Chapter 113: The Container of Heresy
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This was originally home to the Silvertooth Ironspine, a violent species that is much more challenging and dangerous than the remnant bear.
The entrance of the cave exuded a faint coercion, the same as a blood leech, it was obvious that this was an existence that had been promoted to the natal realm, and when he walked inside, a thick smell of blood permeated the spacious cave, and the creature that stood up was about two meters and a half and fell in a pool of blood.
It's dead.
Its head shattered, as if crushed by an external force, and the notoriously violent monster died in its cave.
Its belly rolled a little, and then, several bloody little heads emerged from it, they were only the size of a baby, but they were covered in blood, and their faces were completely bloody and blurred, and one of them even had half of their necks torn apart, and the most terrifying thing was the lifeless eyes and will, which were a group of corpse babies.
Corpse babies are born from the resentment of heaven and earth, and it is extremely rare to have so many corpse babies in such a narrow place.
They are eating, and because of their small stature, they even burrow into the body of the silvertooth iron-spine bear, their rotten little mouths open and close, and from time to time they let out a few faint laughs, which are creepy.
Suddenly,
They stopped, as if they felt something, and they hid in the corpses and shivered, a strong will that made them forget to eat.
The will became more and more angry, and the emotions of the other party affected the appetite of the corpse babies, and in the end, several corpse babies were low to the point of almost whimpering.
"Someone killed my child!"
There was a hoarse voice ahead, it was a man, hidden in the darkness, his two eyes full of anger, like a pool of stagnant water without fluctuations, white and cloudy, not even sporadic black spots.
Lame.
Who would have thought that the existence that was hunted down by the adjudicator would hide here.
"I feel the power of the light, am I the abominable arbiters? They actually chased here? ā
"It's really a bunch of bone maggots that can't be torn off, if it weren't for the experiment, it would take a while, I would definitely tear your heads apart!"
"Time, I need some time to prepare, the past hatred has not been annihilated, I will remember everything you brought me!"
The hoarse voice resounded through the cave, tyrannical and cruel, his face was terrifying, and even his voice was harsh and distorted.
"It's going to take a while for the experiment, and once it's done, I'm going to make a bloodbath!"
A vicious self-talk rang out from the gloomy cavern, and the limp turned and came to a corner, where a figure was hanging.
The figure had its head down, unable to see its appearance clearly, but its body was extremely thin, its limbs were suspended, and its body was densely packed with enchanted insects.
Enchanted insects, half-stars, they don't have much attack power, one may not be terrible, but once this kind of insect accumulates to dozens, it will definitely be a nightmare for the godsend.
Because, it lives by devouring nuclear energy.
More than ten enchanted insects will devour the nuclear energy of the nuclear transformation realm in a matter of minutes.
Just imagine, dozens of them devoured together, and even the powerhouses of the natal realm couldn't last long.
They are kept in captivity by the lame, and the meaning of their existence is to devour the nuclear energy of the figure in front of them, and the existence that can be so valued by the lame is definitely not a simple role.
Looking at the person in front of him, a trace of madness appeared in the lame eyes, and the face like the bark of a tree was also a little deformed under the excitement: "Immortal body, I have found the real immortal body!" ā
"The body is infinitely fission, and even a drop of blood has a strong vitality."
"It's a perfect container, but it's not what I expected, blood and tissue regeneration won't bring much attack power, if you change your mind, what if you change your mind, and the bones grow indefinitely?"
"Like a skeleton of steel and a gene of infinite fission, his body is a moving arsenal."
"I need more blood and life to study, and once I succeed, once I get a new container, no one will be able to stop me!"
A shrill voice echoed through the cavern, and the limp turned and roared into the dark air:
"You guys, plunder more flesh and blood for me!"
Heed the call.
Five miserable white figures flickered on the side, it was a small bone puppet.
These small skeleton puppets make a gurgling sound as they move, and they are carved from intricately carved bones.
Carved from the bones and teeth of an adult man, the dolls were designed to murder the creator's enemies, and they had a variety of appearances that were fabricated to the creator's liking.
This is an experiment that is strictly forbidden by the Alliance, because the method is so cruel that the creator will invite or lure a soul into the skeleton puppet, and usually, the idea of the skeleton comes from a dead child or other small humanoid creature, which will never be reborn, making them extremely vicious, and the accumulated resentment makes them murderous.
The drought and lame have long since annihilated human nature, and he is not only a thirst for killing but also psychologically distorted, and for a long time, he has relied on cruel torture to maintain a boring daily life.
He is adept at making corpse babies and bone puppets, and he never tires of them.
Five bone puppets, only a few tens of centimeters, stumbled towards the outside of the cave, and faintly, they could still hear the whispers and murmuring of deep ghost voices from their bodies.
This is a kind of being similar to a living sacrifice, they will be tortured and killed in their lifetime, and then they will be lured into bone puppets, they take pleasure in destruction, and blood and cruelty are the meaning of their existence.
The limp figure was hidden in the darkness, and the white cloudy eyes flickered.
Chaos and disaster are coming......
ps: A few round heads lay on the wall outside the door and looked forward, bloody cheeks, rotten bodies, and corpse babies born of resentment, like curious babies, with expectations written on their faces and asked in unison: "Today, did everyone vote for recommendation?" ā