You call this a black hand?

What should be done to force out a "past life" that may be hidden in the body?

Mellen originally thought that Mrs. Chelsea would use some very complicated methods to do this. After all, things like reincarnation in past lives sounded very mysterious, and it would definitely not be simple if we went deep into it.

Unexpectedly, her method was very crude - bloodletting.

"The dangers I encountered before, if it weren't for you, I might have died."

The secret cabin located underground in the forest park cannot actually be called small, because it not only has storage rooms and kitchens and other spaces used for daily life, but also has many basements with different functions.

At this time, Mrs. Chelsea was in one of the basements sealed with silver-white metal, standing calmly and busy in front of an experimental table.

"This proves that it is unlikely that the so-called subjective consciousness can be brought out by a life-and-death crisis alone."

While speaking, she lowered her head and held the cut left wrist with her right hand, her expression full of concentration.

At this time, black blood was continuously emerging from the white and delicate skin gap, and dripped with inertia into a silver high-angle cup on the metal experimental table.

The cup used as a container has complicated lines all over its body, and when viewed vaguely, it looks like an angel with wings on its back fighting a ferocious devil.

And as the black blood gathered in the cup, waves of strange murmurs could be heard faintly around him.

But maybe it was because of the blocking effect of the cup that Meron, who was standing next to her and watching, didn't feel any discomfort from it.

"She doesn't care whether I'm dead, but she will definitely care about my body, or the blood in this body."

The lady's hoarse voice sounded quite calm, and her expression was calm, without the shame she had not long ago.

Because as the black blood was discharged, her body was suffering from severe pain, leaving her with no intention to pay attention to the emotions she should have had.

"Next, I will drain the heart blood from my body and replace it with ordinary blood. This way there will be no change in a short period of time, but as time goes by, my blood will begin to degrade."

"Is this dangerous?"

Mellen couldn't help but ask.

It was obvious that the teacher wanted to use the hard work in her body as a threat to force out any possible subjective consciousness.

But this is like an ordinary person taking out his own heart. Although he can put it back later, there can be no risk in this process, right?

"This is very dangerous to others, but I have been using my blood to suppress Alyssa's blood for many years, and I am very familiar with my body, so it is not really important."

Mrs. Chelsea said without raising her head: "Unless you are unwilling to return them to me later, I will not be in danger."

Obviously, she meant to leave her lifeline to Meren for safekeeping later.

Meren didn't speak when he heard this, but nodded silently.

At this time, the black blood in the silver goblet has spread more than half. As new drops continue to drip, some scarlet horror scenes faintly emerge from the ripples, and the strange murmurs around them also tend to be sharp roars.

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This blood doesn't look like a good thing. As it leaves the body, the girl-like Mrs. Chelsea's body has been twisted and restored to her original appearance, and she even looks more dazzling than before——

If we say that the previous lady was a stunning beauty, her dignified and elegant appearance and temperament were like a noble queen.

But now, she is more like a goddess sitting in the clouds overlooking the world, with a touch of holiness in her cold facial features, a noble temperament, and an awe-inspiring inviolability.

However, as the black blood drained away and golden blood began to overflow, this radiant appearance quickly dimmed, like a beautiful epiphyllum that had just bloomed and began to wither quickly.

The scarce golden blood was not mixed with the black blood, but was dripped by Mrs. Chelsea into a container that was similar in shape to a silver wine glass but was pure gold in color.

At the same time, she casually grabbed a few peas that had been placed on the table and threw them towards the corner of the room. The small, round beans suddenly expanded and twisted into various instruments of torture.

Hard bed, iron chair, soldering iron, special pliers covered with spikes, coffin cage, flowering pears, pillory...

Various objects that Melon could name, as well as objects that he couldn't name, were transformed from peas and had different functions. He was stunned to see them.

Then, Mrs. Chelsea raised her hand to brush the clothes she was wearing, and the elegant formal suit suddenly turned into a thin sleeveless black nightgown.

The nightgown was very loose, her fair and smooth arms and shoulders were exposed to the air, and her calves and feet were also naked.

He seemed to be wearing nothing else.

This is obviously to make it easier for Melen to attack him.

The teacher is so cruel...

Thinking of this, Mellen's face showed a trace of embarrassment, "I have never used those things..."

"It doesn't matter if you have no experience. You can try it slowly on me."

Mrs. Chelsea said calmly: "Don't worry about anything, because when it comes time to use them, you won't be facing me."

"But in the beginning, maybe we should use relatively mild methods?"

"Mild methods, haven't I told you before?"

When she said this, her expression showed no emotion, as if she had completely forgotten the previous ambiguity between the two parties.

But her eyes glanced at Melun intentionally or unintentionally, with a slightly strange look in her eyes.

Because she had released the black blood in advance, now that she had drained the blood from her body, apart from feeling weaker, she was not as corroded by evil forces as before.

But this approach is not much different from taking away most of one's life.

Therefore, in her original expectation, she would be very weak as a result, even on the verge of death, and her mind would not be able to maintain normalcy.

However, at the moment, as the warmth from her first mistake spread in her lower abdomen, she, who should have been extremely weak, was still able to maintain normal rationality. Although she was physically weak, she was still within the tolerance range.

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Their effects are so powerful it's incredible.

However, it is precisely because of this that my wife believes that she should take out another insurance policy to avoid accidents.

"I have closed off the source of my power and become an ordinary person."

As the last drop of golden blood fell into the cup, a strong sense of emptiness instantly spread throughout her body, causing her legs to weaken and her hands to rest on the table, almost collapsing to the ground.

But she held on and tremblingly handed Mellen a bundle of crimson and blood-colored ropes in her magic pocket.

"But just in case, you have to tie me up with it."

"How to tie it?"

"Whatever you want, but I suggest you put me on that bed, spread out my body and tie my limbs, so you won't go wrong."

Meren nodded upon hearing this, and then prepared to take the bundle of ropes.

The result was surprising. When it came to the end, the teacher didn't let go.

This cannot be a sudden repentance.

Sensing something strange, Mellen couldn't help but be alert.

He raised his eyes and stared at the other party, and found that the look in Mrs. Chelsea's eyes at him was a little strange!

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