Chapter 99 Lucy

  "You... captured a Divine Warrior?" Riesz stared at the Divine Warrior in shock, her eyes wide with amazement as she exclaimed loudly: "Heavens! Aren't you afraid of being punished by the War God? And wasn't it said that no Divine Warriors survived? What's going on with this person?"

  This is different from what Rize heard. In the rumors, all five God's Chosen Warriors were killed in battle, and one of them was even burned to ashes by the black dragon's flames. How could a God's Chosen Warrior be here now? The Temple of War even specially carved a statue for the God's Chosen Warrior who had no body, as a memorial.

  "Some things are better left unknown." Mo Yan smiled and walked to the front of the cross, lifting the chin of the chosen warrior and said: "You only need to know that the person in front of you is a chosen warrior. I need you to understand why these chosen warriors can communicate directly with God."

  "Divine magic is different from spellcasting." Riesz frowned and said, "I can't guarantee that I can solve this puzzle, but I'll try my best. However, some experiments still require spellcasting materials, and the ones I can cast directly with magic are just simple detection spells."

  "It's magic materials again." Mo Yan said somewhat annoyed, pacing back and forth in the room. After thinking for a while, he finally decided: "Then I'll just do some simple experiments first, and talk about other things when the materials arrive. Of course, if you don't think you'll get nauseous, you can stay and take a look together."

  In the end, Rize chose to stay, although he didn't know what Moyan was going to do, but this was a good opportunity to understand the God-chosen warriors and accumulate some experience for his future experiments. As for the identity of the current God-chosen warrior in front of him, Rize had roughly guessed it after thinking about it, and there shouldn't be anyone else except for that one God-chosen warrior whose body hadn't been found.

  "First, we need to test how this divine mark is imprinted on the forehead." Mo Yan held the dagger in his hand and inserted it into the warrior's forehead, forcefully carving out the glowing mark. "Although I know it's not an ordinary tattoo, I'm still curious about how it stays on the forehead. If we destroy this place, will the warrior's power be affected?"

  The warrior chosen by the gods twisted her body with great force as she was being flayed, making a low humming noise from her gagged mouth. The chains binding her made a rattling sound, as if they would break at any moment. However, the special technique used to bind her meant that even after Mo Yan had cut off that piece of flesh, she still couldn't struggle free.

  "It seems that attacking here is not very effective." Mo Yan looked at the God-chosen warrior's forehead, where new flesh had grown again. The God mark that had been cut off was also in its original position and did not appear on the cut-off flesh. It seemed that the God mark was not a physical entity branded on the flesh, but a power combined with the God-chosen warrior. Even if the mark was scraped off, it would not have any effect.

  Twenty minutes later, the two SS guards who had been staying in the room rushed out of the room with their mouths covered. Through the gap of the door that was opened for a moment, it could be vaguely seen that on the floor inside the room, there were blood and flesh everywhere, and even several small intestines fell to the ground. The Minotaur, covered in blood, held a sharp dagger against the head of the Chosen Warrior.

  "Is this the limit?" After a while, Mo Yan wiped his dagger and looked at the wound of the divine warrior in front of him, which had already recovered very slowly. He stopped the knife in his hand. In just half an hour, Rize truly understood the cruelty of the monster in front of him, it was a ruthless creature that made people's hair stand on end.

  "If she's cut down, she'll die." After Mo Yan stripped the God-chosen Warrior's clothes off, Ritz also knew that the God-chosen Warrior in front of him wasn't a handsome man. Seeing Mo Yan wanting to strike again, he hastily stopped him and said: "I can't study anything from a corpse, those probing magic all require the subject to be alive."

  "No, no, no, I just wanted to give her a short haircut." Mo Yan shook his head, grabbed the long hair of the God-chosen Warrior and cut it off from the middle, saying: "Obviously she's flat-chested, and with that tall and heroic build, having long hair is really out of place. A character like this should have short hair, a tomboyish girl! Attributes are very important."

  Rize looked at the Minotaur, who had been knocked unconscious and then revived, but he didn't understand what the Minotaur was saying. However, the Minotaur's actions were cruel, but Rize could see that he was avoiding vital spots and his movements were purposeful, not just randomly torturing him, so he didn't stop him.

  "All I can think of is this." Mo Yan picked up a piece of cloth from the room and wiped off the fresh blood on his hand, saying: "The next thing will be handed over to you. When the time comes, I will try my best to provide materials for you. And if you really can't figure it out, there's nothing wrong with that, after all, your major is in the elemental system."

  After seeing Rize off, Mo Yan took the mouthguard from God's Chosen Warrior's mouth, which was almost bitten to pieces, and patted her face with a smile, saying: "How do you feel now? Just now, didn't it feel like you were about to go to the temple immediately? I don't know if your body grew new flesh at that time, did it feel the same as mine?"

  "We... are... worthy opponents, the God of War will not let you off (please fill in the blanks yourself, as the mouth is unclear)."

  The chosen warrior laboriously lifted his head, which was covered with a blindfold, and spoke towards Mo Yan's direction: "If... you are truly an honorable warrior, then... you should... kill me."

  "Kill you?" Mo Yan smiled and said: "After I get everything I want from you, I will generously kill you. But if you think that dying can bring you relief and enter the temple of the war god, then your thoughts are wrong. I think... you should have had some time without contacting the war god, right?"

  "You... how did you know?" The Divine Warrior heard the demon beside him say such a message, and even forgot the severe pain on his body, hastily asking: "Is it... all of this... your doing? What have you done, why can't we contact Lord War God."

  "It's really uncomfortable to hear you speak like that." Mo Yan walked up to the Divine Warrior and stretched out his hand to massage her mouth, saying: "I don't have the ability to cut off God's connection. I can only say that there is an unknown force currently shrouding the entire Eran, blocking God's perception. I think, since you can't contact God, your souls can't go to God's temple either."

  When Mo Yan's hand touched hers, the body of the chosen warrior stiffened suddenly, but seeing that Mo Yan was only massaging her numb mouth, she slowly relaxed.

  "If after death you can only wander helplessly in the mortal world, or go somewhere else, do you still want me to kill you?" Mo Yan smiled and looked at the silent Chosen Warrior, saying: "By the way, I don't even know your name yet. It's been a hassle calling you Chosen Warrior all along. Having a simpler name to call you would be better."

  For Mo Yan's words, the God-chosen warrior didn't respond reasonably, turning her head to the other side without answering. She wouldn't tell a demon her own name, let alone this demon was the one she hated the most. If it weren't for the cow-headed man beside her, she wouldn't have fallen to the point of having no hands or feet.

  "Are you not going to speak?" Mo Yan released the hand that was covering the warrior's mouth, and intentionally made a loud noise as he pulled out his dagger. "So, let's continue what we were doing earlier, I think you must have enjoyed having your flesh cut off piece by piece, otherwise you wouldn't be so stubborn. Of course, if my hand slips accidentally, you'll get your wish to die too. At that time, your soul might even be obtained by the devil in hell, which would be a pity."

  "Lucy." The God-selected warrior fell silent for a whole moment, just when Mo Yan thought the God-selected warrior in front of him was a fearless machine, she softly spoke out a name.

  "Is that Lucy?" Mo Yan put the dagger back in its sheath and said, "It's a nice-sounding name. I'll make you some barbecue tonight, and to help you vent your anger, I'll even make some grilled beef." Mo Yan patted Lucy's head, which he had just cut short, and walked out of the room that was now filled with blood.

  "Put her back in the room." Mo Yan said to the two pale-faced SS guards outside the door: "By the way, remind you not to make the same mistake as those two people last time. She is not someone you can touch, do you know? Try harder, I didn't expect you to be fainting at the sight of blood."

  Two SS guards heard Mo Yan's words and remembered the two who were carried by that god-selected warrior who couldn't move, made some obscene gestures, and were thrown alive to be eaten by demons. They couldn't help but shiver and hastily nodded in agreement.

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