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Chapter 352

Although Negary used to be open to both men and women, he had also tried to warm up before.

However, that wasn't what he meant when he said he wanted Roger's body. Michael was also very handsome when he was young, a very attractive man, but as he grew older, no matter how handsome he was, he would still be burdened by wrinkles and age spots.

After obtaining a second life, the identity of Negary could no longer be used in front of others.

Roger was quite handsome, tall and straight, Negary had a good impression of him. He also came from a decent family, so it was a very good identity.

Because of that, after Roger broke into his research base, he didn't immediately kill him. His rationality had been affected a bit, so at this crucial moment, he still wanted to play a little bit of fun with Roger and have a little sex game with him.

As for the female student, Quirl, she was completely ignored by Negary, as she was nothing but a normal student.

"I can see that you also have a bit of mana. If that's the case, why don't you give this a try? As long as you can hold on for 10 seconds without fainting, I'll consider it your win and let you go" Negary was lying through his teeth, regardless of whether Roger could win or not, he would still skin Roger alive.

Without waiting for Roger to answer, the white threads that bound Roger had already drilled into his body. These threads were made from Negary's muscles, so they also had a very unique reaction to mana. Or rather, they had become like this under the influence of the mana from the magical ritual.

After drilled into Roger's body, these powerful white threads directly sought out the mana stored inside Roger's body.

"Aaaaaah!" Roger immediately screamed in pain as the white threads began to extract his mana. For its master, mana was a part of their body, so having their mana extracted while they were still alive was no different from having their flesh cut off.

Not to mention, while these white threads were extracting mana, they were also rapidly growing. In less than three seconds, Roger's body had already swollen, with a large number of white threads wriggling under his skin.

The intense pain made it hard for Roger to breathe, his mind completely blank. In this situation, all pride and dignity had been tossed aside by Roger, even this so-called game had been forgotten by Roger, as his mind was currently occupied by pain.

It wasn't until he heard a 'shing' that the pain subsided a bit. A few rays of light reflected in Roger's blank eyes. It was Quirl. Several glowing golden blades of light had appeared in her hand, surrounded by several broken white threads.

Roger's mind was completely stunned, unable to react to what just happened.

The buzzing in his ears slowly faded away, allowing a few voices to enter his ears, which were Quirl's shouts.

"Roger, use your magic and kill him, do not betray my trust"

Quirl swung the blades of light in her hand to cut off the white threads that were trying to reach them. Quirl came from the House of Mages and was a spy for a VIP. She had chosen to ambush Roger while he was torturing him more and more excited, but unfortunately, Negary's observational skills were a bit beyond Quirl's expectations.

Negary's sharp senses allowed him to sense danger, but since he was now only an empty shell, even though he was able to notice it, his movements were still a bit slow. Because of this, even though Negary's shell wasn't broken by Quirl's sudden attack, Quirl was still able to see through him.

At this point, Quirl finally understood what Negary's ritual was all about. He had cut off a part of himself to become a part of the ritual, while leaving only an empty shell of himself as the center of the ritual.

This was a technique commonly used in many racial conversion rituals, because it would prevent the host from suddenly being impacted by the bloodline of an unfamiliar race and instantly turning into a retard, while also allowing the host to quickly adapt to the various abilities of their race.

However, as the center of the ritual, having been reduced to an empty shell, his lack of protection was also a drawback. As long as the shell was broken, it would cause the entire incomplete ritual to go haywire.

Seeing Negary retreating, Quirl could only place her hopes on that half-baked Roger. Since he had already mentally prepared himself, he should be able to successfully cast the spell this time.

Just a little, just a little. As long as the attack succeeds, she would be able to break Negary's current shell and cause the entire ritual to become chaotic. Negary might even suffer a backlash from the ritual and lose half of his life.

After a long while, Roger finally realized what was going on. Although he didn't understand why Quirl, who had always been a nobody in the Abnormality Elimination Squad, would suddenly become so powerful, he was more interested in dealing a heavy blow to Negary so that he could get back at him for torturing him.

Recalling the four spells in his mind, Roger tried his best to keep his mind clear and stabilize his spirit so that he could unleash the spell.

On the other side, Negary was also retreating. At this moment, his intelligence finally came back online. He understood that the female mage wasn't particularly powerful, most likely a special talent that one of his colleagues had nurtured. She didn't have much mana, and with the power of the white threads, they would be able to take care of the two of them in just a few moments.

Because of this, Negary's top priority was to stall for time until Quirl couldn't hold on any longer. That way, he would have plenty of time to 'take care' of the two of them.

At this moment, he slightly regretted his earlier statement about closing the door. Opening a closed door obviously required time.

Roger was sweating profusely. There were still a large number of broken white threads inside his body, so the pain was still affecting him. He aimed his hand at the retreating Negary, tried his best to stabilize his spirit, and unleashed the simplest offensive spell of the four spells: [Fireball].

However, Quirl had overestimated Roger, and Roger had also overestimated himself. After experiencing such inhumane torture, the fact that he was able to regain his senses and start preparing to unleash a spell was already above the standard of an ordinary person, but he was still a ways off from creating a miracle.

As the last bit of mana he had failed to mobilize, Roger felt an intense pain all over his body and fainted. Negary also managed to successfully open the door and walked out from the staircase.

However, what welcomed him was not only the stench of the sewer, but also a hand covered in powder. That hand directly grabbed Negary's neck and squeezed hard. The powder was like red-hot charcoal, directly burning through Negary's skin.

Puff …

Like an inflatable doll with a hole in it, Negary's entire body instantly shriveled up, leaving only a layer of skin hanging in Negri's hand.

Effortlessly and effortlessly, the mastermind behind the Mobis Institute was turned into a layer of skin. Of course, he wasn't completely dead yet, as the other parts of his body had already turned into maggots.

The magic ritual wasn't a complete failure either. As long as the remaining maggots completed the ritual, Negary would still be able to successfully revive and obtain a second life.