"Mortals are still mortals after all, and no matter how vigilant they are, it is in vain."

From the shadows of the room, it was natural to walk out of a Seren man dressed in royal robes, and the strange thing was that there was no way out where he walked out.

The head of the pilgrims looked around and felt that the temperature in the room was lower than the usual outside temperature, and that there were many cube-shaped metal pillars standing in the room.

These metal pillars are not just support columns, many of the handles are present on their sides, like the handles of drawers.

"If my senses are correct, this is the ......"

"This is the morgue, so that precious person who has been hard to find for thousands of years is dead."

The head of the pilgrims quickly recognized the function of the room he was in, which was a morgue, and in order to prevent the corpses from decomposing, the temperature of the room was usually lower than that of the outside world, and if the handles were pulled outward, the drawer-like metal lattices and the corpses inside would be pulled out.

When a person dies, it's like an object.

Following the induction, the leader quickly walked over to a drawer handle and stopped.

He held the handle and opened it hard, and a corpse naturally appeared in front of him along with the metal lattice, and if Hogu was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this corpse was the remains of the Seren people he left behind after his 'death'.

"Tut-tut, it's just a tyrannical thing, enough to hold the body of a Spirit Venerable, and it's actually broken like this."

The leader's hand caressed the hideous penetrating crack of the corpse, and his face was full of pity, this was not a false mockery, it was a true expression of feelings, and he really felt pity.

The history of the Cerines with a physical body large enough to hold the Spirit Venerable is not absent, but it is so rare that it can be counted on three fingers.

The first person in the history of the Serens was the one who discovered the spiritual realm, and the founder of the pilgrims, when there were no pilgrims or blasphemers.

The second is the brother of the chief, the emperor who worked with other heroes to end the religious era.

The third is the owner of the corpse in front of the leader.

But mortals are mortals after all, no matter how good their talent is, they will die of old age, die of illness, be killed, and be extremely fragile, the genius who discovered the spiritual realm suffered from the plague and died, and the emperor abandoned the spiritual realm and died of natural old age, and now the owner of this corpse was penetrated by external forces and forcibly killed.

Talent only shows that the starting point is relatively high, and it can't say anything.

"It should still work if you fix it."

Murmuring, the leader bit his finger and drew a geometric pattern with blood on his other palm, placing the patterned palm over the corpse's hideous cleft.

“Πρπεινααποτελσετεδημιουργετοευχριστοδρο，ζωηρστιγμιαομυριδα”

A miraculous scene happened, as the leader recited the obscure language, an invisible force appeared, and the specific manifestation of this power was the spontaneous healing of the crack of the corpse.

In a short time, the corpse had recovered as before, and there was not even a scar left on the wound, this vision was enough to make the medical personnel of the empire shock their jaws, but the corpse had been dead for many days, it was completely dead, and no cell in the whole body was still active, but such a corpse actually healed as if it had recovered naturally, which can be said to be a subversion of the three views.

Only magic can be used to describe what happens.

"Okay, it's the same as new."

Then, the leader began to sketch some patterns on the unwished male corpse in front of him, and it was not until the first impression of the corpse was not 'that's a corpse', but 'that's a totem', that the leader stopped his strange behavior.

If someone who knows a little bit about the spiritual realm technique is next to him, he will definitely be able to recognize what arrogance this technique is trying to express, and he actually forcibly pulled the spirit venerable out of the spiritual realm and imprisoned him in this physical body, until the physical body was dismembered into nine hundred and eighty-seven million six hundred and fifty-four thousand three hundred and twenty-one pieces, and then he was allowed to unravel the technique.

This is completely like a slave, although the Lingzun is not the strongest existence in the spirit realm, but it is not that they can drive items at will, on the contrary, if they are angry, the consequences are quite serious.

In the entire Pilgrim organization, a top contractor like the Leader dared to do this.

"This flesh and blood can't be wasted."

The leader's gaze turned to the other corpse cabinets, he beckoned, and inside the dim corpse cabinet, under all the corpses, a pitch-black mire suddenly appeared, and the corpses inevitably gradually fell into the black mud.

When all the corpses disappeared from the corpse cabinet, the black mire began to shrink and disappear dramatically.

"It's time to get down to business."

Detached from these things, the head of the eyes returned to the ancient. On Huo's corpse, he opened his mouth and was about to recite something.

Suddenly, he stopped again.

“…… No, the project still needs some people. ”

Thinking of this, the head waved his hand. Huo's corpse, like the corpses just now, slowly sank into the black mire that appeared below.

After dealing with this, the head of the pilgrim walked towards the shadow area in the corner, and then it was very strange, but it naturally disappeared into the shadows, not at all obtrusive, everything was so harmonious and natural, as if it should have been.

When the leader stepped out of the shadows, there was another room, a room made entirely of metal, and in the very center of the room hung a haggard Seren with his limbs imprisoned, his neck shackled, and his face haggard.

"Chief, you're here."

Before the leader, the Seren was the first to say hello, and the leader responded.

"What a mess, Dolgon."

"Yes, as a member of the royal family, it is indeed humiliating to meet in such a captive posture."

Dorgon looked at the restraints that had imprisoned him, and moved his body, as if to struggle, but he soon gave up because his fragile flesh could not overcome the cage that held him captive.

With a sigh, Dorgon's gaze returned to the leader.

"Since you're here, it means that the Science Society has already made a difference, right?"

"Yes, but we're missing some people for our great plan."

The leader nodded, and with his consent, Dogon's restraints were opened, and it was clear that the head did not make any unnecessary movements, which made Dogon very surprised.

However, if you can disassemble the machine, you will find that a quarter of the inside of the machine has disappeared without a trace, because the machine is damaged, and naturally it cannot be effective.

Falling from mid-air, Dorgon was caught off guard, so he was smashed in a bit of pain, baring his teeth.

Due to the lack of exercise for a long time, the muscles atrophied a little, and after several attempts, Duogon barely stood up with a slight trembling.

He bowed respectfully to the leader.

"Willing to help."