Whether it is in the world of gods, or in the world of mortals, whether it is in the world of science and technology, or in the world of fantasy and imagination...... Playing with people's souls is a dangerous thing.

If the soul of a person can be transferred without any problem and put into a specific container, it is definitely a great feat of mechanical ascension.

In fact, the Irlanhill Empire does not have this ability yet, and it may have in the future, but now...... They really haven't mastered this technology that can be described as terrifying.

Barely trying to figure it out, it was the situation in front of me, and after less than 10 minutes of stabilization, this "mortal version" of the god puppet that had just been created began to collapse due to the instability of magic.

It's like injecting a large amount of magical energy into a mortal's body, which will make the opponent's body extremely unstable.

The state of instability has been expanding, but no one has noticed it at first. The man felt that his body was losing control, and the pain in his body began to become more intense.

He tried to sit up from his wheelchair, but the pain prevented him from doing the simple movement.

It was definitely an uncomfortable moment, the daughter he was thinking about was right in front of him, but he couldn't even stretch out his palm and touch his daughter's cheek.

"You ...... What was done to me? Again, he nervously asked. He'd asked it before, but it didn't mean the same thing.

What he wanted to ask was "What do you want to do when you pour my soul into such a body?" Now he wanted to ask, "Are you going to kill me?" ”

"Quick! Fast! Find a way to stabilize the magical energy in his body. On the other side of the glass, anxious shouts one after another made people feel a little irritated.

It seemed that something was really wrong, something went wrong that none of the technicians could control - several staff members in white coats rushed out.

These staff members gathered around the man who had become a puppet, connecting one wire after another to his body.

Those magical runes, which were originally very beautiful, have now become even brighter and manic. The originally soft lines were all propped up and began to deform due to the restlessness of magical energy.

"Over there! Over there! Get that device out! Quick, connect him...... I'm going to determine the state of the magical energy on his body. "Seeing that the puppet that had fallen to the ground and began to struggle in pain was no longer good, some technicians were already trying to find a way to fix the puppet.

"Damn it! The core is a little unstable! When the cover on the puppet's chest was lifted, the surrounding staff saw a terrifying sight almost as inside the furnace.

The vessel that was filled with magical energy and sealed the man's soul had become boiling at this moment.

In such a state of instability, this puppet has almost been pronounced to death. If the miracle doesn't happen, soon the puppet will be completely scrapped.

"Core? The core is unstable? Damn it! Fast! Stabilize the core! This is the most important thing! A staff member anxiously gathered around the defunct and handed a special wrench to the people in the front row.

A female technician suddenly thought of something and asked, "Are you too emotional after seeing your daughter?" ”

"It's possible! Hurry up and put the wall down! Isolate the two of them! The technician in charge loosened the two parts in the puppet's body with a special wrench in his hand, raised his head and commanded loudly.

"Buzzing ......" With the sound of the motor turning, a heavy black iron door like a roller shutter door slowly fell from the side of the glass wall, isolating the heavy glass wall.

At this time, the girl did not realize that the puppet on the other side of the wall who was struggling in pain was her father.

She looked at the officer beside her a little helplessly, and asked suspiciously, "Who is the puppet in there?" ”

"He's your father! Your father who has been transformed! The officer knew it was inhumane, but he didn't mean to keep his mouth shut.

He directly told the little girl the truth of the implementation, so that the other party didn't react for a while.

Then, as if aware of something, she rushed to the half-closed black gate, tapping on the glass in front of her.

In an instant, her tears fell, dripping down the glass, sliding down the glass.

She kept tapping her hand on the glass in front of her, hoping to stop the falling steel partition.

In the end, with great despair, she cried and shouted out the anxious "Dad! No! Father! ”

Things were clearly out of everyone's control, and the puppet lying on the ground was gradually losing consciousness.

His body was trembling, and the magical energy in his chest was already raging everywhere like a small storm.

Those parts that were supposed to be delicate, as well as things like computer chips, were reduced to pieces in this storm, and there were sparks of short circuits everywhere, and flying arcs everywhere.

"We failed...... Looking at the puppet body in front of him, which was almost completely scrapped, the technician led by him finally threw away the wrench in his hand in despair, sat down beside the puppet in a decadent manner, and sighed sadly.

Fortunately, he had not yet reported the news of the success of the experiment, and fortunately he did not report such an important news to His Majesty the Emperor, who had been waiting for news.

How disappointed would His Majesty the Emperor be if he learned that there was another problem with this experiment? What should Lord Gurlo, who is waiting for this experiment to continue to live, do?

This series of questions made the technical person in charge who was sitting here a little dazed, and he didn't even pay attention to it, and the puppet next to him who had begun to smoke was already smoking.

Soon, more cracks appeared in the magic hedron of the puppet's head, and these cracks converged together as if they were spreading like spider webs.

In the next second, the girl who was guarding outside the glass window had all her vision blocked by the falling isolation device. She could no longer see the puppet or hear the voice inside.

Inside the isolation device, the head of the golem that had fallen to the ground shook slightly, and pieces of shards fell from his head to the ground.

The blue magical energy vaporized into puffs of light smoke, enveloping the magic core that had also cracked.

"I'm in pain......" A vague hoarse voice came from the cracks of the machine, as if it was as eerie as a ghost asking for his life.

Because the mechanical parts themselves have been damaged, the voice has long been inaudible in tone and sentences. It was just a simple byte, with endless pain and resentment.

"I ...... Think...... Dead ......" despite the fact that the surrounding technicians are desperately trying to save the poor puppet, or the poor man, with some equipment.

But these efforts were destined to be in vain, because soon the puppet's head was completely shattered, turning into a pale energy-drained crystal, which fell to the ground and shattered in an instant.

But under the shattered skull, the generator was still emitting bytes one by one, as if complaining to everyone present: "I'm ...... Hurt...... It hurts! ”

After a few more seconds, the strange voice began to blur in. The melting and crumbling chest cavity finally cooled down from the boiling state.

Everyone knew what this cooldown meant—it meant that the resonance between the magical energy and the soul had completely disappeared, and when the cooldown was complete, the soul of the subject who had participated in the experiment was completely destroyed.

Yes, he could be sure that he was dead in any sense of the word: his original body was already a blur of flesh and blood, spread out like a steak on the experimental countertop.

And the new vessel that contained his soul was now completely destroyed. All that was left was the twisted and deformed parts on the ground and the warm shell.

Outside the glass window, the girl couldn't cry anymore, she desperately pounded the heavy glass, which could not be pierced by bullets, and cried out to her father like a cuckoo crying blood.

It's a pity that no one is destined to answer her cries, and she can only vent her despair here.

"The experiment failed...... As you wish. The male officer behind him did not want to comfort her, and said, "However, according to the conditions we promised your father, you can get a new ......."

"I can find you a place to settle in, you will get a new identity, as long as you don't break the law, no one will embarrass you again." Seeing that the girl was still shouting the word father over and over again, the male officer continued.

"I don't want those things! All I need is my daddy! As long as he can come back! At last the girl sat down on the ground in a dejected manner, and her wailing appearance was no longer the slightest bit of aristocratism.

"Actually, if your father hadn't participated in this experiment, he would have been hanged on the execution ground today...... Therefore......" The officer did not comfort the woman, but could only persuade the straight man of steel. What he says is the truth, but in the ears of others, it is actually very bad.

"......" Sure enough, the girl was finally overwhelmed and fainted directly. The officer sighed, shook his head, walked over and picked up the other man, and went back the way he had been to the room where the girl was held.

For him, the mission is over.

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A door was pushed open from the outside, and William walked to Frenzberg's bedside with a stack of data files on his ugly face.

He put down the books and papers, and muttered the results of the experiment in the deepest voice: "Teacher, I'm sorry, the latest experiment...... We, again, failed. ”

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