This black cat actually died like this?!

The old man couldn't believe it, but the reality appeared in front of him, if the mage's perception can't even sense the disappearance of life correctly, then don't be it at all, the old man is obviously not the kind of crappy mage. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The vibrant black cat in front of him just now exploded into mud in a blink of an eye, and its vitality disappeared cleanly.

He held his head in both hands, and the staff fell to the ground again, but the old man was still extremely shocked, and Fuer's death was without warning, and he did not even use the security measures that had been prepared.

"I've spent so much money cultivating the test subject, and I think it's about to succeed, how can this be?!" The old man shouted inwardly, and the materials for the solution flashed through his mind.

The fur of the night dire wolf, the wings of the Skywalker...... Until the young nucleus of the Blue Ying Falcon, which had just arrived and had not yet been warmed up, even that thing was added.

Thinking of the black liquid that Fuer quickly absorbed just now, the old man's heart ached, the value of that thing was incomparable to all the previous ones combined.

It was a juvenile nucleus, the juvenile nucleus of a ninth-order demonic beast.

"It's better to leave a whole corpse." The old man's voice was a little miserable, turning into a puddle of ordinary black mud without any special energy, and even the most basic research value was gone, which meant that all his efforts were burned.

"Bang!"

Just as he was sighing and complaining, a loud noise came from behind, and the old man was stunned, wiped a handful of tears and looked back, his face showing hatred.

"Damn it, it's all your fault! I'm going to slaughter you!" I don't want any experiments, no materials! ”

With that, the old man turned and walked towards the gate, and as soon as his right hand was extended, the staff on the ground flew into his hand.

"Wow! For! For! ”

As the ground trembled rhythmically, the black figure walked quickly out of the hall, followed by a deafening sound, and the door was shut, and the force of the tremor shook the poor ceiling with a few pieces of mud.

And after the old man left, the hall returned to calm again. Although the animal bones on the ground were bloody and disgusting, they were strangely peaceful, and even the cauldron in the middle did not make a sound.

Several ants also crawled out of the cracks in the floor tiles, although these ants are ordinary creatures, but because of the high nutrition of the real thing, they grow much stronger than the average person.

Some of them came to the cauldron, and their natural chemoreceptors told them that the pot should be extremely rich in protein and nutrients, which was exactly what they desperately needed.

Then I saw three or four ants as pioneers, and climbed up the pot along the base in turn, but one of them fell down in the middle, and the next ant also stopped, and they were unconscious and couldn't figure out what was going on, but as it fell, a general idea also appeared in its perception.

Something is shaking under your feet!

The pitch-black round pot trembled, and this inaudible phenomenon could not be detected without careful observation, but the cauldron seemed to be reluctant to be so low-key, and the frequency of its shaking suddenly accelerated.

The floor tiles began to tremble, and even a few cracks appeared, but the cauldron had no intention of stopping. It shook more and more violently, eventually causing it to tilt over and hit the ground at the same time.

Suddenly, the shaking of the pot stopped, and everything was quiet again. It wasn't until a few moments later that the corner of the pot was suddenly lifted, and a fluffy black paw came out, followed by another white paw, and finally a small hairball squeezed into view from between the two paws.

Fur looked outside and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's still more adaptable to the sun, and it's really dark and closed inside, so that it doesn't have a sense of security if it likes confined spaces.

Shifting his body, Fur bowed forward and slowly moved forward. There was such a scene in the hall: a large cauldron that was upside down shook slightly, and I saw a small cat crawling outward under it, and this seemingly weak cat could actually withstand such a round cauldron, and even lift it.

Fur counted down silently in his heart, and at the last second, his front body was quickly forced, and his hind legs were quickly brought out, and the pot was immediately covered.

"It's good I didn't hold my tail down." Fuer turned around and was also glad to see the intact tail, and then looked left and right, and saw that the crazy old mage was not here, and its expression instantly rose.

Fur turned and walked out the door, but he paused in an unremarkable place and stretched out his hand to probe forward.

"Huh? There is no spell wall? ”

Suddenly feeling that the world had become friendly, Fur set off for a while before coming to the huge cyan door, during which the process went smoothly and without any obstacles.

It seems that apart from the spell barrier not long ago, the madman old man has no other spells, except for a few strange holes on the road.

Fur stopped in front of the door, tilting his head and showing a thoughtful look, this gate does not look like it is made for people, and it is estimated that the weight will never be light.

But at this moment, Fure was different, and he felt that he had changed more than just the color of his hair.

Pushing his head against the door and gently pressing, it really didn't work, but Fuer only "lightly" forced.

With his ears stretched out and his tail erected, Fur began to slowly increase his strength until he was in full force, and the huge cyan gate moved from standing still at first to gradually sounding, and finally slowly moving forward.

Fur gritted its teeth with all the strength of its limbs, and the resistance was so great that it felt like it was holding a mountain. Finally, when the corner of his eye caught a crack in the open door, Fur stopped, rubbed his head, and then came to the opening, controlling the muscles and bones of his body, and despite the narrow gap, Fur still got through.

When the whole body was not in the door, Fur also saw the appearance of the outside clearly.

There are no forests and no cities. In front of Fur were only a semicircle of large doors that surrounded it, unlike the gates behind him, which had frames but no panels, and instead were filled with mirror-like objects.

There are nine doors, and there are also nine furls.

Fur walked over to one of them, sniffed at the "mirror", and then tried to reach out and touch it, but eventually retracted.

"Is this something like a portal?"

Although he could roughly guess what the thing in front of him was, he wasn't sure if this thing was dangerous, if this portal would be sucked in as soon as he touched it, let's not talk about safe teleportation, if the opposite side of the door was a more dangerous place than here, then Fur wouldn't be unlucky?

Instinctive curiosity did not make Fur forget the danger, and it still had the most important characteristics of being human.

Some people say that rational cats are the most incredible, and when they can suppress their curiosity, they can only indicate two things, one: they are angry; Two: They treat you like an idiot.

At this time, Fuhr is not, it has become the third: can think about plans and weigh the pros and cons. This is the most valuable asset it left behind as a human being.