The Dark King - Chapter 965

"Maybe that's the difference between us and demons." Instead of arguing with him about this, he said, "do you want to work out the power beyond the king by doing experiments in the abyss?"

BOLUO mouth slightly warped, "you are not stupid, come out."

"Do you want to be a god of famine?" he said, stepping out of his cage and following Borneo

"Wasteland God?" BOLUO did not look back and said with a smile: "although the God of famine is strong, it is divorced from its essence. I don't want to be something that is not even a human being. Otherwise, I will be my king honestly."

Something that's not even human?

In his heart, dudean was shocked and immediately thought of the wild God, who was nearly ten meters in size and almost flawless in beauty. In his heart, he understood that his previous conjecture was true, and the wild God was not human.

"As long as the mind is still your own and whether the body is human, why care?" To try to find out his idea, dudean deliberately said, "our posture is not human now, is it?"

"The alienation of the body is just a small thing." Borough glanced at him, "but there are some things that can affect your mind. For example, some magic marks can not only bring strength to the body, but also imperceptibly influence them. Through the transformed body, the colonizer can love fresh blood and meat. Finally, they can only eat magic creatures or human beings. When they are hungry, they may not be called" human beings ", but they are filling their stomachs After that, they will return to normal thinking, and such a change can only be regarded as weak. "

Du Di'an was stunned. He knew that although the magic mark could not directly affect the brain, it would change the body, and the changes of the body would affect the brain. This is just like when the body smelled the blood and felt the fragrance, the brain's resistance to blood might be weakened, and even gradually it would no longer feel nauseous or even feel delicious and sweet.

"So, does the God of famine affect the mind, so does the king?" Asked dudean.

"Of course, the more you get, the more you lose. As for what you lose, it varies from person to person. Some care and some don't care." "But if you cherish something, and when you become king, your thinking changes and you don't care anymore, do you still want to be king?" bolo said indifferently

Dudean was shocked.

His first thought was of herisa, if The obsession after I became king is no longer to revive her, or even feel that she is irrelevant. What is the significance of all the efforts I have made?

He suddenly felt that God made people, and he was like a mole ant on the chessboard. He thought he was stepping on the right step, but he didn't know that there was an invisible "line" under his feet!

How many people in the process of growing up, but already forget their original want to get things?

Maybe it's just like the fish in the ditch. When they rush into the river, they can only move in the same direction with the water waves of the river. They can't go against the current or change it. They can only follow the current.

"Stop is the abyss, move forward It's still the abyss. " Dudean murmured to himself, suddenly a little confused.

"Here it is." Bolo's voice brought back the thoughts of dudean.

After they left the cell, they passed through the spacious living room they had seen at first, and then they came to the next floor from another corridor staircase. Boro pushed open the heavy door in front of him. Inside was a bright laboratory, with white aluminum plates on the wall. Inside were many instruments and three hospital beds.

As soon as dudean's eyes swept, he saw the figure of zachite lying on one of the experimental beds. However, his appearance was very strange at the moment. Except that he could be identified by half his face, his body was already completely changed. A dark black touching body with thigh thickness protruded from his abdomen, like the tail of a very strong poisonous snake, swayed gently, and his broken arm was then swollen The tissue, like two large intestines, is purple on the surface and stinks.

Dudean's heart sank slowly. He looked elsewhere in the laboratory, but he didn't see helesha. A burst of anger came from his heart. He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "what about her?"

"Who?"

"Helesha."

"Is that the corpse king?" BOLUO responded and chuckled: "it seems that you still care about her. Don't worry. She is very good. I don't need to use her to do experiments for the time being. Besides, she is different from other corpse kings. She should be a descendant of demon hunting soldiers? This is a rare treasure. After I finish this experiment, it's not too late to study it. If I can find something new, maybe... "

At this point, he licked his lips a little, then went straight to a big cross next to the lab and waved to dudean.

Seeing that helissa was all right for the time being, dudean was a little relieved, but what he said behind him made his heart colder. However, he knew that anger was useless, so he restrained his killing intention and walked slowly.

It was a cross made of iron and steel, with fetters on it, which seemed to be used by fixed people, and the edge was stained with rust and blood.

"Go up." Bolo said.

Dudean stood up.Bolo smiles. The obedient experiment like dudean makes him feel relieved. Unlike some experimental objects who know that it is useless to struggle, they have to struggle, which makes him hurt and destroy by accident.

Although he knew that he was interested, he still put the shackles on him, and then pushed a car from the side with various tools and drugs on it. He took out a syringe and a tube of liquid medicine and injected him into it.

At once, he felt numb and unconscious.

"Anesthetics?" When dudean opened his mouth, he felt that his speech was not clear and his tongue was numb. Although he knew that he was about to become an experimental object and even be cut into his body, he did not know why. He did not have much fear in his heart. Perhaps he had already prepared for his arrest. At the moment, he was curious that BOLUO's anesthetic was so effective!

Bolo took off his fur suit and put on his white coat, which was dust-proof and bacteria proof. He took out the disinfectant from the car and sprayed it on a pair of gloves as thin as skin. The smell of disinfectant water filled the air.

"You're not nervous." Boro put on his mask and glanced up at dudean. He didn't judge by his expression, but by his heart beat and body function.

"I've done these experiments before, but I never thought I'd be someone else's experiment one day." "What is the difference between the abyss and the king? It should not be judged by the number of ice bugs that feed on it. "

"You want to know?" Bolo stripped away the clothes from dudean. Dudean didn't wear the standard armor from the wall of war god. The armor hindered the change of his demon body and had been abandoned for a long time. The shirt and short sleeves woven by animal hair were easily torn open by Boro, and in a flash he stood naked in front of him.

Then Boro took out a silver knife from the car, which seemed to be made of silver. After disinfection, he touched the abdomen of dudean's six abdominal muscles with his hand, and slowly cut it between the abdominal muscles.

Dudean watched his body cut open, but he didn't have much fear. Maybe it had something to do with the absence of pain. He said, "of course I do. Anyway, I'm going to die. Before I die, I'll untie my confusion and walk comfortably."

Boro chuckled, took the cloth from the side, sprayed the unknown liquid medicine on it, and wiped it slowly on the abdomen cut by dudean. Soon, the blood in the wound stopped.

"It's easy to be king." Bolo moved his hand and did not have a free mouth. He was boring when he stayed here alone. When he first met an experiment like dudean, he was happy to chat and said, "as long as you find a king of ice bug, or you can cultivate one yourself."

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