"If I didn't say you, wouldn't you have anything to say?" Victor said viciously to Kel'thugad who was carrying him, and his mouth was quite bluffing, "You can't really be a glass, right? You don't have a wife at all, it's just a shield you imagined, right? Actually, you completely came out of the closet the moment you saw me?"

"I'll go to you, if it weren't for my wife's chamber of commerce, it would be in a stage of rapid development and expansion in the foreseeable ten years, and we both have children!"

Finally disgusted by Victor, Kel'thugad threw Victor to the ground, but Victor was prepared, twisted his waist in the air, and landed smoothly on the ground.

"That's right, if you have something to say, you're not afraid of spreading such strange scandals, after all, your necromancers in Esherland aren't interested in this kind of thing, and your sexual orientation has no effect on your necromantic talent. Victor slapped the non-existent dust on his body and continued, "And I'm different! Look at these gossips around me, if it weren't for the fact that the holy light on all of them was about to tear off the roof, who would have seen that this was a bunch of sub-priests? Damn, give me back the image of those gentle and rotten good people!"

"Isn't that good, it's quite human. ”

"This smells too much, okay!"

Victor sighed, and the footsteps of the two men did not stop because they spoke, but were three points faster.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Didn't you knowingly ask, what could I do to find you in a hurry?" Kel'thugad's face became serious, "The analysis of those corpses has been completely completed. ”

Hearing this, Victor also put away his playful expression, and then shook his head.

"Don't worry, wait until you get to the microscopic Esherley Land. ”

Kel'thugad nodded in agreement, and then the magic on the two of them stirred, the holy light and necromancy power gurgled out, and different enhanced and accelerated magic flashed frequently, and then under the leadership of Kel'thugad, the two of them soon came to the gate of the microscopic Esherileland.

Then, at this moment, Victor braked hard and grabbed Kel'thugad, taking the latter to a stumble.

Kel'thugad, who was about to turn around and kick him, saw Victor's slightly pale face.

"Ahem, even if it's a microscopic Esherry land, it's an ecological environment created by your necromancer, so ......" Victor swallowed and said with difficulty, "There should be something, ghosts or something, right?"

"This comrade with the title of Heart of Light, can you have a little interest! Besides, this is a subspace, Esherry Paradise here has stipulated that the series of magic that manipulates the dead is not used as much as possible, so there are only a few researchers who have transformed themselves into lichs and yin spirits in exchange for a longer research time, and these people are already at the level of the Holy Realm, and their appearance is no different from people. ”

"You're farting! I also saw someone using skeleton soldiers to transport goods at the entrance ceremony! It's just that it was directly purified by the Holy Light at the time, so I didn't react at the time!"

Kel'thugad said as he dragged the person in: "Gan, I said that I should not use it as much as possible, and besides, the raw materials for the skeleton soldiers usually used in Esherry Paradise are all made of cow bones!

The two of them were so immoral and tugging, and they stalemate for three minutes before entering the microscopic Esherry Land.

"Okay, don't look like a younger brother, all the forced qualities of the Heart of Light were thrown away in the scene just now!"

"It's the same thing as Deathwing's Deathwing Fear Ghost in Elseland that has a long face!"

"Stop, stop, don't dwell on this. ”

Kel'thugad forcibly interrupted the mental blow between the two men and led Victor towards the laboratory.

"Let's get down to business first, with the help of the Necromantic Masters, we have thoroughly analyzed the data of these corpses, and this kind of data is only seen in the lives of the masters. Kel'thugad said to Victor, "I've reported this to the Necromantic Monarchs. ”

"I've already told my teacher about this before, so it's up to you to come to a conclusion. ”

"Well, you shouldn't need to tell the Pope about the conclusion, the Necromantic Sovereigns must have informed him directly. Kel'thugad stopped in front of a laboratory door and rested his hand on the handle, "This thing seems to have more sex in its eyes than we thought. ”

Seeing Victor nodding, Kel'thugad pushed open the door to the laboratory.

The ten bodies had been re-stitched together and were now placed side by side in the center of the lab.

When Victor saw the corpses again, he couldn't help but resound the hellish drawing, the disgusting scene and the vibrant forest of nature, completely different styles, but from the same power.

"The corpses in front of us, we have almost thoroughly examined every cell, and there is nothing strange except that it is obvious that the interracial embryos have been forcibly fused together through life force, after all, the original Hippogriff was born from this embryo fusion experiment. "But unlike the Hippogriff, judging by the internal composition of these corpses, this is almost a race that exists entirely for the sake of war, a pure war machine. ”

"War?" Victor frowned, this word is quite far away for the current Cologne continent, although the small-scale friction and collision never stops, but those small fights are too far away from the war, to put it mildly, that is, a fight in the village. The last time there was a large-scale war was hundreds of years ago, when the Night Elves were invaded by some of the Storm Empires.

That is to say, in Aurelia's memory, there is the last large-scale war, and all the images of the invasion war.

So Victor had a very positive attitude towards Aurelia's amnesia, and he knew what a bad choice she had made from this memory that made Aurelia almost desperate.

Therefore, war is the original sin.

Mages were originally known as the kings of war, because of their powerful large-area lethal magic, mages at high levels on the battlefield often reaped dozens of times the results of melee professionals.

But in these years, it is almost impossible to hear a mage call himself like this.

Because everyone knows that the truth behind the Lord of War is another two words made up of blood and bones......

Butcher.

No normal person wants to take the lives of anyone else, but there are still many who follow the ridiculous law of the jungle.

Even in this era of "peace", the sword and magic that control the war have turned into killing people in the invisible economic dumping and oppression of the bottom.

But at least no one wants war to replace the immediate "peace".

Except for the makers of these weird fusion humanoid races in front of them.

"That's right, war. The muscle density of these races is quite large, and after the masters have reversed it, it has been concluded that if they were the same size, this race would completely crush the cloud giants in terms of strength. "And on the other hand, their bones are quite hard but almost hollow, which greatly reduces the weight and body load, and increases their speed considerably." ”

"That's not enough, what other characteristics do they have? If that's all they have, they will definitely not be called war machines by a group of necromantic masters, a naturally growing race will never be able to compete with a steady stream of undead troops on the battlefield, and even more and more powerful necromantic troops. ”

"Yes, if you only have these characteristics, you can only be regarded as a race that is brave and good at fighting and can adapt to various battlefields according to different types of fusion, and it is indeed not interesting to be a war machine. Kel'thugad agreed with Viktor's point of view, and then shifted to the latter words, "What if I told you that all these things in front of us, which appear to be mature individuals, are the spawns of life force?"

"Birth products?" Victor frowned, he keenly caught a condition, "Is the birth product of the life force so that they will not be controlled and manipulated by the power of death after death?"

"Yes, the makers of this race can be said to be deliberate, fully considering the situation of fighting in any environment, fighting against any race. As for me saying that they are spawns, it's another point, they only exist for three days. ”

Victor was stunned at the time, three days?

"Wait, what do you guys speculate about? bone age or teeth?"

"This is the most hidden and amazing part, their bone age and teeth show that they are mature humanoids in their twenties to thirty years old. Kel'thugad picked up the experiment report and handed it to Victor, "But we can't use this conventional method to parse unknown races, so we turned our attention to magic. ”

"You measured the decay cycle of mana?" Victor looked up in surprise as he glanced at the lab report.

Kel'thugad nodded, and then said, "That's right, as the report says, after we measured the decay cycle of the muscles by the residual magic in the muscles, the masters compared them in the same direction and found that these big men were actually born only three days ago. ”

"As for the reason why they turned into corpses, it should be that this method of ripening is still in the experimental stage, and after forcibly ripening, they died collectively on the third day for some unknown reason. ”

"But they have begun to be able to mass-produce this kind of ripening defective products in this way, which means that they already have the ability to explode troops in a short period of time. Victor smacked his tongue fiercely and continued to look at the experiment report in his hand, "But if the experiment progresses to this point, then they must have normal growth of adults, and they are hidden in the Natural Forest." ”

"But I recommend you focus on this one. ”

Kel'thugad stretched out his slender finger and tapped it at one of the test reports.

Victor looked in the direction of his finger, and then subconsciously read it out.

"There's a layer of tissue on the outside of the brainstem that contains the seed of a parasitic vine? What do you mean...... Wait?" Victor looked up sharply and looked at Kel'thugad in disbelief, "Meow can't be what I thought, right?"

"Well, looking at your reaction, I think what you're thinking is what I'm going to say. ”

"Gan, are these druids sick in their brains?"

"Disciples, there's nothing wrong with saying they're sick in the head. ”