Destroyer of Ice and Fire

“Where the hell is it down here? ”

Ivan stood beside the four Evil Dragon Heavy Armor Guards and asked.

He had an ordinary cellar wall in front of him, but after pulling a cow skull on it, he revealed a deep tunnel entrance.

“Don't know.”

Four Evil Dragon Heavy Armor Guards said, "There is a lounge just a short way down this tunnel, we are usually allowed to stay only in that lounge, what else is in there, we do not know. ”

“Don't even know what's in it? ”

Ivan and Wilder and others looked at each other and said in unison: "Stingham! ”

“Okay!”

Sting Han, a pair I understood, gave me the look, the first person to walk straight into the tunnel with his head high and chest up.

“It's a relief to have such a teammate. ”

A group of people followed Stingham in reassuringly.

Four Dragon Heavy Armor Guards did not lie.

Less than twenty metres down the steps of the tunnel, a lounge emerged.

“Is this lounge really just for you? ”

But as soon as he walked into this lounge, Stingham couldn't bear to wake up.

This lounge is more luxurious than the best hotels in St. Lawrence, and not only is it decorated with grandeur, but it also has a whole wall of wine cabinets filled with all kinds of wine. A large table in the centre of the lounge also contains a variety of fresh fruits and food.

“This is our lounge.” The four Evil Dragon Heavy Armor Guards have assured themselves that they will never lie.

“Too luxurious! ”

Stingham was outraged, "The Dragonists are so extravagant, even the lounges of a few low-ranking heavy-armor guards are so luxurious that they eat better than some little lords! So we must eradicate the Dragonists! ”

“…" When they heard that Stingham was the reason why evil dragonists must be eradicated, the crowd was silent for a while, but they all thought that this extravagant treatment was probably one of the temptations that evil dragonists attracted magicians to join.

“Stingham! ”

Ivan et al. sounded again.

“Okay!”

Sting Han said nothing in front of the road.

Just a few dozen more miles down the tunnel, the tunnel began to float with a somewhat unpleasant smell, like a mixture of faint disinfectant water and some medicine.

“What the hell is this smell? ”

Sting Han couldn't help but mumble, and at the same time he seemed to see a hidden light in front.

“Roll!”

Also at this time, a sharp curse of fury suddenly burst into a tunnel that echoed only heavy footsteps.

“Someone?”

“Who, so arrogant! ”

“Who the hell are you? I'm even more arrogant than I am!” Stingham suddenly woke up.

“Bang!” a bang sounded.

Stingham and Luo, Ivan and everyone else were stunned.

The bright spot suddenly widened, but an otherwise hidden iron door was kicked open by a violent foot inside.

A short old man with a gray hair, pale green skin, hands almost as long as his body, wearing a weird leather dress and glasses appeared in everyone's sight.

He waved a glass bottle of strange reagents in his right hand, angry: “I told you to get lost! You're making such loud noises. Don't you know this is going to disturb my research? ”

After angrily scolding the few sentences, bang, he took the door with him angrily.

Everyone petrifies again.

“What do I see?” Charlotte rubbed her eyes, "I saw a green goblin? Was that an old green goblin scolding us? ”

“A green goblin actually sees us, and just yells at us like that, and dumps the door?” Wilder rubbed his eyes incredibly, too.

Just now, obviously, was a typical old green goblin.

Looks dirty, only half as tall as the average person, hands are about to drape down the floor, palms and fingers are especially thick, nose is also extra big, both quickly cover the feeling of mouth.

But Green Goblin is not only talented in opening the goblin store, it is almost insulated to the skill, even if he can become a magician, surely anyone can beat up the lowest level magician?

The old green goblin just now is even older and faint. I can't feel much fluctuation in the technical particles, but why are you still so arrogant in the face of their group?

Wilder couldn't figure it out, so he shouted, "Stingham! ”

“Okay!”

Sting Hanton leaped, banged, kicked open the door that the old man had just taken with him, and shouted inside: “Old man, why are you so arrogant than I am, do your parents know? ”

“Dang," Wilde behind Stingham fell directly on the iron gate.

Charlotte behind Wilder also had the urge to bang on the door. Stinghan's every move, every word and line can really be described in terms of genius. It seems that he and Stinghan are teammates, at least not bored and lonely.

“What is this?”

But then she jumped into the curtain, and she was immediately surprised.

The old man was still holding a bottle of medicine and stunned.

In front of him was a leaning platform with a humanoid organism fixed on it and cut open from the chest to the stomach, looking bloody.

And around him… this huge, seemingly invisible basement, with giant glass bottles, crystal containers, all sorts of corpses, limbs, visceral appearance everywhere, very scary.

“What is that? ”

Sting Han, very arrogant in flames, glanced at the humanoid creature in front of the green goblin old man, and his eyes were straight.

The human creature's hands were like dragon claws, elbows to fingers covered with golden yellow scales, like human bodies, but the whole brain was covered with yellow bone exterior armor, with two short angles on the head.

Most importantly, he seemed to have three black hearts in his incised chest, and he was still pounding.

“So horrible... you can be arrogant, old man.” Sting Han couldn't bear saying that.

“Let's get you out of here. You come to my lab and interrupt my research. What do you want to do?” After a few seconds of standing still, the old man in a strange leather apron suddenly slipped into a runaway state, picking up a knife from the table next to him and jumping and jumping, he looked like he was going to chop people off.

“What do we want to do?” Stingham was scolded by this strange old green goblin.

“Can't you see we're not Dragonists? Can't you see we're a team of magicians from the kingdom of Archie?” Charlotte couldn't understand either, she looked at the strange old green goblin and asked.

“I don't care what team you are, don't bother my research!” Old Green Fairy blushed in anger, "get out of here! ”

“…” Charlotteton also had no words.

“By the way, I thought about what we were going to do here.” At this time, Stingham woke up as if he were dreaming, excited to wake up, "We are here to rob! ”

“Robbery?” Now this green goblin old man is dazed and shakes.

“Nice! We're here to rob!” Stingham looks at this old green goblin with great pride, "Quick, give me something good! ”

“Bandits! You're bandits! No, don't rob my baby!” The old man of the Green Spirit immediately stopped being arrogant and pounced directly on the humanoid creature he had cut open, grabbing him desperately and moaning.

“Is this your baby?” Stingham's eyes almost fell out, "old man, are you kidding me? ”

“What is this? ”

At this time, the faint voice sounded again: “Who are you? What are you doing in this lab? If you're clear, maybe we won't rob you. ”

“Really?” Old Green Goblin looked unbelievable.

“Bullshit! If that's the baby, do you think we would?” Sting looked depressingly at the mutilated, bloody human creature and shouted.

“My name is Figuero, and others call me Professor Goblin. ”

Old Green Goblin wiped his sweat and said quickly, "I'm looking at some immortal creatures, and how to connect a person's body to parts of another race, or organs, and have the ability to do so. The research I'm doing right now is marrying people's bodies and dragon limbs. ”

“Marrying a man's body to a dragon's limb? ”

Everyone looks at this old goblin who calls himself a professor with the same eyes as a pervert, "Two dragon limbs in a human body? ”

“So this is your test piece?” Xiaoluo's pupils contracted slightly, and he glanced at the human creature that had been cut open, looking at the human life that was different, filled with golden scales of hands, asked.

“Yes, I cut off his arms and replaced them with a pair of dragon limbs.” Green Goblin old Figuero nodded and said.

“Hiss...” Wilde et al. sucked in a breath of cold air.

“What's the use of changing dragon limbs?” Cherokee looks at Figuero: “Not assimilated? On the body, still a dragon limb? Keeping the strength and strength of the dragon limbs, will the surgical particles flow through such limbs faster and withstand a more intense surge of surgical particles? ”

“You're so insightful! That's it!” Figoro seemed to like this kind of "academic discussion," and he got excited and seemed to like a little bit of a lullaby, "only a small part of it will assimilate now, but these hands have made it easy for him to break most of the physical technician blades, and have made all of his technical particles gush out of his body in one go. ”

After a pause, Figoro proudly said, "Of course, the ultimate goal of my research is infinitely closer to differentiation. ”

“Instead of blood collecting, do you marry dragons' limbs directly on people? But this doesn't look like a human being!” Charlotte and the others were so shocked they couldn't speak.

“Why does this look like he's not human either? And where did you get the dragon's limb?” At this time, Chiro has looked at Figoro and asked, "Otherwise, even if your research is completely successful, without the limbs of a giant dragon, your research would be of no use. ”