Chapter 375

This doctor seemed to be frightened out of his mind and a little insane.

The doctors and nurses outside the door who witnessed all this were also full of fear and anger. They knew that Dekan and Eve were finished.

But there was nothing they could do.

Next, it will be their turn, because this kind of task must be handled by a doctor.

I just hope that the chief physician can stay with them for a while longer until they get off work...

In the operating room, Dekan's expression gradually returned to calm.

The next second.

Dekan walked to the door of the operating room, gently closed the door, and then locked it.

When he turned around, a ghostly smile appeared on his face, as if it was difficult to suppress the truest feelings in his heart.

This kind of smile with unknown meaning immediately sent a chill down Yamos's spine.

How do you act like this guy is a criminal...

But she soon figured it out that this guy was just bluffing.

How could any doctor threaten her once the operation started?

But when Eve saw Dekan's obviously unhappy expression, she felt unexpectedly relieved.

It was as if he was trapped in darkness, but his teammates were indescribable things darker than darkness. It was hard to say who was more dangerous, himself or the enemy.

Durkan snapped his fingers.

Eve understood the situation and trotted to the corner, brought a chair and set it up for Dekan.

Then Dekan sat firmly on the chair, facing Colonel Amos on the operating table from a distance.

"What do you mean?"

Yamos frowned.

She probably figured it out a little bit.

It can be seen from the aura that this doctor is the kind of genius doctor who is used to being arrogant. Even if death is imminent, he will still look domineering.

Yamos then sneered twice, stared at Dekan and said:

"Compared with your current appearance, when I look at your pitiful appearance of begging for mercy later, it will have a different flavor."

"..."

Dekan sat quietly in his chair, with a calm expression and said nothing.

But he couldn't help but tremble slightly at the corners of his mouth.

He also realized that if he laughed at this time, he would look like a perverted murderer.

This doesn't suit him very well.

You must show your medical style and ethics.

Yamos looked at Dekan's boring reaction, sneered twice, and lay down on the operating table.

It seemed that he was waiting for the countdown to the forced start of the operation to end.

At that time, even this doctor will be released from the restriction of attacking the patient during surgery. Is there any way to influence her?

It doesn't make any sense either.

Because they attack at the same time, it is impossible for the doctor to be faster than her!

Subsequently.

Durkan took out a thick black-covered notebook from his pocket, then opened it and spread it out in his hands.

"Name Amos, racial demon, gender androgynous..."

Dekan compared it with the information given by the hospital and wrote in the book.

But the last step - injecting mana - was not completed.

Later, just call out [The Ruined Poet] and [Elegant Mermaid] and activate the effect of [Dekan Gospel], and this farce will be over.

Durkan looked at the time, there were still a few minutes.

Suddenly I felt a little bored.

After thinking about it, he turned around, looked at Eve and asked:

"In this situation, which one do you think is more suitable to deal with the opponent, poison magic, spiritual magic, or curse magic?"

"If you want to win, you can only use poison magic..."

Eve naturally knew what Dekan meant.

Three types of magic are commonly used by succubi.

Mental magic is often uncontrollable and takes too short a time to take effect. Facing an enemy that is stronger than oneself, the effect will be greatly reduced.

Curse magic is more about weakening the enemy's negative status. Unless there is a super powerful curse and certain conditions are met, it is almost impossible to use curses to subdue enemies that are much stronger than oneself.

Then only poison magic has unlimited possibilities.

"But against Yamos, if you choose to use poison magic, you will probably be defeated and killed directly."

Dekan sighed and said.

As if teaching Eve.

"When she first entered the operating room, her clothes were intact, which means she did not use self-mutilation to obtain conditions to actively attack the doctor. So the doctor could only give her anesthesia first, and then she fought back."

That was all Durkan said, but he believed Eve already understood.

"She has extremely high poison resistance, so she dares to come to the anesthesiology department and carry out her plan wantonly!"

Eve also muttered to herself as if she suddenly realized something.

If you really have a chance to fight Yamos, but choose to use poison magic by mistake, your original hope will be ruined!

But then he frowned.

You are a dragon demon, shouldn't you be good at confronting enemies head-on and attacking with spells?

Why do you look like an expert in dirty tricks?

Seeing that Dekan and Eve started teaching on the spot like teachers and students, Yamos couldn't help but frowned.

Isn't it a little bit disrespectful to her?

Is she a small animal in the laboratory that the professor uses to give examples?

"Haha, as expected of the chief physician, you are indeed right. I have poison resistance that is beyond ordinary demons, but so what?"

Yamos said with a cold expression.

"Nothing, just passing the time."

Durkan replied calmly.

Then he ignored Amos and began to instruct Eve. Eve nodded frequently, as if she had learned a lot.

"You... I promise to let you die in the most cruel... most desperate way..."

Yamos was finally annoyed by the insulting behavior of Dekan and Eve.

He looked extremely horrified and muttered to himself.

At the same time, I am also looking forward to the end of the countdown.

She decided not to wait for the doctor to anesthetize her, but directly mutilated herself, tearing the doctor's limbs apart, biting them to pieces and swallowing them!

Time passed by minute by minute.

Finally, Yamos waited for the moment when the operation was forced to begin.

The moment she repeated her old trick, she was about to pierce her chest with her hand.

Suddenly, black gas came out of Yamos's body, and black mist and sea tide surged in the operating room, as if he had fallen into an abyss.

Yamos, who had not yet succeeded in self-mutilation, fell suddenly from the operating table to the ground and rolled several times before he stopped.

The pain seemed to tear her soul apart!

Durkan watched the effect with satisfaction.

Sure enough, the magic cards he made are so handsome.

Although [Dekan Gospel] is generally used as a super long-range countermeasure weapon.

However, once this equipment can be used frontally at a short distance and its relatively special activation conditions (real name, race, gender) are met, it can be superimposed with a total of 20 times the pain increase of [The Ruined Poet] and [Elegant Mermaid], even if Dekan uses it The normal strength of the [Dekan Gospel] curse is enough to make the enemy unbearable even after 20 times the pain!

"It hurts!!! What did you bastard do?!"

Yamos howled hoarsely.

Although she doesn't understand the principle.

But she knew that this doctor must have used extremely weird curse methods!

"Hmm."

Dekan moved his chair so that he faced Yamos who fell on the ground.

He crossed his fingers and dragged his chin, looking at Colonel Yamos with a hint of mockery in his expression.

This familiar feeling.

Such a wonderful experience.

Everything is back.

"The devil world is full of extraordinary things..."

Dekan couldn't help but sigh in a whisper.

What he meant was obvious.

Yamos, I am not qualified to ask questions.

Next, it was time for his one-sided interrogation.

Dekan had a question that he had wanted to ask for a long time, but Dekan couldn't get enough of Yamos struggling.

So I couldn't help but admire it quietly for a while.

Yamos glared at Dekan. Although her eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light and she tried with all her strength to find a chance to counterattack Dekan, the continuous pain accompanying the curse was almost bringing her to the verge of collapse. .

"Please...let me go...I was wrong..."

In the end, she could only accept the fact, as if she had abandoned all her self-esteem, and began to beg for mercy in an extremely weak voice.

'Dekan nodded with satisfaction.

But it wasn't because he was satisfied with Yamos' begging for mercy, but because he thought the way she begged for mercy was particularly cute, much like Mr. Bacher in the Demon Academy's cooking classroom.

Finally, Dekan couldn't help but ask:

"Looking at your race and appearance, do you know a demon named Bacher?"

"What? Do you know my uncle?"

Yamos seemed to have found a glimmer of hope.

She just tried her best to raise her head and noticed that the devilish doctor's eyes became particularly soft the moment he mentioned Bacher's name.

Looking at it like this, it’s obvious that he has a close relationship with Uncle Bacher!

Maybe I can still be saved!

"Ah, she turns out to be Teacher Bacher's niece. What a coincidence. No wonder she looks so similar."

Dekan's smile became warmer and warmer like the spring breeze.

"Can you let me go?! For Uncle Bachel's sake!"

Yamos tried his best to put on a smile that was uglier than crying, and begged Dekan.

She felt hope getting closer.

The reason why this terrifying demon doctor has not killed her yet, but chose to talk to her, may be because of his old relationship with Bacher!