It's another afternoon, the scene is so similar, this time it's a little longer indoors, Charlene always likes to calculate where she stays from where she stays to, it's not that he has some special reason as a mage, it has always seemed to be her interest after waking up.

Sitting on the chair on the side of this lavishly decorated ward for more than half an hour, he was a little tired, and it was not his own responsibility, and of course he didn't need to be by the side of the powerful general. Virgil on the hospital bed still didn't feel awake, the exposed parts of his body outside the futon were wrapped in white gauze, and according to Charlene's advice to the infirmary, the general was festering and injured in various parts of his body caused by poisoning.

The night before, they had secretly conducted an experiment, and of course the process of exploring the tank had not been known to unrelated outsiders. The general was also determined to have been attacked by the enemy's poisoned arrows overnight, and even the most powerful doctors could not explain the feasibility of this poison.

But Charlene knew, and even if he knew the whole thing, it had nothing to do with him, except that the king needed himself to accompany the sleeping fellow. The test subjects in the culture tank were originally descendants of the ancient remnants that Charlene had been interested in in the past, and judging from various sources and his knowledge, they were by no means good. It just so happened that the physique of this nation and the needs of His Majesty made him take action to let people capture this woman alive, but in the end, what Charlene never imagined was that all the people in charge of the arrest were killed, and it was another wave of teams that were really responsible for the escort.

What a battle it was. Charlene didn't know that just looking at the damage Virgil had suffered was enough to prove it, the other party was extremely vicious and would kill and eliminate any danger form if given the chance. The venom received by the general came from the woman's fingernails, and the part of the body that was called the weapon was a part of the body that had been modified by the entire nation, and only needed to cause wounds, and even an animal of the size of a rhinoceros would feel the abnormal blood flow in a matter of minutes.

Another thing that made Charlene unbelievable was that the man known as Wushuang in the empire was really powerful, and it was impossible for him to face this ancient remnant without the magic of the upper position, but fortunately, before the battle at the last moment was about to cause more huge losses to the empire, Charlene skillfully released a high electric current to penetrate the woman's nerves, using this as an opportunity to let the other party recover and weaken and quickly send it back to the cultivation tank.

In this way, Virgil eventually saved his life, but his state did make the king a little worried. The king, who had just left Charlene, was probably still in a state of panic at the moment. Obviously, when he was young, he was also a hero, but he didn't expect that just hearing Charlene's description would be like earth. The boy found it interesting, but on the other hand, he had to do everything he could to restore the monster general according to His Majesty's orders.

Since it's a monster, it doesn't matter how it recovers, even if Charlene turns the person who still has breath in front of her into a person of the opposite sex in a sense. After all, what the king and the whole country need most is a spiritual symbol that can fight and deter the upper and lower levels.

There is such a thought. Charlene smiled evilly and whispered as she approached the bandage's face, "Then let's get started." The so-called monster doesn't just make you go to fight a good fight. "That's right, in the end, let the general become a monster who can recover freely, this is his purpose, for Charlene, it is useless to just verify the strength of that monster woman. What he needs is more mastery and control, the ability to control the process of evolution and recovery of the creature by himself, and this control to bring him closer to God Himself.

Unable to bear it in her secret base, Tsukihisa was locked in a cage and locked around her neck, and she had not yet been touched by the evil Charlene, but she was really scared to see what Charlene had done to Virgil in front of her. A female warrior began to fear the unknown from the bottom of her heart, Charlene standing in front of her faced the operating table, he was concentrating on everything he was passionate about, there was a strange feeling that made Tsukihisa think that this man was very pathetic, but she couldn't answer exactly where it was.

Suddenly, the third frantic shaking of the operating table began again, and the pure steel bed board was almost completely welded to the ground, and the human body on it could occasionally launch a violent resistance, causing the entire ground to have an uncoordinated click-to-card sound. What is the state of the people above, whether they are dead or awake; What is it like to be tossed like this, is it fear or anger? Yuejiu didn't know that she just intermittently heard the sound of wheezing around her, the sound of heavy breathing was like a tired and weak pug, and then it was mixed with Charlene's ghostly indescribable murmur, this man was crazy, and his appearance and well-dressed behavior were full of gentlemanly normality, but this man lost his reason.

I don't know how long it has been, Tsukijiu opened her eyes and woke up, she found that the chain that locked her neck had been released, and the cage that locked her had broken a hole, although it was very difficult, but with her own tenacity and persistence, she finally escaped from the original small place.

There was no one in front of the operating table, but a strange black object stretched out near the bed board, and the fluid-like thing crept down the edge of the table with a feeble sound. Some of the parts and smells that have long dried up make Yuejiu vigilant, this blood from the human body may not be worthy of the name has long lost its freshness, but this majestic flow of strength still makes this blood unwilling to simply dry up.

Walking anxiously outside, remembering the order in which she was imprisoned by magic, Tsukihisa touched the wall and tried her best to support her tired body in the direction that might be outside, but if it weren't for her physical exhaustion, she would have preferred to be locked in place and not take a single step. Instead, this action made her completely fall into the demon, and when she left the swarthy and lifeless underground alone, the air representing the freedom on the ground carried the peculiar smell of glycerin and sulfur, and the whole ground was filled with low-pressure thick black smoke, and the gurgling and churning black smoke spread to all sides, and the whole kingdom fell into a deathly silence along with the blood-red sky.

It's obviously a royal palace, but there are no people here at this moment, and the whole country seems to have fallen into a crazy silence. (To be continued.) )