Chapter 24 The Terrifying Sunny Doll

"Sunny doll, sunny doll."

"If it still rains, cry."

A man who was nearly two meters tall and wearing a black leather apron in front of him hummed a nursery rhyme called "Sunny Doll" with a relaxed look.

"I'll cut your head off."

But his movements were not gentle at all. He held a huge bone-chopping knife in his hand and chopped down at the bloody thing below without any hesitation.

Puff!

The sound of flesh being torn and bones being cut came, and a round thing fell to the ground.

Under the workbench covered with bloody dirt, there were already similar arms, hand bones, leg bones, and other things piled up on the ground.

After looking at his masterpiece with broken limbs and an empty head, the terrifying bloody butcher licked the black blood on the knife and showed a disgusted expression.

"Tsk, it's not quite tasty enough."

The bloody butcher's eyes were full of bloodshot with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said,

"It's all because of the damned Spellcaster Association that they've been hunting me down, causing the quality of my recent sacrifices to be poor."

"Forget it, the conditions are simple, as long as it works."

After a wave of spell power, a piece of white cloth appeared in his hand.

Carefully wrap the incomplete body with white cloth and tie it up with a rope, and soon the blood seeps through the white cloth.

A weird bloody sunny doll was initially made, and it was almost in the eyes. The bloody butcher picked up the broken limbs and arms on the ground, and after randomly tapping them twice, it actually played the role of the finishing touch.

This sunny doll instantly showed that it had a soul. Its red eyes were rolling wildly and wantonly, and its mouth seemed to be torn apart by itself, and a laugh that sounded more like a painful roar came out from inside, which was really creepy.

"Good kid."

After this, more and more weird laughs began to echo each other from above the butcher's head.

If someone raised their heads at this time, they might be scared to death. They saw a large number of bloody "sunny dolls" of the same style as the one below, hanging neatly on the ceiling in the center of the skylight above.

The ropes around their necks made them look like they were hanged, their eyes were about to pop out, and they were laughing in panic in unison.

"There is a curse master who made living people into various sunny dolls and held a personal art exhibition?"

Isayama Kenmei's voice rose a few points. Not to mention why such a terrifying personal exhibition could pass the venue approval, and the online pre-sale tickets were snapped up, it was really scary. Are these people who have a good life so heavy?

The most peculiar thing is that the attention of the magic world was not drawn until the families of the visitors who visited the exhibition collectively called the police, saying that their friends or relatives had disappeared without exception after the visit.

Before that, there was no monitoring report on the strange magic power fluctuations in Tokyo.

Then three third-level magicians and one second-level magician were sent to investigate the matter.

The order of the association was issued in the afternoon, and the people left at night.

The "Sunny Day Doll" made of the heads of the four men was found in the four sharp corners of the top floor of the Metropolitan Police Department Building in the middle of the night.

Hanged in four directions, the body disappeared, only the head was wrapped in a white cloth, and the blood that kept dripping splashed on the outer glass of the office and was discovered by the cleaning aunt.

If this is not a provocation, what is it?

According to the analysis of the magic reaction left on the white cloth, it was found that it was the "puppet master" butcher who was listed as a Class A wanted criminal by the association in the early years and had been on the run for nearly 20 years.

Now, all the old and new grudges are settled. The Curse Master Association directly sent out Isayama Yomi, who is also a powerful first-level Curse Master, to take full charge and ordered him to kill the target on the spot once he found it.

So this is also where Isayama Yomi feels that the situation is difficult. The wanted orders in the association are all twenty years old. There will be huge changes after one year of absence, not to mention that even his own mother can't recognize him in the vast sea of ​​people in twenty years.

The only clue is the bloody white cloth wrapped around the head of one of the unlucky guys.

After committing such a heinous crime, it seems that he knew that the Curse Master Association was about to send a master to kill him at all costs, and he disappeared directly.

Isayama Yomi couldn't find it at all.

It was also because of this that he had time to visit Isayama Kenmei.

And Isayama Kenmei's previous bet, Isayama Yomi only agreed to half of it, asking him to kill this existence that was a second-level Curse Master twenty years ago, which was really a pure act of suicide.

After killing the initial investigation team, the butcher's level has risen to the first-level curser, the same as Jianshan Huangquan.

So as long as Jianshan Xianmei can help Jianshan Huangquan find the culprit who made the "Sunny Doll", she will recognize him and agree to partner with Jianshan Xianmei.

As for killing the criminal, it is Jianshan Huangquan's responsibility, and she is a professional combatant.

"Sister Huangquan, you said that you will agree to team up with me if you find the location of the criminal."

Jianshan Xianmei asked with reassurance

"Well, what's wrong, don't you still believe me?"

Jianshan Huangquan looked at the cautious Jianshan Xianmei and felt angry and amused in his heart, and said helplessly

"I won't regret it."

The lack of tracking techniques for enemies has always been a headache for Jianshan Huangquan. If Xiaoming can make up for this, it will be a good thing.

"Okay, I understand."

Jianshan Xianmei smiled

"Sister Huangquan, I'll definitely be your teammate."

Jiashan Xianmei's mind moved, and he transferred his will to a piece of equipment bound to his soul, that is [Eternal Hunting], a blood-colored token with a huge wolf head phantom.

Summon

Flesh Hound!

Jiashan Huangquan's ears suddenly heard the roar of a beast that froze her soul, and the sense of danger at hand was like a dark tentacle that tickled her nerves.

"Is this a shikigami?"

A 3-meter-tall and 4-meter-long monster that looks like a hybrid of a wolf and a reptile, with a mouth full of sharp teeth, thick scales on its skin, a row of spikes along its spine, and huge flesh frills on the back of its head, back of its palate, and throat, crawled out of Jianshan Xianmei's narrow shadow in Jianshan Huangquan's incredible eyes.

"Roar!!!"

Being stared at by the pair of brutal vertical pupils, Jianshan Huangquan subconsciously wanted to draw her sword.

"Sister, it won't hurt us."

In front of Jianshan Huangquan, Jianshan Xianmei touched the mouth of the flesh hound with his hand, and the latter rubbed his palm affectionately.

Looks like a docile big cat

The flesh hound is also called "Blood Hunter of Khorne". The existence targeted by them has nowhere to hide.

Jianshan Xianmei put the white cloth with blood and curse residue under the nose of the flesh hound

"Find him!"