"Zero?"

"Zero!" There was a moment of flickering, until Lu Mingfei shook her wrist, and the light of the flashlight shook with it, allowing people to see the full picture of the owner of those golden eyes.

"This is a mutated dragon blood subspecies," Lu Mingfei unconsciously grabbed Zero's hand, and his voice trembled slightly: "Look at this, this is not the high-ranking dragon clan's 'blood gift', this is a man-made product!" ”

"Something like this has been happening a long time ago," Zero replied softly,

"In ancient times, dragon blood was regarded by many as a secret medicine, and these blood had the power to change everything, and when someone injected them into the body of an animal, the creature itself would undergo strange mutations, and legend has it that some people gained immortality as a result, and some people became terrifying demons."

"This thing is probably a kind of demon," Lu Mingfei glanced at the real 'demon' in front of him, his scalp tingling.

The black long snake has brownish-gray wings and dragonfly wings on both sides of its back, and hideous bone spurs pierce the skin on its back, and many small appendages on both sides of the huge body, like amphibian limbs, with small webs, which look weird and grotesque.

"If it's a large number of mutant products, there should be a lot of 'waste products' produced," Zero Anomaly said calmly, "There are only a few experimental products that can maintain genetic stability after the dragon's blood mutation. ”

"Most dragon's blood subspecies have a specific species," Lu Mingfei leaned forward tentatively, and sure enough, he touched the transparent wall, "But what is this?" Forget about the 'Feathered Serpent', there are also insect wings. ”

"I don't know," Zero shook his head, "but it's only the outermost region, in other words, this dragon's blood subspecies is just a discarded experiment, even if he has such a genome." ”

"This place is like hell in the alchemy books." Lu Mingfei held a flashlight and shone around: "Where are we going?" On his right-hand side is an old-fashioned console with signs in English and Japanese, mostly phrases like feeding.

"What do you think is at the heart of what you're studying?" Zero let Lu Mingfei probe around, and while she was paying attention to the movement of the corridor outside, she looked at those points of light with her bloodline.

This kind of ghost place is distributed all over the world, those who have dragon blood, those who do not have dragon blood, those who desire wealth, those who are greedy for eternal life, and those who have talent are guided by the black hands behind the scenes, research different materials, develop products with different effects, and penetrate the whole world step by step.

"Improving the purity of the bloodline?" Lu Mingfei's statement is very general.

"No," the girl shook her head,

"It's about the study of God."

"This thing is definitely 108,000 miles away from God," Lu Mingfei pointed to the stitching monster behind him, pouting disdainfully, but his mind involuntarily skimmed over the pages of obscure notes.

Zero did not continue to speak.

"Why do you call pure-blooded dragons gods?" Lu Mingfei walked up to her and asked against the wall.

The girl shook her head: "Ready to go, we still need to go deeper." She gently opened the door a crack, sniffed the wind in the road, and went into the darkness with Lu Mingfei.

........ In a pre-effect glass chamber cooled by a large amount of liquid nitrogen, the non-metallic robotic arm worked in an orderly manner against the low temperature of minus 200 degrees, suspending the brass canister that had just been returned by Flamel in the center of the cabin.

"May God bless that old bastard of Angers." Directly in front of the cabin, the middle-aged man with gray sideburns had blazing eyes, and he stared at the bone vial that belonged to the dragon king.

"He brought us the ark of angels."

"What we're going to do next is simple," the Asian man in a white lab coat said with a feverish voice, "This won't be recorded by the Secret Party, and we won't be able to leave a record either." ”

"A lot of people here have joined this place for a variety of reasons, for survival, for money, for pursuit, but it doesn't matter, because we're about to touch the ultimate of living things, and we're going to step into ..... God's Domain! "There was no applause, no cheers, most of the people who could stand here were crazy people, and what they heard was the sound of heavier and heavier breathing, from themselves and from others.

"The vast majority of you are supporters of 'spiritualism,'" one researcher asked.

Is there any chance that her spirit will return? This is the king of bronze and fire, and no amount of liquid nitrogen can freeze her fire, which is the fire that ignites the world. ”

"In a word." Yoshihiro Toyama, the top director of the entire research institute, is a dragon researcher somewhere between the crazy and the uncrazy.

White King Blood.

"For the study of biology, the corpse of the dragon king and the undeveloped embryo, these two are the most wonderful materials, the holy body and the holy child, the latter is undoubtedly more valuable, but we need to take some risks," a bright smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

"That's what you said, the risk of spiritual regression."

"I thought our safety was the top priority." One researcher said, but many of his colleagues wrapped in white glared at him.

"Your so-called security is nothing to mention in the face of the greatness of the angels," Toyama Yoshihiro replied sarcastically, "Obviously, I can not care about your opinion, it is necessary to dissect and analyze the angels." The researcher who received the answer did not show any angry expression, but continued to ask: "What about the preparation for spiritual return?" Even if the flask is forcibly hatched, we have a chance of surviving with our abilities. ”

"That's the question worth answering, my dear friend," Toyama applauded softly, "The guinea pigs who make it their mission to slay dragons will be responsible for this kind of thing, and in fact this is the next step." ”

"After extracting the angel's embryonic stem cells and collecting specific data, we need to observe her transformation from the Holy Child, the moment of birth, which will take place in front of us, and then she will be attracted to something else, to the place of the guinea pig." The man spread his hands slightly: "Aren't the guinea pigs there for this kind of thing?" Dragon slaying, what a heroic word, we should pay the highest respect to these people. ”

"I don't like the Lord of Bronze and Fire," laughed one researcher, "and her flames will turn our heroes into monotonous coke, so how can we pay homage to them with a scalpel." The white-clad researchers laughed in unison.