[Comprehensive] Su Nippon Maru

Now that it was decided to change the subject of the experiment to one shock, Fujiki asked Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada to send Yaoken Toshiro back to rest.

After the sound of footsteps disappeared, Yiqi Yizhen blinked his dry eyes quickly.

The trembling eyelashes concealed the sarcasm in his eyes, and under the gaze of the judge, Yiqi Yizhen unbuttoned the collar with his slender fingers.

Finally, I waited for the words of the judge.

On the contrary, something was released in my heart.

The Inquisitor wants to play a brutal game.

Compared with the naive idea that the god judge really wanted to save them, the god judge wanted to see his flesh and blood splattered, crying and begging for mercy is a more acceptable truth for the first issue.

In this way, what he needs to do is much simpler.

——He only needs to satisfy the desire of the god judge, and then resist at the right time, so that the god judge will keep his interest in him, and he has no energy to deal with other swords.

This is not an easy task.

But he can do it well.

His fingernails dug into his palms, and the pain allowed him to concentrate.

Although the god judge has not shown any signs of impatience, as long as he is not in front of his younger brother, the blue-haired sword has no intention of delaying time.

Yiqi Yizhen looked up at the judge with golden eyes, unbuttoned his fingers neatly, and then took off his clothes, unabashedly showing his body covered with bone spurs and scars in front of the judge.

"Master Shu, this is my body."

The blue-haired sword maintained the posture of kneeling on the ground, put the clothes he had taken off aside, untied his body and raised his hands above his head.

The vine tree who didn't get the rich and colorful heart of his Dark Fallen Knife: ...isn't it a bit too much?

He just wanted to see bone spurs, not much nudity.

But...forget it.

The one who takes off his clothes doesn't even make a fuss, what does he care about?

Fujiki took Yiqi Yizheng's body, pulled the Taidao out of the scabbard, carefully placed it on the low table, and then waved to the blue-haired Taidao.

"Sit over, one session at a time."

The blue-haired sword took a look at the judge, and walked to Fujiki and sat down at the request of the judge.

Taidao youth strives to show docileness in every move.

But the moment Fujiki raised his hand, the blue-haired sword still tensed up all the muscles in his body.

Yiqi Yizhen forced himself not to dodge, and tried to relax his body, allowing the interrogator's cold fingers to move on him.

Fujiki touched every bone spur on the blue-haired Taidao with a very calm mood, and finally, his fingers stopped on the left shoulder of the young Taidao.

"I'm going to try to kill it." Fujiki said to his Dark Fallen Knife.

There was a sharp bone spur on the blue-haired sword's left shoulder, piercing through the young man's skin and coming out obliquely.

"If you can't stand it, just tell me right away, okay?"

With one hand resting on Yiqi Yizheng's collarbone, the other hand held the hideous bone spur.Fujiki lowered his head and looked into the blue-haired Tachi's quiet eyes.

"It's okay, please do whatever you want." Taidao youth smiled lightly, but there seemed to be a chill in the place held by the god judge.

"Okay, take a breath first," Fujiki ordered, and exerted a little force on his fingers, "Then, one, two..."

Hearing the countdown, Lanfa Taidao took a hard bite of the soft flesh in his mouth, and then mustered up the courage to lean forward and send the bone spur further into Fujiki's hand, making it easier for the judge to exert force.

"three!"

Teng Shu's gaze suddenly became sharp, green light glowed in his hand, he grabbed the bone spur and pulled it out violently.

"what--!!"

The blue-haired Taidao raised his slender neck like a lonely beast driven to a desperate situation, and the muscles on his back formed a beautiful arc due to the force.

Both beautiful and fragile.

One after the other, he clearly felt that something was entangled in every nerve of his body, tearing apart the flesh little by little with the pull of the judge.

Yiqi gritted his teeth.

Fujiki also increased his strength at this moment.

In fact, Fu Sangshen's feeling was not wrong.

This bone spur, which was caused by the alienation of the dark fall, was rooted in the flesh and blood of the Taidao youth, and there were countless black tentacles covered with barbs attached to the root.

It was as fine as hair, but it could easily cut through the muscles. Within reach of the hand, the entire shoulder of the blue-haired sword was bloody and bloody.

Until the vine tree expelled the bone spur inch by inch, the hair-like tentacles were still struggling and wriggling, trying to get into the body of the vine tree, but they couldn't break through the barrier of green light.

tsk...

Kind of disgusting.

Fujiki glanced at it in disgust, then picked up a box, threw the bone spur into it, sealed it with a layer of supernatural power, and prepared to show it to the Government of Time as a proof of his experimental progress.

After dealing with the bone spur, Fujiki touched Anluodao's shoulder again.

A soft green light enveloped the shoulders of the Taidao youth, the bleeding wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the body of the blue-haired Taidao slowly relaxed.

"Are you okay?" Fujiki helped the Taidao youth brush away his sweat-soaked hair. "Is it bearable to directly remove the bone spur?"

"Yes, I can bear it." Yiqi Yizhen gasped for breath. Hearing the interrogator's question, the blue-haired Taidao adjusted his sitting posture and lowered his body again. "Please continue."

"It's already done." Teng Shu helped Fu Sangshen to sit up, and praised: "You've done a good job, you've worked hard."

Pulling out the bone spur directly can separate the dark fall, and the pain caused is within the range of Fu Sangshen.

As long as this is proven, he doesn't need to bother with his Dark Fallen Knife anymore.

Fujiki got up to get the clothes of Taidao youth, when he came back, he inadvertently glanced at Taidao youth's shoulder, his eyes froze suddenly.

On the smooth skin of Taidao youth, a soy-sized pustule quietly bulged out, exuding this faint dark aura.

Yiqi Yizhen noticed the mood change of the judge, and cast a puzzled look at Fujiki.

"It's nothing." Fujiki smiled, and handed the clothes to Lanfa Taidao, "I have some ideas, and I will tell you when you have rested."