This explanation dispelled Joseph's suspicions, after all, Calis was a pious family behind him, and he himself had the Pope's endorsement: "Don't worry, there are many ventilation ducts connected to the ground. It's always a little uncomfortable to come for the first time, but it'll be fine in a few minutes. ”

Calis felt a little closer to Joseph, and he smiled and asked, "How many labs are there?" ”

Joseph's tone was tight, and although he was slightly less vigilant than before, he kept his bottom line. He replied lightly, "That's not something you should know. A word of advice, Your Excellency: This is the realm of the Holy Lord, not the world of mortals. You're lucky enough to have one foot in it. Here you can use your eyes, but you have to keep your mouth shut. ”

A new strange object on the side of the road caught Calis's eye.

It was a row of ovo-shaped containers more than three meters high. There are so many of them that they are arranged along the roadside on both sides, with three rows on each side. It is not known what these containers are made of, but most of them are milky white, and through the top of the containers, you can see that they contain liquid, which is very cloudy. The liquid is not completely filled, and there is a small blank space on the top, so it can be seen that the container was originally translucent, but now it has been completely eroded by the liquid inside, and it has become a muddy mixed with milk, and it cannot be kept transparent and clean.

The number of such ovo-containers is in the thousands. On the kilometer-long stretch of the road, they are neatly arranged and look like eerie tombstones.

Calis had never seen any of this, and he was eager to ask what it was. But looking at Joseph's stereotyped face, somewhere between the bark and the ice, the Duke had to dismiss the thought, and instead looked around with nervous eyes, looking for some corner where he might have an explanation for his inner doubt.

He saw an egg-shaped container directly in front of him that was not so dirty on the inside. It may be due to breakage or other reasons, but the liquid inside the container has dried up, and a faint image can be seen through the candle lit on a nearby wall.

There is a thick layer of sediment condensed at the bottom of the container, about ten centimeters in size. A monster of about the height of an adult is half-lying in it. It was called a "monster" because Calis could clearly see that the creature had two horns on the top of its head.

It won't move, and it's apparently long dead. There are dense scratches on the bulkhead of the container, presumably left by this monster in the last moments of its life.

Although the speed of the carriage was not very fast, the Duke could only get a rough idea. He turned his head and stared at the ovoid for a long time, his face full of contemplation and shock.

Joseph had been observing Calis's mood changes, and he was pleased that the Duke had been able to remain silent.

The carriage pulled into the south side of the road, slowed down, and stopped in front of a gate marked with the number "6" in white paint.

It's a steel door. As he got out of the car, the Duke saw four heavily armed Saints' soldiers standing in front of the door. Joseph's status is obviously not low, and he was directly released with the duke without inspection. As the door slowly pushed open, the Duke found that the door was more than ten centimeters thick. About twenty meters in front of us, there is a door of the same size, design, and material.

There were more guards here, also the Holy Cult, with more than twenty.

There are as many as five similar levels.

Walking into the narrow corridor, lit by the flickering firelight, Calis entered a large and spacious room. There were many contraptions around him that he had never seen before. It seemed to be made of metal, but he couldn't tell what the specific use of some of the parts was, or what they were.

There are more than a dozen thick black hoses laid on the floor. These pipes are connected to a pool of water located in the middle of the room. It was a pool with a radius of about five meters, and there were more than a dozen white-robed people holding long sticks and other tools stirring in the pool, and the range of movements was very large, and it looked very laborious.

Calis followed Joseph to the edge of the pool, only to find that the pool was very deep, at least about two meters. It was full of scarlet liquid, but it was not cloudy, but it was relatively clear, and you could see through the surface of the water about fifty centimeters underwater.

There was a man soaking in the pool.

The reason why the word "bubble" is used is that Calis is not sure if the other party is still alive. It was a giant with a height of more than six meters, far surpassing the northern barbarians known to Calis in terms of size and muscular strength. If the barbarian is not an alien to the civilized world, then the man soaked in the pool is a monster. He spread his hands out, his eyes closed, and lay on his back facing the sky.

Calis found it strange that although he was not a physicist, he knew that the human body would remain afloat in water. However, the giant, who on the surface looked to be about thirty years old, sank to the bottom of the pool, motionless, not floating, and no chains or anything restraining him.

The Duke took a deep breath quietly, he didn't smell anything unusual. There was no blood as expected, suggesting that the red liquid in the pool had nothing to do with blood, perhaps some kind of dye, or the addition of drugs or minerals that caused the color to turn red.

Joseph's status here was very high, and the white-robed men stopped what they were doing and bowed to him. A simple courtesy greeting only slightly interrupted them for a few seconds, and with Joseph's indifferent commanding gaze, the white-robed men continued their previous work.

Stir constantly with a long stick. They moved cautiously, not touching the giant lying at the bottom of the pool.

Calis felt like he had stepped into a fairytale black forest dominated by evil magic, desperate for the answer: "Who is this man?" ”

"He's number six hundred and thirty-three." Joseph's answer could not be said to be wrong, but it was clear that he did not intend to let the Duke know too many secrets here.

Carlis didn't intend to let it go, he had to find a part of the answer to satisfy his curiosity: "Six hundred and thirty-three? That is, there are number one, number two, number three...... One hundred, two hundred, six hundred, all the way to him? ”

Joseph frowned and thought about it for a long time, and nodded slowly with his signature gloomy gaze.

Admittedly, the Duke is a clever guy who is very good at looking for opportunities between regulation and gaps.

"He ......," Calis was tempted to ask the question of who this man was. After all, Joseph's answer was incomplete. This is not a logical answer, there is no name, no origin of the other party, and no simple identity introduction...... In short, except for a "six hundred and thirty-three", there is nothing.

The duke's mind spun quickly, and he asked in a different way: "This person ...... What is the use exactly? Well, I mean, it's like the young man in Lab Four, if he succeeds in the transformation, he can become a Holy Army. Does the Six Hundred and Thirty-Three have the same ability? ”

Joseph turned and looked at Calis with a scrutinizing gaze. After a long time, he let out an ugly hoarse laugh: "Your Excellency, I know that you are the commander of the Kingdom Alliance. I also know one thing———— you failed to defeat the Northern Giant at Lock Dragon Pass, and you lost badly. ”

It is not a good habit to expose people's scars in public, but it is clear that Joseph's understanding of "human sophistication" is far less tactful than that of the aristocracy. Calis even suspected that this guy had no room in his mind other than the Holy Lord and various Holy See secrets. There is no doubt that being angry with this kind of person, or even having a bad relationship, will only bring more trouble to yourself.

"To tell you the truth, I've always wanted to break the Dragon Lock Pass and kill all those damn northern giants." The Duke forced himself to exorcise his disgust for Joseph, squeezing out a seemingly gentle smile from under his stiff skin and muscles, mixed with emotions mixed with sad memories of the past: "They are our enemies, real infidels, and they must die!" ”

Calis had long been accustomed to saying all sorts of corresponding things in front of different people. Many people say that he has the talent of an orator, and that he is the best of the best, who can demagogue, boost morale, win full support from his supporters, and even convert some opponents into the camp of supporters.

Joseph stared at him with puzzled eyes, and after two minutes a smile appeared on his pale face that was worse than crying.

He was indeed laughing, and he didn't mean anything else, but this expression had been imprisoned by the muscles for too long, and it completely lost its original meaning.

He pointed his fingers, one after another, like a child who had just started kindergarten: "One, dead, the experiment failed." ”

"Two, dead, the experiment failed."

"Three, dead, experiment failed ......"

"Number Hundred, dead, experiment failed ......"

And so it went on and on, until it was more than a hundred. The monotonous pronunciation, the boring finger wrenching motion, and the eerie atmosphere in this room made the Duke of Calis feel like he was going mad, and he regretted very much why he had brought up this damn topic. I didn't think that Joseph would behave like a mentally retarded child, so can't it be summed up in a simple sentence "XX to OO all died, and the experiment failed"?

Joseph's count finally came to an end.

"Two hundred and six, alive, the experiment was successful." Speaking of this, the strange black-robed priest turned around and looked at the giant who was soaked in the blood-colored pool: "And him, number six hundred and thirty-three, if everything goes well, when he opens his eyes, you will once again feel the favor from the Holy Lord." ”

The Duke glanced at Joseph in confusion: "I'm sorry, what do you mean by that?" ”

Joseph straightened up, folded his hands in front of him, and said lightly: "From No. 1 to No. 633 now, they are all part of the "No. 6 Experiment". Hehe! Do you think you're the only one who wants to conquer the Northern Continent? This is actually the ideal of many people. Kings, cardinals, and of course the wicked infidels of the kingdom of God. ”

The tone of his voice has changed, and he is no longer an honorific "you".

"The difficulties of Experiment Six are far beyond your imagination." Joseph sighed: "It takes a lot of resources just to select qualified test subjects. This experiment began more than 130 years ago, and it was not until 22 years ago that it really succeeded. ”

Calis was taken aback by the long span of time: "Twenty-two years ago...... You mean, since the time of His Majesty the last pope? ”

Joseph glanced at him with a look of disdain on his face: "You are wrong, it is His Majesty, not Your Majesty." ”

"Your Majesty" and "Your Majesty" are two very different titles. Successive popes had different understandings of power, and the two titles were used interchangeably. Calis didn't want to dwell on such details, so he simply admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, it's my memory that's wrong." Mr. Joseph, do you mean that after all this time, only one two hundred and six was obtained? ”

The Duke was a clever man, and he was inspired by the previous Laboratory 4 to conclude that "the experiment was successful" meant that "the subject survived".

"The experience of the Two Hundred and Six cannot be replicated. Later experiments showed that it was almost impossible to mass-produce the experiment itself under the premise of absolute safety. Joseph, who fell into the memory, sighed with some emotion: "Your Excellency, you are very lucky. You have the trust of His Holiness the Pope, and you have caught up with the best of times. ”

Calis was confused, and he bluntly said: "I don't understand what you're referring to? ”

Joseph turned around, opened his hands, and looked up at the ceiling: "Everything here exists to conquer the north of the continent. ”

The Duke was slightly stunned, and then a feverish and excited thought swelled up: "You mean, Subject Six was developed for use in war?" ”

"They are the most powerful fighters." There was a twinkle in Joseph's eyes: "You can't imagine their power. It was the sharpest sword that completely changed the times, changed the pattern of the world, and truly allowed the Holy Lord to judge the infidels in the form of war. ”

Calis was smiling, but that didn't mean he agreed with what Joseph had said. This is the difference between sanity and fanaticism, and as the commander of the kingdom's coalition forces with millions of soldiers in control, Calis is well aware that individual strength is useless on the battlefield. In particular, the kind of giant mechanical monster guarding the Lock Dragon Pass was by no means something that a few thousand Holy Cult Troops, or one or two strange giants lying in the pool could defeat.

Joseph suddenly smiled: "Your Excellency, I know that you have doubts about what I just said, and even disdain. But I must tell you that Subject Six is more powerful than any army known so far, and even stronger than all the kingdom alliances combined. ”

Calis felt a shudder and subconsciously asked, "Are you sure?" ”

Joseph turned sideways to look at him: "I have the same opinion as you on the matter of breaking through the Lock Dragon Pass and sweeping the northern part of the continent. Barbarians must die, and this world cannot accommodate us to coexist with them. ”

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