The countless battles that Terraria had experienced or witnessed over the years, and the scenes of brutal and wonderful weapon fights, physical fights, and energy fights flowed through Carlo's mind one after another.

Carlo's consciousness quickly absorbed the essence of it, and the scythe in his hand unconsciously swung it, bringing out the Dao flames, scorching and slicing through the void.

Everything in the basement was destroyed, and several dwarves were swept away by the raging currents, and before they could even scream, they were cut into countless pieces of minced meat.

Carlo retreated from this state of darkness and immediately checked the situation of L and Song Valve, but fortunately, the two of them were not harmed.

He felt a little sorry, and he felt that he was almost able to combine the scythe and the dark flame to create a powerful technique of his own.

Perhaps, it is still not enough accumulation.

Carlo consoles himself with killing too little.

Carlo glanced at Song Valve, who had been like a puppet since he was crushed by himself, and L, who had fallen into a coma, thought about exchanging it for a sin fruit, and squeezed out some of the juice to feed the two of them separately.

L's state seems to be better, Song Valve still has empty eyes, except for the slightly undulating chest, the whole person looks no different from a dead person.

Carlo ignored the two and soon made his way to another room.

This is the location in the center of the castle, directly opposite the tip of the castle, the roof is completely open, and the wind and snow are constantly pouring in.

Hundreds of dwarves were busily walking around, and the ugly zombie Igo was directing the dwarf to pull a huge wolf-headed monster into the sky with chains.

"What is this doing?"

Carlo walked up and asked lightly.

"Dear hosts. Seeing Carlo, Igo hurriedly knelt down to give a salute, and then pointed behind him with an expression of invitation on his face and said, "Master, I am helping you create a strong and loyal subordinate. ”

Carlo squinted at the monster hanging in mid-air, a huge wolf head, each part of the body was strong, but the color was different, as if it had been taken from many different bodies and pieced together, extremely ugly and weird.

"I have chosen thirteen werewolf guards, cut off some of the strongest parts of their bodies, and stitched them together, it has five hearts and three pairs of lung lobes, and it will be your sharpest spearhead master"

There was a frenzy in Igo's yellow eyes.

Carlo looked at him, "You learned what Victor is capable of?"

Igo smiled, revealing a mouth full of black teeth, and he pointed to the corner of the Frankenstein, who was tied up with five flowers and a little sluggish: "That guy is what I stitched up little by little."

Carlo noticed that he seemed to underestimate the ugly zombie servant in front of him, and upon questioning, Igor told the story of him and Victor, the evil doctor.

"I was abandoned in the sewers of London when I was three years old, and I was adopted by a circus owner, that greedy and treacherous bastard who deserved to die ten thousand times, and took a fancy to my qualifications, hehe, I was born with a pustule on my back, and this pustule was like a gift from the devil to me, and as I grew older and bigger, it crushed my back, and I began to grow in the direction of deformity

Every circus has to have a clown, and I am the most suitable one, and every day I have to be chased by lions on the stage, trampled by people, and used as ammunition for human cannons, ridicule, insults, and contempt that stayed with me until I was eighteen years old, until that day, when Victor saved me

In my more than ten years in the circus, the only thing that made me happy was to study the human body, dissect and know the structure and position of every organ, every bone, and every tendon in the human body

For countless nights, I held a knife in front of the beds of those who had humiliated me, imagining the sharp knife slowly cutting through their smooth skin, revealing the red blood, pink flesh, and white bones little by little

I'm a genius, hehe."

With that, Igo showed Carlo his hands, a pair of extraordinarily slender and pale palms, which looked a little out of place with the rest of his body.

"Do you see these hands, my lord, which I cut off from a seamstress, and these hands can sew in one night a beautiful dress that is enough to teach the ladies of all London to be madly coveted."

Igo shook his head regretfully: "It's much worse than my original pair"

"I have the dexterous hands in the world, and the smartest brain" Igo suddenly felt speechless, and hurriedly smiled at Carlo, and said with a little trepidation: "Of course, it is not as good as one ten-thousandth of the master"

Carlo just smiled, he has always been tolerant, kind, and generous, and he never cares about such a little offense, especially when there is a good story to hear.

In Carlo's hand, he conjured a delicate glass containing a golden amber liquor, which he had received from the reincarnation.

"You continue. Carlo took a sip.

Honored by Carlo's curiosity, Eaglet coughed and continued in a dull voice: "Victor was a student at the Royal College of Medicine in London at the time, and he was doing a crazy experiment, and he took a fancy to me and took me away from the circus

He cured my hunchback, he made me walk straight and live like a normal person, I am grateful to him and I worked my best for him

Victor showed me the results of his experiments, a pair of eyes soaked in capacitive fluid, blinking and turning, gouged out of his roommate's face

Victor is a madman and a genius, he believes that both life and death are temporary states, and the two can be converted into each other, if the temporary nature of existence can be extended indefinitely, then human beings can obtain eternal life, and if they can strip away the state of death, then a new life can be created

I became his assistant as a matter of course, and Victor cut off the limbs and entrails of the dead animals at the zoo, and my job was to stitch them together with his dexterous hands and understanding of anatomy

Our experiment was successful, and we used a strong electric shock to stimulate the corpses to free them from the temporary nature of death and bring them back to lifeWe got a monster with an orangutan head, a monkey's body, a lioness's paws, and a bull's lungs half of its body already rotting and crawling with maggots and flies

Oh, the monster wasn't too strong, I remember being kicked in the ass by it at the time, Victor was ecstatic, and named the dwarf monster Gordon Tsk, what a stupid name

That monster only survived for ten minutes, and then died of heart failure, and Victor and I were also in big trouble, "Please Baidu" throw the book network Thank you for your support!