After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

"Won't it hurt?"

"No, I have top-notch skills."

"I'm... a little scared."

"I understand. It's my first time."

"Really?"

"It doesn't hurt at all."

"Then...come on."

"Uh... do you want to say goodbye?"

"No, I don't want to come again in my next life."

"Are there any last words?"

"Can you scatter my ashes in the water?"

"Arrange~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin He threw out two golden needles.

This is a golden needle forged with mithril and then sharpened with the grinding technique. It has a sharp edge and is much stronger than ordinary golden needles.

Two golden needles were inserted one after the other, and the first one pierced the painful point of the unicorn crocodile.

The second needle pierced the unicorn crocodile's Tianling acupoint.

One strike to relieve pain, one strike to kill.

The unicorn crocodile's vertical pupils dilated rapidly without showing any pain, fear or other discomfort, and then it became silent.

A truly painless death!

Seeing this, Qin He took back the two golden needles from the iron wall behind the unicorn crocodile, shook his head and sighed.

For the imprisoned demons, the Demon Suppression Division is a place more terrifying than death.

Death is a relief for them.

They often face a situation where they cannot die, their lives being drained away bit by bit in endless pain, and then they are disposed of like livestock, with no hope.

Qin He didn't know what to say.

In a world where humans, demons and monsters devour each other, there is no such thing as evil or good.

Demons are like this, and humans are almost the same.

It’s just that humans have a little more order and civilization, so they are singled out and called the human race.

In essence, the human race is actually a part of the demon race, and a very powerful one at that.

Qin He wouldn't say anything either.

The reason is simple: he is human.

Qin He couldn't enjoy the food, clothing, life and entertainment brought by his kind while denying the world of his kind.

Because this is worse than pigs and dogs.

As for these monsters, they may be pitiful or not, may be innocent or not.

Qin He could only say, "Don't force it, it's already the greatest kindness I can offer."

Next comes the routine cremation of the body.

He untied the chains, took the unicorn horn first, then peeled off the crocodile armor, and finally took the inner elixir.

After collecting the spoils, the next step is to clean the body.

Although the unicorn crocodile promised not to bear grudges after death, and he chose to die painlessly, so there is a high probability that he will not bear grudges, but nothing should be left out before the body is cremated.

This is the rule.

The incisions were carefully sewn together with three layers inside and three layers outside, and the horn and crocodile armor were carved from wood, and then all wrapped back together.

Qin He stored a lot of wooden planks in the space under his armpits, which were specially used to repair corpses.

It is easy to carve and burn, and nothing is left after burning. It is very convenient.

The unicorn crocodile was quite large, and although Qin He was fast, it still took him three incense sticks of time to finish his work.

Finally, apply some color and take a look at it.

The unicorn crocodile looked as if it was asleep, without any wounds or damage.

Even the hole created by the blood from the horn taken by the Demon Suppression Division was repaired, making it look lifelike and ferocious.

Then Qin He moved the corpse onto the stove and lit coal to start the fire.

In the blue flames, the unicorn crocodile was swallowed up bit by bit and turned into ashes.

"It's done!"

Seeing this, Qin He clapped his hands and headed to the next cell.

At this time, the Haizi Gate was empty, and everything depended on Qin He's performance.

This is a great opportunity to harvest. There are more than twenty monsters in the Yongquan Realm alone.