The young man tied to the stone bed, and cut the big artery on the flank of his neck from the position of Adam's apple. The blade edge was very small, only two or three centimeters in size, but the hole was very delicate, just like making a craft.

Waiting for the opening to open, a stream of blood gushed out, like a blood fountain, gushing wildly around. In a short while, the blood was left all over the floor.

"Let go... let go of me... you bastards, I am... I am... I am the police... You can't, you can't..." Before the young man could scream, the blood was almost dry. The young man's breath became weaker and weaker, and finally he lost his breath little by little, his head lowered, and he died.

"You... bastards... you won't die a good death. Sooner or later, you will all die, all of you will die... You will have to pay the price for every person and every life here, and no one... can escape the law..." Another woman in detention had her eyes red and tears.

Her companion died like this, but she had no choice.

Very angry, but to no avail.

The strength...is still too weak.

I wanted to resist, but these strange-looking men were all very strong and could not beat them at all. The only thing waiting for their fate was death...

Don't come...it's better not come.

Too eager for quick success and instant benefits.

If I didn't come here, how could such a thing happen? I died, my companion died.

"Let's go!" A "law enforcement officer" in black pushed the angry woman hard, and immediately took the woman and several other young men to a distance from the tribute table.

There were several stone pillars, and the "law enforcement officers" used ropes to tie the remaining four or five people to the stone pillars.

"Be honest, otherwise you will feel better when the sky lantern is lit." The law enforcement officers glared at these people fiercely, turned around and left here.

What is the lighting of the sky lantern?

It is to push the living person's head, open a small hole, and enter the lamp oil into the hole.

In other words, it is to pour lamp oil into the human head, waiting to fill the lamp oil, and find a wick twist, insert the wick twist into the human head, and then light it up.

Its name is: Lighting the sky lantern.

In the process of lighting the sky lantern, people live.

As the lamp oil burns bit by bit, people will die as the brain burns bit by bit, which is cruel... It is even more painful to die in severe pain than to kill Lingchi.

In ancient times, lighting a sky lantern was a very cruel criminal law, but later it gradually evolved and became a specific sacrificial ritual. However, such sacrificial rituals have long disappeared.

"Captain...we...what should we do?" A man in his thirties or forties, tied to the stone pillar looked at the angry woman, a little helpless and a little expectant, as if he was eager to survive.

"No...no way, satellite communication tools are in charge of things here and cannot be contacted at all...the bureau cannot...notify the superior department at all, we have to...it is only possible to find a way for ourselves." The angry woman was a little lonely, as if she had lost her angry ball, and she became decadent.

Think of a way yourself?

What can I do?

I can only wait to die.

Death... sometimes not scary...

But the painful death is really terrible.

"Captain...we are not afraid of death..." A young boy who is only sixteen or seventeen years old said with a forced smile.

He is the awakened person in the team, with a level 1.4 strength.

But facing these disabled monsters, they can't beat them at all.

Now he has been deposed.

The meridians were broken.

It is impossible to display superpowers at all.

"Hope... there will always be..." The angry woman was like the leader of these people. When she said this, she was weak and obviously she didn't believe it herself and could survive.

There is no sun in this world.

Everything is gray.

Where is this?

God knows...

How could someone come to save them?

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In a short while, the blood of the young man tied to the stone bed had dried up. At this time, the one-eyed disabled person walked to the young mummy with a strange smile, lowered his head, and leaned towards the mummy's neck.

Blow up!

It blew up the wound on the neck little by little into the corpse.

Swelling up.

Yes, the body swelled little by little because of the blowing.

In a short time, the human skin is separated from the flesh and blood.

Separation of flesh and skin!

While he was about to blow up all his skin, the one-eyed man used a knife to cut a few cuts on the skin.

Not big, but it is enough to take out the flesh and bones in the human skin little by little.

The means are cruel.

He is peeling the skin alive.

"It hurts...it hurts..."

"pain…"

A zombie fraud.

No, the young man did not die at all.

During the process of "skinning", I woke up again.

He was shouting, very miserable.

Very scary.

In this state, the skin completed by the one-eyed strange man, a living human skin was taken away from the human body by him, which was very complete.

Like a work of art.

"Don't be too anxious... I'm half done now, I'll use your bones and flesh. I can guarantee that I will never waste an inch of your flesh and blood."

The young man, who was skinned and covered in blood, screamed in pain on the stone bed, could not even pay attention to the words of the one-eyed man.

Skinned...the man is still alive.

What kind of pain should this be damn?

Soon the one-eyed man started to act again.

A single knife killed the young man.

We started to use the human bones of young men to make the skeletons, and then wrapped them little by little with human skin. In a short while, a prototype of a lantern made of human skin and human skin was completed.

"Start refining human oil..."

Use human flesh and blood to make lamp oil.

"Shake!"

A faint green flame burned from the one-eyed man's palm.

Then, he used this wisp of flame to burn the flesh and blood inch by inch, until he made the flesh and blood into a ball of human oil, and then he put it in a vessel.

Waiting for the completion of human oil refining, he started to make wick twists with human hair again.

Little by little...

Finally, a complete human skin lantern was completed.

Human bones are frames, human skin is membranes, human flesh is oil, and hair is core...

Authentic human skin lantern.

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Light up!

Human skin lanterns were hung above the tribute table.

It seems like a soul-summoning banner.

Very attractive...the yin energy is extremely heavy.

Time passes in seconds.

The whole village is not idle...

One head after another begins to be placed in a specific position.

The last step.

Burn incense!

Burn incense at the two statues in the ancestral hall.

The villagers in the whole village were kneeling down...

Like a pilgrimage.

"alright.

Time is up.

Light the sky lantern!
Chapter completed!