Release that Witch

The continental spine airspace, the **** of God. M.x.

The owner of the Scorpio walked under the tower and strode into the remodeling cave at the bottom.

Before being officially crowned with the name of the gods, the city was once one of the most famous cities in the Blackrock Field, and its history is close to a thousand years. It has visited this place more than once, and the complicated cave structure does not cause any trouble to it. The only thing that irritates it is the masked monarch Nasopelle.

"Adult, my Lord is conducting a crucial test. Do you have a pass with the master beforehand?" At the gate of the test site, a rising body was stopped in front of Heikezod. As a masked attendant, it apparently chose the same path as the Maharajah that he served. The two heads were forcibly connected by the magic stone device, which looked both deformed and ugly.

"Get out of the way!" Heckzod didn't want to talk nonsense with it. He raised his hand and knocked the attendant over to the ground.

If it is a combat-type ascendant, it may have to think a little bit, but the mask is quite thorough on the road of transformation. Most of the magic stones that are integrated are not suitable for combat. The ability of the ascendant to follow it is also natural. Can be imagined.

Probably aware of the repressed anger of the Scorpio Lord, the servant closed his mouth with interest.

Heckzod pushed open the heavy stone door and walked into the test site without heading back. It did not unfold the twisted door and stepped forward to the front of the mask. It was already the greatest respect.

Behind the door is an extremely empty cave.

Tens of thousands of glowing magic stones are scattered on the top of the rock, just like the night sky filled with stars. At the foot, there are dense inferior bodies. They are more numerous than the magic stone. Most of them are worm-like, and they are kept in the fence like livestock, and they are repeatedly stimulated by the magic core.

Heckzod couldn't help but frowned.

Even in inferior bodies, they are the most useless ones. Without hands and feet means that they can't work, and extremely low intelligence is difficult to achieve. However, the unexpected discovery of the carrier test is probably due to the fact that the meridians are extremely primitive and simple, and they have the highest success rate when they are combined with foreign bodies, and are ideal parasites.

Of course, not every worm inferior body can live to resonate with the growth **** stone, and the dead will be the feed of the next group of inferior bodies, and successfully adapt to the symbiotic state to become a qualified weapon.

The Lord of Scorpio naturally does not sympathize with these incompetent incompetent people. Compared to the previous ones, they can at least contribute to the community. It is dissatisfied with the twisted taste of the mask.

The transformation process can be placed in a closed cave, but the other party deliberately placed it in the most striking area. The four high-hanging suspension bridges crossed the heads of tens of thousands of inferior bodies from four directions, and were connected to the stout pillars in the center of the cave. Whenever you want to enter the center of the test site, you have to be forced to "appreciate" the other party's triumph.

Inferior body tumbling body, squeaking when suffering pain, scent of excrement, and ** skin capsules of various failed works, make the whole cave smoldering. No normal family can enjoy staying in such a dark and negative place. The mask will place the laboratory on a stone pillar. Heikezod even suspects that its brain has already undergone some kind of fusion process. Damage will become more and more unreasonable.

Through the suspension bridge, it found Nasopele in the top floor renovation room.

Seeing the sight in front of me, the Lord of Scorpio suddenly felt angry and sighed. I saw that the masked monarch was looking around the iron bird wreckage that was dragged back from it. There were several human aristocrats who were ignorant and ignorant, and the only one still alive. The person was caught in the hands of the other party, the face was extremely frightened, and the obvious wet marks were visible on the robe.

"Nasopelle!" it shouted. "Who allows you to automate the people I bring? Even if you want to experiment, you should pass my permission!"

It is no wonder that it is furious and has painstakingly transferred land-migrating people to the Great Rift Valley, and then sent them to God of God to prevent the Grey Fortress from expanding the war potential, and at the same time, to supplement the labor efforts in the city. It can be said that it is a multi-pronged strategy. Unexpectedly, I just thought that with a group of human beings returning to the **** of God, there was a worried winter aristocrat who came to the door and said that several companions were taken away by the guards, and the whereabouts are still unknown.

This will undoubtedly undermine the stable order it has built up.

What makes Heckzod most unhappy is that it is only a matter of grasping the civilians to do the experiment. The other side is the aristocratic and the latter is the key to controlling the people at the bottom. If there is no call and appeal from the nobility, it is necessary to indicate this number. Tens of thousands of people, the effort and time will inevitably be several times more.

"Hekzod's adult...help me!" The living aristocrats shouted with a crying cry as they saw the savior.

"Ah... it turned out to be the Lord of Scorpio." The mask turned back and didn't think. "I have to say that this is a misunderstanding. I really like the fusion essence, but that doesn't include the best of the bugs. I have already got it six hundred years ago."

The other party took off a mask on his head, revealing the face of the human female below. It should belong to a witch, but now it has become a part of it.

There are more than a dozen such masks, and it is conceivable that if they are all removed, it will be a look of horror. According to Nasopelle, the brain is the spirit of wisdom, more important than any part of the body, and the more heads you have, the more efficient your thinking. Therefore, the characteristics of a strong race should have at least two heads, so that you can consider the problem while taking a break while maximizing the use of time.

But in the eyes of Heckzord, only the ugly evil beasts and the monsters in the sky and sea will grow into this appearance.

A microscopic undetectable purple light flashed, and the mask in the face of the mask was instantly split into two halves. Then a blood line slowly spread on the female face, and the blue blood smashed out from the crack.

Probably did not expect Heckzod to actually start, Nasopelle's momentum suddenly fell, it left the aristocrats in their hands, screaming at the injured face and suddenly quit, a few steps, "The Lord of Heaven, you, you Are you crazy? Actually, for a worm to work for a great monarch? Don't forget that I am the creator of the **** of God, but also the hope of the ethnic group to win the battle of God. Is it that you want to betray the king?"

Looking at the other side's panicked look, Heckzod's heart surged a bit of pleasure.

After becoming the commander of the Western Front, it did not encounter a good thing, the nightmare of the monarch is inexplicably lost, the army has always been unable to break through the human defense line, and now even hard work for the ethnic group to win, but also to be stalked from behind It’s just that!

Naso Pelle could not have known that these human beings were brought to God by God, and they were free to swear by their permission. This is undoubtedly a blatant offense. It can only be said that under a series of defeats, Heckzod was People looked down.

Here is neither the king's dominion of the Holy See, the Masked Maharaja is not a demon. If you don't give the other person a look, I'm afraid it really thinks you are good.

Emphasize that the brain is more advantageous and what is the use?

In the face of disparity in the power gap, no amount of brains will help. It wants to make the other party clear, who is the commander of the Western Army.

"If you are loyal to the king, you should understand what to do and what should not be done." Heikezod removed the sharp-knife-like twisted door and said coldly, "These people are right to me, or right. Ethnic groups are very useful, I hope you can understand this."

After the two monarchs looked at each other for a while, the mask was taken first and softened. "I am negligent... I will ask you for your opinion next time."

"So good." Heckzod nodded. It is not intended to force the other party too much. After all, the **** of God does need several promoters who are familiar with the core of the magic to control, and they are basically the hands of Nasopelle; at the same time, the symbiotic weapons necessary for the war still need the other side. Made, it can't really make a fake face, otherwise the king can't spare it.

"Big, adults... Hey, it’s great to see you..." The nobles climbed to the side of the Scorpio and hugged their thighs.

"This will be said later," Heikezold glanced at him, then looked at the mask. "Since it is not for integration, what do you bring humans here?"

Facing the wreckage of the Iron Bird, "I just want to ask them how the core of this thing works."

Heckzod looked at the other's gaze and saw a device that looked very delicate and was placed in front of the iron bird.