The Divine Hunter Chapter 34: The Ceremony of Matteo

"Did you hear any strange noises?" The demon hunter looked around the dark basement, his eyes passing over the corpses covered with white cloths on the wooden beds. Except for the "puff" of the sharp blade breaking through the flesh, There was a loud sound, and everything around him was eerily quiet.

He pricked up his ears and listened for a moment, and the sound seemed to disappear completely.

Toad did not respond, concentrating on operating the scalpel.

Is it my imagination?

Roy shook his head, kept an eye on it, and came to the side of the body's head.

"I will cooperate with you."

He opened the eyelids of the corpse, and the pupils completely expanded and turned into a gray color. This kind of eyes only appear several days after death.

Then the corpse's limb joints were moved. They were not as stiff as after death and were still very soft, but the body temperature was much lower than the environment.

The time of death is difficult to determine.

The witcher noticed that there was some dust in the ears, mouth, and nose of the deceased, as if she had been buried in peat, although this was not apparent from her clean body surface.

Roy emphasized in his mind.

"Peat, where can you find peat for heating and heating in Nottingham? This is a key location."

……

On the other side, Todd operated the scalpel to cut open the skin on his wrist, then cut along the forearm, elbow, and to the shoulder, pulling out a **** line to expose the thin skin. The skin was peeled off to both sides, revealing a piece of scarlet muscle tissue.

But it is completely different from a normal corpse. There is no tissue fluid and blood slowly flowing out.

The demon hunter Dark Gold's pupils shrank, and all the blood in his field of vision solidified into jelly, tightly adhering to his skin.

"Have you ever seen this happen?" Todd paused.

"The venom of the petrified cockatrice can produce a similar effect," Roy put down the other arm of the corpse and recalled, "but the smell of her blood was wrong. People who have been poisoned by the petrified venom have a smell of poultry in their blood. The stench of feces."

The demon hunter came close to the jelly-like blood and moved the tip of his nose. A faint fragrance flowed into his nostrils from the jelly-like blood.

Her blood seemed to be mixed with nectar, exuding an alluring sweetness without the smell of decaying corpses.

"If blood tasted like this, I think vampires would go crazy about it."

"In this case, Aisha may have swallowed some kind of witchcraft potion, or her blood may have been transformed by witchcraft."

Todd heard his chest rise and fall, and he could imagine the pain Elsa was suffering.

After a moment of silence.

He continued to cut open the other arm and two thighs, and similar conditions appeared in the tissues under the skin.

In addition to the jelly-like blood, the muscles, tendons, arteries and veins were quite intact, with no obvious scars or signs of experimental torture.

Toad took a deep breath, and then it was time to check the internal organs.

The scalpel lightly touched this softer layer of skin and suddenly trembled.

But it was the voice of the demon hunter next to him that disturbed him.

"Hiss...it's so cold!" Roy couldn't help but rub his hands and felt that the temperature in the entire basement suddenly dropped several degrees. It was originally about ten degrees, but now it is estimated to be only one or two degrees, or even close to zero.

Even though a demon hunter is much stronger than a normal person, it still feels a little uncomfortable.

But there was no wind and the air seemed suddenly frozen.

"Master, can you keep quiet?"

Roy shrugged his shoulders and stopped trembling, "Of course, I promise I won't bother you again."

However, he became wary.

My eyes wandered around from time to time.

At the same time, I began to miss Gorfin Crow in the saddle bag.

Contemplating whether to call over and keep a lookout for myself.

Toad controlled the scalpel and made an incision diagonally along the uppermost part of the left and right chests of the corpse. The two incisions met at the center of the ribs, and then dragged down along the central line until the belly button, and the incision was drawn deep. Thin lines.

The knife edge on the front of the corpse showed a "Y" shape.

"Give me the rib opener."

Roy handed over the enlarged version of the locking pliers in the utensil tray, and Todd aimed it right at the ribs and exerted force.

"Click——"

In the morgue, the torches hanging on the walls and pillars went out without warning. The two of them were startled. In an instant, Roy tensed his body like a big cat, bent over and bent his knees, making defensive posture.

But within a second, the fire rekindled and the light illuminated every corner of the basement again.

Nothing changed, the body lay quietly, and Todd was still holding the rib opener blankly.

"I feel something is wrong. Why don't we call Reso and Oakes, or continue tomorrow morning?" the demon hunter strongly suggested.

"It's okay, no need to stop."

Toad looked stubborn. He placed half of the lost ribs on the plate next to him and aimed at the other half.

"Well, Aisha has undergone witchcraft experimental transformation, and there must be chaos energy remaining in her body. Maybe this part of the residual energy was released just now."

Roy said something to comfort himself, and suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the house.

"Bang, bang, bang."

"Quasimodo? Isn't he off work?"

One door, two doors, three doors, the intricately structured morgue is divided into several rooms from the inside out, and they are located in the deepest room.

Only the outermost iron door was closed before.

The remaining doors are open.

Roy ran to the outside and opened the door, only to find that there was no one outside. Only the flickering light of the fire could be heard, and the quiet sound of a pindrop could be heard in the dim space.

The two guards on duty were still missing.

"What a hell!" Roy mentally locked the weapon in the space, pretending to be nonchalant and muttered back to Todd, this time he didn't close the door.

Toad is holding a piece of dark brown fan-shaped tissue to observe.

Those are the lungs.

The lungs, which should have been smooth, have become severely blackened. Black tissue fluid and growths cover the entire lung surface like a spider web.

Toad's face was full of astonishment. Under normal circumstances, this situation would only appear in the body of a long-time smoker for more than ten years. And Aisha is less than twenty years old, so it is simply impossible.

"Is it tuberculosis?"

Roy dipped his finger into some black tissue and put it under his nose to smell it, "It's not tuberculosis, it's burns! It smells of burnt food, probably medium rare."

"..."

"Okay, let me be serious. But with this level of lung damage, I can probably imagine that there must be burns everywhere on the body of the deceased, but in fact the body surface is intact."

The two of them were even more puzzled.

Toad gritted his teeth and cut out the heart, liver, spleen and other internal organs of the corpse for a closer look.

As expected. There were burns on the heart, spleen, and liver similar to those on the lungs.

"It seems that this is the cause of death."

What is the reason why Aisha’s body surface is intact but her internal organs are burned?

The body surface is intact?

"Wait, let me take a closer look."

The witcher took the knife from Todd's hand and unconvincingly examined the skin on one side of his chest that had been peeled off. Cutting through the fat and muscle, separating the skin from that jelly-like layer of blood.

Then he froze——

A black ink mark appeared on the skin.

Following the ink marks, the two people spread the two halves of skin to both sides of their chests and fell into extreme shock.

From the chest to the back, a huge pattern is clearly depicted on the entire piece of skin - a clock-like disk surrounded by black cone-shaped tentacles, like the black rays of the sun radiating outward. of light.

The disc is engraved with dense black fonts that are difficult to read,

And the most eye-catching ancient numbers in the center row.

"The year 1271..." The ancient language mastered by the witcher allowed him to identify these numbers, and he subconsciously read them out, "The month of maturity, the 40th day."

"Master, what is the significance of this date?"

"September 9th, 1271. Isn't it the day Elsa disappeared more than two months ago." The demon hunter tried his best to distinguish the remaining obscure words that filled his skin.

"Damn it! What did the murderer do to her?!" Todd had sudden veins on his face, almost crazy. He had traveled around for more than ten years, and he could barely recognize the numbers in the pattern, but the rest were My eyes were dark and I couldn't understand it at all.

He can only be anxious.

"Be quiet, Todd." The witcher rubbed his temples in distress. He vaguely recognized a small part of the text in the pattern. This kind of writing has similarities and differences with the ancient language and common language he has mastered, the Nilfgaardian language and the old prophecies that he has understood.

But he had seen this kind of writing in the Meliteli Temple Library—from the extinct human race, the Wozig and Doc people.

Unfortunately, that period of time was too short, and he learned far from enough Wozge characters. He only knew less than fifty of the hundreds of characters in the pattern.

I can only recall and guess.

"I understand. This pile of ancient texts records a ritual."

A flash of fear appeared in the demon hunter's eyes.

"Ritual?"

"Sin, sin, forgive me, Elsa."

Muttering a word, Roy followed suit the next moment and quickly cut open the skin on the corpse's two palms, two soles, as well as the skin on the scalp and abdomen.

A total of six different parts of the body and six pieces of skin were recorded with six different lines of text as black as ink.

In the occult knowledge Roy acquired, the hexagram has many meanings.

For example, summoning alien creatures.

There are also theories of dark worship.

Of course, the six-pointed star circle appears in many other rituals.

"What's written on this?"

"Curse...born on a day without light..."

Roy stuttered and tried to decipher the meaning of these six sentences,

My scalp suddenly became numb.

"The day of darkness refers to a solar eclipse, born on a day of darkness," Todd said with a solemn expression, "Isn't that a girl like Aisha who bears the curse of the black sun?"

Left hand.

"Torture...Despair is the mother of destruction..." Roy continued to read, his internal organs being burned by the flames, which was undoubtedly a cruel torture.

"Is the dissection work we are doing now also a kind of torture?" Todd couldn't help but be stunned.

Suddenly they felt regretful, but that was the end of the matter, and they had to continue and figure everything out.

The interpretation work enters the next step.

Right hand.

"Blasphemy...Innocence must be polluted..."

"So the murderer targeted her because she still maintained her purity. Destroying purity is also part of the ritual."

Toad was silent, his eyes filled with blood, trying his best to suppress the anger in his chest.

Left foot.

"Sacrifice...needs to put the living to death..."

As for the text on the right foot, the Witcher really didn't recognize it.

Finally there is text on the abdomen.

"Hunting...the dead turn into claws..."

"Go on, Master, what did you say at the end?"

"Resurrection..."

"The dead are resurrected..."

"So that's it," the witcher suddenly realized, "I think I know who the murderer of the coroner is." Half of the scalp of the coroner was bitten off, and a handful he found in the mouth of the half-elf corpse. The black hair gave the answer.

The murderer used nails, teeth, fists and feet, and used all possible methods.

He is a madman. What could be crazier than a dead man crawling up?

"Wait, there is another sentence at the end? Master, take a look..."

"Hmm... absorb... maturity? Sorry, I don't understand this sentence fully."

There is an ancient word behind this obscure text.

As soon as the demon hunter scanned the last character, his face suddenly solidified and became extremely ugly.

"Mattigull..."

"Matteo Sikura, collection?!"

Roy's pupils shrank to a slit and his breathing stopped for a moment.

Then a look of surprise appeared on his face. ~IndoMTL.com~ It turns out that after escaping from the Temple Island Laboratory, this guy——

"You bastard, you are still hiding in Nuo City!"

"Bang!"

As if responding to the witcher's guess, the outermost iron door was slammed shut by something from the outside. The force was so strong that the entire morgue was shaken slightly.

"Ding ding..."

"Ding ding..."

Then, a series of bells rang.

The demon hunter and Todd's expressions froze.

In the morgue, the dead lying under the white cloth all sat up from their beds in an instant.

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