Chapter 106 Zhu You Department and Indonesian Witchcraft_2

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"Hey..."

Cen Dongsheng felt a bit curious.

At this point, a normal person should have realized the vast difference in strength between them, so even if this guy was truly loyal to the hidden mastermind, it wouldn't make sense for him not to say a word, right?

Which Curse Forbidden Master force nurtured this Death Soldier?

"Could it be..."

Cen Dongsheng furrowed his brows, contemplating a possibility.

He extended his hand, grabbed the bald man's jaw, and without regard for his willingness, exerted a little force to dislocate his jaw.

The man's mouth involuntarily opened.

"The tongue is still there, but this is..."

The man's tongue also bore a tattoo of tadpole-like script, and upon closer inspection, there were strange ashes deep within his mouth.

Like the ashes of burnt talisman paper.

And this smell—

He furrowed his brows and let go of his hand.

The teeth and oral cavity showed signs of decay, with a bloodless pallor and this familiar stench...