The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

Next, it will be their turn, because this kind of task requires a doctor to take over.

Hopefully, this chief physician can hold on a little longer for them, until they can go home...

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

next second.

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

When he turned around, a sinister smile appeared on his face, as if he could no longer suppress his truest feelings.

This ambiguous laugh sent a chill down Amos's spine.

Why does it make it seem like this guy is the criminal...?

But she quickly realized that this guy was just bluffing.

Once the surgery begins, how could any doctor threaten her?

But when Eve saw Dekan's obviously ominous expression, she felt surprisingly relieved.

It's as if you're trapped in darkness, but your teammates are something even darker and more indescribable. It's hard to say whether you or the enemy is more dangerous.

Dekan snapped his fingers lightly.

Eve, understanding immediately, trotted to a corner and brought a chair for Dekan.

Dekan then sat calmly in the chair, facing Colonel Amos on the operating table.

"What do you mean?"

Amos frowned.

She probably figured it out a bit.

You can tell from his aura that this doctor is the kind of genius doctor who is used to being arrogant. Even when he is about to die, he will still act arrogantly.

Amos then chuckled coldly twice, staring at Dekan as he said:

"Compared to your current state, it will be quite interesting to appreciate your pitiful and miserable appearance when you beg for mercy later."

"..."

Dekan sat quietly in his chair, his expression indifferent, and said nothing.

But the corners of her mouth still trembled slightly.

He also realized that if he laughed at that moment, he would look like a psychopathic killer.

This is not suitable for him.

You must demonstrate your medical ethics and professional conduct.

Amos chuckled twice at Dekan's uninteresting reaction and lay down on the operating table.

It seems the countdown to the forced commencement of the surgery has ended.

Even if the doctor's attack restrictions on the patient are lifted during surgery, what means could possibly affect her?

It doesn't make any sense either.

Because they attacked at the same time, the doctor couldn't possibly be faster than her!

Then.

Dekan pulled a thick, black-covered notebook from his pocket, then opened it and laid it out in his hand.

"Name: Amos; Race: Demon; Gender: Hermaphrodite..."

Dekan wrote in the book, referring to the information provided by the hospital.

However, the final step—infusing mana—was not completed.

Once we summon the Broken Poet and the Lamenting Mermaid and activate the effect of the Dekan Gospel, this farce will be over.

Dekan checked the time; there were still a few minutes left.

Suddenly I felt a little bored.

After thinking for a moment, he turned around and looked at Eve, asking:

"In this situation, which do you think is more suitable for dealing with the enemy: poison magic, mental magic, or curse magic?"

"The only way to win is through poison magic..."

Eve naturally understood what Dekan meant.

All three are commonly used magic types by succubi.

Mental magic is often uncontrollable and has a very short effective time. When facing enemies stronger than oneself, its effectiveness is greatly reduced.

Curse magic is more likely to weaken the enemy's negative status. Unless you have an extremely powerful curse and meet certain conditions, it is almost impossible to subdue an enemy who is much stronger than yourself with a curse.

Then only poison magic possesses infinite possibilities.

"But against Amos, choosing to use poison magic could very well result in immediate defeat and death."

Dekan sighed and said.

It was as if he were teaching Eve.

“When she first entered the operating room, her clothes were intact, which means she did not use self-harm to gain the opportunity to attack the doctor. So it can only be that the doctor first gave her anesthesia, and then she fought back.”

That was all Dekan said, but he believed Eve understood.

"She has an extremely high tolerance to toxins, which is why she dares to come to the anesthesiology department and carry out her plans so recklessly!"

Eve muttered to herself as if she had just realized something.

If you really have a chance to fight Amos, but mistakenly choose to use poison magic, then you will ruin your original hope!

But then he frowned.

As a dragon demon, shouldn't you be good at head-on confrontations and offensive spells?

Why does he seem like an expert in underhanded tricks and magic?

Amos frowned as he watched Dekan and Eve begin to teach each other like teachers and students.

Isn't that a bit too disrespectful to her?

Is she a small animal used by professors in the lab as an example in their lectures?

"Heh, as expected of the chief physician, you're right. I do have a poison resistance that surpasses that of ordinary demons, but so what?"

Amos said with a cold expression.

"Nothing, just killing time."

Dekan answered calmly.

He then ignored Amos and began instructing Eve, who nodded frequently, seemingly having gained much insight.

"You... I promise I'll make sure you die in the most cruel... the most desperate way..."

Amos was finally angered by Decan and Eve's insults.

He muttered to himself with an extremely terrifying expression.

At the same time, we are also looking forward to the end of the countdown.

She decided not to wait for the doctor to anesthetize her, but instead to mutilate herself by tearing, biting, and swallowing the doctor's limbs!

Time passed by, second by second.

Finally, Amos awaited the moment when the surgery would be forcibly initiated.

Just as she was about to repeat her old trick and stab herself in the chest with her hand...

Suddenly, black mist emanated from Amos's body, and the operating room was filled with black fog and surging waves, as if it had fallen into an abyss.

Amos, who had not yet succeeded in self-harm, suddenly fell to the ground from the operating table, rolling several times before coming to a stop.

The pain felt like it was tearing her soul apart!

Dekan watched the effect with satisfaction.

Sure enough, the magic cards he made were incredibly cool.

Although the [Decan Gospel] is generally used as a long-range countermeasure weapon.

However, once this equipment can be used at close range and its rather special activation conditions are met (true name, race, gender), it can stack the combined pain amplification of [Ruined Poet] and [Elegy Mermaid] by 20 times. Even if Dekan uses the normal strength of the [Dekan's Gospel] curse, the 20 times pain will be enough to make the enemy unable to bear it!

"Ouch!!! What did you do, you bastard?!"

Amos howled in agony.

Although she didn't understand the principle.

But she knew that the doctor must have used an extremely strange curse!

"Humph."

Dekan moved his chair so that he was facing Amos, who was lying on the ground.

He rested his chin on his hands, fingers interlaced, and looked at Colonel Amos with a hint of mockery in his expression.

This familiar feeling.

What a wonderful experience.

Everything is back.

"The Demon Realm is full of extraordinary things..."

Dekan couldn't help but sigh softly.

His meaning was quite clear.

Amos has no right to ask questions.

Next came his one-sided interrogation.

Dekan had a question he'd wanted to ask for a long time, but even watching Amos struggle like this, Dekan never got tired of it.

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

Amos glared at Dekan, her eyes filled with bloodlust as she tried with all her might to find an opportunity to retaliate. However, the constant pain accompanying the curse was pushing her to the brink of collapse.