In many cases, a person's strength can be reflected from the attitude of others.

For example, Storf landed next to the castle in Tania with a whistle, and smashed it on the lawn of the castle in Modal like a meteorite, and when he arrived here, he obediently slowed down and landed at a distance from him, and walked all the way down the lower town.

At this time, Frank finally had a chance to take a look at the lower city of other blood cities.

There are a total of twelve cities in the Bloodline, and the basic structure of each city is similar, but because of the different city owners, each city has its own characteristics. For example, the lower city in front of you, there is no chaos in the lower city that has been half washed by your own blood.

The house is extremely neat, and there are constantly neatly dressed blood clans patrolling here, but looking at the white clothes on the bodies of those blood clans, Frank has a strange sense of disobedience.

"Isn't this a hazmat?" Frank thought suspiciously.

It wasn't until Frank saw the hybrids who lived in the city that he finally understood why this place was the way it was. All the half-breeds are in a somewhat sluggish state, and each person's body can be seen in Frank's snake pupils with different physiological conditions.

All the hybrids are infected with different diseases, they are all test subjects, and the experimenter is supposed to be the lord of the city.

The entire lower part of the city is a laboratory, and even a madman like Frank can't imagine what kind of experiments would be going on here to treat the whole city as the material for experiments. At the same time, it also made him deeply interested in the two people he was about to meet.

Even on foot, Storff's speed was unmatched, and soon he led Frank to the vicinity of the City Lord's Mansion, and then began to slow down his pace, and cautiously touched the most boring City Lord's Mansion Frank had ever seen.

It was as if a rabbit was slowly approaching the lion's cage, and this kind of look should not have appeared on the body of such a berserker in front of him in any way. And Frank is becoming more and more curious about the City Lord's Mansion inside.

As Storff approached, Frank could smell the disinfectant in the air more and more clearly, and the smell of treated blood. It's a familiar taste, Frank thought nostalgically.

Stoffe had reached the door of the castle, but he was reluctant to knock, but the people inside seemed to have noticed his arrival, and the door was suddenly opened, and an old man in a white robe came out of the house.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Frank suddenly seemed to feel that the old man in front of him had a strange kind of affection. Although I have never seen it, I still know that it is a peer.

Or, once peers.

"Storf, are you here for Tania?" asked Conrad.

"Tania's matter has been settled, this time I have something else to do with you and Ralph, is Ralph there?" Stoffe asked.

"Of course Ralph is here, come in with me. Remember, don't touch anything. Conrad finished speaking, and turned to lead the way.

"If you don't say it, I won't touch anything. Stouff whispered, and hurriedly followed behind Conrad.

Frank looked around at the familiar bottles and jars, as well as the suspicious-looking liquids that were constantly being taken out by the experimenters. The bloodlines here are all called up as labor, which is very different from the mixed food and death on the Tanian side.

Frank could barely distinguish the effects of some potions, most of them were poisons, but there were no two bottles of poison that were exactly the same, the most toxic one could kill the blood clan instantly, and the weakest one could only make the earthworm tremble.

Everything here is running extremely tensely, the bloods in isolation suits are running around desperately, countless products and data tables have been sent away, and it is estimated that what is produced here is only understandable to the people in that room.

"It's been a long time, Storf. A hearty voice sounded, and a man in a robe and thick monocle stepped out of the aisle, with a big smile on his face, but Storf's face quickly collapsed.

"Ralph, why did you become like this?" Storff asked.

"A special kind of drug that can change our appearance even on the outside, but not on the inside, is it a very interesting result?" said Ralph with a bright smile.

"What are the side effects?" Storf asked casually.

"The body will be very stiff, especially the face, and you can barely maintain one expression. Ralph said, "Want to give it a try?"

"No thanks. Storff swallowed and said, moving his chair back without a trace.

"But for our body now, there are no side effects. A voice rang out, and then another man walked in through the doorway, and he looked like an old version of the guy who could only laugh just now.

"Why are there two of you, Ralph!?" said Stoff, surprised, but it seemed like he had been baptized enough in this man to be too badly out of his way.

"I made some puppets that I have my consciousness, but they don't have my abilities to help me deal with a lot of things that the stupid Bloodlines can't handle. This is the second generation, and the first generation is being used as an experiment underneath. Ralph said nonchalantly.

"How many did you make?" said Stoff, swallowing.

"Sufficient quantities. Ralph replied in response, then reached out and picked up Frank from Stouff's body.

"Interesting creatures don't exist in any of the records. Ralph's eyes shimmered with a pale blue light, and Frank knew exactly what it meant, a look he couldn't wait to study thoroughly.

Although he dissected himself to see the changes in the internal structure, this did not mean that he liked to be dissected, and Frank bit Ralph the wrist.

In an instant, the black line crawled all over the body of "Ralph" in front of him, and then the body of "Ralph" melted as quickly as butter.

"It took 2.1 seconds, and the strength was determined to annihilate the clone of the transcendent wizard. Another Ralph dressed in white appeared out of nowhere, and then carefully examined Frank's fangs.

"The fangs do not have the venom injection hole of ordinary venomous snakes, and they are identified as non-venom snakes, and their venom properties are unknown. Ralph said.

"A little blood is drawn for study. Another Ralph came in and said, holding a needle thicker than Frank's.

"You're going to put me in and see if the syringe fills?" Frank grumbled, turning to slip away.

Ralph in front of him suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Frank, and at this time, Storff got up and said: "Ralph be careful, this is something from the Holy Light Church, don't break it." ”

"You can go, don't worry if you're just here to deliver. Ralph said, "The god of light is not so simple to become the main god, so you don't need to worry about this side of things." ”

Storff looked like he was about to say something, and all the Ralphs in the room looked back at Storff at the same time.

"Then you continue, I'll go back by myself, you don't have to keep me. Ralph said, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

So in Frank's resentful eyes, Storf hurriedly opened the door and rushed out.

And just as Storf left, Frank's body was thrown to the ground.

Immediately, a magic beam flickered throughout the hall, but it didn't seem to be a magic spell directed at Frank, but a shielding circle to prevent detection.

"So now that the guy in the way is gone, can we talk?" Ralph looked at Frank and asked, "Snake-incarnate, Mr. Tyrant?"