The Divine Hunter Chapter 42: It’s too late to say goodbye (Thanks to leader Gellert_Grindelwald for his support…

Under the flickering firelight, a man with anti-magic shackles on his hands and feet was giving a "speech" with his head held high and his voice loud and clear.

It seems like I want to vent all my energy for the rest of my life!

"Aisha's current state is called a soul-bound corpse... In fact, she is dead, but her soul is trapped in a body filled with secret texts. Moreover, she is a soul that was tortured and full of resentment during her lifetime."

"Son of a bitch! What on earth did you do to her?!"

"Calm down, buddy," Roy grabbed the furious Todd, "Listen to him first, it's important to save Elsa!"

Toad breathed heavily and controlled his impulse. But still glared at him.

"During the day, the soul sleeps in the container. After the sun sets, the soul wakes up, struggles in the 'cage', and vents its resentment outwards." Matteo seemed to be in some kind of fanatical mood, looking at it intently. "She will instinctively use her magic power to resurrect the dead within a certain range of her body, drive them to hunt the living, absorb life and soul, and feed herself... to thrive."

Roy thought thoughtfully, this kind of resurrection is just superficial, waking up a bunch of walking zombies - they have no souls at all, as evidenced by their extremely thin experience before.

"Until the soul-bound corpse absorbs enough 'nutrition' and matures, it will break out of its shell and become a powerful demon spirit full of sadness and resentment." Matteo squinted his eyes, as if staring at something A magnificent work of art, with a look of admiration on his face, "It has power that is not inferior to that of the female plague demon!"

"Unfortunately, her current growth progress is less than one-tenth..."

Several demon hunters exchanged glances, and they all felt like they were looking at crazy people.

"So, you deliberately let the corpse collector take her away? Where did you learn this vicious ritual?" The bald man asked, "I have never seen a soul-bound corpse, and artificial demon spirits are even more This is unheard of."

"Except for the demon hunters of the Griffin sect, the other sects are not much better than ordinary people. They are almost equivalent to insulators of magic. It is normal to not understand the secrets of magic experiments!"

A trace of pride flashed across Matteo's face. Even though he was about to die, he was calm, "As for this ceremony, it is undoubtedly a peerless treasure, the hard work of myself and Teacher Steingaard."

"It took us more than ten years to unearth it from the large tomb of the Wozig people and the inscriptions on the giant monument of the Daok people..."

"Crazy Etibad didn't lie! Girls born during the Black Sun are indeed special compared to ordinary girls."

"My previous experiments proved that the body structure of the cursed girl is different from that of ordinary people!"

"There was some kind of red spongy object in the skull and spine, and the internal organs were all out of place, and some were completely missing. All the organs were covered in moving cilia, and there were pink and blue chunks of flesh. ”

Roy's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

They didn't find any of these anomalies when they dissected Aisha. Was it restored by Matteo, or was this guy just making it up?

Matteo plausibly said, "Ordinary girls can't make a soul-bound corpse at all! Nor can they react in any way to chaotic energy!"

"Only the Daughters of the Black Sun, they are special!"

"But God didn't help me. Over the years, I have only found one Daughter of the Black Sun who meets the requirements... The others were either captured by others, died young, or lived in seclusion in remote countryside with no way to search. ”

“And just from the surface, it’s impossible to tell the difference between a daughter of the black sun and an ordinary girl!”

"Everything has caused the progress of the ceremony to be extremely slow!"

……

"What a beast!" Oakes spat at him.

"Magic madman! Create a powerful demon spirit through rituals, wreak havoc in Nuo City, destroying your own territory. What benefits can you get?" Leisuo asked puzzled,

"Rude demon hunters will never understand elegant art..." Matteo said proudly, "So what if hundreds of people die for a perfect collection?"

"Instead of living a mediocre life like animals in Nuo City, this group of mortals should devote themselves to the great art of magic!"

"You are not a god?" Seret raised his eyebrows, "Why do you decide the life and death of mortals?"

"No, no, no..." Roy shook his head, "Even God should not take anyone's life without consent!"

"Okay, guys, it's useless to talk any more." The bald man turned to the warlock, "How should we treat Aisha?"

Toad also looked over nervously.

"Don't you understand? The spell can be lifted, but the dead cannot be resurrected." Matteo's eyes turned to several people, especially the father who stayed the longest, and smiled meanly, "I will tell you This method allows the little girl's soul to escape from the 'prison', and then stay in the present world for at most one or three moments to say goodbye to this 'good father'... and rush into nothingness."

"Asshole! You have to save her!" Todd rushed over with a frantic expression, grabbing the warlock's shoulders with his hands like iron pincers, "There must be a way, tell me quickly!"

"I said, I can't do anything... Of course you can't either!" Matteo suddenly seduced, "But if she is allowed to develop to the end, she can be resurrected in another way."

"Becoming a banshee can still retain a little bit of consciousness during life."

Toad looked startled.

"Shut up, you bastard!" interrupted the cat-sect witcher who had been watching, "Todd, don't listen to his nonsense. Becoming a demon means being in pain and falling forever."

"Death is a kind of relief."

"Relief?" Todd suddenly lowered his face, came to Aisha, and looked at her face quietly.

My heart is cut by a knife.

We clearly caught the culprit, why did we only get this result?

Unable to save Elsa, his series of actions seemed like a ridiculous farce.

It makes no sense.

Several snake sects remained silent upon seeing this. They are not gods and cannot break the boundary between life and death.

"Have you thought about it, man..." Keyan's scarlet eyes stared at the warlock without blinking. He couldn't wait to retaliate, "Do you want to break the curse?"

In the laboratory, only heavy breathing could be heard for a while.

For a long time, Todd closed his eyes and took a deep breath. More than two months have passed. Elsa is trapped in this body and her soul is tortured. It must be very uncomfortable.

She must be freed no matter what.

"Mattiou, tell me, how to break the spell?!"

"It's very simple...take out her heart, smear it with silver powder, throw it into the flames and burn it...the spell will be broken." The warlock answered decisively. "Her soul can be purified and separated from the body."

"When can I see her and say goodbye to her?"

Todd asked.

Obviously common sense, ordinary people cannot see the soul with the naked eye.

The warlock pursed his lips hesitantly, and then trembled all over until he was warned by Keyan's cold eyes.

"You are her closest relative. You can bind her soul by paying part of your blood and carving a magic circle around the body. I will teach you how to do it."

"The soul will stay in the magic circle for about five minutes. In this state, the mortal body can communicate smoothly with her, and even have physical contact with her."

"But only five minutes."

"You should know the consequences of lying," Keyan said.

The warlock's face turned blue and white, and his body was shaking uncontrollably. "Cat-sect witcher, remember your promise, no matter how you torture me, you must let me rest within one day."

Matteo has personally cooked countless "experimental specimens", heard countless wailing sounds, and seen countless people collapse.

He knew the pain in his bones.

Compared to long-term torture that is worse than death...he would rather leave quickly!

Next, the five demon hunters followed Todd to the other side of the laboratory.

Prepare for the ceremony.

Roy was one step behind and moved closer to Matteo.

"Let's talk about it. I'm very curious, how did you summon the evil spirits from other worlds to possess Kyaan?"

He has no reason to let go of an evil cat with three hundred experience points.

"Witcher, why are you interested in this forbidden spell?" Matteo's eyes narrowed into slits. The last time he looked at the youngest witcher, he seemed to have thought of something.

"Tell you the answer...and then help me persuade that ugly guy and give me a good time?"

"Sorry, can't..."

"Haha, it doesn't matter if you don't want to," Matteo's embarrassed and bruised cheeks forced out a weird smile, and the shackles on his limbs swayed happily, "You are interested in magic experiments, and you took that statue away too. Right?"

"I'm glad that there's a kindred spirit among the witchers."

"Listen up, the summoning spell...the materials used to carve the magic circle...gestures..."

……

Under the wall where stone sculptures once stood.

Several people surrounded him.

The girl lay peacefully in a circular circle painted with blood.

The blazing brazier beside me is emitting black smoke, burning something...

About a quarter of an hour later...the black smoke disappeared.

A translucent figure jumped up from the body on the ground.

The whole body is wrapped in a faint green light.

Reminds me of demon spirits.

Hold your hands on your chest, close your eyes tightly and float half a meter above the magic circle.

Her facial features are exquisite and lovely, and her petite body is as exquisite as crystal.

Wearing a light cyan dress with floral ruffles and light yellow leather shoes.

The whole body exudes the atmosphere of simplicity and beauty, like an elf walking in the world.

Several pairs of beast-like pupils invariably restrained their anger and became gentle and peaceful.

It was as if the worry was too intense, burning her light body.

Aisha opened her eyes, and a trace of confusion first passed through her gray eyes.

Then he turned to the people around him. His brows were lightly furrowed, and his little face showed fear and panic!

"I, where am I?" Her voice was as clear and sweet as a lark, but it quickly became high-pitched and sharp,

"Who are you? Don't come here!"

"Woah...don't touch me, let's go!"

She seemed to be remembering her previous painful experience.

Slender and transparent fingers wipe away the empty tears on the cheeks!

The body glowed with a rich green light, and large areas of skin showed signs of rotting corpses.

and spread rapidly.

Is this, turning into a demon spirit?

The demon hunters quietly grasped the hilts of their swords.

"Aisha...don't be afraid..." The mercenary who had been away from home for more than ten years suddenly took a step forward and approached the petite girl in the air.

He raised his head, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes. His deep voice became extremely gentle. Every piece of fat on his face and every wrinkle on his forehead were full of kindness and kindness.

"Todd is back, Dad is here."

"Todd?"

The spreading green light suddenly stopped.

The girl's gray eyes widened. She was startled for a moment, and then her expression changed significantly. She looked at the bear-like strong middle-aged man with timidity and a little curiosity.

The corpse spots on his face disappeared quickly like the ebbing tide.

Looking at this strange man, Aisha felt a strange sense of intimacy that she had not seen for a long time.

Bound by blood.

A mysterious connection.

This intuition is strongest in the soul state.

Since the death of Colleen's mother, Grandma Olena, and Grandpa Frank, no one has given her this feeling.

"Are you Todd? I...my father?"

The girl suddenly opened her mouth, her tone full of disbelief.

All impressions about him come from the oral accounts of his dead relatives.

She has never seen this father since she can remember.

Looking nervous and expectant.

My beautiful eyes looked up and down in confusion, and asked him several questions in a row.

About family.

About my birth date and vision.

Todd answered questions fluently.

"Elsa, I'm sorry, dad has never come home. I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for Colleen, Olena, Frank..." Todd blushed, murmured, trembled, and tears of shame poured out freely. Eye sockets.

He abandoned his wife and children and ran away from home for fifteen years for his selfish dream.

His heart is as stone as stone, and he has not gone home to see his relatives for so long.

My family members died one after another, and my daughter was kidnapped by a demonic warlock.

He is to blame for all of this! He has a huge responsibility!

Toad has been mentally prepared to be scolded by his daughter, and even to be spurned by her and hated like an enemy!

However——

"Wow...you are finally back!"

The girl floating in mid-air covered her mouth and choked.

The baby swallow swooped up like a tree.

Father and daughter hugged each other tightly.

Toad stroked his thin cheek, as if in a dream.

He hugged the body in his arms that was so thin that it seemed like it was going to disappear at any moment. He seemed to hug the whole world.

In the past ten years, there has never been a moment when I felt so happy and satisfied as I do now.

I was almost dizzy with happiness.

The girl wiped the transparent tears from the corners of her eyes, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Why are you back so late? Colleen and the others didn't get to see you."

"Sorry, I'm a complete asshole!"

Aisha’s next words made him collapse.

"Don't say that! You are not a bastard!" Aisha looked at her father with tears streaming down her face, her delicate little face full of admiration and love.

"Colleen tells me every day that you are a hero, the best husband and the best father in the world, who risk your life to earn money outside in order to support your family and let us live a decent life! ”

Silly boy, you believe this kind of lie, and it’s been more than ten years?

"Grandma and grandpa both think you are the best son...I have always missed you and think of you in front of me every day..."

The man was stunned in place as if he had lost his soul.

How come?

Obviously he left home quietly for fifteen years and never asked questions about leaving his family behind.

During this period, I did not fulfill any of my responsibilities and obligations as a husband, father, and son!

Colleen, Olena, and his father Frank, who in his mind has been floating at sea and never returned home——

"Don't you ever resent me at all?"

Toad hugged his daughter in his arms and closed his eyes tightly. The hot breath coming out of his throat seemed to burn his neck and cheeks.

Why don't you blame me? Why doesn't Elsa scold me? !

"Mom will sew a dress for you every year. Grandma made several pairs of leather boots. I knitted a pair of gloves for you. They are all kept at home, on the bottom floor of the wardrobe. Waiting for you to come back and try them on." Elsa opened and closed her little mouth, talking like a sparrow.

"Grandpa Frank saved a can of dwarf liquor and hid it under the kitchen floor. He originally planned to wait for you to come home and enjoy it together around the table...Grandpa also gave up drinking for ten years..."

"Keep waiting and waiting...waiting and waiting..."

"But they still couldn't wait for you."

The raging tears mercilessly flooded the man's cheeks.

What have I, IndoMTL.com, failed me to do?

……

However, the time has come.

Todd didn't even have time to say goodbye.

The cute and cute daughter in her arms turned into beautiful and dreamy fragments in an instant.

Dissipated before his eyes.

Out of reach.

"Woo...Aisha? Aisha?!"

"I'm sorry! I'm not worthy of being your relative!"

The 1.9-meter man hugged the air and fell to his knees, like a sad wild boar.

Crying loudly.

Cries and sighs echoed in the dark laboratory for a long time.

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