"At that time, Victor was no longer satisfied with experimenting with animal corpses, he wanted to create a real man, and our experiments had a huge impact on the faith of the common people, if life and death were no longer in the hands of God, but in the hands of humans, then everything was messed up, they panicked and began to arrest us"

There was a hint of emotion on Igo's ugly face: "My body was damaged at that time"

"Then we met Dracula and came with him to Transnesia, which was great news for Victor and me

It is undoubtedly much easier to steal a few corpses here than in London, and we are never short of experimental materials, and even if we run out of materials, Dracula will send someone to deliver them immediately

While hiding from arrest in London, I was shot a few times by those damn cops and almost died, and Dracula gave me a new lease of life hehe"

Igo looked at his zombie body, and his eyes showed satisfaction: "Although this body is a little ugly, I think it is much better than my original one, I will never grow old, and I will never feel tired, the only thing that makes me sad is that I lost my most dexterous hands in the world."

At this time, a huge thunderclap sounded in the sky, and the dwarf demon had already begun to attract thunder and lightning to stimulate the wolf-headed monster according to Igo's instructions.

More than a dozen hot air balloons sent thick chains into the sky, thunder and lightning clouds, and powerful lightning currents were constantly channeled down, straight into the body of the wolf-headed monster, and the huge and ugly body was soon surrounded by electric light.

Carlo glanced at it and interrupted Igo's words: "I'm interested in what you can say about Frankenstein's birth process."

Igo suddenly bowed her head in fear and shame: "I'm sorry my master, I didn't participate in that experiment"

"Why?" Carlo frowned, "Aren't you Victor's right-hand man?"

"Because of my body," Igor explained, "the dexterity of my hands has been greatly reduced, and the most important thing is that because of the zombie's hunger, I can't help but steal Victor's experimental materials, and the internal organs, limbs, and brains that he has worked so hard to dig up will enter my stomach without paying attention."

Victor reprimanded me and banished me from his lab forever, leaving me to do his inconsequential chores."

Carlo laughed softly, and at this time, the wolf-headed monster in mid-air howled violently, and under the powerful stimulation of thunder and lightning, it was rejuvenated, and its strength was so great that it broke free from its chains after a little struggle

"Master, I've made it!" said Igo, excitedly, eager to ask Carlo for credit.

Carlo squinted his eyes and observed, but only shook his head faintly, "It's a pity, Igo, it looks like you didn't make it"

I saw that the wolf-headed monster jumped into the crowd of dwarf demons, slaughtering them on a large scale, and was full of great desire for destruction, and everything that stood in its way was destroyed.

An uncontrolled, slashing monster is not a life, at best a flesh-and-blood machine.

Real life, like Frankenstein, is born with a blank slate, and everything is instilled in it, not what is left over from before.

"Oh," Igo covered her head in annoyance, "how can this be, just like Gordon at the beginning, completely uncontrollable"

"Obviously," Carlo said as he looked at Frankenstein not far away, "because of your gluttony, you missed Victor's most core research"

In Carlo's opinion, the Gordon that Igo had spoken of before and the wolf-headed monster in front of him now controlled their actions were a collection of resentful remnants that remained in the dead flesh.

Chaos, chaos, violence, distortion, no thought, no reason, so it cannot be controlled.

If it is only this step, a small necromancy, like the army of ghouls controlled by Carlo in the Grimm plane, can be done, and it is not the creation of a new life at all, it can only be said that Victor has achieved the same effect as magic through science by mistake.

But the birth of Frankenstein can be called a miracle, and Carlo is amazed, and it's hard to imagine how the dead Mad Doctor did it.

At this time, the wolf-headed monster had almost demolished half of the laboratory, this monster with five hearts and three pairs of lung lobes, and its strength was greater than that of Frankenstein, and five or six werewolves could not suppress him.

Igor carefully observed the expression on Carlo's face, and said with some trepidation: "Master, I can go back and find Victor's notes, I will try harder"

Carlo stretched out his right hand, and the wolf-headed monster that was wreaking havoc seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, stiffened and slowly floated.

Carlo's five fingers flexed slightly, and the wolf-headed monster in mid-air burst suddenly, and the stinky internal organs and blood clots splashed out in all directions, falling down one after another, like a rain of blood.

Igo shuddered violently and fell to her knees begging for mercy.

Carlo didn't look at him, but at Frankenstein in the corner, and said softly: "Igo, you will be my assistant in the future"

"Master" Igo was stunned, and subconsciously replied: "I'm afraid I can't help but steal the corpse parts"

Carlo chuckled, glanced back at him, and said lightly: "Then sew your mouth up"

Frankenstein Castle, which originally belonged to Victor's laboratory.

Frankenstein lies back on the lab table where he was born, frozen by magic, his body stiff, his eyes full of horror and anger rolling from time to time.

Carlo, dressed in a Western-style white robe and coat, stood in front of the experimental table, wearing a mask on his face, and his aristocratic temperament had been perfectly transformed into cold, precise and rigorous.

Now Carlo is like a mad scientist doing human experiments.

"Igo, give me a map of Frankenstein's body structure" Carlo instructed lightly, and Igo, who was hobbling in his footsteps, hurriedly handed over a thick piece of information.

Poor Igo was so gagged that an iron plate was nailed to his mouth, and he couldn't even speak.

Carlo casually scattered the materials, and the notes with anatomical drawings and detailed descriptions floated neatly around him, so that he could see them clearly as soon as he looked up.

"Let me see what's in your belly," Carlo chuckled, finger flickering, Frankenstein's ribcage opened smoothly, revealing everything inside in front of Carlo.

"Tsk" Carlo's eyes were full of brilliance, and his mouth kept making exclamation sounds.

There is no rotten, filthy and smelly internal organ and dead flesh as expected, but a delicate and beautiful picture of the human body.

Every organ, every vessel, and every tendon is shrouded in a faint green light, which is reflected together, and there is a cruel and dreamy contradictory beauty. Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!