I Will Teach You How to Hunt Gods

Chapter 713 - 18: The Operation Begins (4,100 Words) (Part 2)

For decades, he worked alone in this dark and damp cave, without assistants, without companions, encountering nothing all day but rats, robbers, and thieves.

How he wished for a more comfortable life! He was of noble birth, raised with a silver spoon in his mouth, but he couldn’t live that way. To unravel the technology of the Doll, he had to remain low-key, even disposing of trash in tiny batches.

He had no choice...

Thinking of this, Yun You couldn’t help but sigh lightly and shake his head.

Akas, on the other hand, didn’t look at Yun You’s reaction behind him but went straight to a workbench piled with tools and blueprints, roughly clearing a small space by pushing aside the clutter.

With his back to the two girls, his shoulders slightly shook, as if trying hard to calm his emotions.

"Lie down."

He pointed to the cold but relatively clean operating table and softly called out his niece’s name.

"Lamia."

Thirty years ago, he took away the girl’s emotions on this operating table but also saved the little girl’s life.

And now, again on this familiar operating table, he was about to create a possible miracle.

Lamia listened to Akas’ words without any emotional fluctuation or question, only turning her head to look at Yun You. She instinctively walked to the operating table once Yun You nodded.

Her movements were somewhat stiff but very steady. As she lay down, the cold metal touch caused her to shiver slightly, a reflex response of her body.

Akas walked over to a homemade device full of knobs and instruments that looked like some kind of energy regulator and began adjusting it carefully.

"Rumble..."

The machine soon produced an unstable humming, and with a few light clicks, the ceiling above the operating table split apart, dozens of precise mechanical arms, and a sterile cover emerged, completely enveloping Lamia.

Akas also picked up a tool—a scalpel that seemed to be forcibly welded and modified from discarded alloy tubes and blades, sterilized in advance.

"You."

Akas spoke to Yun You without lifting his head, pointing to a relatively clean chair in the corner, "Stay there, don’t worry, and don’t move or make any noise. No matter what happens, don’t interfere with me; once the surgery starts, it can’t be stopped."

"Also."

He lifted his head, his murky eyes flickering with complex light under the lamp.

"Experiments involving the soul will make a lot of noise."

"I’m not the Death God, and I don’t really understand your perception abilities, but believe me, once the experiment starts, not to mention others, any Tier Six or above Death God will definitely sense something happening here, no matter where they are in the world."

"You understand the current situation, so if someone comes, I’ll need you to handle it."

Yun You nodded, then silently sat on the chair next to him.

"Leave it to me."

For some reason, despite the girl before him being only sixteen or seventeen, still a child, her words offered a sense of reassurance.

Looking at her, Akas always recalled his brother, that reliable man.

Moreover, Jin had previously told him that Yun You was definitely trustworthy, so he entrusted this crucial task to Yun You.

"Sigh... alright, I’ll begin the surgery now."

He turned back, no longer concerned with anything else, and focused all his attention on Lamia.

In the cold, glaring light of the operating room, Lamia lay quietly on the operating table, like a broken doll awaiting repair.

Akas took a deep breath, and for a moment, he felt as if he were back in the family’s prayer room, where the mixed smell of disinfectant and machine oil seemed to be his holy incense of redemption.

He picked up the customized tool glinting with a cold sheen and fixed his gaze on Lamia’s forehead, which had been shaved in advance, housing both flesh and complex, precise mechanical structures.

"Let’s begin..."

He murmured, then controlled the mechanical arms and scalpel, slowly moving them...

...

In an instant, the only sounds left in the operating room were the buzzing of the shadowless lamp’s current and Akas’ heavy, restrained breathing.

Akas’ hands were incredibly steady, and with the aid of dozens of mechanical arms, he explored the inside of Lamia’s little head.

There was no anesthetic. The Doll’s sensory system was designed to transmit alerts only when critical aspects were threatened, not actual pain, but the body’s reflexive responses persisted.

As the cold instruments operated on the precise internal structures, fine beads of sweat began to form on Lamia’s smooth forehead, her skin quivered, and her slender fingers unconsciously clenched and relaxed.

Yun You sat on the chair in the corner, nails digging deeply into her palms, and with every tremor of Lamia’s body due to the "repair," her heart jolted.

But she forced herself to adhere to the operating room rules, remaining motionless, keeping her breath shallow, fearing any unnecessary sound would disturb the focused man.

Time slowly flowed with the humming of the machines.

"The first stage is barely completed."

It wasn’t until who knows how long had passed that Akas’ husky voice broke the silence, tinged with a hint of imperceptible fatigue.

He temporarily moved aside the mechanical arms, quickly checking the vitals monitor with erratic lines beside him.

Then, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, his murky gaze settling on Yun You, with unprecedented gravity.

"Yun You."

He said softly: "The next second stage is crucial for soul repair, I’ll need your assistance."

Upon hearing this, Yun You immediately stood up without hesitation, moved the chair to the door, leaned against the heavy iron door, her nerves taut, and heightened her perception ability to the extreme.

Now Yun You could feel the faint tremor of the ground beneath her feet, hear the faint whimpering airflow deep in the ventilation ducts, and even smell the imperceptible hint of danger in the air, like the calm before a storm.

Seeing this, Akas took another deep breath, moving to the head area of the operating table, where several thick cables connected. The other end of the cables was linked to a large, strange device with a crystal embedded inside, and the casing looked new. Presumably, it was the soul equipment he had recently researched.

Without further hesitation, Akas pulled down the largest red switch on the device.

"Buzz——!"

In an instant, a thunderous low hum, enough to stop a heart, suddenly exploded, causing the entire operating room... no, to be precise, the entire underground space of the small courtyard to tremble!

The dust on the walls fell; the overhead lights flickered wildly, some exploding outright. The murky crystal on the monstrous equipment erupted with a blinding light.

Thud...

An intangible wave of terror exploded from the device’s center.

It penetrated the thick concrete walls, ignored the acid-resistant coated iron door, and swept through the cave like a storm, unhindered by any barriers.

Yun You, backed against the iron door, bore the brunt! She felt as if her consciousness was gripped tightly by a giant invisible hand and pulled, with countless chaotic screams and whispers flooding into her mind!

Fortunately, her will was strong enough, even under the assault, to remain steady.

But others did not possess such strength of will.

In the cave, the gang members in the midst of trading suddenly dropped their weapons, squatting down in pain with their heads in their arms... the people crouching inside the tin-panel huts had their throats seized by fear, releasing silent screams... the observers hidden in the shadows of the ducts recoiled in terror, and even the mutant creatures crawling through the mud froze instantly, howling in lament!

The entire cave was momentarily engulfed in eerie silence but was soon replaced by a multitude of frightened and chaotic disturbances.

And the powerful soul wave’s penetration wasn’t limited to here.

It expanded outward in a ring shape, invisible, yet any Tier Four and above Apprentice Death God could clearly sense its presence and location.

Like a supernova in the night, at the moment of its explosion, it truly became known to all... known to everyone.