I have a Synthesizer

The violent power of shadow rampaged through Amy's mind. Amy was already extremely weak, and at this moment, Klein instantly destroyed a large amount of her vitality.

However, her will to survive at this moment was extremely strong. Only one thing remained in her mind now.

That is, I can't die, I must live.

The strong desire to survive made Amy give up many things, such as the will to resist Klein, which also weakened with her desire to survive.

"I want to live, I still have too many things I haven't done. If I can live, giving up some things is acceptable!"

As soon as this thought arose, Klein's bewitchment succeeded by half. A seductive voice sounded in Amy's ear, a voice like the temptation of an evil god.

"Submit to me, and you can gain a new life and a new body."

Amy was shocked. Wasn't she fighting against Klein's shadow power? Where did this voice come from?

The first person Amy suspected was Klein. She thought it was Klein's doing, but seeing Klein's expression of wanting to put her to death, this suspicion didn't seem so accurate.

"Is he tempting me? No, how could he want me to live? If it's an evil god..."

Amy's mentality gradually changed, because Klein's shadow power seemed to be just a little bit away from killing her, just a little bit.

In desperation, Amy felt that even if she turned to an evil god, her situation couldn't get any worse than it was now!

"Even if I turn to an evil god, I can't fall in this place."

Amy's steely will took effect here, and then, she joined the party, oh no, she turned to Klein's embrace.

Her body turned into a torrent of energy, pouring into Klein's synthesizer. The strong energy fluctuations caused the surrounding air to vibrate.

Unlike the previous times, Klein used to beat people half to death before putting them into the synthesizer.

This time, Amy almost took the initiative to enter. Klein hardly spent much effort, maintaining Amy's complete vitality and stability, and the process was very easy.

Amy - Yaktou

Tier: Fifth Tier

Grade: A Grade - Powerful

Introduction: A top fifth-tier fighter, a master of the Selfless Flow fighting style, specializing in hand-to-hand combat, her physical will has reached its peak.

"I seem to have found the correct way for the synthesizer to capture bottled creatures! Bewitching people's hearts!"

Klein now felt that his previous method of always beating people half to death before absorbing them into the synthesizer was too stupid. There was clearly a better way.

When people are about to die, they always have some last wishes. As long as he satisfies these wishes as much as possible, then they will become very easy to compromise.

Just like a demon fulfilling the wishes of a petitioner.

"I feel like my behavior is becoming more and more like that of an evil god."

Klein closed the synthesizer. Amy's matter had been settled, so next was our human stick brother, Ibu.

The next morning, Klein came to the place where Ibu was imprisoned. Ibu hadn't slept all night. Amy being taken away caused some ripples in his heart.

Did Amy go to enjoy herself? Or was she interrogated by Klein? Or was she killed by Klein?

Various thoughts appeared in his mind, although there were many thoughts, what he really wanted was just not to die.

Ibu saw Klein and subconsciously looked behind him. Not seeing Amy, he suddenly became a little flustered.

"Where's Amy? Where is she?"

Ibu's voice suddenly amplified. Although the voice was loud, Klein could hear the fear in the other party's voice.

That's right, Ibu was now very flustered. After enjoying himself for several days, his mind had undergone a great change. At this time, he really hoped that Amy wouldn't die.

He and Amy had both been captured. At this time, Amy was like a spiritual pillar to him.

If Amy was killed, would he also be killed? Or would Klein also subject him to torture?

What if Klein really tortured him?

"If he asks, I'll just say it. I don't want to suffer anymore. I hope he gives me a quick death!"

Klein hadn't even opened his mouth, and Ibu had already imagined all sorts of situations. Klein also didn't expect that this human stick's psychological activities would be so rich.

"Mr. Ibu, just now, Miss Amy has been killed by me."

"Then are you going to kill me now?" Ibu's expression was a little scattered, as if these past few days of drunken life and dreaming of death had emptied all his energy.

Klein looked at Ibu, his eyes full of satisfied smiles. The more decadent Ibu was, the simpler his plan would be.

"No, Mr. Ibu, you are different from Miss Amy. She is too tough and too unyielding. I have no way to communicate with her at all. Her stiffness and decisiveness led to her death.

But you are different. I feel that we get along quite well. Didn't you feel it a few days ago? How was it? The grand health care package I arranged was still okay, right?"

Ibu looked at Klein's smiling face, and the emotions in his heart became even more complicated.

The grand health care package arranged by Klein was indeed very good. As a fifth-tier master, Ibu was not considered short of money, at least not short of money to go out and have fun.

But the things that Klein arranged for him were mainly novel, he had never played them before.

For example, deep-sea bombs, Russian roulette, multi-person sports, they were indeed fresh and exciting.

In addition, Klein's side also provided very delicious magic beast cuisine and all kinds of wines. Ibu had a really comfortable time these past few days, making him linger and forget to return.

Although the fact was like this, Ibu would not admit it, at least not verbally.

"You arranged for me to enjoy myself, wanting to get something from me, right? My hands and feet are now broken, and I am already a useless person, which is meaningless to me.

What you are plotting should be some information, right? Amy was killed because she didn't give you this information?"

Ibu's mind was very clever, and he began a rational analysis between Klein's few words.

However, what he didn't expect was that what Klein was really plotting was him, this useless person!

"It's not entirely that, Miss Amy is too unyielding. She doesn't listen to my words at all. I don't require you to reveal information about your organization.

What I hope is just to leave behind your combat skills and cultivation experience. Miss Amy was unwilling to listen to my detailed explanation, so she chose to commit suicide, which is a pity."

"What you said, is it true?"

"Of course! It's true."