In a dark basement in the Wizard's Castle, a middle-aged man in a white robe, a leather apron and a pair of strange glasses is fiddling with some strange magic props, and is very excited to do strange experiments.

Beside him, there was a strange assistant with a dull face and no life like a puppet, who was doing some simple things mechanically according to the requirements of the middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man is the owner of the Wizard's Castle, a thunder mage in the middle of the high-level realm-Salugvar.

However, the lightning mage is only one of his identities, and his other identity is a crazy alchemist.

On the evening of the second day after the disturbance in Gesar City, Jones, who went to investigate the situation, not only brought him the good news that the alien beasts in Gelsa City had been slaughtered, but also brought him an excellent test subject.

This test subject is none other than Lance, who was stunned by Nathan and others.

When Jones brought Nathan and the others to Sarugvar and explained the whole story, Sarugvar left the matter of collecting supplies to Jones.

And he himself plunged headlong into this dark basement that could not see the light, and began to test some of his experimental theories.

Sarugvar usually appears in everyone's field of vision as a noble magician.

But when he burrowed into this huge dark basement, he was a true madman, an alchemist.

As early as a few years ago, at the beginning of the war between the frontier vanguard troops of the Western Front and the undead, he secretly sent people to the border battlefield to capture the undead creatures, collect samples of the corpses of high-ranking warriors, and use them in his almost crazy anti-canopy experiments.

More than twenty years ago, when Salugvar was an apprentice magician, he stumbled upon a codex of "artificial undead people" from his teacher's library.

This codex clearly records how the greatest female alchemist, "Shelley Victor", created the powerful artificial undead man hundreds of years ago, and all the information about Frankenstein Victor.

This codex also made Salugvar, who has a very high magical talent, a crazy alchemist.

Shelley Victor is a strange alchemist who has always been passionate about creating new beings with self-consciousness through various alchemical secrets.

It was a crazy move, and at the time it was almost considered an act of anti-recognition.

In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, Shelley Victor secretly built a huge basement of several hundred square meters in a remote southern manor located near the sea in the Southern Kingdom.

And the most famous artificial undead, Frankenstein Victor, was created by her here.

This artificial undead man, named Frankenstein Victor by Shelley Victor, is made from various parts of the corpses of many high-level realm martial monks, and at the same time, his body also contains powerful power far beyond ordinary people, it can be said that this is Shelley Victor's most perfect test subject.

Although Frankenstein Victor has great strength, after being given life by Shelley Victor, his wisdom is only equivalent to that of a newborn baby.

Shelley Victor, who gave him life, kept him in a wide basement, teaching him knowledge, martial arts, and magic.

His talent for learning also surprised Shelley, and in just three years, Shelley felt that he had nothing to teach him.

Until one day, Shelley's strange behavior attracted the attention of the church.

In order to ensure that the perfect test object she had created was not destroyed, Shelley quietly released Frankenstein before the inquisitors of the Church arrived, and to this day no one knows the whereabouts of this artificial undead man.

Shelley Victor was also imprisoned by the Church until her death.

And Salugwa wants to create a perfect "artificial undead man" again through the experimental records in the codex.

However, the advent of the Dark Ages also gave him this excellent opportunity, and also provided him with a lot of experimental objects, especially those mutated zombies with extremely tenacious vitality, which gave him a lot of inspiration.

However, there were a few things that made him feel very puzzled, that is, after the Dark Ages came, the masters of the major forces seemed to have disappeared and never appeared, and even the elite troops of the two kingdoms disappeared inexplicably soon after.

This also caused some inconvenience to Sarugwa's experiments, because without the torso of a high-ranking martial artist as a material, his experiments could not be carried out at all.

But now, Jones has brought him a warrior monk who is strong enough.

"Wood, go and undress the experimental materials, wash them, the experiment is about to begin. ”

Salugvar fiddled with the strange lab equipment and gestured to his assistant beside him without raising his head.

Wood, that's the name Sarugwa gave to the assistant.

He was the experimental product of Salugwa, but due to the lack of good experimental materials, this artificial undead man made from the corpses of several beginner realm martial arts monks was just a defective product.

Still, Sarugvar was particularly happy, because it was also the first product of life he had given through alchemy.

Although Wood could only carry out some simple instructions and do some simple things in Sarugwa, it had already given Sarugvar hope of success and made him extremely excited.

"Yes, master. ”

Wood made a hoarse sound in his throat, as if the pronunciation system was not perfect.

Wood then took some tools from the side shelf and walked very stumblingly to the experimental materials that had been unconscious for a long time.

A day had passed since Lance had been drugged, and he was now laid out on a metal bed, his hands, feet, neck, and waist tied with sturdy belts.

Salugvar knew that this was a master who could slaughter the entire Gersa City with one person and one sword, and now that Salugwa wanted to experiment with him, of course he had to be cautious.

Wood walked over to the unconscious Lance, took out a pair of scissors, and with a few clicks, he cut all the clothes on Lance's body, and then very rudely ripped out the strips of rags, and ripped Lance clean.

Then Wood went to fetch a basin of water, took a towel, and wiped it on Lance's body, especially the heart area, and directly wiped the skin red.

More than ten minutes later, Woodmune's voice sounded again: "Master, the cleaning has been completed." ”

"Hmm. ”

Sarugvar finally looked up at Lance, who was naked, and then walked over with a cart full of experimental equipment and various magical potions.

After turning on a snow-lit magic orb, Salugvar stared at the naked Lance with fiery eyes, as excited as if he had seen a beautiful woman.

"This experimental material is simply perfect, although you are still alive, you will be the most perfect artificial undead man since Frankenstein Victor. ”

Sarugvar took off his gloves and stroked inch by inch on Lance's almost perfect body, not sparing a single part, feeling every inch of the experimental material.

His face flushed with excitement because of his excitement, and if anyone saw this scene, they would definitely think of Sarugwa as a pervert with a special fetish.

However, in the huge basement, there is only one crippled undead man who has no feelings and can't think.

Sarugwa finally regained his concentration in the midst of excitement.

He pushed the strange pair of glasses he was wearing, put on his gloves, took a syringe with the green liquid from the cart, and stabbed it into Lance's arm.

As the liquid was injected, Lance's body suddenly experienced a violent convulsion.

Wood, who was on the side, hurriedly held it down at the signal of Sarugwa.

Lance's convulsions continued for a long time before they slowly subsided.

However, on Lance's arm, which was infused with green liquid, green streaks like spider webs slowly appeared, and began to spread throughout his body.

"Huh, it's strange that he has such a strong rejection of the healing water? shouldn't be, as long as it's not an alien creature or an undead creature, he shouldn't have such a strong reaction, and he didn't wake up from his coma. ”

Sarugvar watched Lance's body react, frowning and muttering to himself.

You know, this is because he once paid a high fee in the Alchemist Guild in exchange for this healing potion that has a miraculous effect on life restoration.

If a dying person is injected with this healing water, as long as the vital organs of the body are not damaged, they will be cured quickly, and if it is injected into the body of a normal person, then the person's body will be extremely excited, and the vitality will be extremely vigorous.

This is also the conclusion he came to after many experiments.

After thinking for a moment, Salegvar took out a small needle containing a black liquid from the cart, and after thinking about it, gritted his teeth and injected it directly into Lance's other arm.

This black potion is a mutant virus made by Salugvar from the liquid extracted from the bodies of many mutant zombies, and then specially processed, as long as ordinary people inject a little bit into the blood, they will become the same monster as those mutated zombies.

With the infusion of black liquid, something even stranger happened again.

But this is also expected by Sarugwa.

When the black liquid was just injected into Lance's arm, the green reticulations seemed to have spotted an enemy, and they quickly concentrated and spread towards this arm.

In an instant, the black liquid was eroded away, and there was nothing left.

And these green reticulations seem to be still being consumed by some kind of energy, and they disappear after a while.

"Sure enough, as I thought, such a strong vitality will probably cause some trouble to the experiment, but why did the effect of the healing water disappear so quickly?"

After some observation, Salugwa still didn't understand why the infusion of healing water caused such a strong reaction to this experimental material.

As an alchemist, it is not uncommon for him to encounter problems in experiments.

He immediately pulled out a magical device that glowed with a faint blue light from the cart and, with Wood's help, began to examine Lance's body.

"Vital signs are vigorous. ”

"The physical strength is tough. ”

"The combat qi capacity is high-level. ”

"Huh, he's still a magic swordsman?"