With Corillion leading the way, Alvin and Terrax returned to the Pain Bank.
By the time they had gone through the front entrance and reached the laboratory at the back, a strong stench of blood was seeping through the rusty Iron Door, making them feel physically sick.
"Sorry, my teacher is busy. Please wait a moment." Corillion seemed to know what was happening inside and spoke politely.
Unexpectedly, a voice came from within.
"No need. His Highness Alvin is no stranger. Come right in."
It was Verillion.
Clearly, he already knew Alvin had arrived.
Since Verillion had said so, Alvin didn't mind and pushed the door open.
The laboratory was brightly lit. Verillion stood beside an operating table, four arms gripping slender, delicate knives as he dissected a creature.
The scene looked just like a mad scientist performing some twisted, bloody experiment in a horror movie.
"Sorry, His Highness Alvin." Verillion didn't turn around, keeping his attention on his work. "Please wait a moment. I'm in the middle of an operation."
That was right—he called this cruel, bloody act an operation!
The creature lying on the operating table was extremely strong, but unfortunately, it was now impossible to tell what species it belonged to.
This seasoned member of the Blood Puppeteers had used his exquisite surgical skill and understanding of biological structures to completely cut it open!
Every piece of flesh and fiber, along with its bones, nerves, and organs, had been separated and laid out before him in all their gruesome detail.
And the most horrifying part was—
From where Alvin stood, he could clearly see the fear in the creature's pupils. It was still alive, fully conscious, watching itself being dissected piece by piece!
This was what made the Blood Puppeteers so terrifying!
It was also why so