A rat's nest basement full of chains and skin.
Three hours have passed. Unlike the skin of the open source skin slave-skin bagger that I once dealt with in the Duke Chamber of Commerce,
This Apostle skin from the gatekeeper Pym gives William a completely different feeling.
The black liquid that filled the magic box was consumed in less than an hour, while the apostle's skin only showed a slight change in color. William had now been injected with the black liquid four times in a row, and he was already a little weak.
The skin of the apostle that he kept stirring in the box only turned slightly black.
“I seem to have thought the problem too simply. Changing the nature of the apostle’s skin is no less difficult than confronting the skin apostle head-on… Even if I completely drain myself tonight, I’m afraid it will be difficult to achieve.
Otherwise, it is most important to directly fuse the skin and repair the yellow skin."
Just as William was about to interrupt the transformation process, a deep voice sounded in his mind:
"Hey! Do you think things are so exaggerated? This gift from the gatekeeper is just a part of his skin, not a complete skin set. The difficulty is no less than fighting against the skin apostle. You are really good at making excuses for your incompetence. You are becoming more and more useless~ William."
However, William did not show any emotion because of these words. Instead, he continued to speak:
"Yes~ I am indeed 'useless' in the matter of arranging death. How about you try it, Yi Chen? If you can make black dead skin, I will really admire you.
If you can't do that, then be less boastful in the future. 』
"Ah~ Hahaha! William, have you learned how to use words to provoke me? You are getting cuter and cuter... Since you might try to commit suicide later, I will help you."
If we want to deal with this kind of person who is higher in rank than us, it will not work just by using conventional methods.
Get out of the way, I'm going to do something tough for you... 』
"Please."
Communication between minds ends.
In reality, William began to tilt his head back, and he showed no sign of stopping after it exceeded 90 degrees, until his cervical vertebrae were broken and he reached a full backward tilt angle of 180 degrees.
The moment I opened my eyes, the dark breath of death spread around me like a wave.
Fortunately, multiple layers of seals were set up in the basement in advance, otherwise such aura would be enough to cause Keith and his wife, and even all the rats within a few hundred meters around them, to age and die.
The invisible umbilical cord around the neck increases its strength, limiting the impact of this intense death on the torso of the perfect birth, and maintaining the balance between life and death as much as possible.
"Ah... So comfortable~ William, you really know how to choose a place. This small basement full of rat stench really makes me miss it~
I miss the happy life with the mice in the small dark room of the orphanage. When I was really hungry, I would let them draw lots and choose a dedicated person for me to eat.
The whole lottery process is quite interesting. Some timid mice will even run away, and we will play a game of cat and mouse ~ but I am always the winner in the end.
It's all thanks to them that I can survive that boring life in the small dark room.
Okay, I accidentally started reminiscing about the good old days~ Let’s get to work.
William, your thinking is too limited. Why do you have to use the "container" provided by others? The abyss characteristics of this magic box can dilute and affect the effect of the black liquid.
Aren’t our bodies the perfect containers?”
After saying this, he switched to dead makeup.
After ensuring that he would not die, Yi Chen directly took out the Knights' black hand axe and cut his head in a circular shape.
Bang! The skull emitting black smoke fell to the ground.
However, it was not over yet. Yi Chen continued to attack Dian Nao with the axe, and used the axe blade to dig a hole in the center of Dian Nao.
When everything was ready, he pulled out the "Apostle Skin" soaked in the magic box, folded it roughly like a newspaper, and then forced it into the hole he had gouged out in the epileptic brain.
After it is completely inserted, collect the brain tissue scattered on the ground and seal the hole.
Finally, cover the skull to complete the seal.
Huh~ With a breath of black air exhaled
Yi Chen's pupils shrank into a small black dot and he spread his arms.
The whole person was in the shape of a cross and slowly floated up, as if there was a "halo of death" emerging above the head, and the whole brain also heated up.
Wisps of dark steam surged out from my scalp, and I could even hear the boiling sound coming from inside my skull.
High temperature stew
Yi Chen's eyeballs melted directly in the process, and sticky substances flowed out of his ears and nostrils, which smelled like cooked brains.
The process is like a master chef from a coastal city in China making soup, using a double-layer high-pressure casserole, and the main ingredient for the soup is an aged pig skin.
If you want to stew it until it is soft, you must increase the fire and increase the internal pressure.
In the evening, Mr. and Mrs. Keith, who were sleeping in the room, felt inexplicably hot and could not fall asleep no matter how much they tossed and turned.
I don't know how much time has passed.
When William regained consciousness, the entire basement was filled with the smell of pig skin soup, and his own brain was buzzing.
However, the 8×13cm apostle skin in front of me has already been "colored", with a jet-black luster running across the entire skin, without any flaws, and the surface still emitting steam as if it had just been taken out of the pot.
"Yi Chen, it still has to be you."
Yi Chen did not receive a response to William's praise, and fell asleep in the aquarium due to being too tired.
Next is the last step.
As William brought the perfectly transformed apostle's skin close to his clothes, yellow threads could not wait to wrap around it and absorb it into it.
The clothes that were damaged by the Abyss Rat Tail were repaired in a short time, and at the same time, there were pure black ripples like the ocean and the whole body was swung open,
Wherever the ripples reached, the garment tightened and fit William's body perfectly.
William could even taste some of the experience of the gatekeeper Pym and feel his method of 'training the skin'... An indescribable feeling of perfect skin flowed throughout his body, and William even had the confidence to resist the piercing of the rat tail of the abyss.
However,
Just as William was immersed in the process of combining the apostle's skin with the clothes and trying to button the first button of his suit,
Bang bang bang~ The skin exploded in many places on the body, and the blood that flowed out was absorbed by the clothes, which served as a nutritious breakfast for Huangpi.
The fundamental reason for the explosion was that the load of wearing the apostle's skin was too heavy, which should be something that only those who have completed the path can control.
However, William used his "perfectly born body" to withstand the burden and pressure brought by the skin and continued to wear it.
When all three buttons of the suit were fastened, blood had soaked his entire body.
Huang Pi, who had just recovered, was also completely full in the process and fully recovered, expressing his gratitude to William through his retina.
"Huh... That's great~ This way we can officially start investigating Rat City, and even visit the tower if we have the chance."
When William opened his eyes again and prepared to visually inspect the new clothes, the scene before him stunned him.
A door appeared before him.
A door that shouldn't appear in the basement. Such a dirty, messy and small basement is not worthy of such a door.
The shape of this door is very similar to the "stitched door" of the leather factory. It is made of thick leather and stitched with a kind of air-dried vascular silk thread.
"Could this be... a path to skin! Is it because I accepted the skin of the Skin Apostle in an open-source manner?"
When William looked at the door, the silk thread on the leather door untied automatically, and the door opened automatically with a sound of flesh squeezing.
He could not wait to show the young man William a deep passage made of leather that led to the center of the old world, the origin of the disease.
The biological evolutionary instinct urged William to move closer.
Huangpi in the body is also silently promoting this process. After all, the goal that Huangpi wants to achieve is to control the leather factory. If William chooses a path related to the skin, it will be more conducive to this process.
Just as William approached the open suture door and was about to step through.
Buzz!
He suddenly pulled back his right leg, and then slapped himself in the face... Bang! The hurricane formed by the slap roared in the basement, blowing the iron chain violently against the wall.
William's entire head was turned 360 degrees, automatically cut into a dead person's makeup.
The index finger dangled in the air and the head slowly turned counterclockwise back to its original position.
"No... I can't compromise easily now that I've come this far! I'm really sorry, I'm willing to take the initiative to embrace my skin disease, but I have to choose the path I want to take."
William bowed deeply towards the stitched door, and when he raised his head, the door had disappeared.
If this scene was seen by others, William's refusal of the Path would surely spread throughout the Old World... This kind of thing is too rare. The Path brings an instinctive attraction to the creatures. Only individuals with extremely strong willpower who have overcome their biological nature can refuse the invitation of the Path.