"Isn't it finished yet?"
Lei Luo, who had a preliminary understanding of the environment of the fat blood nest, looked at the weeping ogre who was treating his wound.
According to the records of classics.
Shouldn't ogres be rough-skinned, thick-skinned, stupid and cruel guys
And this two-headed ogre, like a goblin, is timid and afraid of getting into trouble, greedy for life and afraid of death.
It seems that there are so-called mutations in every biological group.
"Wounds bitten by these parasites are difficult to heal, woo woo woo, look, I bleed so much, will I die here?"
Lei Luo stared at the two-meter-tall guy speechlessly.
Such a big guy, how pitiful he is with himself!
"Your body needs at least 3000cc of blood to react, it's still early!"
Judging the total amount of blood by biological volume, and observing the degree of blood loss by the state of the body, this is almost instinctive for evolutionary esotericists.
After speaking, Lei Luo led the ogre into the depths of the cave.
As he continued to go deeper into the cave, there were fewer and fewer exposed rocks around, and more and more fleshy mucous membrane-like things, and his feet were soft and disgusting.
Ding, boom, ding, boom...
The temperature was getting higher and higher, and there was a faint sound of intensive knocking in front. Lei Luo and the ogre continued to walk forward with a cautious look.
After a while, a huge space appeared.
"It's my people! What are they doing?"
In the huge space dug out of the mountainside, there is a huge melting furnace of more than 30 meters in the center. The bottom of the furnace is impressively bubbling golden magma. The stone wall of the mountainside is like a honeycomb, with countless tunnels. I don't know where it leads.
Even these fat films seem to have difficulty adapting to the high temperature in this space, retreating into the honeycomb-like cave.
With the high temperature in the space, ordinary people might faint completely after staying there for a while.
now.
Lei Luo and the ogre are in this space, near the bottom of the furnace, a circle of narrow passages spiral upwards, and there are countless passages leading to unknown places along the way.
On the top of the furnace, there are corridors extending out of more than a dozen caves.
There were constantly strong and strong ogres, walking from the cave to the corridor extending above the furnace mouth, dumping the things in the back basket, and then quickly retreated into the cave.
Long! Long!
Suddenly, there was a vibration from the top of the furnace hall, which seemed to be caused by the fluctuation of the battle outside.
"ah… "
Affected by this, one ogre stumbled and fell into the furnace, screaming briefly and then falling silent.
The other ogres seemed to be used to all this, their numb eyes remained unchanged, and they continued to do their own things.
"Alchemy?"
Lei Luo suddenly thought of something and looked at the two-headed ogre.
"Go and contact your clansmen right away, your status as a spiritual priest should still be useful?"
"Of course! The spiritual sacrifice is the embodiment of the wisdom of the ogre!"
After about half an hourglass time.
Lei Luo followed the two-headed ogre and came to a strange space under the leadership of an old ogre.
space top.
Countless capsule-like things hang in mid-air, connected to the fat blood nest, soaked in liquid, and the figures of ogres can be faintly seen inside.
"My God, what is this!!"
The two-headed ogre screamed.
Realizing his gaffe, he covered his mouth, looked around timidly, pointed to the countless hanging capsules above his head, and asked the old ogre who was leading the way in horror.
"This is one of the methods they use to collect blood raw materials to maintain the operation of the fat blood nest. Only the strongest ogre will be selected by them to be responsible for digging ore and transporting it to the furnace. Day after day, many tribesmen So he died and was fed blood worms by them."
The words of the old ogre were quite miserable.
"However, the blood bred in this way has a very low purity and is very unhealthy."
A discordant voice came.
According to the old monster Corleone, as far as Lei Luo knows, the more the free breeding is restricted, the more unhealthy the raw materials obtained, such as the blood of the giant dragon in his biological specimen research institute, according to his research, the purity is comparable to that of the original dragon blood It has dropped by around 50% and will become less and less healthy over time.
The situation of these ogres is similar to that of the ancient dragons.
but.
The difference is that there is no way for the Corleone Institute of Biological Specimen to restrict the freedom of the giant dragon. If such a huge creature is not strictly guarded and its freedom is restricted, the Institute will easily suffer huge losses.
And these ogres are similar to livestock to the blood-derived demons. The benefits of free-range breeding are better than captive breeding, and captive breeding is better than this kind of factory breeding. It is impossible for the blood-derived demons not to know this.
Although Lei Luo is interested in these, it is not time for research.
"Then have you ever seen a devil?"
The devil is the ogre's name for the blood-born demon.
Blood Demons come in many forms and are ever-changing, but they all have one thing in common, that is, the image of various plush toys with red eyes.
"Those devils seldom show up. I only saw them twice. Most of them are human wizards who show up as the minions and accomplices of those devils!"
Lei Luo glanced at the old ogre.
Obviously because of the relationship between the wizard and his previous indifference to the ogre situation, he was quite hostile towards himself.
Lei Luo looked indifferent.
There is no other reason, the fluctuations in the battle outside are getting more and more intense, and it seems to come from all directions, it seems that there is more than one mercenary group.
Originally planned to use the ogres here to create some troubles to help him sneak in, but at this moment it seems that this plan has become irrelevant.
It doesn't matter, but it's better than nothing.
Anyway, no matter how many ogres died, Lei Luo would not blink.
"The mercenaries outside are attacking. This is your only chance to escape these devils. If you don't seize this opportunity, I'm afraid you will be imprisoned here forever!"
Lei Luo was alarmist and encouraged the old ogre.
"Summon your clansmen, take up your weapons, break through the shackles, this is your last chance!"
Through contact, Lei Luo already knew the status of this old ogre among the ogres.
"Is this true? A great spiritual sacrifice?"
The old ogre looked at the two-headed ogre.
Compared with this small human being, it is obviously more willing to believe in spiritual sacrifice.
"It's true! I found a dark underground river. Although it's dangerous, there is a chance. We must seize this opportunity!"
He looked at the ogre figures in the ceiling.
"As a spiritual priest, I seem to hear them wailing. I must not let this happen!"
How the ogre escaped next has nothing to do with Lei Luo.
Anyway, no matter how you escape, as long as you have this idea, it will inevitably cause chaos in the fat blood nest and create opportunities for Lei Luo.
…
The black feathers slowly fluttered down.
Wearing a crow mask, the man in a black feather robe looked at the scarred old witch on the ground.
Knowing how terrible these wizards are, he has already broken off the old witch's hands and feet and turned into a human pig.
"I seem to smell a familiar breath from you, but I can't remember who it is for a while, it's a strange feeling."
in all directions.
A mercenary warrior and magician fought fiercely with the tentacles on the fat blood nest.
Each of these people is a powerful existence that can stand on its own, but at this moment, they have committed themselves to the man wearing a crow mask, fighting side by side, and creating their brilliance.
twitter…
A giant eagle descends from the sky to help a mercenary escape from the mouth of a tentacle-fanged demon.
"Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack
The old witch's voice was hoarse, like a duck, and she was hysterical.
"I believe this day will come soon, and you traitors will also be buried with me!"
"Guys with deformed ideals, it seems that not only the church no longer regards you as human beings, but even you yourself no longer regard yourself as human beings, and you have become the minions of these alien races."
The man with the crow mask spoke very calmly, and then stomped on the old witch's wound, but it was obvious that the old witch had used a special method to remove the pain.
The old witch looked at the man in the crow mask with a sneer.
"It's just mutual use. You scholars are self-righteous. In fact, you don't understand anything at all. You don't know anything about history, you don't know anything about human beings, and you don't know anything about this world!"
At this time.
More than a dozen mercenaries approached the mercenaries here from far to near.
The leader is a strange man with long red hair, who is the Rainbow Fairy.
There are also many strong men behind him, each of whom is capable of being alone, and naturally looks at the man wearing the crow mask.
"Shadow of the sky!"
The red-haired man chuckled lightly and said, "That trembling breath in the air, you know that there is a possibility of such a terrifying thing here, you still do it!"
"If you don't experience the horror of that kind of thing yourself, you will never be able to reach that level. You should be able to perceive the gap, right?"
The man with the crow mask looked at the red-haired figure.
"Besides, didn't you come too? With your awe-inspiring talent, you should have a better chance of breaking through that gap, right?"
The red-haired man shook his head and smiled.
"Compared to you, who is known as the once-in-a-century genius of the Grand Duchy, I, an old senior, have survived to this level with a long life. Hehe, what is there to be proud of?"
Having said that, the red-haired man's expression is bewitching, but he doesn't mean to be humble at all.
He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the old witch whose hands and feet had been twisted off on the ground, and suddenly sneered, a few strands of hair disappeared in a flash, like blood-sucking insects, burrowing into her body along the old witch's wound.
"It seems that you are also careless. Dealing with these dangerous wizards is just such a simple way of dealing with them."
The old witch screamed, looking like she was in pain.
From her mouth, black strange insects spat out. These strange insects kept rolling and howling, and they could faintly see human faces.