That day Alsace asked him, "Do you have any specialty?" ”

Soval didn't answer immediately, he just looked Arthas in the eye and stared at him for a long time before taking his eyes off him. Then the man set his sights on the one without a jaw or something... Morality. Cover.

"You can make one for him."

When I heard this, I frowned and put a chin on him? That means he'll be able to speak again. But when you think about it, it doesn't have to be ...... Even if he is fitted with a chin, it is estimated that it can only serve a decorative role, at most, it will not let his tongue hang like that.

Arthas shook his head, "I'm recruiting generals, not carpenters, are you a carpenter?" ”

"I just like to put these things together," Soval said. ”

I didn't understand what he meant. I thought it was like a carpenter and a stonemason, stacking bricks and wood on top of each other to make a thing. I looked at Arthas, but he didn't look at me, just stared at him, "You can all splic...... What? ”

"I can fight...... But I'm still an artist...... Sculptor. ”

When I heard what he said, I suddenly felt a little ...... Not very happy. It suddenly occurred to me that I used to be a painter too. I used to live and be proud of it. This guy says he's an artist...... He even said that he was an artist! Is this a complete self-release after death?

I stared at him with a little disgust, and Arthas was dismissive. He shook his head, "But I don't need an artist, I don't need a sculptor. What I want to create is a new world, and I don't need that flashy thing. ”

Soval tilted his head, but there was no change in his eyes, no emotion. "Beautiful things are powerful." He said.

That's true, but at this point I just want to despise him, and I feel like I'm hit inside, and I don't like him at all.

Arthas didn't retort, didn't nod, didn't know whether he didn't understand or disdain.

"All the beautiful things in this world are just right, one more is too much, and one less is too little." I didn't understand what he said, what does it have to do with power? He continued: "It is difficult to use that kind of technique, to manipulate that kind of power, without being too much and not lacking, like carving. ”

"In my hands, they are not stones, nor clods of mud, they are all alive, their muscles should be smooth and full, tough but not stiff, their eyes should be full of emotion and not like dead fish." As he said this, there was a sudden glimmer of light in his eyes.

"I can give them life." He said.

Arthas just said lightly: "What can you do for me?" ”

He looked earnestly at Alsace and "created the greatest works of art." ”

Arthas frowned. But Soval said brightly, "You won't be disappointed." ”

At that time, Alsace's eyes were not only confused, but also disappointed. But when he saw the so-called artwork, he completely changed his initial attitude.

When I saw his creation, I was amazed, he was not carving, he was not kneading mud, he was dissecting corpses. I have to say that this guy is really very familiar with the structure of the human body, and this familiarity is no less than that of a butcher who engages in professional slaughter.

When the butcher slaughters the livestock, he must be very familiar with where he stabs and bleeds, the connection of muscles and tendons, and the relationship between tendons and bones. But he wasn't dissecting livestock!

This immediately made me extremely interested in this guy.

He would bleed the dead bodies, but the blood in the dead bodies would turn into blood clots, but he always had a way to get the blood out, so to speak, and draw it out.

He never explained to us how or why he did it, but when he stitched together a whole bunch of stumps, severed arms, and torsos, you couldn't connect it to a work of art. It can also be said that it is not at all side.

But Arthas laughed when he saw it, and his laughter made me feel more than surprise, I can't remember the last time he laughed, but it was not a mockery, but a laugh. I can't believe he could still be amused at that time. Then he asked Soval, "Can this thing move?" ”

Soval asked Alsace seriously, "Is this work of art beautiful?" ”

Alsace was so interested at the time that he pouted and smiled, "It's beautiful." ”

In my eyes, this thing can't have anything to do with beauty anyway, because it's stitched, so the body of that thing is unusually large, not huge, it's huge. It is a volume that does not normally exist at all. And I didn't see how he filled his belly, so I didn't quite understand what was stuffed inside.

The leg is still the same leg, and the arm is also the same arm, but under the back of the corpse's neck, the right shoulder blade and spine bone are forced to pick up a leg.

True, it was not an arm, but a leg, but the foot was replaced with a hand.

The head of this thing has also been treated, and one eye has no eyelids. To this day, I don't know why I cut off the eyelid of one eye.

As Soval slipped the weapon into the monster's hands, Arthas nodded in satisfaction.

The rest was left to Alsace.

Arthas's eyes were filled with anticipation, and as he pressed his sword to the monster's forehead, wisps of pale blue energy sucked onto its skin like a plant rooting. Suddenly, the eyelidless eyeball moved. At once he looked at Arthas who was standing in front of it.

It's really frustrating to look at people with eyeballs without eyelids.

The big eyeball felt like it was going to fall out of its socket. The other eye is clear, but it still can't be opened. This look is really ridiculous and terrifying.

When Arthas finished infusing the energy, it was like a machine full of electricity, and it stood up directly. This huge body feels big when it lies down, but when it stands up, it feels even more terrifying. The eyeballs bigger than the copper bell bulged like this, and the mouth on the expressionless face grinned exaggeratedly. The chains on its body were thick and large, and one normal hand held an iron hook and the other an axe. And the one on his back was holding a long, large machete in his hand.

The monster was the original abomination, and since then the artist has gone further and further on the path of invention and innovation.

Ah, this is certainly not Parchvik, this monster was destroyed in Andorhar, but the abomination modeled on it began to be created more and more. So much so that later there was a large number of abhorrence of being stuffed with all kinds of strange things in the stomach. Some are with batteries, some with venom. But this pure violent hatred is what they love most.

However, he was too slow to create hatred on his own, so when he returned to Andorhar, he discovered a rare talent, and that fellow was just like Soval who liked art, like body art.

When Soval led him to the path of transforming the human body, that guy really put his perverted talent to the fullest, especially the ferocity that completely surpassed their mentor.

However, instead of returning to Northrend with Arthas, the guy stayed in Keldaron. Few people remember the name of this man, the first person in the Scourge Legion to be called the Professor, and the monster called the Swallower is his masterpiece.

He has a woman-sounding name...... Sulling.