The situation is getting worse and everything is going for the worst, but there is nothing Ertos and the boy can do.

After being brought into the laboratory, the Protoss didn't even say a word, and threw the boy and Artos on a bed, and the metal rings that bound their limbs popped up on them to bind them.

Then the experiment began.

The fanatical Protoss didn't wait for anyone to ask questions, so they babbled a lot.

The proportion of the God-created man's flesh-and-blood adaptation to the boy has reached the standard, and then the next stage of the experiment can begin, that is, tearing the boy's soul, cleansing memories and feelings, and placing the blank soul in the God-created man's body, making her the ultimate weapon that can act independently.

This Protoss can do this kind of research, naturally he is not a fool, it is impossible to give the two of them any chance to turn the tables, and they did not relax their vigilance because of excitement.

You must know that the kingdom of God is equal to the extension of the body of the gods, and their every move can't escape the eyes of the gods, although they don't know what they talked about because they don't understand the demon language, but no one will think that they are discussing some shameful and embarrassed private words at this time.

It was precisely by noticing the behavior of the two in the room that the gods, who usually do not perform any bondage, would imprison them all during this critical experiment, believing that the confinement equipment on the bed carried enough divine power to make any plans of the two become delusional.

As in the past, the Protoss began to extract the flesh and blood of the teenager, and this item lasted until the end of everything, and the success rate of soul infusion into the body could only reach the highest in the continuous flesh and blood infection of the experiment, so the Protoss, who was bent on the completion of his final weapon, did not care at all about the feeling of the boy who was drained of his flesh and blood.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, and after being drawn twice in a day, the boy gradually fell into a state of drowsiness caused by excessive blood loss, and he wanted to do something, but found that his current mental state could no longer support him to complete any magic.

Noticing the boy's state, the god unleashed a magic spell on him to bring him to his senses, as the next experiment required him to stay awake to achieve the maximum effect.

The young man who had taken a magic spell felt that he had become more awake than usual, and he could even clearly perceive that his flesh and blood were slowly being pulled away bit by bit, and as his flesh and blood left, he even felt as if something in his brain had been taken away at the same time.

"Is it a soul?" the boy who had always believed that the soul did not exist began to panic, he felt that he had to do something, he endured the pain and mobilized the power in his body, just as he believed in Ania in the past, he believed that the magic of the demon king from Ania would definitely bring him some changes.

No matter what that change is, as long as you can make a slight mistake in front of the Protoss, as long as you can create a little chance, maybe everything will start to get better.

The magic power flowed slowly, and the magic power that was rushing and jumping on weekdays seemed to be stuck in the mud at this time, so slow that the boy almost shouted directly to them to hurry up, in fact, he also spoke, but he had already lost most of his strength when he was constantly being drained of flesh, and when he opened his mouth, he only sent out a few meaningless bytes, and the boy who was immersed in the mobilization of magic did not notice it himself.

Finally, the magic came to the emperor of the brain.

Here, the magic will mobilize the elements according to the user's mind, and arrange various forms to form various magic.

In addition to this, it is also possible to pour out mana directly and overwhelm enemies with pure power.

The current boy no longer has any energy to release magic, so he chooses to pour out his magic power like splashing water, hoping to use this method to hurt the Protoss in front of him, so as to create a chance for Artos.

The magic explodes out of the body, then ...... was blocked.

The confinement equipment on the bed worked normally, and the boy's magic was completely sealed in his body, and he could neither use magic nor directly use magic to attack enemies.

The boy's actions not only hurt the Protoss as imagined, but even because of the power of the seal, the magic that erupted outward began to run around in his body, and the magic power that couldn't get out of the outside was roaming in his body while attacking everything, and the boy even had the illusion that every cell in his body was being torn apart by magic, and then he only felt a sweet mouthful of blood in his throat.

"Huh?" The Protoss didn't notice the changes in the boy's body, but after the boy's actions, he was surprised to find that the fit jumped a lot, "Great, it seems to be more suitable than I imagined, maybe this experiment can be successful in one ......"

He began to tear his soul with his hands, and the boy who heard his words tried to wipe the blood he spit out on his hands, trying to draw the last stroke of the magic pattern, the pain like a knife and an axe came from the bone marrow from the depths of his brain, and the boy who had just finished the last stroke only had time to look at Ertos, and found that he was expressionless looking at his mouth as if he was saying something, and he didn't have time to think about it before he completely lost his will.

But he wasn't unconscious, the magic castes and the magic unleashed by the Protoss faithfully fulfilled their duty, guarding his consciousness and trying to keep him awake. He just felt like he had completely become a bystander, he had lost his sense of his body, he had lost his perception of everything around him, all the thoughts in his head had disappeared, he had become empty, just awake, as awake and asleep as a robot that had not been given any orders.

This state didn't last long, and an inexplicable tearing force came from the void, as if it wanted to tear and crush even his consciousness, completely crush him, so that he could be taken out of his body and taken away. He could feel that there was another force holding him in place, saving him from being torn apart and taken away at once, but the force from the other side was too strong, and the force that held him away from being taken away grew weaker and weaker, and finally, he seemed to hear the sound of the strings breaking, and then something was taken from him.

"Are you going to die?" The thought appeared inexplicably, but in this state, he couldn't be scared at all, but he felt that it was a pity that he didn't do anything in the end.

However, the imaginary scene of being torn apart and taken away did not appear, and after something was pulled away in consciousness, everything fell silent, as if everything before was an illusion.

Unbeknownst to the boy, when he completely lost his perception of his body and everything around him, the body of Ettos on the bed next to him suddenly burst into flames, and the huge magic power instantly broke through the confinement and rushed towards the Protoss who was about to tear the boy's soul apart.