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Marcus looked at the massive creature, his expression turning grim as he said hoarsely, "Young Master, is this your pet?"
"Yes, but don't mind it for now, Uncle Marcus. You should interrogate this person and see if you can find out the antidote and who sent him," Xiar pointed to the unconscious assassin.
Although he wanted nothing more than to kill the man with a single strike, he had to force himself to hold back; he had no ability to detoxify.
The Spirit Master was surrounded by the protection of Guardian Spirit Light, which prevented any harmful substances from entering. Only if that layer of defense was broken could poisoning occur.
By that time, with all the Spirit Master's totems severely damaged, he would have already fallen into a situation where survival was impossible, making detoxification irrelevant.
"Alright, I'll interrogate him right away!" Marcus said as he casually lifted the man and took him into the secret interrogation room of the estate.
Xiar followed him inside. The interrogation facilities were extremely well-equipped, with various cruel instruments that rivaled the top ten tortures of ancient times, making one’s scalp tingle just to look at them.
Skinning, burning iron, bamboo skewers piercing nails—after these tortures were applied one by one, the man still refused to utter a word. His eyes were filled with a sense of death, as if he had completely given up on the chance to survive.
Xiar stood to one side, holding a bead that he had pried from the man's palm. He felt a rich flow of Source Power within it.
This bead, about the size of a fingertip, contained Source Power equivalent to nearly ten Source Crystals!
"Interesting. So this is something developed by that organization; it allows ordinary people to become Half Totem," Xiar's gaze grew colder.
He understood that the impending invasion of Barbarians and the opening of the Source Gate, leading to countless Radiation Monsters sweeping across the world, were disasters caused by that organization.
Now they aimed to assassinate various Lords to plunge the entire empire into further chaos and turmoil.
Killing someone was one thing, but provoking him without knowing the consequences was another. If Baron Bougiano were to suffer any harm, he swore he would not rest until he made the perpetrator pay!
"Young Master, I'm sorry, but I couldn't get him to talk," Marcus said, shaking his head as he set down the bloodied dagger.
At that moment, the assassin was bound to a torture device, his body marred with gruesome wounds, yet he kept his head lowered and remained silent. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, one might think he was already dead.
"It's fine. Leave the rest to me."
Xarl's expression was emotionless as he brought the man back to the underground laboratory and placed him on the Experiment Platform.
The assassin remained motionless until he caught sight of the grotesque swarm of Queen Bees flying around. A flicker of fear finally appeared in his eyes.
"You foolish man, I know you worship that so-called True God. I understand your delusion of seeking power beyond mortal limits by serving this organization."
Xiar held a precise scalpel, speaking in a calm tone as he gently traced a cut across the man's chest.
"I also know that your direct superior in Farn County is that widow named Yolanda."
His words left the assassin increasingly shocked, a deep-seated terror emanating from his very soul.
"That vile woman, whose husband was killed by a noble Spirit Master, has come to hate the entire empire. What a laughable fool she is, willing to sell her soul for revenge."
"Unfortunately for her, her future will be bleak, met with brutal violation and death."
Xiar leisurely narrated the grim fate awaiting her while effortlessly slicing open the man's abdomen with the scalpel, handling him delicately as if afraid of damaging him.
Blood flowed out, and he casually caught it in a jar, continuing to cut deeper.
As the belly was opened, the internal organs gradually exposed themselves before him. His hands moved like butterflies flitting among flowers, delicately separating various muscles and fats, allowing the organs to slowly detach from the body.
"Ah, kill me! Please, just kill me!" The man let out a weak cry.
The figure before him resembled a demon, treating his body like a toy, engaging in all sorts of gruesome play.
"A killer must be prepared to be killed; how you die is not for you to choose." A hint of crimson appeared in Xiar's eyes as he murmured softly, "What a marvelous and intricate structure. Truly, one cannot appreciate this allure without firsthand experience!"
With Master Level Totem Drawing, he possessed absolute stability and precision in his hand movements, effortlessly separating various internal tissues while keeping them alive.
However, as he cut a hole in the Heart, the man's robust body could no longer endure; life rapidly faded away.
"What a perfect structure. Thank you for providing me with such an exquisite Experimental Subject, allowing me to experience the intricacies of the human body firsthand."
Xiar watched as the man's gaze slowly dimmed. He grinned widely, bright light cascading down upon his frenzied face, making it appear even more terrifying and bizarre.
"As a reward for becoming my White Mouse, let you enjoy the treatment of being my precious host."
With a thought, enormous Bees carrying white eggs flew onto the man's body. Their sharp stingers easily pierced his skin, burying the eggs deep within.
The man's eyes completely dulled as a Venomous Stinger Bee pierced through one of his eyes, implanting an egg and ensuring he would never close them again.
The Venomous Stinger Bee possessed parasitic abilities, capable of embedding its eggs within various animals, using the host's flesh and blood as nourishment for the larvae to grow rapidly.
Moreover, the stronger the host's physique, the faster this growth rate becomes.
This man had been exposed to a certain level of Source Power radiation, and his physique had long surpassed that of an ordinary person, making him an ideal host.
The Larvae that hatched from this corpse would become even stronger than others.
"I never expected I would have something like this."
Xiar looked at his hands, the fair and slender fingers stained with blood, still bearing remnants of flesh, a sight that was previously unimaginable.
In a fit of boundless rage, he had directly turned the other person into a subject for human experimentation, conducting the most inhumane vivisection.
If outsiders were to witness this experiment, they would undoubtedly regard him as the most evil of demons, subject to the brutal punishment of imperial law.
In this regard, the Harrison Empire was no different from the religiously governed Europa; both prohibited all forms of human experimentation.
Yet he felt no remorse. This action was nothing less than a premeditated thought that had transformed into reality under the influence of hatred.
The laboratory fell silent, with only the sound of Venomous Stinger Bees buzzing and the faint noises of flesh being gnawed upon.
The bright yellow light cast his shadow against the wall behind him, making him appear like a monstrous fiend crawling out of hell!
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