The Dark King

A weird body with a stiff, dead room, cold air, Du Dean felt like he was lying in the morgue.He reluctantly looked down the painful spot, and saw a huge scar on his chest, which was scratched from the chest below the neck to the abdomen. One can imagine that during his coma, his own To what extent the body was dissected.

He frowned and stared, a dark golden light appeared in his pupils, and his eyes penetrated the epidermis of the body, and he saw the inside of the chest. This look suddenly stunned. Although there was some speculation, he saw broken ribs and organs in the chest. Can't help being lost for a while, and he saw that his heart was actually gone, and where the heart was originally buried, there was now a pile of broken tissue.

At this time, a sense of dizziness came from him, and the perspective ability of the ripper's magic mark accelerated his physical exertion. He saw the blood in the body stayed in all the blood vessels without circulation, and the feeling of lack of oxygen made him see in front of him. Black, the perspective ability quickly failed, and the mended chest was restored in front of him. He was unwilling, but he couldn't hold it anymore. Endless tiredness came over and he fell into a coma again.

In the rear palace of the palace, various laboratories continue to operate, sending a large number of experimental materials every day, dissecting, colonizing, and analyzing the body... A corpse was carried out, and the same experimental data was sent to the office of Feiyue.

The experiment of the royal palace shocked the major organizations, everyone was in danger, the inner surface of the wall was calm and calm, but the undercurrent was surging, and the various forces negotiated in secret and were not willing to continue to be squeezed. No one is willing to come out and pave the way for others, and the power of Feiyue is like a big mountain, even if the powerful of all forces are gathered, it is difficult to shake half a point.

Negotiated time after time, and time after time broke up, and the experiments in the palace were still in full swing, and the experimental samples needed were no longer just low-income poor people, more and more involved nobles, high-level warriors of the demon family, etc. Wait.

No one noticed that there was a figure flying quietly outside the giant wall of Sylvia. The figure was burly and gigantic, and six pairs of black wings were erected on the back. The dark feathers seemed to reflect the dark light in the sun.

His eyes lifted from a map scanner on his arm similar to a soldier combat system, and slowly moved to the towering giant wall in front of him. The pale corner of his mouth slightly picked up an arc, and slowly flew past.

Half a month passed.

The second scale of the official god-making experiment was held, and Feiyue personally performed the experiment. The experiment used was No.3. This is a heir of the Demon family's Rock clan, and the younger brother of the new patriarch. The characters of the younger generation in the wall are highly sought after by the noble ladies, and are the idols in the minds of countless warriors, but at this moment they are shaved, and their faces languish in front of the scalpel of Feiyue, and their handsome faces are thin. There is no longer any arrogance, only loneliness, fear, and despair.

"No, don't..." The young man's lips wriggled slightly, trying to ask for mercy, but his voice was hoarse.

Fei Yue smiled, and the whole world seemed to be a little brighter. She gently lifted the cheek of the youth and said softly: "Dear, believe me, you will become the first god in this world!"

"Bitch... son..." The young man gritted his teeth slightly, squeezing out the words from between the teeth.

The smile on Feiyue's face disappeared. She frowned slightly, and suddenly found that the set used on Du Dean was not applicable to this person. She had modified his memory, and she was his favorite. The woman is the talented girl he is struggling to pursue, but now, in the face of life and death, he has backed down. Once he secretly vowed, it seemed as pale and weak as white paper.

It turned out that not all feelings can stand the test of life and death...

She sighed softly, reaching for his forehead.

The young man struggled slightly, but soon rolled his eyes, seeming to pass out, stiff.

After a while, when Yueyue took his hand away, he still didn't wake up, but Yueyue didn't mean to wait at all, and his expression had returned to cold, "Prepare for anesthesia."

Several old men around knew that the experiment had started, and immediately got up, they didn't doubt what Yueyue said last time, they were just angry.

After two hours.

In the extremely quiet laboratory, there was only the sound of collision of instruments. Feiyue and a few old men looked dignified, looking at the young man who had just planted in the heart of the Desolation God.

puff!

Suddenly, a purple-black limb pierced through the young man's chest, and seemed to feel the figure standing by the metal table, and immediately stretched towards the nearest old man.

The old man was scared and faceless, and quickly backed away, but the purple-black limb was so fast that he wrapped around his arm instantly. Soon, his arm quickly shrivelled and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the trend of shrivelling extended from his wrist to his hand. Elbows, arms.

puff!An old man next to him responded quickly, and he chopped off his arm with a knife. A gray, shriveled arm with a fur-like bone, like a decaying flower stem that had lost nutrients, was thrown away by a purple-black limb, and turned towards the Moon next to it.

Feiyue's face was gloomy, the silver light flashed between his fingers, the young man's chest was cut, and the situation inside was terrifying. All the ribs in his chest were missing, all the organs were also gone, only a purple and black squirming flesh Fill it in.

With a whine, Feiyue shook hands with both hands at the same time, the silver light of his fingertips flashed, and the dark purple flesh in the young man’s chest just stretched out a few touches and shot at Feiyue. Then, lightly slammed by the invisible force, it smashed into the huge container already prepared next to it, click, and seal the lid.

Boom!

The dark purple blood clot flipped inside, reaching out to touch the container, shaking slightly.

Several old men looked pale, but did not expect the experiment to fail again, and this time the rebound was faster than last time. Du Dean lasted at least a while last time, and the speed of being invaded by the heart of the God of Desolation was clearly visible, but this time it was just Such a big change has occurred after colonization. This is still the result of their adjustment after the half-month experiment. Is it because of the difference in physique?

Feiyue glanced at the heart of the desolate god in the container, and his eyes fell on the young man’s chest. When he pulled out the heart of the desolate god, his chest was empty, leaving only a layer of epidermis, and the color of the fat layer inside the epidermis was colored. Violet is obviously infected by the desolation factor.

The youth has stopped breathing at this moment, his expression froze with fear, struggling, his mouth slightly open, like a statue of a statue.

"Let's lose it." Feiyue glanced back, said indifferently, his expression was calm, and there was no anger after the failure of the experiment, but the more so, the old men became more chilled.