Hetty took Brewster around the corner, and they came to a giant machine. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThis machine also has the same glass cylinder, in which a floating human body is struggling silently in the liquid. He slapped his hands against the glass wall, but the sound could not be heard through the thick glass wall. Brewster saw clearly that it was a male, between thirty and forty years old. Brewster saw a roundworm-like piece of flesh wrapped around his neck. The pieces of flesh kept burrowing into the man's body, as if eating away at him from within. He stared at Brewster with wide eyes, anger and reluctance in his eyes. Brewster read from the man's eyes that he needed the knight's help.

"What are you doing! It's painful not to see him!"

Brewster kicked the glass wall with his iron-clad boots, but the wall shook only slightly. Instead, Brewster fell to the ground on his own, and the dull pain in his feet and back paralyzed his body. The young knight tried to get up as quickly as he could, but he couldn't balance it with an arm. Hetty pulled him up and patted him with dust.

"Don't get excited, take away your excess sense of justice. The man is dead, and it is his flesh that is struggling. Even if he is still alive, he should thank us for giving him life again. He was supposed to be a condemned prisoner. ”

“…… He ......"

"But this man really can't. ”

Hetty said with a shrug. Before he could finish speaking, another glass jar moved on its own, and Brewster was startled again. The woman in this jar was also thrown into the man by the huge machine. The flesh worm on the man's neck seemed to sense the presence of a woman, and it stretched itself out and put it on the woman's arm. The woman began to convulse, and her limbs seemed to melt into a hazel gelatin, which was wrapped around the man's body. The man and the gum fused together, and the body was larger. Soon, the machine sent an old man and a young boy. Fused with the flesh of four people, the flesh worm seemed to be finally satisfied. Suspended in the glass jar was a reddish-brown ball of flesh that was pulsating in a disgusting rhythm.

"This ...... It's the production of demons?"

"That's right, a mature demon will hatch out of this cocoon, like a caterpillar turning into a butterfly. "In this state, stimulating the embryo can get the demon form we need. Only Cook knows what kind of stimulus will be released, and what substances or drugs should be added. He had already set it up that the machine should produce a 'weaver'. It's the multi-handed monster you see in the factory. Demons are several times the size of humans, and there is wear and tear in the process of fusion, so we need multiple human bodies to fuse a demon. ”

“…… What was it that was wriggling? I saw a disgusting, slimy creature like an oversized slug burrowing into the man's brain. ”

"It's a piece of living demon flesh. "That's the real demon." The demons you usually see are their mimics in order not to be human, and this is the 'archetype'. It is generally difficult for us to obtain a 'prototype' because it does not differentiate into the oral cavity, digestive tract, or other life-sustaining parts. Archetypes have a short cycle of activity, they will look for creatures around them and try to parasitize, using the flesh of the parasite to become real demons. The creatures that demons need are generally humans, and Cook has tried to raise pigs and raisers, but the results are not good, and the test subject quickly crumbles into slices of meat. If humans can't be found, then they will hibernate. The 'archetypal body' may spend a stick of incense searching for the parasite, and then dormant for more than a decade. They were like a rock when they were dormant, so we didn't get the 'prototype'. ”

"What I just saw......"

"What you see is what Cook 'de-divides' with demon flesh. Flesh cut from demons does not die immediately, they linger for a long time. But they are not 'archetypes', as they do not sleep to conserve stamina. Under certain conditions, such as the right temperature and light, combined with some potions, the flesh cut from the demon can be reversed into the 'prototype', a process that Cook calls 'de-differentiation'. Ordinary demons are obtained by infecting humans with wild 'prototypes', and this process is too difficult to reproduce and difficult to control. So we use the dedifferentiated 'archetypes' to deliberately parasitize and infect some death row inmates. ”

"Something like that...... That...... Do those demons have memories of these people?"

"Some say that demons gain some of the memories of the people they eat. These fused humans, some of their habits and memories will definitely be inherited. "The question you're asking is exactly what Cook is researching, and it's a key to the more subdivided demons. If we choose the corpse of a warrior to fuse the demon, will we get a stronger demon? Will the corpse of a skilled worker make the demon naturally learn to use tools?"

Hetty said a lot excitedly, but Brewster interrupted her.

"No, that's not what I'm asking. Brewster struggled to suppress his emotions and slowed his tone, "I'm asking, these demons...... Do you know that you were once human. I mean, will their human consciousness be carried on. It's like ...... It's like one day I died, and when I woke up, I found that I had become a demon. And then I couldn't speak, and I could only be enslaved by you like this. Day after day, year after year, eating human bodies and being accompanied by endless suffering......"

"The question you are asking doesn't make much sense. Hetty shrugged his shoulders and said, "Even if his consciousness is continuous, so what? Do you think he's still human? Don't be stupid, it's a demon inside and out." Inherited the memory, but it is nothing more than a demon with some human memories. Inherited consciousness, it's just a demon who thinks he's a human. We don't have to think about a demon, that's his own business. ”

Brewster felt that his worldview had been shaken so much that he could not judge what Hetty was doing right or wrong. It's essentially no different from raising sheep and cattle and letting them farm and produce milk. In the Dark Ages, when the Holy City was not yet established, many people were abused and ravaged like pigs and dogs. Those in power treat the human body as a toy and play with it with wanton. The appearance of knights and the Cult of the Twins put a stop to this, but should demons be considered animals or humans? If you count it as an animal, the demon looks too similar to a human. They were originally spawned from human corpses, and resemble humans in appearance, even speaking in human tongues. Seeing Hetty fiddling with demons like this, Brewster even became suspicious of his own race.

"But neither you nor me, anyone who feels that they will not be able to find peace after their own death......"

"They are criminals, and they are criminals after they die. Hetty interrupted Brewster, "If you don't want to be like this, then cut off your own head when you die." How?"

"You ......"

"On the other hand, what you are saying is nothing new either. Hetty continued, "Isn't that how warriors exist, and before they died, they were afraid that they would become demons, so they asked their companions to cut off their heads. Do you really know what a warrior is? Originally, we were human, but one day when we close our eyes and open them again, the whole world thinks you are a half-demon. Do you see the people, the people who profess the mercy of the Twin Goddesses, and they don't want me to enter the Holy City? You have time to sympathize with these demons, why don't you try to sympathize with us half-demons?"

Brewster was speechless.

"Okay, what else do you have to ask now?"

"I ......," Brewster said after a moment's hesitation, "I also see that you have a lot of demons for fighting. Those will not bring any benefit to the people of the Holy City, and aren't they the reason for killing the villagers around the Holy City?"

"That's ......," Hetty said, with a look of disgust herself, "that's not what I wanted to create." Me and Cook, to put it bluntly, we're just two people, we don't have anything. We have money from the merchants of the Holy City, and the territory given to us by the Church, so we have to make some concessions. That's why the demons were created for battle. To be honest, I'm not in charge of that, it's Palmer's responsibility. ”

"Palmer?" Brewster was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to hear the name here.

"Ah, you seem to know him?" Hetty, undwelling on it, continued, "Palmer's men and Cook are in charge of this place, to be exact. The merchants needed a strong force—one that could protect their caravans from the inland to the coast. Now that demons are raging and robbers are rampant, the merchants are willing to pay because they have taken a fancy to these 'fighting' demons. ”

"That's a bit of a story! they should find us knights to protect them!" Brewster said angrily, "why would they rather trust demons than knights?"

"Then you're going to have to think about it for yourselves. "In addition to this, the church also needs demon warriors, which is a political consideration. For the church, they can do without force, but they need to have an absolute voice. In recent years, the priests have come to find that people are relying on the Starf Order. When encountering demons, people will forget about the belief in the twin goddesses and pray to the Starf organization. So the church needs these demon warriors. The aristocracy also began to grow dissatisfied with the Starf Order. ”

"Are they going to war with the Order?"

"There is no need for war, and they don't want to go to war. Hetty explained, "Peace is not easy to come by, and the Church is looking forward to the Order, the demons of the North, and the demons of the South facing off forever. But that doesn't mean the church doesn't crave power of its own. If they could, who would want to teach their fate to others to control it? There are warriors in the organization, and there are demons in the silver king of the north, these are absolute forces that can crush ordinary soldiers. So the church is also in desperate need of its own demons. After Cook finished researching the producer and making the whole assembly line, he began to study the battle demon, or 'fighter'. ”

Hetty said as she swept around the machines. Brewster's eyes were dazzled by the bright silver light of the place. He didn't understand the principles of these machines, but he understood that as long as the machines in the room kept working, the opportunity would continue to produce more "producers". Hetty takes Brewster out of the "Demon Production Line", and their next destination is the Demon Dispensing Center, where the 'Fighters' are made. The footsteps of two men resounded through the dark passage. Brewster realized that the ground was something special, it looked smooth and unusually flat. However, he didn't have the energy to do more research, and he still needed to continue to listen to Hetty talk about the production of demons.

"Fighting the concoction of demons is a difficult thing. By concoction, I mean the big ball of flesh you just saw -- or what Cook called an embryo. The process by which the embryo is stimulated and then differentiates into a producer is the dispensing. It's like there's a recipe, and if you release a certain stimulus or demon in a certain order, the prototype becomes the producer. But the situation with the fighters is complicated, they are more diverse and unstable. This is because the energy contained in the fighter's body is higher and more aggressive. Their circulatory system is more efficient and their hormone levels are higher. Each combatant was researched by Cook based on the different human corpses......"

"Research?"

"Research, or tribulation. Hetty shrugged his shoulders and said in a cold tone, "Find a human corpse and add potions and stimuli by feeling. If it succeeds, it will become an alienated new demon. If it fails, then it will be a lump of flesh without self-awareness, or a puddle of pus and blood. Just dispose of all these failures. Because they are not even demons. ”

Brewster shuddered.