“Maybe this is the difference between us and monsters.
The corners of Boluo's lips curled up slightly, "You're not stupid, come out."
Dudian stepped out of the cage and followed Bo Luo, saying as he walked: "Do you want to become the god of waste?"
"Aragami" Boluo did not look back and chuckled: "Although Aragami is strong, he has lost his essence.
I don't want to become something that is not even a human being.
Otherwise, I will just be my king honestly. " Not even a human being Du Di'an was startled, and then he thought of the nearly ten-meter-long, almost flawlessly handsome Desolate God, and he came to some understanding.
It seemed that his previous guess was indeed correct, the Desolate God was indeed not a human being.
"As long as your mind is your own, why should you care whether your body is human or not?"
Dudian wanted to test his thoughts and said deliberately: "Our current posture should not be considered human."
"The alienation of the body is just a trivial matter."
Boluo glanced at him, "But there are some things that can affect your thinking.
For example, some magic marks, while bringing strength to the body, will also subtly change the body after transformation.
The colonists' bodies make them like fresh blood and meat, and in the end they can only feed on monsters or humans.
When they are hungry, they may no longer be called humans, but after filling their stomachs, they will return to normal. thinking, and such a change can only be considered weak.”
Dudian was slightly startled, but he knew that although the magic mark could not directly affect the brain, it would change the body, and the changes in the body would affect the brain.
This is just like when the body smells blood and feels the fragrance, the brain's thinking changes to the blood.
Your resistance may be weakened, and you may even slowly no longer feel nauseated, and may even feel delicious and sweet.
"So, does the God of Desolation affect thinking, and so does the King?"
Dudian asked.
"Of course, the more you gain, the more you lose.
As for what you lose, it varies from person to person.
Some care about it, and some don't."
Boluo said calmly: "But if you originally valued something, Things, when you become the king, your thinking changes and you no longer care, then are you still willing to be the king?"
Du Di'an was shocked.
His first thought was to Hailisa.
If his obsession after becoming the king was no longer to resurrect her, and he even felt that she was irrelevant, then what would be the point of all his efforts?
He suddenly felt that God was playing tricks on people.
He was like an ant on a chessboard.
He thought he was taking the right steps, but he didn't know that there was an invisible "line" under his feet.
How many people have long forgotten what they originally wanted while growing up?
Perhaps it is like a fish in a ditch.
When it pours into a river, it can only move in the same direction with the waves of the river.
It cannot go against the flow, nor can it change, it can only go with the flow.
"It's an abyss when you stop, and it's still an abyss when you move forward."
Dudian muttered to himself, suddenly feeling confused.
"We're here."
Bolo's voice came, pulling Dudian's thoughts back.
After leaving the cell, they passed through the spacious living room they first saw, and then went to the next floor from another corridor staircase.
Boro opened the heavy door in front of him, and inside was a bright laboratory with white walls.
The aluminum panel contains many instruments and three hospital-like beds.
Dudian glanced around and saw Zaxit's figure lying on one of the experimental beds.
But at this moment, his appearance was extremely strange.
Except for half of his face that could identify his identity, his body was beyond recognition and his abdomen was protruding.
There was a dark thigh-thick body, like the tail of a very thick poisonous snake, swaying gently.
His broken arm was connected with swollen tissue, like two groups of fat intestines, with a purple surface and a fishy smell. the smell.
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Du Di'an's heart slowly sank, and he looked elsewhere in the laboratory, but did not see Hailisa.
A surge of anger suddenly surged out of his heart.
He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Where is she?"
"who" "Helisha."
"That's the Corpse King."
Boluo reacted and chuckled: "It seems you care about her quite a bit.
Don't worry, she is very good.
I don't lack the Corpse King here, so I don't need to use her for experiments yet. , and she is a little different from ordinary corpse kings.
She should be a descendant of the demon-hunting warrior clan.
This is a rare treasure.
After I finish this experiment, it will not be too late to study it.
If I can find something new, , maybe" Having said this, he licked his lips slightly and did not continue.
He walked straight to a tall cross next to the laboratory and waved to Dudian.
Dudian felt a little relieved when he saw that Hailisa was okay for the time being, but what he said next made his heart even colder.
However, he knew that anger was useless, so he restrained his murderous intention and walked slowly over.
This is a cross made of steel, with shackles on it that seem to be used to immobilize people, and there are rusty blood stains on the edges.
"Go up," Boro said.
Dudian stood up as he was told.
Boluo smiled.
An obedient experimental subject like Dudian made him worry less, unlike some experimental subjects who knew that struggling was useless, but still struggled, causing him to accidentally injure and destroy it, which was regrettable.
Although he knew Dudian was interested, he still shackled Dudian, then pushed a small cart from the side with various tools and medicines on it.
He took out a syringe and a tube of medicine and injected it into Dudian.
Dudian immediately felt his body gradually become numb and became unconscious.
"Anesthetic" Du Di'an spoke, feeling a little awkward when speaking, and his tongue was a little numb.
Although he knew that he was about to become an experimental subject and even have his body cut open, he somehow didn't have much fear in his heart.
Maybe he was being arrested.
I had been mentally prepared for a long time, but now I was curious that the anesthetic injected by Bo Luo was so powerful.
Boro took off his fur coat and put on a dust-proof white coat from the side.
Like a doctor, he took out disinfectant from the car and sprayed it on a pair of gloves as thin as skin.
The air was suddenly filled with the smell of disinfectant. smell.
"You're not nervous."
Boro put on his mask and glanced up at Dudian.
He didn't judge by Dudian's expression, but his heartbeat and body functions.
"I have done these experiments before, but I never thought that one day I would become someone else's experiment."
Dudian continued with a numb tongue, "What is the difference between the abyss and the king?
It shouldn't be the result of smoking extreme ice."
Let’s judge by the number of insects.”
"You want to know?"
Boluo took off Dudian's clothes.
Dudian was not wearing the standard armor issued on the wall of the God of War.
That armor hindered his demon body transformation and had been discarded long ago.
He was now wearing a shirt woven with animal velvet. and short sleeves, were easily torn open by Boluo, and in a blink of an eye, he was standing naked in front of him.
Then Boro took out a silver knife from the car, which seemed to be made of silver.
After disinfecting it, he touched Dudian's six-pack abdomen with his hand and slowly cut it in the middle.
Dudian looked at the body being cut open, but he didn't have much fear, which may have something to do with the lack of pain.
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He said: "Of course, I am also a dying person anyway.
I can resolve the confusion in my heart before I die and I can walk comfortably. " Boluo smiled softly, took a rag from the side, sprayed an unknown liquid on it, and slowly wiped it on Dudian's scratched abdomen.
Soon, the bleeding at the wound stopped.
"It's very simple to become a king."
Boluo moved his hands and kept his mouth busy.
He was already bored staying here alone.
This was the first time he met an experimental subject like Dudian, and he was happy to chat a few words.
Said: "As long as you find an Extreme Ice Insect King, or you can cultivate one yourself
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