Deep in the Living

Chapter 309: Strange Shape
The black paint applied to the skeletons does not simply indicate that they are models for selling second-hand props, but is also a protective coating that can isolate the skeletons from the effects of the props.

The dark skeleton in front of him reached into his armpit and pulled out a folded piece of thin paper from between his bones.

"The Devoured One's Handle"

[Former User]: Velax. Curse of Flesh*
*One of the few members of the evil forces who can fight in the front line, he has completed the upgrade to a demon. During the last world invasion, the assassination team led by Velax was accidentally exposed in an invasion operation. Even though it was exposed, he still killed more than a hundred alien creatures before finally dying in battle.

When the individual from another world tried to reclaim his weapon, he died due to the curse, and eventually the item was abandoned in the wilderness and recovered by the Chamber of Commerce.

[Source of Weapon]: In the early days of his demon ascension, Velax found the Hell Chamber of Commerce and spent a lot of contribution to customize a cursed weapon for him.

[Curse]: This hilt is only for use by Velax. Although the Chamber of Commerce has lowered the "holder's cognition" through a ritual, it cannot be completely erased. Once another person holds the hilt, they will immediately be cursed internally, and the essence of their flesh and blood will flow into the hilt without their knowledge, eventually causing death.

[Discount]: Due to the issue of curse carrying and owner's cognition, the selling price is 30% of its cost.

[Restricted Purchase]: Due to the danger and lethality of the handle itself, the buyer must bring the handle to the Chamber of Commerce for appraisal. If the appraiser determines that the buyer can control the handle and ignore the curse, the purchase will be allowed.

*This article does not provide any information on how to use the knife handle. Please figure it out on your own.

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"Hmm? This weapon is used by the evil demon ascenders. It was customized at a high price by the Chamber of Commerce that year... It is a weapon that is more inclined to killing. Let's try it."

But when Rody reached out his hand, the skeleton, who was in a hurry to get off work, suddenly pulled his hand away, and his skull showed a surprised expression:

"Boy, I'm just kidding, do you really want to try?
This is the weapon of a demon upgrader, but you haven't even achieved demon upgrade.

And you look really weird. I don't want to serve you at the Chamber of Commerce dinner tonight. Just looking at you makes me want to vomit... Uh~ I don't have a stomach or esophagus, how can I vomit? It's really sad.

In short, I suggest you don't try it. If you die, it will add extra workload to us."

Luo Di asked back: "It seems that there is no requirement for the rank of the buyer?"

"Indeed not."

"Then let me try. If I die, I can only apologize."

The skeleton had no right to refuse guests. Seeing that the strange-looking young man in front of him was so persistent, the skeleton slowly stretched out its arm again.

The skeleton also kindly reminded: "Try to touch it with your fingers first. If it doesn't affect you too much, we can proceed to the next step."

Rody's eyes, which were originally communicating normally, suddenly changed. He stared at the skull in front of him and said, "No... You can't touch this thing with just one finger. You must hold it in a normal way. Otherwise, it would seem disrespectful to the things inside."

The dark skeleton seemed to be shocked by Rody's sudden change in aura and words, and took the initiative to open his skeleton palm and present the cursed hilt.

Agatha stood behind the whole time, without interrupting and believing in Rody's choice. Even if there was real danger, she would separate Rody from the handle of the knife as soon as possible.

Huh~Take a deep breath.

Even Rody was somewhat nervous after reading the introduction about the hilt, feeling the curse hidden under the mottled cloth, and listening to the warnings from the Chamber of Commerce staff.

But he did not hesitate much, his intuition told him that the hilt in front of him was the best prop choice for this Chamber of Commerce, and if he missed it, it would be difficult to find it again.

Snapped!
The left arm of the torture chamber was not used.

But stretching out the right arm of man,
Grasp it as soon as possible.

The touch is not much different from those ordinary knife handles wrapped with canvas strips, and under the cloth is a very hard substance.

The next second Rody felt something was wrong. He felt that his hand had been sucked onto the hilt of the knife, and something seemed to be sucking his flesh under the cloth.

Ta! The tongue in his mouth also tapped suddenly, indicating danger and urging him to let go.

Rody's subjective consciousness did not interrupt the action and continued to hold tightly.

Ok?
I had only just grasped the handle of the knife.
However, Luo Di found that his right arm, which was strong enough to do push-ups every day and had killed many powerful enemies, had turned into a skinny state. The nutrients in it seemed to have been completely sucked out, and even the bone mass was rapidly lost.

The curse will soon affect his body, and he will become a mummy in no time.

The curse is activated.
The hilt was devouring its wielder, and its appetite was so voracious that it could completely consume a person whole.

"If you like meat so much, try this."

Pituitary activation.

A bunch of tentacles suddenly sprouted out of Rody's right arm, filling up the shriveled skin, making it look nothing like a human arm.

As the arm filled up, the handle indeed began to suck indiscriminately. Apparently the handle itself did not have any "intelligence" and would curse and suck any substance.

When the handle swallowed these gray tentacles, the light yellow cloth on the surface of the handle was directly dyed, and the blood curse seal engraved on it was also dyed gray and completely ineffective.

As for the thing wrapped in the cloth, it seemed to be in a state of chaos and no longer swallowed any external objects. Its essence seemed to be undergoing some changes.

Rody also noticed this change, and realized that he might be able to make the hilt of the knife his own through the change, so he certainly would not miss such an opportunity.

"Don't you like eating? Eat more."

With the handle confused and no longer eating, Roddy continued to manipulate the tentacles, drilling into it and force-feeding it.

The chaos deepened.

After using the pituitary gland for such a long time and experiencing the real hell, Rody has roughly figured out the nature of the pituitary gland or the corner.

Fear is fundamental.
Disguise, adaptation and assimilation are superficial.

Rody's lunar pituitary gland can even integrate the hell system, so why can't the hilt in front of him be integrated? It is precisely because of this that Rody chose to hold such a dangerous cursed item.

With an endless supply of tentacles being force-fed, it has to be said that the handle has a really big appetite.

Just when Rody felt that his pituitary gland was about to be drained,
Gah, ghah~A sudden change occurred!

The handle of the knife, which had lost its owner and had not eaten for a long time, was finally completely fed, and something seemed to be wriggling and growing at the end.

The finished product sales area of ​​the Hell Chamber of Commerce will never display incomplete props.

This weapon is like this.
Its blade structure does not exist at ordinary times. When it is needed, it needs to be fed by its own flesh and blood. The handle will construct the corresponding blade according to the material ingested.

Swish!
Juice splashes,

Gray fog lingers,

An extremely strange structure that even the Chamber of Commerce had never seen before grew out from the top of the handle.

A lot of onlookers had already gathered around. When they saw this structure, they all showed more or less uncomfortable expressions, and some even stepped back instinctively.

Even Rody looked embarrassed when he saw such a structure.

"Is this... not digested well?"

Various gray tentacles that were randomly pieced together and stuck together, plus the muscle tissue and five fingers of Rody's right hand were mixed in, barely forming the shape of a knife.

Gray slime keeps dripping from the tentacles.
The five fingers also sway under the stimulation of the nerves, and can even snap their fingers or tickle the blade.

It constantly makes a crackling sound that causes physical discomfort.

(End of this chapter)