"Master. ”

Lei Luo came behind the old monster, and with intently inquisitive eyes, he looked at the dreaded tree in a languid state, and then at the petrified specimen of the broken insect nest.

"Huh?"

The old monster looks like he has nothing to do.

He was constantly using his black nails to poke at a mutated bear head on the trunk of the Dreadtree.

Every time the black nails poked, the bear's head would growl in wail, and roar angrily at the old monster, trying to gnaw on the old monster's arm.

The old monster seemed to enjoy the wailing of the monster specimens, constantly trying to fight back but helpless, and admiring the process of turning from anger to horror and despair.

The eerie laughter continued.

Lei Luo took a deep breath and said, "Are these parasites the culprits of the Tree of Fear's mutation?"

A large and a small dead fish glanced at the parasite specimen that Lei Luo was observing.

"This is the Blood Dreadworm, the spreader of Nightfall Pollution, at the bottom of the Nightfall biological chain, but capable of infecting creatures outside Nightfall, gradually transforming them into deformed walking dead. ”

The old monster explained.

Under the frightened eyes of several mercenaries, Lei Luo and the old monster stood together, and actually began to dissect the parasitic head on the branch of the strange tree on the spot.

During the brutal and bloody experiment, a group of little mercenaries couldn't stop swallowing their saliva, and their eyelids jumped wildly.

There were about sixty or so heads of all kinds on the trunk of the Tree of Terror, hanging like fruits, as a research specimen of terrifying appearance, the stronger the vitality, the more fierce the resistance, the more it could arouse the interest of the old monster, and the eerie and excited laughter continued.

Lei Luo also entered this frenzied and excited research process, and gradually experienced the joy of the scholar spreading terror.

In the process of rational learning, in the process of exploring knowledge, let these so-called powerful horror creatures feel the horror of real scholars, what is the real horror.

What an indescribable sense of excitement!

Lei Luo found a large number of large parasites with rice grains.

These parasites are densely packed in the brain.

Under a magnifying glass.

These parasites are between 0.1cm~0.2cm in length, the head occupies two-thirds of the length of the body, the mouth is a sucker, Lei Luo can see the fine teeth in the sucker, and the body is greatly degenerated, only some soft tentacles.

What caught Lei Luo's attention was that on the top of this parasite's head, there was a small special tentacle, which was like a spiritual light.

Lei Luo remembered a specimen in his collection.

It was a mutated giant toad that was killed by the Eye of the Sun and Moon on the first floor of the pyramid and the Eye of Analysis, and the giant toad possessed a very powerful illusion ability, which came from the strange tentacles on the top of its head.

At this moment, the special tentacles on the top of the heads of these microscopic parasites seem to bear a great resemblance to this specimen?

And the first floor of the Pyramid of the Sun and Moon Demon Eye is obviously a space opened up by the Qur'an elves who have studied some of the power of the blood civilization, so the creatures inside also have similarities with the creatures of the night.

"Master, you mean, there's no contamination yet?"

The process of dissecting the black nails of the old monster seems to be an art.

In the process of Lei Luo's research on these parasites, the old monster had already completely dissected the bear monster's brain, and it was wrapped in a layer of dim black mist in the palm of his hand, admiring it with interest.

"That's pretty much it. ”

The old monster observed the bear's head brain, and responded: "Those mutated blood demon flowers already have some blood eye tree characteristics, you don't pay attention to those blood demon flowers, go to find the source of the mutation, once you find the trace of the blood demon, immediately launch the summoning advent technique, I will arrive as soon as possible, it is best to directly catch them all!"

"Got it!"

Lei Luo said tentatively, "The legend of the Tree of Dread in the Thorn Forest was also caused by these blood horror insects?"

"Two or three years ago, when scholars were just in their infancy, they could only get some information from foreign classics and temple hymns, and those records did not contain any strictly forbidden data from scholars, so it was difficult to know the specific truth at that time. ”

The prosperity of scholars is only a matter of the last few hundred years, and at the end of the Middle Ages two or three thousand years ago, not even the X-mask organization of scholars appeared.

I thought about it.

Lei Luo took out the tentacles of the mutated giant toad on the first floor of the Sun and Moon Demon Eye pyramid.

"Hey, what is this?"

Corleone, who was studying bear brain, turned his head, and he had a keener insight into specimens, and after being surprised, he actually observed and studied it with great interest.

"Show me. ”

A moment later.

This tentacle was actually used as the control core by the old monster, and in the wrapping of the ghostly light in the palm of his hand, he controlled the blood horror insects in the tree of fear, and all of them crawled out of the tree of terror.

"It's so interesting! This is a spiritual resonance transit organ, look, this head has been resurrected!"

As all the remaining blood ticks in the Tree of Dread gathered in this head, a large amount of viscous and smelly liquid poured into the head of this dry and twisted mercenary as Lei Luo and the old monster excitedly observed, and he actually regained his 'vitality'.

"Master, is this thing equivalent to a hive queen?"

"It seems that this is most likely the case, so let's observe its way of thinking first and see if it can be controlled through communication. ”

On the trunk of the terror tree, the mercenary's head opened its eyes.

After turning his eyes 360° like insects, his pupils looked at Corleone and Raylo, and the corners of his mouth showed a touch of cruel evil.

"My mom loves me so much, and you will also be a part of my mom's body, hum hum hum. ”

The old monster and Lei Luo looked at this head, but they all revealed a touch of even more evil cruelty.

"It seems that his soul mind has been completely lost, and can only be controlled by other methods. ”

The old monster took out the experimental tools on the dissecting table, and all kinds of scalpels, pipe wrenches, and test tubes were densely packed.

"Yes, yes, little guy, just keep it in such a state of excitement, the process of burning life force may be a little painful for a while, just bear with it, you must not cry, you must not cry. ”

Not for a while.

"No, no, I'm in pain, woo woo, I'm going to tell my mom, woo woo, let go of my ......"

Several mercenaries looked at Lei Luo and the old monster, as if no one was dissecting and studying the horror tree, cutting off their twisted heads one by one, and starting all kinds of inhumane experiments, their eyelids jumped wildly, and their faces were ugly.

The female magicians of the mercenary squad are not very strong.

She followed behind the two of them and watched the whole process, without saying a word, as if she had become a junior who humbly sought advice.

She looked at this monster that was still terrifying in front of everyone just now, and in the blink of an eye, under the scalpel of these two strange scholars, she couldn't stop wailing and begging for mercy, and instinctively feared in her soul, watching them carry out all kinds of cruel experiments, after her initial panic, she actually gave birth to a little inferiority complex and gloom in her heart.

These two are true scholars!

And he is just a magician.

When I was studying at the academy, I was obsessed with participating in all kinds of ballroom balls, fighting endlessly for the fame and fortune of the family title, and secretly proud of one or two dresses and perfume luxuries.

The instructor said that the so-called scholars are divided into three levels.

The first level is the magician.

Magicians are just people who grasp the superficial power of academics, and nobles who use scholars as status ornaments to better enjoy life by using their status as magicians.

The second level is the explorer.

Explorers have found their own areas of academic specialization, and they are the backbone of humanity's quest for the tree of truth.

In the knowledge reserve of various natural sciences, their academic knowledge paper contributions account for more than 90%, and such people often give birth to one or two for every hundred students, that is, the so-called titlers during the student period, and becoming such a person is just a youth on the road of scholars.

The third level is the true scholar.

They indulge in the joy of exploring truth and knowledge, are obsessed with the pursuit of the unknown, and regard the scholar's exploration life as their own, except for the exploration of truth and knowledge, they are almost useless, and they have no hobbies.

In front of them, there is no real fear, because they are the creators of fear!

They make all the strange creatures who claim to be the embodiment of fear feel what real fear is, and even others who are also human beings will be shocked and creepy by the madness of scholars before they become a real scholar!

They are the leaders of the times.

The birth of every such scholar will be the wealth of human academic knowledge, and they will almost raise the academic knowledge base in their respective fields to a higher level, and even raise the overall foundation of truth of scholars to a higher level like the three pioneers!

Unfortunately, there are too few real scholars.

The vast majority of so-called scholars are just magicians.

Just like this world, the vast majority of people are inactive, indulging in their own enjoyment of life.

She never quite understood what her mentor meant to be a true scholar.

Is there such a person in the world?

Listening to the teacher's meaning, it seems that this kind of scholar is no longer human, how can human beings be very different from other human beings because of their knowledge and habits?

Until this moment, she seemed to see what the mentor was pointing from these two people.

They are both scholars, and they are all human beings.

But at this moment, she was a little creepy about the content of the conversation, the experimental process, and the way of thinking of these two people!