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757 Laboratory 1

The underground laboratory, which became more severe, almost made Raymond think he had gone the wrong way.

The guards wearing special metal armor were studded on both sides of the passage like wooden stakes, and the unscrupulous scent of coldness emitted made the entire passage as cold as an ice cellar.

However, such strict protective measures made Stewart, who came with Raymond, wake up. After he found that there were all such guys in the passage, he became angry.

That burly body, like a hill, and the pressure of his dawn-level natural disaster lord, turned these guys like canned metal into quails that had been plucked in the cold wind, trembling and shaking.

Swing.

Raymond, who followed Stewart and walked in, wanted to investigate the strength of these guys. What surprised him was that they all had the strength to attack the third-level wizard, but with such strength, they came here to act as

The wooden stakes standing guard should represent some important people appearing in the laboratory.

But Stewart, who was moving slowly forward, seemed very angry. The closer he got to the laboratory, the more pressure he walked out, the greater the pressure. These guys who were tilted but still insisted on standing straight, would probably be uncomfortable in the future.

Can be recovered.

But Raymond was surprised, and Stewart, who was not close to his next life, was stopped at the door of the laboratory. The shriveled old man who was guarding the laboratory door roared after seeing Stewart.

He got up, rushed up and grabbed his arm, pulled him down, and began to scold him in a strange language.

He couldn't understand it, and Stewart himself did not express any opinions, which made Raymond look so eagerly, and Stewart's humble appearance made Raymond drop his chin.

If you don't understand, you can only stare at me. It was not until the shriveled old man finished training Stewart that he opened the door of the laboratory. After Raymond entered, he questioned curiously. "Stewart! The guards in the passage and the old man just now are,

Who are they?"

Stewart, who followed Raymond into the laboratory, hesitated for a while before answering in a muffled voice. "The guards of the Presbyterian Church, the guy inside is the madman Willard!"

"Crazy Willard?" Stewartken's explanation surprised Raymond, and the name he used made Raymond even more confused.

But Stewart, who shut his mouth, stopped talking and lowered his head to return to his previous dull appearance.

Raymond felt that this guy would not explain anymore and was full of questions, but when he came inside with the staff of the laboratory, the scene in front of him made him yell. "Who allows you to start!"

In the center of the test bench isolated by the shielded force site. A red and fiery vertical eye with a wing membrane has been cleaned up by the chest and broken. It is supported by a metal stick and hung in the air, while the organs in its body are in the air.

It was also carefully split and put into glassware with solutions.

However, the head with the vertical eyes is still intact. There is also an energy turbulence visible to the naked eye inside the eyebrow. It is obviously a sign of an upcoming outbreak.

But the guy wearing a snow-white wizard robe turned his back to Raymond, who ignored Raymond's roar, holding a vertical leg bone in his hand, and was observing carefully.

The quiet test area echoed because of Raymond's roar. Raymond, who was hesitating whether to break in, heard footsteps, and soon Harves, who was jogging all the way, appeared in front of him. He was very frightened.

He whispered, "Mr. Raymond! Come with me first..."

It felt very bad, but this vertical eye had been cleaned so clean that getting angry was useless, so Raymond followed Harves to his office. After sitting down, he asked about the reason.

Except for the giant fiery red vertical eyes that were not sent in, all the other vertical eyes that were imprisoned and sealed were sent to the laboratory, but at half an hourglass, Willard, who had come over with the Presbyterian warrant, was alone.

The vertical eyes were processed.

"Mr. Raymond, this Willard is a completely crazy man. Even Dilgos has a headache and is unwilling to have a head-on dispute with him. And he is about to leave soon, just treat it as a gift.

Come over with a vertical eye..."

His tone was very depressed and helpless, but after explaining, Harves took out a strategic warehouse box from under the table, but his fingers holding the box seemed to be exerting too much force, causing his knuckles to be pale.

Raymond, who roughly understood the reason, didn't say anything when he saw him like this. After a while, Harves, who had lost his composure, smiled awkwardly and handed the box over with a dry smile.

After the purified indigo powder, the stinging spinal cord preserved in blue crystal bottles exceeded Raymond's expectations, and the fifteen kilograms of rare metal surprised Raymond.

After stuffing these things into the storage ring, Raymond took the anatomy plan handed over by Harves and began to check it. A moment later, as the office door was knocked, a staff member in a white robe came in to report the anatomy.

It's time to start.

Following Harves away from his office, the two old men I had seen before had fixed a dark blue vertical eye on the laboratory bench, and the madman Willard had already taken him with his vertical eye.

The specimen leaves.

A guy sent to suppress these vertical-eyed creatures was also adjusting the posture of the vertical-eyed eyes on the test bench according to the requirements of the two old men to facilitate the anatomy that was about to begin.

Harves, who was about to start the dissection, immediately became serious. After entering the experimental area, he muttered to the two old men, and soon began to gesture on the sealed vertical eyes and started to do it.

Preparation.

Raymond, who was wrapped in an isolation field, walked into the experimental area and stopped speaking, but waited patiently.

Various instruments were selected one by one. Harves, who was in charge, first cut off the posterior cranial nerve with his vertical eyes, and then began to deal with its body.

The dark blue skin is extremely tough, but after being stripped away, it reveals the muscles that look like rocks below. The organs in the body are basically the same as those gray-black vertical eyes, but the blood of this vertical eyes also appears.

It has a fluorescent blue color and is extremely corrosive. The acidic mist that spreads overflows will cover the test bench in a moment.

Harves' anatomy was quite skillful. In less than half an hour, the chest of this vertical eye was cleaned up, and its beating heart was removed and put into a container for storage.

The imprisoned vertical eye has not completely died yet, but it cannot feel the pain it has suffered. But when it finally came to deal with its brain, Harves was a little hesitant.

stand up.

Because this dark blue vertical eyes with the eyes between the eyebrows is in a half-closed and half-open state, through the gap between the upper and lower eyes, you can barely see the pupils inside. The energy ripples lingering in the pupils are also far away

It's not comparable to those gray and black ordinary vertical eyes.

"After reaching the strength of a level 2 wizard, if the power formed by an explosion will be amazing, can you ensure that you suppress it at the moment of an explosion?"

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

Harves was shocked and immediately furious, but this situation had never happened before.

However, the sudden interruption of the dissection to such an extent means that the brain 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, thought for a while and immediately asked. "With your strength, you can't ensure that you can suppress all the self-destruction. So what kind of strength needs to be sent to ensure the absolute safety of the anatomy process?


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