The moment Ye Ning burst into the central tank, the more than ten biological storage tanks around him seemed to be activated, and they began to emit a red halo. A dark red like blood permeated the space. From the youngest three-year-old child to the giant octopus, the creatures in these jars seem to be stripped of the essence of life in an instant, their bodies begin to wither, their skin decays, and finally erodes into an unrecognizable mass of substance.

One by one, the living beings, their vitality was completely squeezed out at this moment. The whole process is terrifying and shocking, and everyone who sees it will be horrified by the powerful consumption of life force.

At the same time, the power of the creatures was constantly being drawn from their bodies, as if pulled by an invisible force, flowing down the pipes that stretched above the jars to the central jar. It looks like a complex and sophisticated mechanism at work, pooling the energy of these creatures and channeling them into the same place.

In the end, all the power was delivered to that large central tank filled with colorful liquids. The injection port at the top begins to inject a variety of substances of different colors, which looks colorful and beautiful, but it also hides mysteries. The feast of vivid colors is performed in a large central tank, where the multicolored liquid is activated by the new substances continuously introduced into the injection port, forming a dazzling visual feast.

A series of pipes on the top of the jar seem to become the carrier of life at this moment, quickly transporting the power from each jar to the large tank in the center of the laboratory. After receiving the infusion of these powers, the colorful pots begin to change themselves. At the entrance of the top, streams of various substances flow down from above like a waterfall, which is the beauty of life and the cruelty of life.

Wailing and frantic energy fluctuations throughout the lab. It's like a spectacular and terrifying nightmare, but it's more like a revelation of the nature of life, life and death, struggle and submission, can all be turned into a stream of power and desire, which can be transmitted and fused at this moment.

Looking at the ongoing experiment in front of him, the eldest prince's heart was full of struggle and anger. The various machines in the laboratory worked like muscles, and the entire space was surrounded by colorful lights and shadows, and the power that should have belonged to him was now completely in the hands of another person.

The pain and unwillingness of the Great Prince were clearly visible on his face, and the harsh and distorted expression clearly reflected the anger in his heart. How difficult it was for him to communicate with the robots, and what a huge price he had paid to get the opportunity for this experiment, however, when he was about to step into the experiment tank, he lost this precious opportunity due to a sudden change, and the depression and anger seemed to be indescribable.

He clenched his fists, his body trembling slightly, unable to bear the suffocating situation in front of him. He turned his head to look at the silver robot, and despite understanding the ruthless nature of the robot, he still wanted to find a glimmer of hope, and he hissed and asked, "Is there no way to stop experimenting?" ”

Every corner, every light and shadow, every minute and second seems to be torturing the heart of the great prince. This experimental site, once called Hope, has now become a source of pain in his heart, and he faces the struggle between power and loss of power, and the anger and unwillingness in his heart echo in this space.

The robot calmly answered the question of the eldest prince, "Once the experiment starts, you can't stop. Its voice seemed to come from the abyss, cold and unforgiving. After hearing this answer, the Great Prince's body sat down on the cold hard floor of the laboratory as if it had been struck by grief and disappointment, along with his hopes and dreams.

The robot's face is expressionless and filled with various mechanical devices. It is impossible for it to have human emotion, its eyes, is it sympathy or ridicule? None of that matters anymore. At this moment, the eldest prince was trembling as he watched the ongoing experiment, unable to do anything but anger and despair.

Filled with grief and disappointment, a heavy sense of depression pervades the air. The eldest prince sat on the ground, facing the unchangeable facts in front of him, his heart was full of unwillingness and pain, he needed to make a decision, but this decision could change everything completely.

His fists clenched, and his inner struggle rolled like a wave. He believes in a simple principle: if he can't get it, then no one wants it.

The Great Prince made up his mind, but when he stood up and clenched his fists and was about to take action, the silver-white robot said again: "Don't worry, wait for his experiment to be completed, and then grab him and transfer his power to you." ”

Hearing the robot's words, the Great Prince seemed to see a ray of light in the abyss of despair. He raised his head, his eyes flashing with anticipation and hope: "Can you really pass on the power to me again?" He asked.

The robot's answer made the fire in his heart burn again: "It's true that there are some troubles, but as our partners, we will naturally do our best to help you." ”

Then, the robot turned its gaze to the glare jar: "As soon as he comes out, we'll take it down as soon as possible." I would take the opportunity to inject him with a sedative, and he would be affected by the sedative and pass out. ”

The emotions of the eldest prince are like a roller coaster. Faced with the hope of getting it again, his body seemed to be injected with new energy. His clenched fists showed firmness and determination, and his gaze was fixed on the colorful jar, as if looking for the best time to act.

In the laboratory, the light flowed on the constantly running machinery, reflecting the standing figure of the Great Prince, his face was a little pale, but his eyes were full of determination and bravery. He was waiting for an opportunity, for that moment to turn things around, a scene full of light and hope, but not a trace of suspense.

In this unique space, Ye Ning was tightly wrapped in colorful substances, and his skin felt the substantial presence of matter. These seemingly gas-like transparent substances have an unrivalled texture, they are soft and rubbery, and at the same time they are like hard steel, bending and rebounding.

The colors of the matter are wonderful, like the Northern Lights jumping in the night sky, or the Christmas lights twinkling, flowing and magnificent. Sometimes the flowing light solidifies into a cloud under amber, and sometimes it falls into the rising morning glow. The sparkling light seems to travel through time and space, adding a bit of mystery and incredibleness.

The flickering light shone on Ye Ning's body, coating his skin with a mysterious aura. He felt the pressure around his body mounting, the feeling of oppression surrounded by this colorful substance, as if he was trapped in a huge bubble from which he could not break free.

In his ears, the sound of the flow of colorful matter came to his ears, and these sounds seemed to contain the mysteries of the universe. It was the murmuring sound of running water, accompanied by the blowing sound of the air flowing, and the faint oscillation of electromagnetic waves. These wonderful sounds come together to form a symphony that belongs only to this world.

Ye Ning could feel that this big jar might be filled with the Star Soul Body. These colorful substances are like a combination of matter and power, full of solidity and elasticity.

These colored substances are constantly squeezing Ye Ning due to being compressed, but these colored substances are also constantly restraining their own expansion, which is the star soul expressing kindness with its own actions.

But why didn't Star Soul say a word? Ye Ning asked in his heart, but this mass of substance just crossed over Ye Ning, as if he wanted to say something more, but he couldn't say it.

Ye Ning was curious, and he asked again: "Could it be that as long as these robots enter this laboratory, you won't be able to speak, or will they be overheard when you speak?" ”

And the star soul continued to slash across Ye Ning's skin, suddenly touching, and suddenly stopping, as if telling Ye Ning that this was the case.

Ye Ning also felt the helplessness of the star soul, such a big soul was compressed into such a small jar, it was indeed a little crowded. Ye Ning could only say to the Star Soul: "Don't worry, we will definitely escape!" ”

Suddenly, the pressure in the jar suddenly increased.

The moment the pressure suddenly increased, Ye Ning seemed to feel the gravity of the entire universe pressing against him. He looked up and saw that the space above the jar was distorted, and streams of concentrated power were frantically pouring in from all directions like a surging torrent, and the highly pure color shone brightly, which was the manifestation of all the wisdom and energy of other living beings, and each trace of color represented the essential power of a living being.

These forces were constantly channeled from the walls of the tank, each of which had a terrifying intensity. They quickly gather on top of the jar, forming a huge pressure cluster, symbolizing that infinite energy is accumulating, ready to be released in an instant.

The air around him became heavy due to the increase in pressure, as dense as a lead ball, making it difficult for Ye Ning to breathe. This is not just surrounded by colored light, but more like being locked by layers of invisible force fields, as if he is at the bottom of the deep sea.

Ye Ning felt like a small boat churning in a storm, his limbs were weak, and his body was pressed lower and lower by the invisible force, until in the end, he had to use all his strength to stick himself to the cold tank wall, in order to find a trace of safety.

The aura on the ground flashed and flickered, and it seemed that it was also suffering from this endless oppression. Ye Ning looked at the flowing rainbow light, and only felt that all the energy in his body was struggling fiercely, like a spring of energy that was flowing but could not be released.

The entire jar seemed to have turned into a huge pressure cooker, which was accelerating the refining of the power of every living being, and he was a rough stone being tempered in this pressure cooker. Another painful test began.