Vol 2 Chapter 83: Hult's misfortune

Now lying on the punk experiment platform is a slender young man. He is firmly fixed by a few magic chains, even if he desperately squeezes the last bit of power in his body and struggles with all his strength, but under the restraint of unbreakable energy, only With the power of an ordinary person, it is too much to see!
　　 This young man is Hult!
After all, Hult did not escape, and even more unfortunately, as the only "surviving" slave, he was captured alive by punk and caught by a mage looking for high-quality experimental materials. Hult's fate can be imagined. And know...
An apprentice-level "throat clamp" restricted his vocalization. Hort's horrified Holt widened his bloodshot eyes and watched punk put the delicate alchemy tools on a tray full of punk runes. Those weird wailings that can be clearly heard in the dungeon surfaced in his mind, now............Such fate is about to fall on his own head!
Punk carefully checked every alchemy tool with a blank face, and repeatedly confirmed that the above magic circle was running smoothly and the enchanting effect was intact. The next alchemy experiment is the key, and his own conjecture about the split of the soul will be obtained in this experiment. Confirmed!
This experimental material named Holt can be said to be an unexpected surprise. When the punk Golem No. 1 spotted Holt who had fainted from hunger in the corner, through the perception of Golem No. 1, punk keenly discovered that Holt actually had Very high willpower and mental power, and even a little talent as a stalker, the punk who wanted to slap him to death simply grabbed him and Bilan back together.
Now, Hult has been carefully treated by an official mage. After several apprentice-level magic potions, the hidden wounds on his body have been easily cured. Of course, for Hult, this treatment is no matter what It's not lucky!
At this time, there was a slender figure standing next to Punk. After his apprentice made some "small mistakes", the "kind" mentor Punk not only "forgave" the ignorant apprentice, but also allowed him to watch his experiment. On the plane of Faerun, such a "generous and excellent" tutor is really rare!
　　 If you ignore Bilan's "secondary hold technique", it looks like that.
　　 In fact, as the next soul to be transformed, Bilan was "invited" to stand here and observe the punk experiment for a simple reason-just brainwashing!
Don’t think about it, punk doesn’t have the time and energy to change the camp and character of this silly sweet little girl. He just wants this coward who trembles to hear the screams to adapt to the blood and wailing. After all, punk’s soul transformation technology is somewhat different. Perfect, some instinctive things are always removed simply by "technical means". Therefore, if he does not want to create a golem afraid of screams and blood, Bilan's "problems" must be as much as possible " Wash it off"!
The lighting of the White Tower is provided by a dozen "dancing lights" floating in the air. With the magical purity of punk's current official cast level, his "dancing lights" is enough to shine in the air. Around the month.
　　The light emitted by the small ball of light has no trace of temperature. The simple cold light shines on the experimental platform at the end of the hall. Punk manipulates the shadows of unknown tools into strange pictures on the wall!
　　Punk carefully marked the scale and distance on Hort's shaved head, and then calmly ignored Hort's pleading and desperate eyes, and even ignored Bilan's horrified eyes.
　　 He gently took out an alchemy knife blessed with the "secondary sharpness technique", and the cold blade of the knife flashed a cold light under the light of dancing light technique! This is a knife specially designed to cut biological bones finely!
To split a person’s personality, the best way is undoubtedly to start from memory, but punk really has no confidence in his own methods of manipulating the soul. It is better to use manipulation to tamper with the soul’s memory as an indirect influence through the manipulation of the brain, anyway. As long as a creature is still "alive" in the traditional sense, the information the soul obtains is transmitted by the brain. Although this "modified brain" effect is obviously incomparable with directly transforming the soul, there is no way to deal with one. Any ordinary person who resists is more than enough!
No anesthesia, and no shielding of Holt’s pain nerves, although punk actually doesn’t like to give the test product too much pain (the pain of soul extraction is inevitable), mainly because the test product is too much. It was too noisy and even interfered with my thinking, but now in order to "teaching" Bilan, I had no choice but to ask Mr. Holt to "sing a song"!
The sharp cold light cuts into the flesh and blood mercilessly, the clear red glow gleams under the brilliance, the hot blood sprinkles the golden booth, the swaying roasting prevents the passage of life, but the hot flame brings There is no light and hope, only the pain of burning bones and marrow that lasts for a long time............
　　Besides the white square tower, the brilliance of Mira and Chikasa returned to the horizon, but on this red hill, only the sorrowful screams echoed endlessly when the dawn came slowly.........
--------split line--------
　　 "Where am I............"
The perplexed Holt was tumbling and flowing in a white whirlpool. He couldn't feel his body. He also felt that not only was he moving or stagnating, he felt that he had forgotten a lot of things, a lot... Things to forget............
　　 "Hey, look, isn't that silly orphan Holt"?
A voice suddenly rushed into Hult’s mind, and the white whirlpool disappeared as if it had never appeared before. The childhood Hult found himself lying in a dark and dirty alley. Slowly falling in the sky, the thick snow on the ground exudes a deep chill...
　　 "By the way...I yesterday...it seems that the old man failed to steal and was beaten by the guards"!
　　The childhood Hult raised his bruised hands and carefully applied force............ A heart-wrenching pain made Hult groan...
　　 "Hey, Hult, you haven't paid the last "protection fee" yet, don't you hurry up to make it up, do you want to be beaten again?"
Hult saw a figure walking towards him. He clearly remembered ~EbookFREE.me~ that they were two bosses in child thieves. Although they didn't know how to recruit younger brothers to form forces, they were very good at fighting and were not afraid. He was injured, so he has been the culprit for squeezing himself and other kid thieves long ago!
　　Hot was frightened by the ridiculous tone of the strong kid. According to the "conventional", he should have been kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy with tears.
But this time, Hult was stunned. He felt that there was a sense of anger in his heart that the emotions of anger were getting worse. The experience of being bullied and abused many times appeared clearly in his mind, and he suddenly had what it takes to do anything. Fighting with this who snatched his last piece of bread is a life-and-death idea, this is something that the cowardly and cowardly Holt almost never had in his childhood!
Although I faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, the frantic anger quickly swallowed Hult’s reason. He struggled to stand up with his red eyes, and rushed to the guy who was still smiling like a hungry wolf who was driven to a dead end. The ridiculous kid boss.
Hult's throat was howling like a beast, and he fiercely threw down the boy who had been taunting but didn't evade, tearing open the opponent's throat mercilessly with his teeth, and the hot blood followed. Hot's throat flowed into his empty stomach. For the first time, Hot, who was sucking the enemy's blood, felt that the snow in winter was not so cold anymore...
　　 "Very good, the first stage of the experiment is relatively complete"!
　　 On the current experimental platform, Hult’s exposed brain was connected with several alchemy threads, and he was screaming like crazy under the magic shackles.
　　 Carefully inspected Hot, who was in a state of memory tampering, and confirmed that the soul did not show any signs of crazy chaos. Punk nodded in satisfaction!