I'm a villain, not a devil

Sean didn't stop walking and walked towards other energy cabins.

Floating in the next energy chamber was a man in his mid-thirties, who had just gone through the same process of being absorbed.

There are no tattoos, but there are obvious traces of healing after being burned on the shoulders, neck and other places. Judging from the shape, this should be left after the energy cannon barrel overheated - only the gunner team will overheat the barrel. The situation forced various fighter planes to continue launching.

So, this is also a soldier.

Sean continued to read.

Soldiers, soldiers, soldiers, soldiers.

After a rough scan of more than twenty energy chambers, more than fifteen people could be identified as soldiers, a few were uncertain, and a few others seemed to be ordinary residents of the imperial capital.

Among them, there are two men with obvious similarities in their faces. The young man is a soldier, and the other, much older man, is very similar to him... Therefore, it can be judged that he is a member of the military.

Sean looked up and saw that the twenty-odd energy cabins he just looked at were just small nodes in this energy area.

There are thousands of energy capsules here.

Even Sean, who was evil to the core, sneered.

"Your Majesty, you are so cruel..."

He seemed to know the whereabouts of the more than 10,000 wounded who fought desperately for the empire on the front lines, but had to return for supplies due to various injuries, only to disappear midway without any reason.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk -" Sean raised his eyebrows, "No wonder, even though we are so close to the imperial capital, almost under the nose of the military, no one can find these wounded people."

Sean walked along the pipes, scanning the surrounding energy chambers.

In addition to the father and son just now, Sean also saw more.

Father and son, mother and son, husband and wife, brothers, sisters...

There is often a person who looks similar to a soldier next to him, or someone who looks like a married woman. There are even children who are no more than two or three years old next to a soldier who can't imagine it.

Men, women, old and young.

Moreover, what can be noticed is that when putting these people into the energy cabin, there should be a special design - the energy cabins of people who are related by blood are basically close together.

While observing, the huge 'heart' above began to beat again.

This time, Sean became more and more certain of his guess.

When the soldiers in the energy cabin were directly drained of everything below the skin, the same thing was happening in the energy cabins of their blood-related military relatives.

When the people inside are "filled" and float up again, the energy cabin next to them will tremble one more time than the ordinary energy cabin.

And Noah gave a more accurate answer.

"Lord Three Saints, this place is completely based on the design of the energy area of ​​the Thinking Hall. In the etheric layer, the energy area is also made up of countless small energy cabins superimposed on the main energy cabin to supply energy - and the small energy cabins are close to the design , will put the free ether of similar ether bands into two or more energy chambers, which can stimulate the energy of the free ether body, and the design of this place should also be based on this."

Sean just smiled. No wonder, the bands of a family are naturally more similar, and the value that can be extracted is higher.

Noah continued: "However, the free ether in the energy cabin of the Thinking Hall is extracted from the entire ether layer. It is a special energy that is difficult to utilize in the ether layer. The bottom of the energy cabin here should have been modified, and those extracted The individual who has gained life energy will most likely complete another 'recharge' below."

"Charging?" Sean frowned slightly.

"Yes, charging." Noah replied, "According to my judgment, these people have been transformed by special means. Their consciousness is immortal, but the bones and flesh under the skin are only a sufficient amount of muscle, fat, nerves, Bones, internal organs, etc., are randomly grouped together, and the nutrient solution can maintain their short-term vitality, waiting for the next extraction. "

Noah's voice actually had some heaviness: "Judging from the information recorded in the database, the energy absorbed here requires activity and the blessing of consciousness - in other words, the people in the energy cabin know that they are being Absorbing and partially sensing, special people can even stay awake. This is a painful, desperate, crazy, but never-ending journey.”

After walking a few steps forward, Sean knocked on a nearby energy cabin. Inside the brown bulkhead was a man in his early thirties, who was also a soldier.

Unlike most other people in energy chambers, he occasionally has some extra, awkward, and stiff movements.

It seems that he is probably the special person that Noah said can stay awake.

The huge heart started to beat, even if it was a machine, it was full of majestic vitality.

The man in the energy cabin was extracted, and a piece of his skin was left to sink to the bottom. After a while, the energy was fully charged, and he floated up again.

Only at this time did he have the slightest possibility to make some changes in his position.

However, his body was only filled with flesh and blood. He had no ability to control the things that were stuffed into him. Maybe after hundreds of charging times, those flesh and blood dishes would have one or two chances to return to their normal positions. .

For example, this time, the man obviously had some obvious consciousness, but his body just floated up feebly like an inflated balloon.

Nothing changes.

For some reason, Sean became interested in this man.

He sat on the energy cabin next to him, crossed his legs, held his chin with one hand, and watched this useless performance with interest.

The absorption was carried out every ten minutes, and after the energy was charged, it floated above the energy cabin and was bitten by the worm pipe, which took ten seconds.

Sean kept watching. Once, probably because the eyeballs and muscle groups were just at the position of the eyelids, the man's eyelids trembled several times. Just when he was about to open a little, he was bitten by the worm pipe again, and returned to silence, waiting for the next extraction.

Another time, his fingers seemed to have some strength, and his rubber-like fingers tried to grab the slippery cabin wall. After stirring the foam of the nutrient solution a few times, the worm clamped his head again smoothly.

The man's consciousness was indeed much clearer than others, but it could be seen that it was precisely because of the clear consciousness that the pain and despair he felt became more and more intense.

However, the man still tried his best to do something after each extraction and charging.

Sean rubbed his cheek and looked at him.

He asked, "What do you think is the chance of this guy getting a complete opportunity to act?"

Noah seemed to be calculating, and after a moment he replied, "Infinitely close to 0. To act, the flesh and blood that were randomly filled in must arrive at the right place and stick to the skin."

"In probability, this possibility can be ignored directly - but considering that this world has uncertain factors such as mutation and spiritual power, I think the probability can be increased to 'infinitely close to 0'. In addition, even if he really gets that chance, he only has ten seconds. After being bitten by the worm tube, he loses all control."

"In addition, the foundation for all this is his particularity, which can be regarded as a kind of talent, but for his situation, only It will make him remember every process of absorbing and charging. The human spirit has its limits. Before that opportunity comes, he will collapse sooner or later. "

Sean nodded thoughtfully: "Then he should have stayed here for a long time. It seems that it will take some time before he collapses?"

Noah replied: "This needs to be judged by the individual's mental toughness. In fact, I think that even if you have the same mental strength as Saint Three, you can't hold on for too long. The pain is secondary. The road that can't see the end is the nightmare of those who set foot on it."

Sean shrugged: "But seeing him like this, you have to try it, right?"

"Yes, the desire to survive can provide more powerful power than you can imagine."

Sean smiled, he didn't stand up, but continued to sit there and look at the man.

Before, Sean got a ceremony.

And the ceremony came from a sect: Nieqi.

This sect, which directly regarded the command of its belief in God as the name of the sect, was the initiator of the kidnapping of the fifth prince.

Of course, they returned to the imperial capital after many years, probably to plan something big.

However, Bai Youming saw through the secret and easily captured their leader.

In the end, the fifth prince who was brought back became a broiler, Sean successfully replaced the identity of the fifth prince and faked his death to completely clear his suspicion, and the leader was also wiped out in Sean's plan.

Several rituals were left behind.

There was one ritual that Sean had never used. On the one hand, there was no demand for it for the time being, and on the other hand, he had not found a suitable candidate.

The ritual was called the Source of Disaster. If you offer enough sacrifices and find a carrier, you can slowly cultivate a creature called the "God's Messenger".

The cultist at the time directly used his own proliferation as a sacrifice and himself as a carrier.

And he offered a huge sacrifice, and the carrier was at least a strong man of the middle level of the Crimson, and the God's Messenger had just begun to develop.

According to the description of the ritual of the source of the disaster, sacrifices can be offered continuously, with only one requirement, that is, the pollution, fear or despair contained in them must be greater than the sacrifices offered last time.

The so-called "God's messenger" summoned by the cultist at the end was just an image of a baby. Although it was also quite scary, it was still solved by the Golden Dawn Cardinal Karado who was present at the time.

The cultivated God's messenger was not strong enough. One of the important reasons was that the cultist who was the carrier was not desperate enough - at least the Crimson Middle Level, people of this strength rarely show too much despair.

Sean, who had not found a suitable candidate to test this ritual, seemed to have found one today.

He looked at the man with interest, expecting the other party to do something that surprised him.

The huge heart was beating continuously, and the people in the energy cabin were constantly being absorbed and charged. The repetitive process lasted for a full five hours.

Sean spent five hours observing this special man in the energy cabin, during which he extracted and charged energy a total of thirty times.

The thirty-first time, this time, the man seemed to have a much stronger control over his body.

Sean put down his hand that was supporting his chin, and there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

The charging was completed, and the man's body floated up. This time, the three fingers of his right hand and the two knee joints seemed to be able to move.

The man began to twist, and even though his poor control only made his body move slightly, he still tried his best.

He looked like a struggling maggot, so ugly that one would want to step on him to death.

Sean's eyes became brighter.

The man was still twisting, and half of the ten seconds had passed. This time, the weak baby-like form that the man had maintained had finally changed, and even his body gradually twisted a little.

Sean had put his hands together, ready to applaud him.

Then, the man's movements suddenly stopped, and Sean's smile that was about to rise disappeared.

The worm's mouthparts clamped the top of the man's head, and nothing happened except a slight change of position.

Sean squinted his eyes and looked over, and finally sat down calmly.

Ten minutes passed, and another cycle began.

When the man floated up from inside, Sean locked his eyes firmly on him.

Such a long period of observation has given Sean a lot of experience. Just by looking at the state under the other party's skin, he can judge one or two.

This time, his chance is not as good as last time, but he should be able to move a little.

Sean looked at the man, but he didn't move.

Just like other people who couldn't control themselves, the man floated up quietly, was clamped quietly, and waited quietly for the next extraction.

This time, the man's pain seemed to be much more intense because of the last movement. He didn't do anything in the previous ten seconds, but the worm's mouthparts made his head twitch slightly and lift up a little.

He could probably control his expression, but Sean didn't see any pain or unwillingness on his face. The man was very calm.

The disappointment in Sean's eyes flashed.

Although he was an etheric body, he still patted his thigh habitually and stood up.

Stretching, Sean casually said: "Forget it, it's time to go... After watching a few hours of pantomime, it's also a good performance."

After that, he continued to walk forward accurately.

However, Noah called him.

"Master Saint III, please wait a moment."

"Hmm?"

"The amplitude of his last rotation is combined with the amplitude of his rotation this time when he was clamped by the mouthparts."

After hearing this, Sean looked in the direction of the man's face.

This is a staircase with ups and downs, and the energy cabin closely connected to the man is a little higher.

Because of the previous direction, the man was facing only the aisle, but now, after two adjustments, his face can finally face the top of another energy cabin.

There is a little girl of four or five years old in there. Her petite body is too weak. When she floats up, she almost hits the top and is rarely noticed.

The misery and despair here are everywhere.

And the little girl has a face that is 60% similar to the man.

Time passed quietly, and another extraction began.

The girl's calm face showed a brief look of pain, and then she was extracted.

The man facing her finally showed almost invisible tenderness and attachment.

He was pulled into a human skin, and when he fell like a rag, his eyelids were still looking in the direction of the girl.