Elaine raised an eyebrow slightly.

The Blood Servant got up to flee.

Elaine stretched out her hand.

The Blood Servant was forced to sit down.

Crushing the head of the [remains] that came up to her, Elaine looked around slightly.

A darkened room with a Comorian twist.

The poisonous gases that linger around the body, the huge storage tanks mixed with internal organs and all kinds of unknown potions, the walls made of flesh and skin are hung with all kinds of twisted and deformed flesh and blood creations, and from time to time there are terrible howls of various races and this extremely unique sticky flesh and blood smell from the depths of the earth...

- Originally, I was just talking, but I didn't expect to be in Comoros...

Elaine's mood was a little complicated.

After all kinds of unknown complications, she came to this huge city in the network tunnel, and to be honest, she was a little unexpected.

Elaine also didn't know what would happen to Colchis's side after he dismantled the Iron Man's logic center.

Although she also wanted to go back quickly, the current situation obviously did not allow it.

Elaine sighed as she glanced at the steel needles stuffed in her fingernails, as well as the ear canals, neck, and many other torture instruments.

Under the frightened expression of the Blood Servant, Elaine casually broke free from the restraint made of unknown metal, removed the many torture instruments embedded in the cracks of the flesh but never pierced the flesh, and moved her body slightly.

Obviously, the physiology of the genetic prototype gave this blood man a little bit of a human imperial shock.

The Bloody Servant, who had terrified many Comoroan slaves, was now being carried by Elaine with one hand like a chicken—and his monstrous mechanical prosthesis, with its multi-purpose functions of transformation, killing, torture, experimentation, etc., was crumpled into scrap metal by some terrible strange force.

It wasn't until Elaine finally pulled the last torture instrument out of his ear canal that he was put down.

Elaine sighed.

This group of black bean sprouts is really big.

She herself couldn't have imagined that so many terrible torture instruments could be stuffed into her body - although she was not harmed in the slightest, if it was not a genetic prototype lying here, but an ordinary person's body, I am afraid that she would have been tortured to the point of inhumanity.

Luckily she's a sports... Genoplasma.

Elaine thought to herself a little nonsensically, and set her eyes on the trembling Blood Servant in front of her.

"Next, I ask, you answer."

Picking up the headless corpse on the side and threatening the other party, Elaine said.

Seeing the corpse of his servant, the Blood Servant nodded frantically in even more horror.

"Where am I?"

"Cole, Comoros..."

"Where is the Comoros?"

“… Channel. ”

"What's a network?"

“… The network is... An ancient creation of the Elves that traveled through the galaxy. ”

Elaine quickly and succinctly asked the Blood Servant in front of him some of the most basic questions, and the alien creature clearly had a certain degree of rationality.

She was satisfied.

"Good. So who are you? ”

Throwing the headless corpse aside, Elaine shifted gear.

“… I am Servius, a blood servant from the school of Nemesin. ”

Looking up at the tall and burly female of unknown race in front of him, Servius shivered a little.

He kind of regretted taking the order...

"Now, that [Victor] shouldn't have come to power yet..."

Elaine was thoughtful.

If she guessed correctly, it would be a few millennia before Asdoubar Victor, who controlled the Comoros, came to power.

Today's Comoros is just a refuge for the surviving Aeldarins in the galaxy...

Thinking of this, Elaine couldn't help but have some plans in her mind, so she continued to ask Servius.

"What is the current situation in the Comoros?"

"By the way, I need to know everything I need about the city right now—what you know, what you don't know, I need to know."

“……”

“……”

Under Elaine's interrogation, Servius slowly told him all he knew.

Today, the Comoros, as she expected, is in a state of ruin.

Nine hundred years ago, not even the cities within the network were spared from the terrible catastrophe that had been fought by the Bloodmen - Servius was still an apprentice of the Blood Servants, and the Comoros was still in its former glory, all of which had vanished with the terrible weeps that swept across the galaxy, and he had witnessed his teacher's soul being taken away by Madame.

To this day, Servius is still terrified by the teacher's painful and bitter wails.

Most of the network city-states were destroyed in that terrible crisis, but the largest of them, Comoros, was not completely destroyed - but served as a refuge for the vast majority of the spirits except the Ark.

As a beginner, Servius joined the Comoros Society of Blood Men and became an excellent Blood Warrior for the course of 900 years.

It wasn't until a few days ago that Servius had received a commission from the Comorian nobility to transform Elaine, an unknown creature, into a twisted abomination and send it to the Comorian gladiatorial arena.

Servius is naturally very good at this kind of thing, he has killed countless lives for hundreds of years, he naturally does not care about this huge test subject, he still has the pride of the Spirit Empire, he knows that most of the life of this size is just a group of monkeys with brute strength.

So, he took the business without any worries.

At first, as a busy Blood Servant, Servius did not focus on Elaine's body, but only ordered the remains of his slave to give her a simple torture instrument.

However, the remains did not complete the task, and all the torture instruments related to the piercing type could not be used, not even Elaine's pupils could be pierced.

At that time, Servius had some foreboding. He began to feel that the huge barbarian life in front of him gradually exuded a terrifying unknown, and even though she was still asleep, she continued to exude a strong sense of crisis.

Until he finally had the time to work on the experiment himself—

Something terrible happened.

He couldn't handle her in any way, neither high-frequency resonance devices nor single-molecule needles could do any harm to her body.

This is a body structure that Servius cannot understand, and he can't even defeat Elaine's skin.

He tried everything he could, but time passed day after day, and the strong sense of crisis became more and more serious.

Until, Elaine opened her eyes.

Pinch his minions to death, and ravage his proud mechanical prosthetics into scrap metal.

That's all Servius knew.

……

……

The second update!

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