Lulunaka held a steel axe that was much taller than herself, and slashed across the surface of the massive insect dragon heart, slicing through the tissues on the surface. Lulunaka's hand was steady, not at all like a steel axe that a girl of her size could lift, and it was as light as a knife in her hand, and the sharp edge gently sank into the piece of flesh, slowly sinking in. Lulunaka's skill is skillful, but the process is not as beautiful as she thought - when the surface is cut, the liquid that has accumulated inside, without restriction and envelope, spurts out in one breath, like the heart of a living person after it has been cut open. Although the worm dragon is dead, the liquid in his heart that should be sent out has no power from the heart to send the liquid out, and this time, Lulunaka manually released the liquid.

A dark red viscous liquid with a faint blue glow swooped at Lulunaka. Lulunaka didn't dodge, her thick coat was dozen, and the steel-colored iron mask turned dark red, making it look even more hideous and terrifying. Only the light did not change, falling on the cut opening.

The surface of the heart was slit, and the liquid kept spurting out, and the sizzling sound was uncomfortable. Lulunaka stood in front of her, oblivious to her splashed body. She was dressed like this, not an inch of skin was exposed, and it was with this situation in mind. Walking through this maze of disgusting pieces of meat, who knows what will happen.

Lulunaka raised her hand, trying to block the fountain that gushed out, but it was just a useless move. The liquid sprayed on her hand, causing her little hand to move back slightly. "It's not good to be so energetic even when you're dead, the big guy. Lulunaka sighed.

Although the liquid gushing out is very powerful, it is just something without a source after all. After a while, less and less liquid gushed out, and in the end it was just a stream flowing along the ground.

Lulunaka lifted the axe again and continued to cut where it had been cut, this time cutting deeper, and the axe was completely submerged. The sound of cutting through pieces of meat was obvious, like a kitchen knife chopping on a piece of meat that was about to rot. The feeling made Lulunaka frown—it was a disgusting feeling.

After the steel axe was inserted, Lulunaka made a whoop sound and pulled down with the handle, slicing the heart open and turning it into two petals. Because Lulunaka had patiently waited for the liquid to drain before continuing to work, there were no accidents or changes this time, and the worm dragon's heart was cut open and exposed.

Unlike the surface, the inside of the heart is not as disgusting as it seems. Under the light source, there was no shadow in it, and it was all in Lunaka's eyes. Inside, there is a smooth inner wall, and an unidentified object that is entwined in the center. It was something that was entangled in thick nerve blood vessels, and I could only see the rough cylindrical outline, but I couldn't see anything other than the blood vessels.

However, if these things in front of you can be called blood vessels or nerves, this is true, but it is probably something worth thinking about.

Because there are no nerves or blood vessels of any living organism, the surface will have a metallic sheen...... No matter how much it looks like the surface tissue of a living organism.

If the surface of Lulunaka's severed heart was a mixture of flesh and blood, then the one in front of her eyes was a little different - it was a mixture of flesh and metal. Just like the insect dragon, everything in its body, including the inside of its heart, is also a deformity.

The holes in Lulunaka's iron mask that emit light were venting gas, and it was unknown if she was exhaling or if something else was working. The light shone on the tightly wrapped nerves, blood vessels, and metal in front of him, making it look more like the musculature of a creature than a heart. However, the heart is an organ that works like a muscle, and it doesn't seem to be much of a problem.

Lulunaka was rarely surprised by what happened, and the world's sincere amazement was in the single digits. And what is in front of her is worth her surprise a little.

It was a masterpiece, Lulunaka let out a grunt, but there was no joy in the laughter. She tossed the steel axe aside, and in this situation, it would not be a good choice to continue working with such a less delicate tool - if her hand shook slightly, not to mention whether the contents could be taken out, the remains of this huge deformed creature might burst, and then this area would probably become a miasma valley. Destroying the environment is something that Lulunaka has no interest in.

Returning to where she had dropped her tools, picking up several large awls and a steel knife, Lulunaka returned to the inside of her heart and continued her work.

This time, Lulunaka's hands were more steady and cautious. Although this heart is dead, the nerves and blood vessels may still respond to external stimuli, and if you are not careful, the things inside will have an overreaction, which is not good.

Sticking the awl into the gap between the nerves and blood vessels, Lulunaka threw a punch into it without using a hammer, allowing the awl to be nailed in. "Why is this the way it is, dear Mr. Schlois. Lulunaka inserted awls everywhere, the lines that had been tightly tangled in something—things that seemed to others to be blood vessels and nerves, but in Lulunaka's eyes, were just slightly problematic lines—the lines loosened, and the gaps in each line widened, and the awls came loose and fell off. Lulunaka took the awl and continued to insert it elsewhere, this time deeper. Then, with a wave of the steel knife in her hand, she plunged into the still tight gaps, gently priing the line loose.

After working for a long time, the threads that had been tightly wrapped around the things inside were loosened one by one by Lulunaka, like a very thick hemp rope being untied, and turned into thin threads.

Then, Lulunaka saw what she wanted to see. It was a silver metal cylinder with a wide round and flat shape at the ends, several pieces hollowed out in the middle, and the lines were inserted into it. In the grooves densely packed with wires, blue light flickered, and on the surface of the cylinder, there were lines of blue light flickering from time to time, but they were incoherent and looked like they were malfunctioning—if this could be considered a heart, then the heart was not healthy.

"Mr. Schroe, I watched you play with something you didn't know anything about it as a joke, but I didn't expect you to have devastating consequences. Lulunaka sighed when she saw the cylinder, "My judgment is that you can't figure out what a temperature-stable center is, but there is no energy core to supply energy, and you can't activate it at all. It's too complete, but it's not easy to get started. ”

Speaking of this, Lulunaka exhaled, as if to vent her helplessness and emotion, "What a genius idea...... Is it a clever idea to connect to other energy supplies, and then feed back to the energy supply? It's a clever idea, and the result is the alienation of a family, and there are deformed creatures like worms. ”

It's pitiful, pathetic...... But it's not funny.