Standing for a moment, he reached out and pressed the side of the centaur girl's neck.

"Moria (wake up)!" Anglie whispered a spell break.

His hands lit up with a faint red light. The red light illuminated the centaur in the box and his face red.

It lasted for more than ten seconds, and the red light slowly dissipated.

Anglie withdrew his hand.

"Hmm" The centaur blonde girl slowly opened her eyes and woke up. She opened a pair of big eyes in a daze, looked at Anglie in front of her suspiciously, and then looked left and right at the box she was in.

"Also," she opened her mouth, screaming unconsciously at Angele.

Anglie frowned, and reached in with both hands, holding the girl's head with one hand, and reaching over with the other to open her eyelids.

The eyelids opened, revealing the blank green pupils inside.

"Can you understand me?" asked Anglie softly in Angmar.

The girl looked at him in a daze for a moment, then looked to the left in boredom, and at the same time stretched out her hands and grabbed the edge of the box, trying to get up, but it seemed that the strength was too small to support her body.

"Can you understand the words?" Anglie changed to Byron, the ancient Byronic language that many creatures could communicate with.

The centaur girl didn't react.

Then, Angret changed several languages, and even tried the Chaos language, which he didn't fully grasp, but it still had no effect.

He quietly looked at the centaur girl who was still moving in the box, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the brown bib on her upper body.

Laugh at!

The bandeau is ripped off.

A pair of plump snow-white breasts suddenly popped out.

"Ahh

Angel parted her chest, and between them, a bright red mark clearly disappeared from his vision.

It was a bright red mark resembling an anchor, with a small red snake wrapped around it.

"Sure enough. Angel took a breath, let go of the centaur girl, walked to another box, and also ripped off the bandeau of the centaur girl who was still unconscious, and between her chest, sure enough, there was also a bright red anchor and snake mark.

Angel shook his head helplessly, looking at the two centaur girls, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

"Since it is an affiliated organization of the slave trade fair, the people of the Scarlet Snake Ship have dealt with it, and it is estimated that there will be no hope of recovery. The two centaurs who have become idiots are estimated to be only used to extract blood. ”

With one hand, five silver streams of metal suddenly flew out from the fingertips of his five fingers, and the metal flowed into five silver threads, quickly tying up the two centaurs like ropes, and then gently lifted them.

Both centaurs were lifted straight into the air.

Anglie controlled the force field, supporting the two centaur girls, and walked directly to the spell room on one side.

With a click, the door to the spell room opened.

The two centaur girls were placed directly on the black floor, and the fine rune lines engraved on the ground made the awake centaur girl a little frightened.

Angel didn't care about her, and when he went out, he brought some special tools from the pharmacy.

Ever since he came from Earth, he has always wondered how these special creatures came to be like this. This is an opportunity to take a closer look.

A smile appeared on Angle's face.

Looking at the panicked centaur girl, he slammed the door to the spell room with his backhand. The red light flashed, and the door was locked.

He raised his left hand, and the wings of the snake-tailed black shadow in his palm fluttered slightly.

An inexplicable sharp voice suddenly sounded faintly. A little bit of the hallucinatory sigil's passive ability is activated.

The panic in the centaur girl's eyes suddenly calmed down, and her eyes shrank in place.

"Come here, come to me. Anglie whispered.

However, the centaur girl did not react.

Anglie guessed that it was because she couldn't understand her own language.

Chibrile walked over on his own. Drag the centaur girl to the center of the room. Let it stand in front of you.

The centaur girl who ripped off her bandeau stood in the center of the room with dull eyes, her hands hanging down on her sides like lotus roots, and her upper body skin was fair and smooth. From the lower abdomen after the navel to the slender waist, it gradually evolves into a pure white horse fur with a little fluff.

Angel reached out and touched her lower abdomen.

The skin was smooth and greasy, not the slightest bit unusual, warm as a ball of extremely elastic jelly. Touch it down further.

The skin began to become rougher, and the human skin, which was white and reddish, gradually became whiter, and finally turned into pure white fur completely.

Anglie touched his white fur. The fluff is soft and warm. The rest is nothing out of the ordinary.

Wrapping around behind the centaur girl, on the horse's butt, is a long, golden ponytail that drags vertically on the buttocks.

"Except for the upper body, the rest of the lower body is exactly the same as a horse. The junction is the lower abdomen, and in addition to the gradient color of the skin, the muscles inside are actually connected together. ”

Angel reached out and pinched the subcutaneous muscle lines of the centaur girl's body.

He carefully took out a syringe made of transparent crystal glass, the thickness of a thumb, from the black toolbox on the ground on one side.

The needle is a silver, metal-tipped thin needle.

After a few empty strokes, Anglie pressed the air inside, and took the syringe to the right side of the centaur girl. Reached out and pressed the skin on the right side of her neck.

He first stretched out his index finger, and a small metal spike extended between them.

With a snort, the metal spikes suddenly flashed red, ignited and ignited, and the tips were dyed with red flames.

Angel gently pressed the flame down the girl's neck.

Nothing happened.

The centaur girl still stood in the distance, motionless.

Anglie frowned, withdrew his spikes, and saw that there was not a trace on the centaur girl's neck.

"It is worthy of being known as a fire-resistant physique. He nodded in satisfaction, walked over to the toolbox, and pulled out a small stick like a brown cigar.

Returning to his original position, he reached out and wiped the tip of the baton.

With a snort, the short stick suddenly spontaneously combusted, emitting bright yellow flames.

As time passed, the tip of the stick gradually turned red. It's like a red-hot soldering iron.

Angel blew out the flames above. Then he pressed the red stick on the centaur girl's neck.

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There was a soft sound, and the centaur girl shuddered. A little hair on the surface of the skin on his neck was suddenly scorched. The circle around the skin touched by the short stick gradually began to redden.

Angel then removed the short stick, and saw that on the side of his neck, a red dot that was only burned red was clearly visible.

He then took the syringe and gently stabbed it diagonally.

Hiss,"

The syringe slowly lifted up, pulling out a tube of dark red clear blood, like red wine.

Go back to the toolbox, take out a test tube with a wooden plug from it, remove the wooden stopper, and put the fresh blood pressure in the needle.

Angre then repeated the action, drawing the blood of four test tubes from the two centaurs.

He took some walnut-sized fruit with red burrs from the material room, threw a bag to the two centaurs, and went out alone.

With the blood of four test tubes, I came to the pharmacy. Anglie began to analyze and filter the blood.

Three days later...

Anglie slowly walked out of the apothery. Holding a small bottle of green liquid in his hand, a crystal test tube only the thickness of a little thumb contained about half of the green solution.

"Finally extracted. He looked at the green liquid test tube in his hand with satisfaction. These days, he extracted the ancient bloodline from the blood of the two centaur girls by repeatedly extracting them, and then continued to use blood-replenishing drugs to tonify the two centaurs, and finally completely extracted all the blood in the two centaur girls.

That's all the mixed blood of the unicorn and centaur tribal leader that runs through the centaur girl.

Anglie didn't know what impurities were inside, or what kind of special abilities the centaur leader and unicorn would have when the pure bloodlines were mixed.

However, both of these bloodlines belong to the ancient bloodline.

He held the test tube, and there was a slight hesitation in his eyes.

After plugging the work, Angel opened the spell room again and looked at the centaur girl inside.

Both centaurs woke up, and the stench of excrement and food scraps filled the spell room. Seeing Angre walk in, both centaurs looked extremely excited, and they trotted towards the door, babbling from their mouths.

Angre frowned and let them run over, opening the door to the spell room and letting the two centaurs out. Stay in the basement hall.

He stretched out his fingers, and a faint white glow lit up on the nails.

"Nancy, have someone come over to the basement and clean the room. ”

"Yes, sir. Nancy responded immediately.

Angliel took the test tube and walked up the stone steps, he was not worried about other important rooms being entered, all the doors of the basement here must be melted by him with a metal force field before they could be opened, otherwise every room, except for the vents, is surrounded by a metal wall more than ten centimeters behind, there is no metal talent, he can only use violence to break into the door, and violence will definitely touch the three magic circle alarms set by Angliel. So security is for sure.

With the test tube, out of the basement, the petite Amy outside the door was already waiting outside, she held a shovel and a broom in her hand, and when she saw Anger coming to the door, she hurriedly greeted respectfully.

Anglie nodded, took the test tube and walked directly to the entrance of the second floor and entered the biology laboratory at the end.

As soon as he opened the door, a dark shadow suddenly pounced and stopped on Anglie's right shoulder. It was the black four-winged night sparrow.

Closing the door with his backhand, Anglie walked to the white test bench in a semi-circular arc with the test tube.

"Come here, Kirby. He whispered to the four-winged night sparrow on his shoulder, and gestured to the side of the table. Kirby is the name he gave to the Night Sparrow.

The four-winged night finch was so clever that it flew down, jumped to the place of his fingers, and looked at his master with his head raised. The bulging little body looks very cute.

Anglie smiled, walked to the other corner, and from a large aquarium, he grabbed a small turtle that had not been found in the lake for a long time.

The shell on the back of the baby turtle is gray-yellow with black patches, which looks a little dirty. The four fins kept swinging, and the gray-white head stretched out and shrunk, as if it wanted to struggle.

This is the ubiquitous Barry turtle, the most common lake creature, the freshwater turtle.

Anglie took the little turtle back to the test bench and took out the small test tube of green liquid from the previous moment.