"Actually, free construction at the genetic level, so that the people who are cultivated and manufactured will be more perfect and more in line with your requirements" L, who was dressed in hip-hop ornaments and put on a white doctor's robe, looked calm and rigorous, "But this is too demanding for experimental equipment and experimental environment, and I don't have space in my hands to redeem it"

"So now we can only use blood, cells that engulf each other, and if we're lucky, we can create something weird."

Carlo shook his head slightly, "You still don't understand what I mean, maybe it's not just science, maybe Victor's ways and methods are very vulgar, and Frankenstein's appearance is not as good as the beautiful embryo that grows out of a petri dish, but he is different from what you said, he has no brain, no heart, only a pile of green slime, but he can think and breathe, and he can easily press a werewolf under him, and rub it against the ground, do you know the difference?"

L was stunned for a moment, and then replied thoughtfully: "Can I understand that the embryo of life cultivated from a petri dish is like burying a seed in the soil, and then slowly growing into a big tree, and Victor's method is equivalent to taking a few dead branches and tying them together indiscriminately to build the shape of a tree, and then the tree comes to life, the former is originally alive, but it is growing, and the latter is from death to life, and there is no possibility of growth"

"Bingo. Carlo praised him and said with a smile: "This kind of creation only involves two key points, the soul and the life force soul control the mind, and the life force provides energy."

"No wonder" L muttered: "The plant extract has completely replaced Frankenstein's brain, his brain domain is equivalent to being completely opened by nature, when the extract in his brain is full, he is the smartest genius in the world, so he can absorb a lot of knowledge taught by Victor so quickly, of course, with the consumption of the extract, his memory deteriorates faster and faster, and he becomes more and more dull, and even now he has completely forgotten the existence of Victor and began to obey your orders"

Carlo smiled and nodded, his relationship with L was quite strange, not like a butcher and the fish on his chopping board, but like two partners who were constantly discussing and researching for the sake of scholarship.

L's eyes suddenly lit up: "If this is the case, then the innate potential of the creation is related to two factors: the body and the source fluid (similar to Frankenstein's brain extract) The body determines the limit of external ability, for example, Frankenstein's internal organs and limbs are far stronger than ordinary people, so his strength can suppress the werewolf, but he has no wings, even after a hundred years, it is impossible to fly, and the purity of the plant source liquid gives him a kind and simple nature and super learning ability"

"In other words," L looked at Carlo with fiery eyes, "If something with extraordinary abilities itself is used as the source liquid, then can it have the potential to have such extraordinary abilities I know that you have the ability to control a terrible fire, if your blood is the source liquid, and the form of the creation is a lizard with wings, that is Charizard, if it is Immorton's blood as the source liquid, then it may create a sandman"

"Mortals can only teach their offspring how to cultivate the land, but gods can teach them the power to wield thunder. ”

"This creation was born in thunder and lightning, and we may even have created the mythical "L's face began to turn red with excitement," Thor, the god of thunder. ”

"Unfortunately, the inheritance of this potential is likely to be random and uncertain," Carlo muttered, touching his smooth chin, "but your idea is interesting."

L looked at Carlo with burning eyes, and said calmly: "It's not completely random, we can try to use the body to orientally control and awaken the corresponding potential chickens and fish, obviously the former is more likely to learn to fly." ”

Carlo was silent for a moment, and suddenly spoke: "Let's start with the hands"

L nodded, and he followed Carlo towards the back of the church, where all the experimental materials he had caught today were kept.

"Do you have an idea for the first creation?" asked L. curiously.

Perhaps because of Carlo's rationality and wisdom in the study of creation, he was much less afraid of Carlo, and he did not speak with the same respect and fear as most people do for Carlo.

"It turns out that there isn't. Carlo smiled, "But after what you've just reminded, now I have an idea." ”

Walking into the back hall, dozens of bloodied people were lying together, some dead, some still moaning in pain, most of them delicate aristocratic ladies.

"The vast majority of them are women, and these materials are a bit weak," L frowned.

"No, no, no, they're not weak at all," Carlo chuckled, grabbing a woman alive with blood from her feet and stuffing something into her mouth.

The woman swallowed subconsciously, and after a while, I saw that she exclaimed in surprise, and the muscles all over her body began to expand rapidly, and soon the beautiful skirt was torn, and the slender woman turned into a hideous and terrifying muscle monster.

Carlo casually crushed her head, dragged her strengthened body over, and casually explained to L: "Dr. Hyde's mysterious potion can turn a scrawny addict into a little giant that can't be killed by bullets."

Carlo joked with a smile: "So, it's still good to do more good deeds in normal times, and you can always get unexpected rewards." ”

L's cheeks twitched, but he didn't speak.

Immediately afterward, Carlo, with the assistance of L, began to make his first creation.

Among them, some of the gadgets that L exchanged from the main god space helped a lot, such as a potion spray that catalyzes cell growth and healing, which is used to treat traumatic wounds, but it is also very useful for gluing corpse parts.

This allows Carlo to concoct the form he wants, without worrying about creating a monster like Frankenstein.

Soon, Carlo's first work was unveiled to the two of them.

A bald man with a height of two meters and strong muscles all over his body, with a resolute and hideous face, a scar with slight stitches on his right eye, and a long scar on his abdomen.

L looked at this bald man, how did he look at it and feel familiar, and suddenly exclaimed: "Kratos?!"

Carlo nodded casually and said, "That's a good name, it's Kratos." ”

L looked at Carlo in shock, wondering if he had really just adopted the name casually, or if he had already had a name in mind waiting for him to say it.

Was he really just a special demon?L was filled with great surprise and doubt, but seeing Carlo's cold eyes, which seemed to be a blanket glance, he chose to keep his mouth shut tightly, and the question was forever rotten in his heart.

In the bald man's skull and the specially made huge heart chamber, a part of Carlo's blood has been infused, and the next step is to test whether Carlo and L's ideas can really be preemptive.

Carlo stretched out his hand to clasp the bald man's head, and a dazzling silver lightning burst out from his hand, the silver lightning became violent and violent, instantly wrapping around the bald man's whole body, and the power of the sputtering thunder and lightning made the bald man's fair skin become slightly dark, and a faint smell of burnt paste emanated.

Now is the time!

Carlo suddenly increased his strength, and the next moment, he saw that in the body of the big man, an entangled gray soul body emerged, with the addition of two black virtual bodies at the head and heart, this gray soul was quickly infected into pure black, lightning fell, and a miserable cry came out from the black soul, and finally disappeared.

Carlo jerked back the power of the lightning and stared into the bald man's eyes.

Time passed slowly, and those rough eyes trembled slightly, and opened suddenly, and it was pitch black inside, and there was no difference between the kernel and the whites of the eyes.

The bald man looked down at his body, then looked at Carlo in a daze.

Carlo was unexpectedly surprised in his heart, it was successful?!

"I'm your father," Carlo said calmly, looking at the bald man.

The bald man's lips twitched twice, and he uttered a vague syllable: "Father"

Carlo couldn't help but smile: "Your name is Kratos. ”

A hint of clarity flashed in the bald man's eyes: "Kratos"

Carlo continued: "You are good at all kinds of weapons that kill people."

All of his demon-fighting skills are imprinted on every inch of his flesh, and Kratos could theoretically inherit this talent.

"All weapons"

Kratos' body shuddered uncontrollably.

A blazing flame rises from Carlo's hands: "You can control the power of the flames"

"The Power of Fire"

Kratos' dark eyes seemed to have a fire in them.

Carlo finally sneered: "You will always walk on blood and corpses, anyone who stands in front of you or in front of me is your enemy, you eat the flesh and blood of your enemies, you take pleasure in torturing and killing your enemies, you never get tired, you never rest, you will not rest until you die."

"Till death rest!"

The bald man's eyes became completely clear, pitch black and clear.

He slowly half-knelt down and said in a low voice: "Kratos has seen his father, Kratos will always fight for his father!"