Well?

Looking at Chen Yan who suddenly walked in, the three of them all showed a look of vigilance. They were not uninformed civilians, and they would never think that Chen Yan was just an ordinary person who strayed into the hut. What's more, as the descendants of a large family, they have many guards, how could they allow strangers to break in?

"Who are you?" Winkton asked. "Where's my guard outside?"

"I didn't see it." Chen Yan shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe you feel too tired from work and go to rest?"

"As for me...... My name is Chen Yan. ”

"You're the only witcher at that outpost!?" Winkton was startled, and he heard a dense 'thud' in the room behind him, as if something was bursting in succession, followed by the pungent smell of blood, and large patches of blood spread under the cracks in the door.

All three of them were startled, and when they looked back, they saw that the door behind them was slowly opening......

It looks like hell.

I saw that the small living room was full of blood and stumps. The well-armed guards were gone, replaced by fleshy and bloody masses. They squirmed, letting out a piercing wail. A large amount of flesh and internal organs poured out of his nose, mouth, and every hole, like a squeezed tomato.

What a terrifying sight it was, even if the three of them were well-informed, their legs were so frightened that they only felt trembling all over.

And in the middle of these bloody lumps of flesh, Monroe sat with a wry smile on his face, and behind him was a woman.

"What's going on?" Winkton was horrified by the tragic sight and screamed uncontrollably. "Who are you! , what about my people! ”

"Aren't your people right in front of you?" Monroe's face twitched, and his wry smile deepened. "Look, how alive, I promise that every one of them is healthy and not healthier, and that those who are physically strong can kill the night wolf."

"That's not people! Damn it! You know what I'm talking about!? What the hell is going on!? ”

Winkton was going to be frightened crazy, and behind him were no more than Six and Reto, both pale and frightened. It's not that they haven't seen a tragic situation, but it's the first time they've seen such a terrifying scene as now, and the pile of wriggling pieces of flesh are really 'people'? Their former subordinates?

How did they become like this?

"Y-2 cell proliferation agent, field emergency type." A voice answered their doubts, and the woman behind Monroe stepped forward little by little. "It is a good agent that allows cells and tissues to divide and multiply rapidly, effectively heal all kinds of trauma, compensate for penetrating cavities, and relieve pain and complications. It has a repair effect on some damaged organs. ”

"I don't need you to explain the potion to me!" Winkton shouted frantically, pointing to the blood and flesh that was all over the ground. "I'm asking why is this happening?"

"A little surgery." Willy shrugged her shoulders. "I wanted to give them some plastic surgery, but I didn't expect them to be too sturdy."

Before she could finish speaking, she shot a small green dot of light into the mouth of a lump of meat. The next moment, the lump of flesh swelled wildly, and a large amount of internal organs overflowed from the nasal cavity, and then exploded with a thud. Flesh and stumps splattered everywhere, blasting a large 'stain' on the walls.

"Sprout ......" Winkton muttered as he froze.

This is the most common battlefield ambulance capability. Germination stimulates cell growth and ensures tissue activity and immunity. But Winkton had never seen a sprout still be used like this. Combining it with a cell proliferation agent to stimulate tissue proliferation for an extreme period of time without restraint can make the enemy's internal organs swell and flush out of the body.

Now Winkton understands why his guards are like this, and why they are described as 'vibrant' by Monroe.

It turned out that these people were not attacked at all, they were killed by their own 'health'.

"Plastic surgery is an esoteric art." Willy looked back at her 'work'. Said regretfully. "Unfortunately, I'm really not good at it."

"Bastard!"

Winkton couldn't hold back any longer, his face contorting violently. Many of the guards sent by the three-person family were his most trusted subordinates, but at this moment, they were made to look so terrifying by Wei Li, how could they calm him down.

"You'll pay for ......"

Winkton stepped back slightly, closer to the shadow in the corner. "A woman who isn't even a witcher, I'll let you know what art is and what horror is. I swear I will never kill you...... I want you to see your beauty with your own eyes and make you sing in my living room forever. ”

"It's an artist's promise."

"Wasso!"

Winkton suddenly screamed, and ducked into a corner with Retosix. The next moment, everyone saw that the light in the center of the room was highly distorted, and a black mist appeared. Maybe it was here before, but it didn't notice it because of the fading of the light and color. At this moment, it suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

The black mist wriggled, and in just a moment, the color became much darker. Then the wind swept towards Willy. Wei Li, who had been prepared, immediately pulled Monroe to roll away, and retreated to the corner in embarrassment.

The black mist swept by, covering all the remaining 'flesh balls' in the room, and after a violent cracking and tearing sound, all the screams of the flesh balls disappeared......

In the center of the room, only the black mist kept rolling, exuding an evil aura.

"The Night's Watch of the Shadows?" Willy lifted her head and easily tucked her hair back behind her head. "I've heard of your prestige for a long time, but it doesn't look terrible right now...... It's just a cloud of mist, can it kill? ”

"Would you like to try it?" The mist stared and separated, and Vasso came out, only to see a river of blood flowing from his feet, and all the 'flesh' balls were torn apart. Blood and internal organs flowed everywhere, exuding a thick bloody atmosphere and terror.

In front of everyone's gaze, Vasso stretched out a finger covered in blood and licked it gently...... There was a faint look of satisfaction on his emaciated face. "What a fresh ingredient...... I felt the peristalsis of the stomach pouch with **. But none of that catches your attraction to me, girl...... Believe me...... When the young master is satisfied with you, we will have a beautiful evening. ”

"Don't struggle, or it will hurt."

Vasso said with a kind persuasion and walked slowly towards Wei Li.

But before he could go far, suddenly a white light flashed, and his head was grabbed by a white figure and slammed into the wall. With a loud bang, Wasso's body was 'thrust' deep into the wall, leaving only his lower body outside, his legs shaking violently.

Chen Yan, dressed in white, appeared next to him, his fingers just withdrawn......

"It's going to hurt."

"But you can struggle a little more."