Doctor Ryan immediately chuckled, clasping his hands behind his back.
"Steward, you really do know how to joke. But yes, because of this chamber's special construction, no one outside could detect anything even if you killed someone in here. I often have people abduct members of the Ruler Sect and bring them here for dissection. Then I dissolve them in acid, and not a trace remains."
As he spoke,
he pointed at a large dissolving furnace nearby.
He made it clear that he often sacrificed others in the name of science, and was quite practiced at it.
Understanding dawned on Lynn. He smiled and gave him a thumbs-up. "I see! You really have the whole process worked out! Doctor Ryan, you truly are a worthy elder among those of us whose names end in 'n'!"
Doctor Ryan chuckled, stroking his beard. "Of course. After all, I'm..."
"Names ending in 'n'? What do you mean?"
He visibly froze.
But at that very moment, a broad grin suddenly spread across Lynn's face. His right eye transformed almost instantly into the black pupil of the death curse, and surging black threads of the curse shot out of his Curse Eye.
"Because I'm the Lynn you've been looking for."
In that instant, Lynn sprang backward. Almost simultaneously with the activation of his curse, he hurled a metal briefcase at the Plague Doctor.
"Death-Binding Curse!"
Along with that savage cry, countless piercing howls of Evil Spirits flooded Ryan's ears. His expression changed dramatically, but just as he tried to move, densely packed black hands suddenly crawled up from beneath his feet, frantically binding him in place.
[Ding! You have used "Earthbound Spirit Curse" on Ryan. You have suffered severe pain backlash. Your M charge has reached max!]
Ryan instantly paled in shock. Staring