazy for now, thank you.
(End of this chapter)
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