"When dissecting, the level of grief of the creatures increases."

"Interesting pain responses."

A majestic voice came from the temple at the top of the mountain, which is covered with snow and ice all year round.

The supreme mage of the great calamity, Wang, was clinging to the rock wall at this time, trembling as he listened to the sound coming from overhead.

When the Scarlet Witch arrived at Vandag, she felt that he was no longer useful, and threw him off the cliff in front of the Dark Temple.

Fortunately, a stone jutting out of the rock wall caught him, otherwise he would have fallen into the abyss and fallen into a puddle of mud.

"The Sword Comes"

After thanking the life-saving stone again, the king began to think about what to do next.

He's been here for a while, but he's not daring to climb up.

The sound of the wind still whistling in my ears, and the cold snowflakes slashed across my face like knives.

If he didn't find a place to take shelter from the wind, the king felt that sooner or later he would freeze to death.

But he really didn't dare to move, for fear of making some noise and disturbing the terrible monsters in the temple above.

Just ten minutes ago, Wang, who woke up from a coma, tried to climb up.

But before he had climbed a few steps, a giant, vast, and incomparably evil one-eyed creature suddenly appeared in the sky, and under the one-eyed one-eye, the tentacles like chains seemed to be holding a person.

The king watched as the monster's massive planet-like body shrank and finally entered the temple.

It didn't take long for the four creatures in charge of guarding the temple to be thrown off the cliff.

Immediately afterward, a bitter and painful wail sounded, sounding like a woman's voice.

The king's first reaction was that the one-eyed monster and the Scarlet Witch were fighting, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart.

You deserve it, it's worse to scream again!

But when you think about it, it shouldn't be that simple.

So the more curious he became, he wanted to go up and have a look.

He pulled out the short dagger that had been hidden in his belt and threw it upwards with all his might, like a hook and hook stuck in the crack in the rock above.

Then pull the magic rope that hangs down and climb up little by little.

At this time, the king was only a few dozen meters away from the temple above, and as a mature arcane mage, this distance was nothing to him.

Just be careful not to make a sound.

As soon as he thought of this, a loose stone under his feet broke away and fell into the abyss, and a loud sound echoed through the valley for a long time.

The king was instantly frightened and covered in sweat, his legs were weak, and his limbs clung to the rock wall, and he did not dare to move.

A few minutes passed, and nothing happened.

After waiting for a long time, he dared to look up tremblingly.

———— still nothing happened.

Could it be that the wind and snow were too loud to cover up the movement just now?

For the time being, the king could only think of this reason.

In that case, there's no need to be so nervous.

Therefore, he picked up his movements and climbed up hard.

In about twenty minutes or so, the king braved the biting cold wind and climbed under the protruding platform outside the temple.

But instead of rushing up, he grabbed the edge of the platform, bared half of his head, and secretly looked into the temple.

The first thing that caught his eye was the huge golden-red one-eye, and every time he saw it, Wang felt his brain begin to dizzy, his eyes turned black, and his stomach churned.

The whispers of multiple voices echoed in my ears, like a swarm of flies that couldn't be driven away.

In the underworld, the king has a hunch, that is, don't look at the giant eye, otherwise he will die a miserable death.

So, he curled up as much as he could, and his head slowly retracted a little, for fear of being discovered.

But this awkward posture can't last long, and in the end, you still have to find a way to go up while the monster is not paying attention.

However, there is no obstruction between the temple and the platform, and the view is so wide that if you go up to it, you will definitely be discovered.

Just as the king was frowning, he noticed that the monster didn't seem to look elsewhere at all, and was engrossed in staring at the altar in the temple.

The altar as a whole is rectangular, resembling a stone bed, more than half a person high, and the surface is carved with various reliefs.

And most importantly, there was a man lying on it.

And the one-eyed monster, waving three tentacles, was doing something to that man.

The king was not sure who the man on the altar was, for from his point of view, he could only see the soles of the two feet.

White and tender, it looks like it should be a woman's feet.

They overlapped, ten rounded toes constricted, as if they were suffering some kind of inhuman torture.

Then the king saw that the tentacles of the monster seemed to reach into the woman's body.

After fumbling for a while, he pulled out a steaming, beating heart from inside.

"Oh no!!"

The king wanted to jump up and save the man, but in the end reason prevailed over impulse.

The heart was taken out, and the woman must have died, and it would be useless for him to go there, and he would expose himself.

Sure enough, a second later, the woman's feet opened weakly outward, her tight toes also stretched, and her white and tender skin became a little darker.

Seeing this scene, the king sighed deeply, but there was nothing he could do.

can only continue to hide silently, looking for opportunities.

Shockingly, however, the monster rolled its tentacles around its already frozen heart for a while, and then put it back into the woman's body.

"Aren't there any organs that can be safely removed?"

The monster's voice reached the king's ears, making him feel more and more indignant.

How can ordinary people survive when their hearts are removed, and they are not the big dogs of Iron Man!

And, what's the use of putting it back on, she's already dead!

As soon as this thought came to him, he saw the woman on the altar take a sharp breath and suddenly sit up.

The woman's upper body was unclothed, and a large wound extended from her neck to her lower abdomen, and the skin, muscles, and bones were pulled apart from both sides, exposing the entire chest and abdomen.

To the left of the center of the chest, the heart covered with a layer of hoarfrost is beating slowly.

"Gift Crab !!"

The king was completely frightened by the scene in front of him, and subconsciously exclaimed.

It's really alive!

Then, the woman was pushed back onto the altar by the one-eyed monster, kicking her feet and letting out a meaningless whimper.

Recalling the woman's long burgundy hair, Wang Mouming felt a little familiar.

It seems that there is such a person in my impression, but I just can't remember who it is.

At this moment, the golden red giant eyes slowly turned and looked at the king who leaned out half of his body in excitement outside the temple.

"Looks like we've got a guest here."

"Bring him to me, be careful, don't get killed."

Only then did the king realize that he had been exposed by the sound just now.

But at this time, a question arises, who is the one-eyed monster talking to, is there something else beside him?

Just as he was thinking, a pool of warm, fishy, foul liquid fell on top of the king's head.

He subconsciously reached out to touch it, and it felt slimy, similar to unrefined crude oil, but more like the saliva of some kind of creature.

The king looked up in an instant, and saw a sneaky figure that turned from transparent to substantial, appearing directly above him.

Insect-like arthropods with spinous processes, pitch-black carapaces, exaggerated mouths full of sharp teeth, a dozen eyes glowing with purple light, and a spiky tail that swayed back and forth.

It's exactly the same as the alien monster he killed the other day when he teamed up with Strange.

Between the lightning and flint, Wang immediately let go of his hands on the edge of the platform, and allowed himself to fall into the abyss in a free-fall manner.

He would rather fall into meat sauce than fall into the hands of monsters.

But how could the alien monster let him get his wish, swinging its tail longer than his body, stabbing into his shoulder, hooking the flesh and pulling him up.

Then he threw him backwards and threw him into the temple.

During this time, the king was powerless to resist, and after landing on the ground, he rolled several times in succession until he hit the altar.

The injury on his back was not good in the first place, but now it is even worse, and he keeps moaning in pain.

More and more alien monsters broke out of their invisibility and slowly approached him.

Pitch-black saliva flowed down from his mouth unscrupulously, and his upper and lower jaws shook continuously, making a rattlesnake-like clicking sound.

The king was a little frightened by the group of things, and kept shrinking back until his body was completely attached to the altar, and he did not stop moving.

In despair and helplessness, he chose to close his eyes and wait for death to come.

But after waiting for a long time, he is still alive.

I couldn't help but open my eyes and see that the group of monsters who had just opened their teeth and claws were honestly prostrate on the ground at this time, slowly retreating towards the outside of the temple.

If you look closely, their bodies tremble, and their eyes are full of fear.

Wang, who finally reacted, quickly raised his head.

Above the altar, the giant one-eyed stared at him.

"The object is highly concentrated, which is great!"

As the monster's hoarse voice sounded, Wang felt a heavy pressure in his brain, as if something had squeezed into his brain, pulling his mind, but he couldn't tell what it was.

The field of vision gradually began to blur, as if it was surrounded by a thick fog.

However, all his senses were still working as usual, but he couldn't control his body.

Wang Neng realized that he had been laid flat on the altar, and the red-haired woman had been swallowed by a large white cocoon growing from the ground.

Inexplicably, Wang felt that this was a kind of protection.

It's like a scientist protecting a guinea pig that he has carefully cultivated.

The woman was guinea pig number 1 and he was number 2.

Of course, the two of them were not the only creatures that could be destroyed by monsters, but the king couldn't control those anymore.

So sleepy......

The king seemed to return to his mother's belly, surrounded by warm amniotic fluid.

Cozy, warm, and even a little infatuated.

Is this a pre-operative anesthetic?

A thought popped through Wang's mind, and he suddenly felt that this one-eyed monster was quite professional.

Half-asleep, half-awake, he vaguely heard the voice of the monster.

"Strange creatures of flesh and blood."

"It is slightly different from the structure of the previous individual, which is very valuable for research."

was told by an inhuman creature that the structure was weird, and Wang didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while.

"Their skin seems to be non-transferable."

Wang looked at the two tentacles that looked like chains, and with a few slight swipes on his chest, his skin was uncovered in one piece, easier than taking off a piece of clothing.

"Have they stopped evolving?"

The one-eyed monster had been talking to himself as if he were taking a record of the operation.

The two tentacles stirred back and forth in the king's stomach, but the king felt nothing, as if the body was not his own.

"Bones are surprisingly strong!"

The monster sighed with emotion, raising its tentacle to wipe the chitin carapace above its eyeballs, like a tired doctor wiping the sweat from his forehead.

As a friend of the neurosurgeon, Wang wanted to tell it that it was non-compliant.

Sweat can cause wound infection, so the surgeon can't wipe his own sweat, as Strange told him.

It's a pity that he can't speak now, and can only watch himself being dismantled little by little.

"What a fragile species."

"Once the organ is cut in half, neither part will grow back."

Wang felt a little empty, and the organs in his stomach were taken out and placed around, some of which were cut into several pieces.

But the more this happened, the more calm his heart became.

Of course, it could also be because his heart was disintegrated into ashes by the beam of light shot by the monster's tentacles.

Wang now strongly suspects that the woman who screamed so miserably before was most likely frightened.

Because after such a long period of dissection, he still hasn't felt the slightest pain...

"Ah——————!h

The king screamed and sat up like the woman, still unable to control his body, and it was the body's protective mechanism that forcibly pushed him up.

The monster pulled the glowing tentacle tip out of the king's brain stem and shook it in disgust.

"The melting point of human beings is also not constant."

"An extraordinary nervous response."

Although the king could not resist, he really wanted to scold the one-eyed monster with pleasure.

The monster looked at the Supreme Mage with humiliation in his eyes, then reached out and plucked one of his eyeballs off.

"Doing research requires good hand-eye coordination."

"And you don't have eyes, I don't have hands."

"Haha-ha-ha-ha."

Its laughter was like a crappy robot without lubricant, dry and unpleasant.

The king, whose ears had been devastated by the sound of the devil, now had only one thought————

————Or you'd better kill me."

But the one-eyed monster clearly didn't intend to do this, and after laughing enough, he continued to wave his tentacles and began to study in earnest.

The king's fingers, toes, and two ears were cut off, and the monster set its sights on the one between his legs.

"Their appendages seem to be superfluous."

The king cried out in his heart, that thing was not superfluous, but unfortunately no one listened to him.

Just when he thought he was about to lose his identity as a man, on the platform outside the temple, a white light flashed, and a ★ shaped spatial passage suddenly appeared.

The girl, who had the ability to travel through the universe, rolled down the passage in embarrassment.

The monster withdrew its tentacles, and Wang silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Strangely, the monster didn't pay attention to America, but instead rolled its eyes and looked into the depths of the Dark Temple.

From the very beginning, the witch, who had been floating cross-legged in mid-air, slowly opened her eyes.

"Wanda, my daughter, you're finally back."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time..."