“Are you scared?” Wade comforted him, “Don’t be afraid, those are just insects that have been enlarged by the spell. They will change back in a while.”

“Insects?”

Mabel thought to herself: Isn’t this some prehistoric monster?

“Yes.” Wade thought she was wondering why they used insects, and explained, “Dumbledore didn’t let me kill – I promised him.”

“Oh……”

Mabel responded doubtfully, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.

Isn’t using insects considered killing?

The wizard’s logic…isn’t it a little bit strange…

Come to think of it, everything that happened today was so strange… It felt like a vivid dream, mixing together her most fearful and most desired scenes…

Is the base really destroyed? Can they really be saved?

Is the person behind me real?

She looked at the empty corridors, the floor littered with papers and debris left behind by people fleeing, broken glass, lights out, and even bloodstains on the walls and floors.

A man who had been shot was lying in the corner, his glasses had slipped off, and there was still an incredible expression on his face.

Mabel remembered that man—how many times had she seen him standing behind the glass wall, talking to the researcher in a negotiating tone:

“The experimental effect is not very obvious, how about increasing the dosage?”

“The blood doesn’t seem to be anything special. Can we draw the bone marrow again?”

“I hope to do more comparative experiments. It doesn’t matter if they fail. They are all consumables anyway, and new ones will be delivered next month.”

Mabel pinched herself so hard that tears came to her eyes.

It doesn’t seem like a dream.

She stretched out her hand again, as if wanting to verify Vader’s authenticity.

Although Vader was riding on the same broom with her, he remained alert and never took off his wire cloak.

Seeing Mabel with a dazed expression, pointing her finger at him as if she wanted to pinch him, Wade immediately warned:

“If you lay a hand on me, I’ll throw you overboard—have you forgotten that we’re on our way to rescue Hayley?”

“Haley!”

Mabel woke up as if from a dream and finally returned to her normal state.

“The door here needs to scan the eyes of the people inside before it can be opened. We need to find a guy wearing a green surgical suit…”

Before Mabel could finish her words, she saw that the metal door in front of her, which was supposed to be locked, had opened a crack, and a string of bloody footprints on the ground extended messily from the inside to the outside.

Mabel suddenly had a very bad premonition. She jumped off the broom, rolled on the ground, then climbed up using her hands and feet and rushed into the door.

Wade looked at the bloody footprints on the ground and saw that they were all the size of adults, so he threw out another handful of black marbles.

A dozen insects quickly grew larger, and with a point of Vader’s wand, these guys followed the direction of the footprints with a clattering sound.

As he walked into the room, he heard Mabel screaming, unable to tell whether it was pain or fear.

Wade walked in quickly and first saw several conveyor belts that looked like an assembly line factory. After seeing the objects on them clearly, he realized that this was a “processing plant” that used humans as raw materials.

He recalled the confession of the administrator before –

“Blood, organs, bone marrow, skin… anything is fine… As long as someone can afford it, we can provide it… There are also people who specialize in collecting bones and eyes… Especially the sphenoid bones…”

On the conveyor belt, a head with its sphenoid bone removed was placed casually. Perhaps it was about to be “processed”, but a sudden power outage caused it to stop halfway.

When Mabel was on the verge of collapse, she saw the hair on it, took a deep breath, pressed her chest, and said while breathing hard:

“No… He is not Haley… Haley, Haley may still be alive… I must find her…”

She ran two steps and suddenly fell down. Her whole body twitched violently. She clutched her neck tightly with both hands and gasped like a dehydrated fish in death.

Wade quickly moved closer, took out a bottle of healing potion and gave it to her, used a spell to stop the girl from convulsing, then pulled her hand away and took a look.

Mabel had a black collar on her neck, which was almost embedded in her flesh. It was making a slight buzzing sound, and one could even faintly smell the smell of burning flesh.

Her neck was almost entirely covered with bright red burns, which looked like blood flowing out after beheading at first glance, very scary.

Wade frowned and pointed his wand. The collar made a “click” sound, but it didn’t break. There were just a few cracks on it.

But the humming stopped, and Mabel took a deep breath and then began to cough violently.

Vader was about to continue unlocking her collar, but the girl pushed him hard.

“Don’t worry about me… go find Hailey…”

“…Okay, be careful.”

Wade knew that there was no time to waste, so he placed two little puppets beside her and quickly ran to one end of the room.

——If one end of the conveyor belt is connected to the place where corpses are processed, then the other end is naturally connected to the place where surgery is performed.

He pushed the door open with a clang, walked through a place full of picture books and old toys, then through an empty operating room, and then in the third room, he finally saw a figure.

On the blood-stained bed, the girl with her stomach ripped open lay there, as pale as a paper doll.

She looked so small and so weak, as if her soul had gone to another world, leaving behind only a porcelain body.

Vader was stunned.

Although he didn’t actually have any expectations, the scene before him still gave him a great shock.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly found that… the girl’s eyelids trembled very slightly.

……

“Cough cough cough…”

Mabel was lying on the ground, coughing violently. She tried to stand up but failed.

She didn’t understand why she had become so weak – her heart was beating as if it was going to burst out of her chest, she had no strength in her body, her mouth was dry, her head was dizzy, and her breathing was extremely difficult.

Suddenly, Mabel stopped struggling and turned to look to the side.

“Jingle Bell……”

She heard a familiar ringing sound.

Chapter 391 Rampage

“Jingle Bell……”

The bells and keys jingled, making clear and pleasant sounds.

But to Mabel, hearing this sound meant that someone else was about to be taken away.

She wasn’t the oldest child in the dungeon, but she was the one who had been there the longest.

Because of her magical abilities, she was treated as a precious resource when she was first sent to this place, and experiments that would severely harm the body would not be used on her.

That is, as more children with magical powers emerged, Mabel’s value declined, and the experiments she underwent became increasingly cruel.

But even so, she did not succumb to the organization.

Mabel had great talent. If she would rather die than surrender to the organization, and if she still hated the organization so much even after losing all her memories and even killed an important person, she would not have become the subject of research.

During the years she lived in the dungeon, Mabel saw countless children thrown in. Often within a few days they would go from crying to realizing their situation, becoming obedient and learning to obey.

Children always hope that if they behave well enough, they can leave this place – and go home.

They also kept hoping that their parents and the police would be able to rescue them as soon as possible.

Because I hold on to hope, I endure.

But Mabel watched from the sidelines, knowing that day would never come.

Once, a researcher was accidentally bitten on the arm by her. The man was so angry that he grabbed her hair and dragged her from the third floor to the fifth floor.

Dragged to that place that was like hell.

The researcher pointed to a torn body and sneered at her: “Do you see it, my dear Mabel?”

“If you hadn’t been of some research value, this would be your fate!”

“Two underage wizards will be sent here next month. Then you won’t be the only one with magic! How long do you think your special status can last?”

“Don’t be so arrogant, Maybelle! When you fall into my hands, I will peel off your skin bit by bit… How about making a pair of leather shoes? Your face skin is perfect for the sole.”

Mabel could hardly hear what he said; her ears were ringing and her scalp ached as if it were separating from her skull.

She was forced to hold her head high, unable even to close her eyes, and could only stare blankly at the corpse.

Even though only the wreckage was left, Mabel recognized him by the familiar curly hair.

That was the only person she considered a friend.

Mabel couldn’t control herself and vomited violently, as if she wanted to vomit out her heart.

“Jingle Bell……”

By the way, the researcher who wanted to peel her skin off alive was the same man who liked to hang bells on his body.

Just hearing this sound made Mabel tense and tremble all over, and she subconsciously felt fear and disgust.

She slowly turned her head and looked in the direction where the ringing sound came from.

The researcher stumbled in carrying a box in his hands. His mask was missing and there was a large stain of blood on his chest.

When he saw Mabel, he was shocked: “Mabel, you dare to run away!”

He quickly pulled out his gun and pointed it at Mabel. Then, he seemed to understand: “By the way, the attacker is a devil like you. They let you out, right?”

Looking at the girl lying on the ground and trembling all over, and the very conspicuous collar around her neck, the researcher felt that he understood everything.

The collar exists to limit the magical abilities of wizards.

Some young wizards, even if they have never learned any spells, can suddenly burst out with powerful strength and cause heavy damage to the laboratory.

So later, once their magic power fluctuations exceeded a certain threshold, the collar would be activated automatically to restrain the wizard from having a magical riot.

This means of “restriction” is naturally extremely painful.

Presumably, the wizards who attacked the base originally intended to rescue all the young wizards here, but during the battle, the collar on Mabel’s neck was activated, and she became a burden, so she was abandoned and left here alone to die.