The scales that had been armed to the teeth had long since peeled off under the bombardment of the super-strong electric current, revealing the blackened, rancid flesh underneath.

There are also two shocking holes in the abdomen, and through a layer of skin as thin as a cicada's wings, you can clearly see the wriggling of the internal organs.

On the back and tail, there were several broken bones poking at the bloody flesh, and even the limbs were twisted abnormally.

The most serious injury was the top of the head, the head of this dinosaur, as if it had been hit hard by the main battle tank against the head door, half of the skull was shattered, the head was deeply sunken, and one eyeball was crowded, leaving only a scarlet light, extremely painful and resentful hole.

As a high-level hell beast, the Miserable Clawed Dragon's cells are extremely capable of self-healing and regeneration.

The premise is that there is enough food and psionic energy.

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Uzumaki saw that around the bruised and dying Miserable Claw Dragon, there were a large number of bones that had been licked cleanly.

Judging by the shape of the bones, it should be other monsters.

The iron cages and shackles that imprisoned these monsters were empty, except for the holes in the iron cages and a few bones, there was nothing left.

The whirlpool wriggled and thought.

It soon became clear what was going on inside the cage.

I am afraid that these monsters were specially taken underground by the "Tyrant Knife" Jin Wanhao to conduct experiments and prolong their lives.

- As an underground emperor, through the channel of the alloy gladiatorial arena, of course, there are ways to get all kinds of vicious super monsters, including the "miserable claw dragon".

However, as Jin Wanhao's organs failed and fell into a coma, these monsters that were too late for him to be dismantled and sliced into pieces naturally fell into the dilemma of being unfed.

Maybe at first, the fully automatic life support system can also put some food into the monsters.

And when the food is depleted, all the monsters are in danger of starving to death.

The intense hunger and the threat of death completely aroused the ferocity of the monsters.

Among them, the most powerful and ferocious Miserable Claw Dragon actually forcibly destroyed the interval between the beast cages, burrowed into other beast cages, and devoured the rest of the monsters.

Of course, the iron fence between the beast cages must also be connected to high-voltage electricity, and it can also release various offensive spiritual magnetic fields.

And the monsters that are qualified to be imprisoned here for the underground emperor to study are also fierce and peerless existences, and they will never be captured obediently and let the miserable claw dragon slaughter.

As a result, although the Miserable Claw Dragon ate all the monsters, it was also seriously injured by the near-death counterattack of high-voltage electricity, offensive psionic fields, and other monsters.

Although he has survived until now, he has no power to break through the outermost and strongest beast cage, and he is about to be trapped in it.

That's when —

Because he was burned by Meng Chao with flames, his control over himself was not so perfect, and the whirlpool could not control its own cells, and a small bubble appeared under its slime as thin as a cicada's wings.

The miserable clawed dragon, which seemed to be dying, instantly came to its senses, and its fleshy eye sockets released an incomparably violent light, and it jumped up violently and slammed into the direction where the whirlpool was.

"Bang!"

It shook the thigh-thick iron fence three times, making a deafening noise.

"Zizi!"

Then, the runes on the iron fence flashed with a mixture of crimson and white, and ten thousand blinding arcs of lightning burrowed into the scales of the clawed dragon.

The Miserable Claw Dragon was so electrified that it smoked.

The scales crumbled like scattered flowers.

A few more white bones poked out.

The air was filled with the smell of burnt protein and a thick and sticky smell.

The clawed dragon flew out and fell back into the center of the cage.

But it didn't stop for a moment, and a skeleton crawled up, not caring about the blood wounds around him, and staring greedily and fiercely at the "whirlpool" outside the iron fence, and hot saliva flowed from the bloody mouth full of fangs.

What a ferocious and cunning beast of hell.

Now that it has been discovered, the whirlpool is no longer hidden, and has changed from a mimicry as thin as a cicada's wings to a nearly transparent state, like a slug, harmless to humans and animals, and even a little cute and cute.

It protruded a translucent tentacle from the mass of flesh, and a bulging mass grew from the end of the tentacle, like a large, watery eye, raised high, and stared at the miserable clawed dragon.

Whether in the wilderness or in the monster gladiatorial arena, the Miserable Claw Dragon had never seen such a strange monster.

The dignity of the beast of hell and its near-death madness caused it to swoop down on the whirlpool again, despite the pain of the lightning burning its bone marrow.

"Roar!"

But this time, the whirlpool did not hesitate to tear through the harmless camouflage of humans and animals, and the swelling like watery eyes instantly split, turning into a bloody mouth larger than the head of the miserable clawed dragon.

The brutal aura that erupted from the depths of this bloody mouth was like a transparent sledgehammer, knocking the Miserable Claw Dragon Hammer to the ground in one fell swoop.

This mad hell beast instantly turned into a dog with a broken leg, let out a whimpering whimper, and fled back to the depths of the cage.

The whirlpool let out a "purr" laugh.

Retracting the tentacles and the bloody mouth, he continued to crawl deeper into the lab.

This time, it has finally found its purpose.

Upon reverting to a form as thin as a cicada's wing, and infiltrating behind the last gate, Uzumaki saw the coffin-like medical pod.

The room was filled with the strange fragrance of high-grade genetic potions, and the faint flickering light on various medical devices and display screens made the room float with a touch of dark green, full of mysterious and unpredictable smells.

The mechanical arms here are more and more advanced than the operation room of the dissecting monsters, and the ceiling, floor, and surrounding walls are covered with criss-crossing slides, so that dozens of robotic arms can easily operate, turning into a top-notch medical team, performing the most delicate surgeries, and assisting the owner of the room in his cultivation.

It's a pity that the owner of the room, the secret laboratory, and even the entire nest city is lying quietly in the medical cabin at the moment, as if the old guy sealed by amber has turned into a skeleton with skin and bones.

Covered in infusion tubes, wires and crystal cables, he showed no signs of life except that his heart was still beating extremely weakly.

The soul of the underground emperor, who could not distinguish between good and evil, had fallen into the abyss of darkness, only to be hung above hell by this extremely advanced life support system, like a fragile spider silk, swaying.

Vortex quickly glanced at the physiological parameters of the "Tyrant" Jin Wanhao on the display.

Combined with the tiny magnetic field of life that it senses, and the miserable appearance of Jin Wanhao like a living skeleton.

The demon god thought quietly and came to the conclusion that Su Lun did not lie to it, and Jin Wanhao was indeed dying.

No wonder so many things have happened in Chaocheng, the underground emperor has always been hiding underground as a shrinking turtle, it turns out that his body still has his last breath, and his consciousness has long since disappeared.

Uzumaki "purred" again and sneered.

It's ridiculous that the underground emperor in front of him, in order to resist death, took great pains to build such an advanced laboratory underground, and collected so many heavenly treasures, genetic potions, cultivation resources, and hellish beasts as test subjects.

It is a pity that the struggle of mankind seems so futile and ridiculous in the face of the call of hell.

The dignified underground emperor finally became a living skeleton at the mercy of others, but he gave himself a huge treasure.

Thinking of this, Vortex struggled towards the medical module.

The medical cabin is seamless, indestructible, and extremely difficult to break with external force.

But this does not bother the whirlpool.

It solidified its tentacles into the shape of a drill bit, and patiently drilled into an infusion tube that led straight into the inside of the medical chamber, and soon, a small hole was drilled.

Then, the whirlpool became more and more transparent in the wriggling, like pure water without impurities, along the hole less than a millimeter in diameter, and invaded the body of Jin Wanhao, the "overlord knife" who turned into a vegetative person.

An extremely strange scene happened.

As the vortex continued to invade, it poured down the infusion tube directly into the blood vessels, nerves and bone marrow of Jin Marriott.

Jin Wanhao's limbs, which were as dry as dry wood, actually swelled up again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The heartbeat, which was originally weak, gradually became strong and steady.

The skin, which was so gray that even the genetic medicine could not moisturize it, first appeared with dots of red spots, and when the red spots were connected, they revealed an abnormal, demonic blood color.

Moistened by the blood, his skin glowed again, exuding wisps of powerful aura.

Even the skull-like face, which was originally withered, was constantly filled with flesh and blood, and became full again.

Soon, the whirling whirlpool that was sticking to the side of the medical chamber was gone.

It completely burrowed into the body of Jin Wanhao and occupied the body of the underground emperor.

The nascent underground emperor snapped open his eyes in the medical chamber, a wicked smile curling into his mouth.

He still didn't look as healthy or strong, but he looked much better than the half-dead skeletal form he had just moments ago.

And when he devours all the heavenly treasures and genetic potions stored here, he will naturally become even more powerful than the real "Tyrant Sword" Jin Wanhao.

"Jin Wanhao, from this moment on, your fate will belong to me!"

The demon god "Uzumaki" hidden in this body caressed his face contentedly, and with a human voice, let out an undisguised sneer.

He opened the medical pod from the inside and sat up.

Moving his limbs as he moved his limbs as he prepared to step out of the medical cabin, his smile growing as he listened to the crackling of his bones.

But this strong smile only lasted for half a second.

He suddenly realized something, as if he had realized it later, and reached out again, groping his face.

After rubbing vigorously for a long time, he looked at his hands in disbelief, and stretched out another finger, secreting a cloud of transparent mucus from his fingertips, turning into tentacles, and a crystal clear "eye" grew at the end of the tentacle, turning one hundred and eighty degrees, staring at his face.

"This is not a gold marriott!"

The demon god "Uzumaki" let out a scream of extreme confusion and disappointment, and fell back into the medical chamber.