Medieval Reiki Revival

The old grandmother is nominally the leader of this group of gypsies and knows more information. If it wasn't for Carmen's obvious resistance before, Ivan would have tried every means to kidnap the old woman to obtain the information he wanted.

It's a pity that no matter how tortured, the old woman has only one sentence.

"The murloc god will destroy you."

She had been beaten by Ivan until she was out of shape, and her hand bones were crushed to pieces.

The humerus was broken.

His ears were bleeding and his eyes were barely open.

Ivan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's your granddaughter, even if you don't think about it, at least you should think about your granddaughter."

"My granddaughter, Carmen, will become the family of the murloc god."

"Hahahahaha."

The old woman laughed wildly for a while, her expression was like that of a witch.

Ivan was so angry that he wanted to beat him up, and now even Michael, who had some sympathy for her, got angry, and he dragged Ivan to the corner: "This old witch is crazy, let's go directly to them Find someone."

"Impossible," Ivan shook his head, "I've already looked for it once."

"Carmen is not in the tribal camp at all, I'm afraid she has been killed."

killed.

When Michael heard this answer, he was extremely angry. He rushed over and grabbed the old witch by the collar, and asked, "That's your granddaughter, how could you have the heart to kill her?"

"I did not kill her, she has come to my master."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Coming to the owner's side, I'm afraid he has already been buried in the belly of the fish.

Michael couldn't accept this answer, he waved his fist and planned to beat her.

The old hag suddenly struggled out of the restraints, and showed agility that shouldn't be there at this age. She ran to another corner of the room, looked at the two people resentfully, and squeezed her sharp teeth together.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

"You will die."

"You're all going to die."

As she spoke, her entire face began to turn into a murloc.

The old witch screamed like a banshee, and the ear-piercing voice attracted many nearby residents. Ivan just watched the other party's body continue to expand, and finally reached the point of [-] meters.

"Cuckoo."

"The god of the murlocs."

"Cuckoo, cluck, cluck."

She can no longer communicate normally, her eyes are as dull as a beast, and she has nothing but the god of murlocs in her mouth.

"Cuckoo, cluck, cluck."

Half murlocs are much faster than ordinary people.

It just pounced, and Michael had no time to prepare.

In fact, he was already scared stupid.

Michael fell heavily to the ground, his head tilted to the right, and he fell into a coma.

The murloc's eyes turned to the one remaining person in the room.

Ivan's eyes froze. It wasn't that he thought the murloc was so powerful, but he found that the half murloc was more thoroughly transformed than the one he met in the Innsmouth River.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the speed and strength of this murloc were stronger.

Then the real murlocs will also be stronger.

"Cuckoo cluck cluck."

The process of fighting a murloc is like beating a deformed human, except that it has eyes on its nose, and the opponent's head is very flat and connected to the neck.

Ivan fought two or three tricks with the opponent.

First, he dodged and kicked it away, and then pierced its head with a knife.

The murloc turned into a corpse. Its huge corpse was lying on the ground. There was some transparent liquid flowing from the inside of its head, and the saliva from the corner of its mouth looked like it didn't want money.

The sound of the battle and the howling of the old hag earlier attracted those nearby.

"This place is no longer suitable for living."

"And according to what the old witch said in the gypsy, maybe the whole city will be interrogated."

After waiting for a while, Ivan woke up Michael.

I saw him touching the back of his head in pain, and his consciousness was still a little confused.

"Okay, we have to go."

"These things are all good, and all traces of the scene must be cleaned up."

Michael finally regained consciousness, and he complained a little: "Why do these things have to be done by me, I am much happier being a beggar than staying here."

"Because we're all lonely."

Michael froze.

Ivan lowered his eyebrows, and he looked at the place calmly: "There is no need to cover up the aura of loneliness. I can feel it from a long distance. In fact, you have no place to get up, and you don't want to live in a daze every day, right? ?”

"Everything you do now is your reason."

"Life is valuable."

"Thrilling."

"legendary."

"When the time is right, I will take you to join the Mopo Society."

Michael bowed his head, pretending not to care: "Whoever wants to join your Mopo Society, maybe they are hiding in that mountain to suffer."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

"But before you find a job, let's help you work for a while."

"Think of it as my mercy."

Ivan chuckled twice, and soon seemed to be putting his energy into the business.

The two cleaned up the murloc's body and the entire room.

They left through the back door before the crowd could come.

Gollum, gollum.

Flatbed trucks drive on the path.

The crowd would not cast their eyes on such ordinary two people.

They walked all the way, avoiding the main road all the way, and soon came to an area close to the forest.

Michael found a place for Ivan that no one would come to. It was the hunter's cabin outside Pilsen. There were people living here before, but after the nearby brown foxes disappeared, the cabin was abandoned.

"Are you sure you can still live here?"

Ivan touched the gate, and the door of the hut lost its support.

Michael held the door quickly with sharp eyesight: "Don't worry, we have a rule in Pilsen, that is, the inside of an excellent cabin is much more comfortable than the outside."

It is true that the cabin is small inside.

But although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

There are simple grass platforms, beds, and toilets.

Ivan took out the body of the murloc, and then got busy on the grass platform.

Michael lay directly on the bed, and said comfortably: "It's nice to have a short rest after a busy day. What are you doing?"

"Research."

Ivan didn't look back.

He polished the crystal chips he had taken before into a suitable shape, and then supported them with a wooden frame.

Then turn off the light source.

Such a simple microscope is ready.

In the crystal petri dish, Ivan extracted the blood from the murloc's body.

He was able to see two different kinds of cells.

One is human cells, and the other is [reconstructed cells].

"It's so powerful."

This [reconstructed cell] is different from the mild type cultivated by Beauxbatons. It is extremely aggressive and camouflaged. It is similar to ordinary human cells in normal times, but once activated, it will continuously engulf human cells. Transformed into murloc cells.

There are currently three known [reconstituted cells].

A primitive [reconstructed cell] that can be used by Ivan to repair the body.

One is the mutated [regenerated cells], which can strengthen the body, but it will be decomposed by ultraviolet rays.

This kind of murloc [regenerated cells] can change the body shape.

"I finally know how that murloc multiplied its group to such a large scale in a short period of time. The regenerated cells in its body are infectious. It is not procreating offspring, but infecting offspring."