(This chapter contains some content that is too cruel and inhumane, all for the sake of the plot, please don't mind.) Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info)

Phil returned to the fourth floor of the fortress, on one side 3168.

When I opened the door and walked into the laboratory, the room was dim, and with the help of the light in the living room, I could only vaguely see a huge black shadow lying on the laboratory table.

With a tap of Phil's fingertips, all the sorcery lights turned on in an instant.

The naked Flitton's eyes narrowed, his eyes had become accustomed to the darkness, and tears flowed at once.

But he didn't dare to move, and even blinked cautiously, but he couldn't help breathing, and listening to the footsteps slowly approaching, his breathing was a little rapid, and his huge belly, like the belly of a pregnant woman before giving birth, rose and fell violently.

The sound of a sharp heartbeat was loud in the quiet of the laboratory.

"Shhh ”

Phil said that the sound reached Flitton's ears, causing him to tremble all over, and then in an instant he realized that he could not hear his heartbeat.

But there was also a faint heartbeat, slowly ringing in the laboratory, like the sound of a clock.

Flitton felt Phil's hand touch his stomach, unexpectedly, warm and gentle.

"It's already possible. Phil said.

Then, his fingers snapped down. Freeton's tight skin immediately cracked, and blood flowed from the hole.

"Ah......h

Phil's hand dug down hard, and soon, he dug out a fist-sized hole, through the hole, you can clearly see the human structure inside, red and white, the surface of the skin, fat, are mixed in the blood, it looks like the blood flowers that ordinary people often eat.

Most importantly, through this hole, you can find that there is a membrane-like structure in the innermost part, and the large and small intestines are squeezed aside.

Seeing this membrane, Phil smiled, put his two hands on the hole in Flitton's stomach, and then pulled it away to the sides, tearing it apart!

"Ahh

As soon as he pulled it so hard, the hole was immediately expanded to twenty or thirty centimeters, and blood splattered out like a flood, spilling on the lab table, on the ground, on Phil's body, and even on the witchcraft lamp above.

Freeton, on the other hand, has completely become a bloody man.

His swollen belly now resembled a huge broken red steamed bun, and Phil reached in and dug it out, and finally dug out the orb, and his whole body was covered in red and white membranes, and through the witchcraft lamp, the shape of a baby could be faintly seen inside.

Phil tore it harder, and a strange creature fell out of it.

It was a creature with a red body, looking like a baby without skin, and without a face, the flesh and blood were piled up on it, and the limbs were like four ** randomly inserted, grabbed by Phil in his hands, and swayed unconsciously.

Phil shuddered, some bits of flesh fell, and the creature let out a baby-like cry, without a mouth, sounding like it came out of its stomach.

Phil carried the creature to Flitton.

"Behold, Flitton, this is your and Mars's child. Listen, isn't the cry loud?" said Phil with a laugh.

Frieton, whose stomach was torn in two, opened his mouth unconsciously, coughing up a ball of blood foam from time to time, and his eyes looked directly at Phil, no longer showing a trace of brilliance.

Seeing that Flitton didn't react, Phil took the bloody creature and put it in a large stone cauldron, pulled a stone hammer from above, and then let go, and the stone hammer fell down.

"Bah. ”

Flesh and blood are literally a mess now.

Looking at this scene, Phil found that there was not a trace of fluctuation in his heart. Now, even in the face of this kind of scene, he can continue indifferently.

Phil ignored it, letting the stone hammer smash into the cauldron one by one.

He turned around and fetched something strange, the black egg of some creature, the head of a bat, the *** of a goat, some kind of leaf...... They were all thrown into the stone pot.

After a while, he pulled the stone hammer up and scraped off all the other pieces of flesh that had stuck to it with his knife.

Finally, he took a white dove from a cage and threw it into the stone pot, which was finally sealed.

After all this was done, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to clean the dirt from his body.

At this moment, a violent cough rang out in the laboratory. Phil turned his head to see that Flitton was lying on the edge of the lab table coughing up something strange, and his stomach had closed together at some point, and if he wiped the blood off at this time, he would find that his stomach had changed back to his previous eight-pack abs, and there was no scar in sight.

This is Flitton's increasingly magical body, healing faster than Phil's vampire, and the wound just now didn't leave him a single scar. If you weigh his body at this time, you will find that his weight has not changed in the slightest from before, as if the blood and the flesh creature did not fall out of his body.

"Oh, it's already?"

When Freeton heard Phil's voice, he immediately climbed off the table and saluted him.

"Clean up here, and call me when that stone pot makes a strange noise. ”

Phil said he came to the corner of the lab, where he took a lot of notes, and this was where he studied. He had just returned from Green, and he had a ton of notes waiting for him to sort through.

I don't know how long it took, but Flitton, who was dressed as before, came to call him.

Phil nodded and walked over to the stone pot. You don't have to get close to hear a clutter of thump coming from inside.

Phil unravels the cauldron, and a white dove flies out, hovering over the lab for three weeks before landing on Phil's shoulder.

Let Flitton dispose of the clean stone cauldron, and Phil held the white dove in the palm of his hand.

With his eyes closed and a whispered incantation, he was performing a very old curse sorcery.

At that moment, a strange wave came out of his body, rushed upwards, and then disappeared all at once.

If anyone is familiar with the man who founded Kira, or the wizard who became a child, they will find that this wave is actually very familiar, as if it were a signal that someone is calling.

And if Molière was here, he would have been very excited.

At this moment, the shadow under the light of the witchcraft lamp at Phil's feet suddenly became a double and disappeared in an instant.

Neither Phil nor Fliton noticed the change.

Outside the fortress, on a trail.

Mars, who was sitting on a thripping beast, suddenly felt cold, and looked up at the lead cloud in the sky, feeling like looking at a huge human face!

"Mars, what's wrong?" a voice rang out.

So the feeling quickly receded like a tidal wave, and disappeared without a trace.

Mars shook his head and said to the person next to him, "It's okay. He continued to move towards the mountains as if nothing had happened.

He always thought it was just an illusion.