Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 171 Give Me the Knife

In the bathtub, filled with water, two bodies lay submerged at the bottom. It was unclear whether they were dead or alive. Crimson blood gradually diffused from beneath them, unfolding like the petals of a red rose. Outside the bath, John lay on the pristine white floor, completely nude. Lela knelt beside him with a kitchen knife in her hand, cutting into his flesh methodically. Fresh blood sprayed out with each slice. Lela was well-versed in anatomy. She knew precisely the layout of the human vascular system, avoiding the deep veins and slicing directly into each artery with deep, purposeful cuts as though gutting a fish. Now, every gash on John's body spurted blood like a gruesome fountain, with no music to accompany this macabre scene.

Furthermore, each of Lela's cuts targeted his pain receptors, preventing him from teetering into unconsciousness and forcing him to endure the relentless agony.

With his other eye, John witnessed his own body spurting blood in waves. It was a terrifying sight.

He was not dead yet, but his breaths were shallow.

Fully aware he was dying, John cursed, "You damn bitch, I won't let you go!"

With a cold smile, Lela didn't reply. Instead, she raised the knife and hacked fiercely toward his mouth, stirring the blade inside him as the red liquid seeped from the corners of his lips. John's eyes widened, sudden pain causing his body to twitch uncontrollably.

of pleasure finally

wasn't enough.

lifted the knife, ready to sever his head, a familiar voice called out,

Someone was calling her.

slowly looking up to

and Ethan rushed to the scene

Miss Lela do

how could such a delicate and seemingly fragile young girl suddenly

exchanged a glance, their eyes

amber eyes were wide with surprise and thick with