Pirate: My villain's identity is exposed

Sherlock's vision was blurred by his own blood, and he felt that Phoenix could crush his head with just force.

"Because I want to torture you slowly."

Phoenix laughed grimly.

A white chair appeared behind Sherlock. He was thrown on the chair by Phoenix. His hands dropped and his head was lowered. He had lost the ability to move.

Phoenix wiped the remaining blood on his face, which was of course Sherlock's blood.

With a cruel smile on his lips, he walked to Sherlock and slowly knelt down.

"In 1000, it was the first time I met someone who came from the same place as me. Although you are just an ant, you gave me an extremely cordial feeling. If you surrender to me now and become my believer, I can consider letting you go. you."

Phoenix's words stimulated Sherlock's nerves.

He said from the beginning that the aura on Sherlock was familiar and that they both came from the same place.

Could it be that Phoenix is ​​also a time traveler... Sherlock thought, but his throat could no longer make a sound, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he vomited out a lot of blood.

The parasitic flowers that bloomed on his body were dyed red.

Sherlock raised his eyes and looked into Phoenix's eyes. No, he was not a time traveler. He came from the abyss just like Pipisia.

"It seems that you are not going to surrender to me."

Phoenix raised Sherlock's hand and cut off his fingers one by one.

His face was already stained with tears. This emotion was not his, but belonged to the owner of the body, Heling.

But Herring's soul was too weak compared to Phoenix, and she couldn't control her body at all.

"Bundle…"

Sherlock spat out blood again.

"Hey."

"spirit…"

"return…"

"Give…"

"I."

With every word he uttered, bright red blood surged from Sherlock's throat.

Phoenix was stunned for a moment, humming a melodious tune from the corner of his mouth.

While singing, he continued to torture Sherlock.

Click—

Click—

Click—

Sherlock's joints were dislocated, ten fingers were torn off, his skull was deformed, and his face was distorted.

For the first time in his life, Sherlock was in such pain. Even when his soul was being sutured, it didn't hurt like this.

If human pain is divided into ten levels, then Sherlock's pain at this time has reached level [-], far beyond the limit that humans can bear.

Phoenix touched the tears on his face:

"That's enough, it's so boring, let's end it like this."

He reached out his hand and took out Shylock's heart.

"Houston!"

Crocodile was still struggling with the red-haired monster, but suddenly he couldn't feel Sherlock's breath, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Mr. 1 and Corps Commander Killua also stopped at the same time and looked at the hole hundreds of meters deep in the ground.

Survivors who were not infected by the parasitic flowers, including missionary Willie Pope, also focused their attention here.

Did Lord Phoenix kill the Beloved?

Why would the Beloved betray Lord Phoenix?

The Beloved One must be dead, Lord Phoenix is ​​really angry.

They have countless questions in their hearts, but they hide them in their hearts and dare not speak.

Under the huge collapsed ground, there was only Phoenix's figure. He was holding a living heart in his hand, and the heart was still beating!

Willy Pope frowned, how could this happen? The Beloved...is really dead...Is the prophecy wrong?Or is he not the person we are waiting for?

Shylock was dragged back to the abyss in time by Pipicia.

To be precise, it was not timely enough.

Its speed is still one step slower than Phoenix, and Sherlock has lost his heart.

Moreover, the damage caused by Phoenix was too great, and even the self-healing technique could not restore Sherlock.

Sherlock's consciousness began to blur, and a rushing sound sounded in his ears.

"Host, your health value is below 0.0001. We have to take you back to the abyss. Just hold on."

Sherlock felt that his eyelids and body became very heavy. He didn't know what kind of strange power Pipicia used. He didn't die immediately even after losing his heart.

His eyes were half open and half closed, and he vaguely saw that he was sent to the top of the inverted pyramid.

In a deep dark passage.

Sherlock lost all consciousness.

When he woke up again, he found that he was lying on something similar to an operating table, and several dark shadows without eyes seemed to be looking at him.

Mr. Pipisia was also nearby. He was wearing a light blue disinfectant suit and was talking to himself as if he was relieved.

"Fortunately, it's okay, it's not completely dead, otherwise we would have to change its owner again."

Sherlock had an unreal feeling. The pain in his body disappeared, but his soul seemed to be floating above his body.

He saw himself lying on the operating frame, with a blood hole in his chest, and the place where his heart should have been was empty.

He remembered that he had been killed by Phoenix.

"Am I dead?"

Sherlock asked.

Pipisia nodded and shook her head:

"In an accurate sense, you are dead, but not dead, because your soul is still intact. As long as the soul exists, the abyss can resurrect you. However, the host needs to pay for the host's body to change the heart of the abyss. Something in it."

"what?"

Sherlock asked doubtfully.

"There is a certain organ in the host's body. The host has two kidneys. How about taking one away?"

Pipisia suggested.

"No, not even to death."

Sherlock rejected it flatly, "Appendix, I am only willing to pay for appendix."

Pipisia frowned slightly, feeling that Sherlock looked down on the wisdom of the abyss.

It said to several black figures:

"This appendix is ​​good, just remove the appendix and replace the heart."

Several dark figures began to operate on Sherlock without raising any questions.

Both Pipicia and her mother were a little suspicious, but after all, they were on Sherlock's side and did not ask any more questions.

Sherlock watched helplessly as they took the appendix out of his body and placed it in a glass container.

Then, they took out a black heart, put it into Sherlock's body, and began to sew it up.

Is this the legendary black heart... Sherlock complained silently.

They not only repaired Sherlock's internal organs, but also repaired his deformed head.

Until their surgery is over.

Shylock's soul was kicked into his body by Pipithia, and he lost consciousness again.

When Sherlock opened his eyes again, he was already outside the Inverted Pyramid and in the villa of Princess Pipisia.

That's right, Pipicia's small western-style building has been completely renovated into a large villa, and it seems that it is planning to develop into a manor.

Sherlock always had the illusion that Pipicia had sucked a lot of his blood.

Pipisia stood in front of him and looked at him seriously.

"I must remind the host that your current heart is the heart of the abyss, which may have a certain impact on your character. Indifference, bloodthirsty, violence, and playfulness are all inevitable. When the host has such emotions, it cannot Exclusion, otherwise it will create an abyss of negative personality.”

"Why didn't you say it before?"

Sherlock asked.