"Headmaster, what was parked on the roof of the car just now?", Roger asked, touching his nose, unable to see but smelling the rot in the air.

There was also the smell of formalin, which he thought was strange, formalin was a potion used to soak and preserve corpses, how could it appear on the body of a living creature?

Adams' brow furrowed, and it didn't escape his eyes.

Principal Adams's brows were already stretched, and he smiled gently, "It's a stitching beast of man and beast, although it looks terrible, it doesn't pose much of a threat",

He just didn't want them to worry, and now that he knew, it didn't hurt to tell him.

Bluobai put the bag in his arms into the small bag and asked, "What is the Stitching Beast?"

Roger glanced at her and smiled: "A very poor creature, made by the misguided black apothecary in the process of exploring life, they sew the human head with the body of the animal or the head of the animal on the human body and then infuse the source power to keep them alive in a special way, this is the suture beast",

"At the end of the day, the Stitching Beast is just a failure in the lab," says Roger.

He thought a lot, since there was a stitching beast here, there must be a misguided apothecary. Speaking of which, the pharmacist standing at the top actually has the same pursuit as the puppeteer.

Find the source of life, explore the process of life, try to make your own life, and challenge gods and demons. The same apothecary and puppeteer are the most likely to go astray and go mad, both of which stem from paranoia about their profession.

When Blobeth heard this, he stopped paying attention to it, and closed his eyes with the small bag.

The plants outside the carriage were already stirring, and a faint source of power was spreading, flowing into the carriage. Although Adams was relaxed on the surface, he had to guard against it in his heart, and no one could ignore the black apothecary who was banned by the Holy See.

Roger looked at the bits of smart green light outside of Adams, as if a dancing elf was telling him something. Roger knew that this was how the planter communicated with plants.

"Headmaster, there is",

"Peng",

Just as Roger wanted to ask something, a loud noise suddenly sounded in his ears, and the deafening sound frightened the horses pulling the cart to neigh and deviate from the trajectory, and the carriage suddenly shook unsteadily; Roger and Alice were just about to stand up when they were wrapped in a soft green source of power.

Turning his head, Adams had stretched out his palm and pressed it on the carriage, and the vines outside the carriage broke through the ground and grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, growing stronger and bigger in the groom's surprised eyes, and wrapped the carriage tightly, as if the four green walls were protecting the carriage.

"Peng", "Bang",

"Boom",

Although the carriage stopped, the sound of explosions continued one after another, Roger reached out and lifted the curtain, and a goshawk flew overhead, and the "black dirt" in the "palm" of the goshawk continued to fall, and as soon as the "black dirt" fell, it made a loud explosion.

Roger's pupils inadvertently contracted, where was the ordinary goshawk flying overhead? The head of a boy less than ten years old on its neck was clearly the head of a boy who had just been cut off and hastily sewn into the goshawk's neck, and there were flesh buds growing at the red junctions.

It also has human palms, which are incompatible with the body of a goshawk, and the whole body looks awkward and disgusting. Is this the Stitching Beast?Roger couldn't help but frown, and he remembered the unconscious, grotesque-looking clown. In order to explore the forbidden area of life, how many such pathetic lives have been created in this world?

Blob also stretched out her head to look at the air, and the moment she saw the human head eagle, her stomach suddenly swelled violently, and she felt as uncomfortable as a river and a sea.

The dirt in the palm of the man-headed eagle stitched beast fell regularly around the carriage and exploded, and it didn't seem to be intended to kill.

Of course, even if it had the idea, it wouldn't be able to do it.

Adams stepped out of the carriage, the grass at his feet floating slightly, he looked up at the man-headed eagle stitching beast and said, "Child, what do you want? I will do my best to help you",

The eagle flapped its wings and looked back at him, the boy's eyes cold and numb, and it was not the first time Adams had seen such a look. When a person succumbs to a force majeure force for a long time, and is unable to resist after suffering over time, the eyes of the original god will become this numb dead gray, and people are like walking dead.

There was no expression on the face of the man-headed eagle, but his finger pointed to the carriage.

Roger poked his head out of the car window and said, "Headmaster, be careful, there is a lot of gunpowder in the black clay in its hand, which will explode as long as it touches the ground or violently shakes",

The explosion of gunpowder and black clay, Roger couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart. In this nameless steppe he was exposed to different areas, albeit in this "unforgettable" way.

Adams nodded, and then the grass under his feet floated more violently, and he saw the boy's head of the eagle with its head split open and a penetrating smile, and then through the source power he sensed the vibration that was getting closer and closer, and the green source power emanated, and through the plants under his feet, he gradually outlined in his mind the attacker who was getting closer and closer.

"Sneer",

As soon as the picture in his mind was sketched, a big axe suddenly split the green parapet wall composed of vines on his side, and the big axe that flashed with a cold glow was like a bamboo, and it slashed towards Adams, but then the momentum of the big axe sinking became weaker and weaker, and countless vines quickly climbed up the big axe to fix this powerful and heavy pair.

Through the cracks in the split parapet, Adams could also see the appearance of the sneak attacker, a tall male body of 1.9 meters. The muscles of its arms bulged out very strongly, but it had not a human head on its neck, but a donkey's head.

Another stitching beast, a donkey-headed man.

Adams looked at the donkey-headed man and sighed, "Friend, I don't want to hurt you, tell your intentions",

The huge donkey's head stared at him for a few seconds, and just as Brobel thought it was about to speak, its arms suddenly shook violently, and the axe shook violently, breaking free from the vines, and the donkey's head raised its head to the sky and let out a roar.

Its struggle was exchanged for a stronger counterattack of the vines, this flexible plant was never afraid of fierce force, the big axe in the donkey's hand just shook the vines and climbed along the blade and handle of the axe to its arms, its whole body, its feet were also tightly entangled in the grass, just the blink of an eye he was confined to Adams's vines.

And at this moment, a black shadow behind the donkey-headed man suddenly burst out, and suddenly a pounce, Roger and Brall saw only a black shadow in front of them, and the black shadow had flown into the carriage window.