"Outrageous! This is absolutely outrageous! All of us saw with our own ey
es that Quentin was alive and well before you killed him. Yet you dare sa
y that he was just a corpse? How absolutely ridiculous!" Jacob's rage bur
ned to a whole new level, and he wanted to rip Dustin apart.
"Hmmph! Do you take us for fools? What makes you think we would believe y
our bullshit?!"
"Exactly! You were the one who killed Quentin. We all witnessed it!"
The crowd was furious, and their suspicions towards Dustin grew even stro
nger. How dare he deny killing Someone and even use such a ludicrous excu
se to clear his name? Did he think they were three–year–olds?
"Young
ng man, do you know what
you're talking about?" Hector said with a frown. He had tried to give Dus
tin a chance to explain himself, but his words only grew more outrageous.
"I know you guys don't believe me, but I have proof." Dustin walked to Qu
entin's corpse and ripped Quentin's
clothes off, exposing patches of red lines to the crowd. "Do you see this
? This is corpse plaque!" Dustin shocked everybody again.
"Corpse plaque?!" Everybody looked at each other skeptically at hearing t
hose words. On the one hand, they
were taken aback by what Dustin said. On the other hand, they were skepti
cal about whether the corpse
plaque was real.
"Hmmph! Is it corpse plaque just because you say so? What if those are ju
st normal bruises?" Jacob said with
a frown, still in disbelief.
"I —
I can prove that it is really corpse plaque!" At that moment, a bespecta
cled man suddenly stepped
forward and said with a shocked expression, "I used to be a doctor, and I
'm very familiar with corpse plaque. What's more, judging by the corpse p
laque on his body, Quentin has been dead for at least twelve hours!" The
moment he said that, everyone's expression changed.
"How could that be?! Quentin was still up and about just now. We all saw
it clearly!"
"That's right! There are so many witnesses. How could it have been a sham
?!"
Besides being shocked, many people were skeptical because
this revelation was hard to accept. "I was also
wondering how a living person could have such serious corpse plaque on hi
s body," the bespectacled man
said in astonishment.
"Dustin, what's going on?" Natasha asked in confusion. She also couldn't
believe that the Quentin she had
seen earlier was actually a dead body.
"I already said that Quentin was already dead, but somebody was controlli
ng his body with witchcraft." Dustin
continued explaining. "I believe you guys must have heard of the rumors o
f corpse possession in Iden. This is
similar to corpse possession, but the technique of it is far more refined
."
"That's
nonsense! How could dark magic like corpse possession exist in this world
?!" Jacob demanded.
"If you haven't seen something before, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.
There are endless branches of the
mystic arts that are very strange. Corpse possession is nothing in compar
ison," Dustin said plainly.
"Hmmph! You can't solve the case merely based on corpse plaque!" Jacob sa
id stubbornly. As a warrior, he
only believed in his own fists.
"You
really don't believe anything I say, huh? Fine, since you still doubt me,
then I'll enlighten you today."
Dustin suddenly pulled out a silver needle
and stabbed it into the space between Quentin's eyebrows! A rumbling soun
d filled the air. A little while after he plunged the needle, Quentin's b
ody suddenly started
convulsing.
Then, black blood started flowing uncontrollably from his eyes, ears, nos
e, and mouth. After a few heaves of Quentin's chest, little black snakes
started slithering out from every orifice of the corpse.
"Snakes! They're snakes!"
Witnessing this scene, the crowd lost their composure and retreated in fr
ight. Anyone would get goosebumps
just by imagining snakes slithering out from a person's head.
"How could this be?"