Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 77 You have to take it from my head

The gradually scorching air suddenly became quiet at this moment.

The next second, there was another commotion.

"Oh! Damn it! Who the hell said he's gone!"

"Obviously I heard the sound of footsteps moving away!"

"You idiots, you've all been lied to!"

"Okay, okay, this time we admit it!"

The black cloth that covered it was lifted.

A glass jar filled with dark green solution appeared in front of Rhodes.

In the dark shadows.

Herbert's head was swimming in the solution like a fish.

Under his head, human organs are wrapped around a spine skeleton, and the stomach and intestines in his abdomen are even tied together by a dark green worm and tied to the tail of the spine.

Rhodes squinted, and Herbert looked pretty good.

He abandoned his human body and transformed himself into his present state.

"Tell me, what are you going to do with me?"

At this moment, Herbert seemed to regain his senses. He blinked and looked up at the weird black beak mask.

"I need that manuscript in your hand."

Rhodes glanced at the tentacles beside him, and Margaret and his party were walking down.

Xiuji sneaked back, turned into a small pendant in the medicine box, and hung it on Rhodes' waist quite consciously.

"Manuscript, of course there is no problem, but you have to get it from my mind."

Herbert also noticed the arrival of several other people, but he didn't care that he was completely exposed at this time.

"I tattooed it on my brain." Herbert's words seemed quite serious, and it seemed that he was not lying.

Rhodes narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Are you sure you want me to take it from your brain?"

"Yes! Hurry up!" A violent voice suddenly sounded from Herbert's mouth.

"Sorry, I was a little irritable just now, something went wrong with my brain when engraving, and I couldn't control my emotions."

Herbert suddenly apologized again, his tone was very frank.

Rhodes shrugged.

"What's the matter?" Margaret's voice came from behind, and she also saw the head in the glass jar.

"The manuscript is in his mind, and I'm going to get it myself." Rhodes pointed to his own brain, and he walked aside to clean up the tools on the table.

"Need help?" Margaret asked in a low voice.

"I need you to take John and Reiner to deal with the altar over there." Rhodes pointed to the altar not far away, where there was also information to be collected.

The burning flame has been extinguished, and it is relatively convenient to go here.

Rhodes was not at ease with the statue that made him feel cold.

Margaret looked at the altar in the distance. At this moment, she also noticed the statue behind the altar, and a cold breath also pierced her brain at this moment.

A layer of translucent milky white halo floated from above Margaret's body, covering up the attack from the spiritual level.

"I understand, leave it to me!" Margaret seemed to be aware of the problem with the altar and the statue, she said solemnly.

"Ah."

Rhodes nodded and looked at John and Reiner.

The two had no complaints and said they would cooperate with Margaret's actions.

The three walked towards the altar, and Rhodes glanced at Herbert swimming freely in the glass tank. To be honest, this thing was really deformed in his eyes.

For the sake of the so-called immortality, he completely transformed himself, which is even more perverted than perverted.

Compared to West, Herbert's behavior was even crazier.

"Xiuji, take him out and cooperate with me in the operation."

"I understand." A soft voice responded to Rhodes.

Xiuji turned into a thick arm, grabbed Herbert's head roughly, and dragged him to the experimental table beside him.

"Master, do you need Xiuji to fix him?" A timid female voice sounded in consciousness.

Rhodes watched the thick arms transformed by Xiuji strangle Herbert's neck, almost suffocating him, and the corners of his mouth under the mask twitched.

Is this the so-called contrast?
Say the softest words and do the roughest actions.

"Okay, just fix him, but don't let him die." Rhodes responded in a low voice.

"Xiuji understands!"

Xiuji transformed his body into a pair of thick arms, tightly clamping Herbert's head.

At this moment, Herbert, who finally had a chance to breathe, looked at the arm clamping his head in horror.

"Oh! What kind of monster is this!"

"Master, can Xiuji make him shut up?"

"Of course, if you feel the need."

"Mmm!"

The sticky and squirming asphalt substance directly sealed Herbert's mouth. At this moment, he finally remembered what kind of monster he was immobilized by.

The cub-stage Shoggoth that he accidentally summoned as an experimental material.

Herbert, who had already forgotten what fear was, suddenly recalled the taste of fear at this moment.

Feeling the suppressed breathing, Herbert's pupils kept shrinking.

At the beginning, regardless of Shoggoth's struggle and resistance, he forcibly cut up its flesh and conducted experiments. At this moment, he finally encountered the other party's revenge.

Rhode didn't care why Xiuji had such a reaction to Herbert.

But as long as you are obedient and easy to use, you are qualified.

Rhodes picked up the scalpel that Xiuji had put aside, and glanced at Herbert's head.

On the skull that had been forcibly modified by himself, a conspicuous suture line was exposed there.

The scalpel is pressed against the suture and cuts along the suture.

The skull is exposed.

Rhodes skillfully removed the skull, looked at Herbert's self-modified brain structure, and narrowed his eyes.

The theoretical level of this thing is indeed good, but the technique seems a bit rough. The ancient words engraved on the hemisphere of the brain completely destroyed his cerebral cortex and limbic system. No wonder his emotions became abnormal and uncontrollable.

Rhodes recorded the ancient text in detail, and finally re-sewed Herbert's brain.

At this time, Aesop who went to the side cave to chase the escaped gray-robed man also came back.

"Great master, all those replicas have been cleaned up."

"Ah."

"Oh, Xiuji, you did a great job, the combination of strength and beauty, your creation is very good."

After Aesop saw Herbert's Xiuji fixed on the experiment table, he became a licking dog again.

Rhodes put away the notebook and ignored this guy. He looked at the altar not far away.

"Let's go, Aesop, you take this head instead of Xiuji."

"Obey, great master, Xiuji, leave it to Brother Aesop!"

"Well"

on the altar.

Margaret could feel a fairly obvious extremely cold breath coming from the statue behind.

According to some relevant knowledge she had read in an ancient tome, this phenomenon was caused by the sudden interruption of the summoning ceremony before it was about to be completed.

The summoned object expresses its dissatisfaction through the statue because of anger.

In this case, there is generally no need to deal with it, and this phenomenon will disappear by itself after a period of time.

But sometimes due to some accidents, a small part of the body of the summoned object will come.

As for the probability of accidents, quoting the description in that book, it is as low as the probability of people accidentally stepping on cow dung while walking in the wild.

Wait, there seems to be someone here who regularly steps on cow dung?
if he is there
Margaret looked at the area where John was. At this moment, a group of blurred wriggling phantoms floated from the statue behind.

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