There was no energy fluctuation up and down his body, but Raymond, who was holding his shoulder, couldn't break free, and the vertical eyeballs in the amethyst container in the palm of the madman Willard's hand were obviously absorbed a small amount of energy, and they were in a state of energy slowly dissipating.

Shocked, but Raymond, who relaxed his body, soon discovered that the eyeball, which was soaked in solution, had a tiny wound in the center of its pupil.

Sticking to Raymond tightly, the madman Willard's expression became a little depressed after the surprise. "Tell me!

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that his expression was very strange, and Raymond's face sank. "How!"

"Hey, hey, got it!"

The tone became a little weird, and he let go of his right hand on Raymond's shoulder, and the madman Willard leaned his body on the long table, squinting his eyes as if to examine Raymond's expression, and stared at it for a long time without speaking.

And Raymond just looked at him coldly, with shock and doubt in his heart.

"Hah, then another way!" After forming a silent force field between the waves, the madman Willard thought for a moment before speaking. "What do you need to be able to tell me how to extract the energy from this eyeball?"

His heart tightened, but Raymond still shook his head. "I don't understand what you mean!"

Willard, the madman with wide-eyed eyes, reached out and took the containers with vertical eyeballs on the table, and poured all the dull vertical eyeballs soaked in the solution on the table, regardless of the liquid soaked in the containers flowing all over the table.

Pinching a dull vertical eyeball, the bloodshot madman Willard shouted. "Don't try to lie to me! The energy in these eyeballs has been absorbed! You can't hide it from my crazy Willard!"

can't pretend to be confused, but when it comes to the fusion of the star demon's stump, Raymond shook his head firmly.

His bloodshot eyes quickly turned red, and his cheeks twitched as if he were in extreme rage. The vertical eyeballs pinched on the fingers of the madman Willard were smashed with a "snap", and the body surface of the madman Willard also flashed with pale red chaotic force field ripples at the same time.

Seeing this, Raymond, who immediately retreated, stood by Stewart's side, and Stewart, who was already alert, used his protective force field to protect Raymond in it.

The lunatic Willard, whose palms were covered with the remains of the eyeballs and whose expression had become a little hideous, stood there motionless, trembling with anger but not taking any action, and after a moment his shoulders collapsed as if he was deflated.

Turning his gaze to the vigilant Stewart, the madman Willard hissed. "Trust me, I won't do anything bad to him, but I need to communicate with him privately!"

"Lord Willard, you'd better go back!"

Raymond was greatly surprised by what Stewart, who had always been a man of few words. And the madman Willard, who was standing at the long table, quickly disappeared from the blood in his eyes, and after hesitating, a thin wire-like thing appeared in his hand.

With a shake of his palm, the wire-like thing appeared on the madman's body like a living thing, and in a moment it bound his body like a thin rope. The slightest flash of light immediately disappeared into his body.

It was still a normal face before, but as the thin steel wire disappeared, a faint black aura appeared on the face of the madman Willard. His voice also became very tired. "That's okay, right?"

Stewart, who immediately clicked, followed and twisted his protective force field. Turning his head to stare into Raymond's eyes, he whispered. "He's an ordinary person within two hourglass hours, but you can't attack him in any way!"

I couldn't figure out what was going on, but when Stewart finished speaking, he took a few steps back, sat back in his chair, closed his eyes, and seemed to be in a state of retreat.

And the madman Willard, who was standing at the long table, jumped up and down as if he were very angry, and his mouth was still indistinctly cursed.

Soon a large amount of sweat was oozing from his pores. Moments later, he felt like he had fallen into the water, soaking wet.

And the vertical eyeballs that he had dumped on the long table just now were all gathered together by him, and the container with the vertical eyeballs he brought over. It was placed aside, and the last two containers of fresh vertical eyeballs that had not yet been energized by Raymond were held in his left and right hands.

"Now that I'm imprisoned with all my strength, you don't need to worry about me going crazy again!" his hands trembled a little, and the madman Willard who came to Raymond had a pleading on his face. "Tell me, please, how can I extract the energy from this eyeball?"

Sensing that the madman Willard's breath had become extremely weak, Raymond, who was very confused, immediately used his mental power to investigate him.

There were no energy fluctuations in his body, and some special energy that he couldn't discern seemed to imprison him and put his body in a weakened state.

Although he didn't understand how he did it, Raymond was puzzled that a Scourge Lord who was far stronger than him was willing to confine himself and want to show that he was not hostile.

After hesitating for a long time, the expression of the madman Willard standing in front of him kept changing, and he was a little pitiful.

"I don't know how to extract them, but there are some changes in these eyeballs when I touch them. ”

Still rejecting the madman Willard's "extraction" claim, Raymond reached out and took a container containing vertical eyeballs in his hand, covered them with both hands, and only opened his palm after a moment.

The left arm formed by the stump of the Star Demon does not produce any energy aura diffusion when absorbing the energy in this vertical eyeball, so the vertical eyeball that appeared in the sight of the madman Willard again has lost its original brilliance and has become dull.

Seeing this, his eyes widened and a sickly flush appeared on his cheeks, and Willard, the madman who reached out to get the vertical eyeballs, seemed to suddenly think of something, his fingers hovered above the vertical eyeballs, and he raised his eyes with apprehension on his face. "I—Can I check this?"

With his backhand, he put the vertical eyeball, which had lost its internal energy, into the hand of the madman Willard, and Raymond, who had taken half a step back, motioned for him to be casual.

With ecstasy on his face, the madman Willard, who had the vertical eyeballs in his hands, turned and ran to the long table, and as he had removed the small tools and some test tubes containing liquid from his waist bag, he began to examine the dull vertical eyeballs.

Soaking, heating, cutting......

It was all physically examined, and the vertical eyeball disappeared in front of the madman Willard ten minutes later, dissolved by an acidic solution he used at his last time.

Hanging his head in frustration, the madman Willard kept muttering as if he was stunned. "I don't understand! I still don't understand......"

Raymond, who stood next to him and looked at the research sequence of the madman Willard clearly, roughly understood the inspection he was doing through the taste of the solutions used by the madman Willard, but one of the golden solutions, in Raymond's judgment, should belong to the extremely rare blood of the demonic beast, and it is a precious resource that the logistics department has no right to transfer!

The warrant of the Presbyterian Church, the jealousy of Dilgos, the opening of the always quiet Stuart, coupled with the writing equipment he used, Raymond's heart became more and more bottomless.

But the madman Willard, who suddenly turned around and rushed to Raymond, bent down and bowed, and his tone seemed to be pleading. "Mistress Raymond, please, just tell me how the energy in these vertical eyeballs is gone!"

"As long as you touch it, the energy in the vertical eyeballs will change, and I don't know why!"

Raymond's refusal again made the madman Willard's expression a little desperate, but after he stuffed the container of the last vertical eyeball that had not been absorbed by Raymond's energy into his waist bag, he still turned around and saluted Raymond, and then staggered towards the door of the research room.

The back of the madman Willard was very depressed, but Raymond, who was frowning, felt ridiculous...... (To be continued......)