Wizard

The underground research room, where the guards became more tightly guarded, almost made Raymond think he was on the wrong path.

The guards wearing special metal armors were like wooden stakes on both sides of the passage, and the unbridled coldness exuding made the entire passage as cold as an ice cellar.

It was just such strict protective measures that made Stewart wake up with Raymond. He became annoyed when he discovered that there were all such guys in the passage.

That burly body like a hill, coupled with the coercion of his dawn-level natural disaster lord, turned these metal can-like guys into quails that were plucked in the cold wind, shivering. Pendulum.

And Raymond, who swaggered in behind Stewart, probed the strength of these guys recklessly. What surprised him was that they all had the strength to attack the third-level wizard, but such strength came here to act as The wooden stakes standing guard, then, should represent some important person in the research room.

But Stewart, who was walking slowly in front, seemed very angry. The closer he walked to the research room, the greater the intensity of the coercion. These guys who staggered but still insisted on standing straight are expected to be uncomfortable for many geniuses in the future. Can be restored.

But there were more things that surprised Raymond. Stewart, who had never approached and spoken out before the next generation, was stopped at the door of the research room. The shriveled old man guarding the door of the research room roared when he saw Stewart. He got up, rushed up and grabbed him by the arm, pulled him to the side, and began to scold him in a strange language.

Hearing but not understanding, Stewart himself did not express any opinions, which made Raymond just stare at him, and Stewart looked humbly taught. But it made Raymond drop his chin.

If you don't understand, you can only stare. It was not until the shriveled old man finished training Stewart that the door of the research room was opened. After entering, Raymond curiously questioned. "Stewart! Who are the guards in the passage and the old man just now?"

Stewart, who walked into the research room with Raymond, hesitated before answering with a stern voice. "The special guard of the Presbyterian Church, the guy inside is the lunatic Willard!"

"Crazy Willard?" Stewartken explained that he had surprised Raymond, and the name he used made Raymond even more confused.

But Stewart, who closed his mouth, didn't speak any more, lowering his head to restore the previous dull appearance.

Feeling that this guy would no longer explain, Raymond was full of doubts, but when he came inside with the staff of the research room, the scene before him made him roar. "Who allowed you to start!"

The center of the test bench isolated by the shielding force field. A red fire-colored vertical eye with wing membranes has been cleaned up by an open chest, and is suspended in the air by a metal stick. The organs in its body have also been carefully disassembled and installed. In the glassware with solution.

But the head of this vertical eye is still intact. And inside the eyeballs in the center of the eyebrows, there is a turbulent flow of energy visible to the naked eye. Obviously a sign of an upcoming outbreak.

But his back turned to Raymond, the guy in the snow-white wizard robe. But he didn't pay attention to Raymond's roar at all, holding a leg bone with a vertical eye in his hand, he was watching carefully.

The silent test area echoed because of Raymond's roar. Raymond, who was hesitating whether to break in, heard footsteps, and Harves, who was trotting all the way, soon appeared in front of him. He whispered very fearfully. "Master Raymond! Come with me first..."

It feels very bad, but this one has been cleaned so clean, it is useless to get angry, so Raymond followed Harves to his office. After sitting down, he asked why.

Except for the giant fiery red vertical eyes that were not sent in, all the other imprisoned vertical eyes have been sent to the research room, but Willard, who came over with the Warrant of the Presbyterian Church half an hour ago, was a man. That vertical eye was processed.

"Master Raymond, this Willard is a utter lunatic. Even Lord Dirges has a very headache and is unwilling to have a positive argument with him. And he will leave soon, so I think it’s not a gift. Come here with a raised eye..."

The tone was very depressed and helpless, but after the explanation, Harves took out a strategic warehouse box from under the table, but his fingers holding the box seemed to be too hard, causing the knuckles to be a little pale.

Raymond, who understood the reason, looked at him without saying a word. After a while, he noticed that Harves was out of shape, and smiled awkwardly and handed the box over.

The quality of the purified indigo insect powder and the spinal cord preserved in the blue crystal bottle exceeded Raymond's expectations, and the 15 kilograms of rare metals made Raymond a little surprised.

After putting these things into the storage ring, Raymond took the dissection plan handed over by Harves and started to check it. After a while, when the office door was knocked, a staff member in a white robe came in to report the dissection. Can start now.

Following Harves, he left his office. The two old men I had seen before had fixed a dark blue vertical eye on the test bench, and the lunatic Willard had already taken the vertical eye he had processed. The specimen leaves.

And the guy who was sent to suppress these erect eyes was also adjusting the posture of the erect eyes on the test bench in accordance with the requirements of the two old men to facilitate the anatomy that was about to begin.

Harves, who was about to begin the dissection, immediately became serious. After entering the experimental area, he murmured with the two old men, and quickly began to gesture on the sealed body Preliminary preparation.

Raymond, who was wrapped in an isolated force field, walked into the experimental area and did not speak any more, but patiently waited.

Various instruments were selected one by one, and Harves, who had done his own hands, first severed the posterior nerve of the erect eye, and then began to process its body.

The faint blue skin is extremely tough, but after being stripped, the rock-like muscles are exposed underneath, and the internal organs are basically the same as those gray-black vertical eyes, but the blood in this vertical eyes also shows a pattern. This kind of faint blue with fluorescence, UU reading www.uukanshu.com and extremely corrosive, the acid mist that fills up makes the test bench all covered in a moment.

Harvey's anatomical techniques are already quite skillful. In less than half an hour, the chest cavity of this erect eye was cleaned up, and its beating heart was also removed and put into a container for preservation.

The imprisoned eye is still not completely dead, but it can’t feel the pain it has suffered. But when it comes to dealing with its head, Harves hesitates. stand up.

Because this faint blue vertical eyebrow is half-closed and half-open. Through the gap between the upper and lower eyelids, you can barely see the pupil inside. The energy ripples lingering in the pupil are also far away. Not those gray-black ordinary vertical eyes can be compared.

"Achieving the strength of a second-level wizard, if the power formed by the explosion will be very amazing, can you ensure that you can suppress it at the moment of the explosion?"

Harves spoke to the guy standing opposite the test bench with a solemn tone, but the guy who was sent to protect him shook his head after hesitating for a long time.

The shocked Harves immediately flew into a rage, but this kind of situation has never happened before.

However, the anatomy is suddenly interrupted to such an extent, which means that the head cannot be processed while the vertical eye is alive, and some of the most critical data may be lost.

Raymond, who was also very depressed, immediately asked after thinking about it. "With your strength, you can't ensure that you can completely suppress the self-destruction. Then what kind of people need to be sent to ensure the absolute safety of the dissection process?"

Some dull guy, but he was about to cast his sights on Stewart who was sitting not far away...to be continued. .

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