From Demon Hunter to Lord of the Empire

Chapter 85: Is Thomas Moru still alive? (5th change)

At this time, Ace also came up and looked at the harvest in House’s hands: “Only this? It’s not like an experiment log, what use can it be? ”

House analyzed: “This should be a page of this professor’s experimental log, and this ‘Geron’ should be his son. This professor seems to be… Ready to experiment with your own son? And to tie him with leather, and to prepare utensils? ”

House only felt that his teeth were sore, these things seeped people just by listening to them, and the warlocks were like this? Advisor Mossack is obviously very good…

Oh yes, it’s a druid.

A soldier suddenly interjected: “Mr. House, Mr. Ace, something is wrong… The warlock that Lord Count is looking for should be a man, right? ”

“But inside this grave is the skeleton of a woman. ”

When the two attendants heard this, they suddenly felt wrong, and asked, “Are you sure?” ”

The soldier who spoke up nodded and said, “I’ve been on the battlefield before, helped military doctors, and I’ve seen quite a few… Corpse. A woman’s bones are not much different from a man’s, but I can see it. ”

Everyone gathered around, and then other strange things were suddenly found in the grave.

“Two gentlemen, this place seems to have been cut open. ”

House frowned: “Did someone come before us?” Is it a grave robber? ”

The soldier who spoke shook his head and said in a ghostly tone: “Look at this trace, it doesn’t seem to have been cut from the outside… It’s inside. ”

…………

Lan didn’t dare to breathe now, his body was tense, and his hair was sweaty.

What he saw was the target of his trip—Thomas Moru’s secret laboratory.

A few dim oil lamps lit up the laboratory, illuminating the room so groggily that only the contents could barely get a rough outline.

In the middle of the lab was a lab table with scattered notes and the like. Leaning against the wall, there is a row of cultivation warehouses with the unique atmosphere of medieval Frankenstein, composed of heavy metal and glass and plastic conduits, which are eight in number.

In each culture chamber, there is a person soaked, and only simple breathing apparatus and syringes are attached to them to maintain basic life needs.

Four of the eight were left with only skin and bones, which at first glance looked like zombies or even skeletons, and Lane suspected that they were dead.

The other two were also extremely thin, with arms like dry firewood, but barely like a person. They soaked in the culture chamber without moving, like specimens.

And the last two people, their cultivation chamber bubbles out from time to time, and the people inside will occasionally tick their fingers to prove that they are still alive.

The cultivation barn of these two men was littered with armor torn apart by violence, as well as weapons including swords, crossbows, and shields.

They were soldiers of Sintra, members of the expedition that Rann brought out of Sintra!

Lan still didn’t dare to move, because he saw an inhuman-like “person” standing about ten meters in front of him.

Judging from his back, his hair was thinning, and there were only a few places on the top of his head where long knotted hair was scattered, and the rest of the place had peeled; His clothes were not covered, and the clothes on his body were not only stained with mud and blood, but also torn holes everywhere.

As he turned, Rann saw his face: half of the frame of his glasses, the eyes behind the frames cloudy and broken; Only half of a rotten nose remained under the eyes, and the sides of the cheeks were full of hollows, revealing two rows of black rotten teeth.

There was also a hole in his neck, and with his movements, he made a sound like coughing phlegm.

This is a picture of dignity that no one would consider it a person.

This is a zombie, a zombie, a half-dead, any name. And Lan knows better, and a more intuitive description of the cause of this phenomenon is that he is a magical creature.

And the magical creature that appears in this place and looks like the owner will naturally only have one name – Thomas Moru!

Professor Thomas looked at Rann, and from those broken eyes, Rann could still feel emotions.

Then a voice came from the whole body—not from the mouth or throat:

“Here you are. ”

Lan’s gaze moved down, and in front of Thomas Moru was a huge experimental culture tank that resembled a shark fish tank, and the black wind was soaking in it, and several infusion tubes were inserted into his body, making a weak hiss.

Not far away, there are also several cultivation tanks of the same type, which contain wild boars, lions, leopards, water ghosts, griffins, and even fork-tailed dragons with only half of their bodies.

They all have one thing in common – dead.

“Here you are. Thomas Moru said again.

Rann’s brain was running wildly, trying to extract all the usable information in the original book.

Regarding Thomas’s life, Lane remembers that the original book says that he was relieved after the experiment on his own child, returned to his wife to accompany her, and died soon after.

Died “soon after” more than one hundred and fifty years ago!

Professor Thomas’s voice and smile in front of him are indeed very suitable for the description of “passed away”, but he is still moving!

In the middle, something must have happened that Lan did not know about.

“Here you are. Thomas Moru said for the third time, this time without waiting for Rann’s reaction, he suddenly laughed.

“It just so happens that I have been short of research materials recently, and as a result, they came-”

The professor pointed to the Sintra soldiers in the training warehouse, and slowly pointed to the black wind under his hand, and finally moved his finger in the direction of Rann.

“Now… You’re coming, you’re coming, great. ”

This “you” is obviously worth not only Lan, but all the members of the exploration team, including the druids and Geralt, and he and the others may have been targeted by Thomas Moru, who was short of experimental materials, when he was in the Valley of Nine!

Only he can control the portal inside the ruins and let himself reach this laboratory at once, only let himself reach this laboratory!

Why did he only let himself get to the lab? Ran’s brain began to work, why didn’t he transport everyone at once and harvest the experimental material like a leek?

Lan told himself to be calm, facing such an old monster who has lived for more than a hundred years and died for more than a hundred years, he will definitely not be able to compete.

Is it reliable to return to the portal?

With a low “boom”, the wind behind him was fierce, and you didn’t need to look back to know that the portal had closed.

That’s it, entering a portal that can be controlled by enemies is talking nonsense, close it, close it.

Lan rolled his eyes and said in the tone of a first-time meeting: “Your Excellency Warlock, I am really sorry to take the liberty of visiting, because according to our information, I thought this was a borderless place.

I’m Lane Lannister of Sintra, I don’t know what you should call it, and what research is being done here? ”

(End of chapter)