Mechanical Alchemist

Chapter 6 Bloody Banquet

In the brightly lit corridor, a sense of familiarity emerges spontaneously.

The sounds of fighting are endless, and looking at the bald head covered in metal scales, isn't this the corridor just now?

Did I go through one glass and come back through another?

Su Lun looked back again, and the glass that was smashed before was restored to its original state. If it wasn't for the broken glass on the ground, he would have thought he had experienced a hallucination.

There is also a problem with the space of this manor!

"Phantom space? Or is it the ability of the 'ghost species'?"

Su Lun felt that the world was weird more and more, but soon realized, "Sure enough, if you can escape by jumping out of the window so easily, those guys before will not be killed by these weird puppets."

With this jump, Su Lun fell back into the corridor and crashed into the pile of puppets.

This is good, the sheep are in the mouth of the tiger.

Although the puppet does not do much harm to the bald head, it is definitely fatal to an ordinary person like Su Lun.

Originally, Su Lun was already lying flat and not ready to struggle, but to his surprise, the dolls seemed to ignore him, and they just floated over and killed the bald head.

"Hey, they didn't attack me?"

Su Lun looked at the puppet floating in front of his eyes, feeling a sense of surprise for the rest of his life, and secretly speculated: "Could it be the reason for discovering 'surveillance' before?"

He vaguely guessed in his heart that these puppets didn't kill him, maybe it was because the "ghost species" felt that there was an extra fun toy, and he was reluctant to kill him so quickly.

This is very painful.

And at this moment, without any warning, a burst of "click" and "click" piercing fractures were heard.

Taking a closer look, all the joints of that Marcus were broken in reverse.

Like a marionette, he was suspended in the air by invisible threads, his head drooping weakly.

Marcus, dead!

And even after this guy died, those puppet wielding knives did not continue to besiege the bald Ivan, but also faded away like a tide, and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Not far away, the bald-headed Ivan watched his subordinate's tragic death without warning, and obviously looked confused, and cursed angrily: "Damn it!"

How did that Marcus die without a puppet around him?

He suddenly realized that the method of this "ghost species" was probably not just manipulating puppets.

The bald head naturally noticed Su Lun who was let go by the puppet before, and guessed what he might know.

But before he had time to ask, at this moment, a closed door not far away suddenly opened.

At this time, a kind old man in a tuxedo walked out of the door, and said in an emotionless tone: "My master invites the two of you to the banquet hall for dinner."

Master, meal?

Su Lun raised his brows, no matter how he looked at it, it was not a good thing.

When he heard this, he also looked at the old man who looked like a butler.

He found that the guy hadn't turned his eyeballs the whole time he was talking, and when he looked closely, his complexion had an oily feel like a wax figure.

Obviously, this housekeeper is not a living person either.

Su Lun remained calm.

The point is, if he wanted to make a show, he couldn't beat him.

But how can the bald Ivan's violent temper be restrained?

You just killed a brother in my regiment in front of Lao Tzu, and now you are still invited to dinner?

"Fuck you!"

The bald head cursed angrily, raised his hand and fired at him.

"Boom" the housekeeper was smashed to pieces.

But at this moment, the deep voice suddenly sounded again, and said sullenly: "If you don't follow the rules of the game, you will be killed."

"snort!"

The bald head snorted coldly, a little bit disapprovingly.

But suddenly, also without warning, his whole body froze.

Exactly the same as when Marcus died before.

Suo Lun, who was not far away, could see clearly this time that the bald head was tied up by crystal threads like fishing lines, making him unable to move at all.

And as the silk thread tightened, the metal scales on the surface of the bald head's skin unexpectedly shattered, and the silk thread directly strangled into the flesh, overflowing with scarlet blood.

Su Lun looked at his eyelids and said, "What a weird method."

Obviously, that weird strength is far beyond imagination.

Seeing that in the next second, Ivan was about to be dismembered into seven or eight pieces, and just a second before his body was torn apart, the bald head was no longer as tough as before, and shouted: "Wait, I am willing to go!"

Just like that, Su Lun and bald Ivan were invited into the banquet hall by the butler whose body was blown to pieces.

The same luxurious decoration here, with soothing music playing from the phonograph.

There are already many people seated at the dining table, it looks very lively, and the dining atmosphere seems to be quite harmonious.

Su Lun was seated in an empty seat by the guide of the maid puppet.

He glanced at the people on the table, and he knew it in his mind.

Although these "people" are all sitting in their positions, their faces are expressionless and their bodies are stiff

Apparently no one was alive.

Either a doll, or a corpse fixed on a seat with silk threads, it looks very eerie and strange.

However, Su Lun wasn't surprised at all. Naturally, he didn't think that this "ghost species" would be so kind to invite them to dinner.

And seeing the expression on the bald head's face as if he had eaten a fly, he probably knew all these corpses.

The two sat in the vacant seats, and the doll in the maid costume behind them wrapped a napkin around them, and then lifted the dinner plate covered with a silver lid in front of them.

When Su Lun took his seat, he smelled a strong smell of blood, and vaguely guessed something.

When the lid of the meal was opened, the smell of blood spread even more.

A piece of reddish-brown liver was placed on the dinner plate in front of him, and it was still slightly bleeding. It seemed that it had just been taken out of a living body.

There are probably no live animals in this manor, so you can guess what kind of liver it is with your feet.

Su Lun raised his eyebrows without much surprise.

It would be strange if it was normal food in this weird manor.

He has played many perverted horror games, and this kind of plot is not too out of the ordinary.

Glancing from the corner of the eye, he saw that the plate was pretty good.

In front of that bald head was a human head. The eyeballs are placed in a small dish, which seems to be a "dessert" after a meal.

Looking at the green hair on the side again, this human head seems to be an old acquaintance - the cockscomb head killed by Su Lun in the study before.

But at this time, the lingering voice sounded again: "The rules of the game are: you must finish eating. Otherwise, you will die."

And at this moment, a table of "people" whether they were puppets or corpses, turned their heads around and stared at the two living people on the table with blank eyes.

The butler at the side also urged in a warning tone: "Why, two honored guests, doesn't the food suit your appetite?"

Su Lun and the bald head definitely didn't intend to take the initiative to eat what was on the dinner plate.

But obviously, whether they eat or not, they don't count.

At this time, transparent silk threads had quietly fallen from the beams of the house and bound their limbs.

Su Lun noticed something, but didn't feel any abnormality in his body

The bald man on the side obviously realized what happened, his face became ugly, and he muttered in despair: "The 'body control' of the spiritual system, at least the 'gold-level' ghost species, is all over now."

He had already experienced the power of this silk thread just now, and he thought it was purely controlled by the physics department, thinking that he might still have a chance to find a chance.

But I didn't think about it. Sitting on this chair, I was sure that the "ghost species" was also good at mind control.

This is the ability to kill him easily.

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With sharp ears, Su Lun could clearly hear what the bald man was muttering again.

Soon, he also understood what "body control" meant.

At this time, he found that his hands were raised uncontrollably, and then he picked up the knife and fork placed next to the dinner plate, and cut up the liver on the plate, with an elegant and gentlemanly manner.

This feeling is very strange, not a simple marionette, as if the brain has lost control of the body, he can only watch his hands, uncontrollably cutting up the meat on the dinner plate.

In this quiet banquet hall, it looked extraordinarily intrusive.