Chapter 661
Inside the sinister and damp underground stone room.
Placed in the middle of the stone room was a stone autopsy table with a young and beautiful female elf lying on top of it.
The clothes and equipment on her body had been removed and thrown to the side.
She was almost naked at this moment, her perfect body not covered by any piece of fabric at all. A strange rune had been drawn on her forehead with paint as scarlet as blood itself. It was the effect and influence of this rune that rendered the female elf incapable of controlling her body despite having full consciousness.
It was as if her body was out of sync with her mental consciousness. She could feel every part of her body, even the chill of the cold air breezing past her naked skin. Strangely enough, she couldn’t control any part of her body.
She couldn’t even close her eyes, let alone move her pinky finger!
The female elf’s eyes were wide open, her pretty and clear eyes betraying unconcealed fear and unease.
Fear of this environment, fear of the atmosphere, and fear of the two emotionless black silhouettes assessing her body.
Heart, liver, spleen, lung, kidney, stomach, intestine…
Greem’s hands cut with amazing agility.
Every time he severed a blood vessel, he would flick his fingers and a tiny and spontaneous flame would burn and seal the wound. This way, the female elf wouldn’t die of excessive blood loss. Moreover, under the effect of some strange magic, the female elf remained alive despite having almost all of her internal organs taken out.
Instead, it was the wave after wave of torturous agony that assaulted her consciousness that exceeded the cruelty of anything else!
Greem shook his head regrettably after examining all of the female elf’s internal organs.
It seemed this was an ordinary elven archer that had absolutely no talent for magic. He had found no visible signs of magic assimilation in her body.
Greem hesitated for a moment.
It seemed he could only dissect the druids if he wanted to research the forest elves’ relationship with nature magic!
Still, if the elf before his eyes was going to die eventually, why not fully use up every bit of utility she had to offer?
Greem immediately and unhesitatingly took up some small knives, hammers, picks, and other surgery tools. He then carefully split open the female elf’s skull.
After so much torture at his hands, the life of the female elf naturally slipped unstoppably toward the abyss of death, even with the stimulation of magic and the sustenance of life potions.
Greem waved his hand and activated multiple monitoring arrays that had been temporarily set up in the room. He then started a comprehensive and detailed examination of every inch of the female elf’s brain.
Greem wiped away the restraining rune on the female elf’s head and softly and temptingly whispered by her ear, “Pray to your god with all your strength in the final moment before the last of your life drains away, won’t you?”
The female elf’s mind had already fallen into chaos and was starting to collapse. At that moment, it seemed as if a trace of energy had returned to her. Her mouth began to tremble as she whispered a full-hearted and sincere prayer to her god.
A sort of unfamiliar energy–imperceptible to the ordinary person–emanated from the elf’s consciousness. This energy started to construct a hidden and profound channel of faith with some location in the distance through unique mental nodes in her brain.
The moment the channel of faith opened, Greem’s heart trembled. He sensed an indescribably strong mental will extending rapidly toward this place.
The monitoring array around the female elf’s brain immediately turned from yellow to dark red as it let out a blaring alarm.
Apart from the monitoring array, Greem also narrowed his eyes and used the Chip’s scanning function and x-ray vision to their fullest.
The two worked together, and Greem quickly managed to lock onto the channel of faith’s location.
Pa!
A tiny fireball exploded at the location he had locked onto, completely exterminating the last weak scrap of mental consciousness that the female elf still had. With the scattering of the elf’s mental consciousness, the channel of faith also abruptly vanished.
Somewhere in the void, Greem seemed to have heard an earth-shattering roar of fury and anger.