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Those tall figures didn't speak, but silently put some electrodes on their naked bodies, and they couldn't understand the numbers and words on the instruments next to them.

"Daphne Raoulos, the LV2 family belonging to the Arrow family.

Strength: D505 Durability: E478 Dexterity: B707 Agility: C698 Magic: F370"

One of the black weirdos holding a scoreboard opened his mouth with indifference and reported all of Daphne's attributes, which were detailed to the attributes that only the Lord God should know!

"The special skill [Laurus Reincarnation], consumes stamina and when dying, select the body to obtain a super-high correction "durability", which is manifested as skin discoloration."

The icy voice reported the information that she knew too well, but it made Daphne feel a deep-rooted cold and fear.

"The thirty-sixth experiment to observe the gods of the family begins."

The next moment, Daphne only felt that something was passing through her body quickly, her eyes became tired, her body became cold, and everything in front of her became dark.

Her blood is being quickly drawn out of her body, replaced by a liquid that is colder than ice water, and her life is fading away quickly. The fluctuation of the electrocardiogram next to him is getting smaller and smaller, and it seems that he will die on the spot in the next moment.

Just before the memory was about to disappear, she heard a cold voice

"[The Laurel Reincarnation] skill is activated, the target's electrocardiogram becomes stable, and the hematopoietic function increases significantly. The second sample extraction begins."

He must be suffering some cruel punishment!

This was Daphne's last thought before she passed out completely.

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Chapter 15. Monsters and Dungeons and Gods and Familiars

Sitting upright on the throne in the center of Xoroth, he fiddled with the small glass bottle between his fingers in anger, his expression extremely deep.

The experiment has been going well recently, but inevitably, it has encountered a bottleneck period of the experiment.

The first is the experiment on dungeon monsters. The experiments on these monsters have basically been carried out to explore their essence - that is, the level of the dungeon itself.

First of all, monsters don't have internal organs and other life-sustaining organs. They only have blood, muscle fibers, nervous systems, and magic stones in their bodies. They don't even have brains. The optic nerve links directly to the magic stone itself.

It's more like a bunch of cheaply produced disposable puppets than creatures.

It's not that monsters don't have biological characteristics, they will also die if they cause massive bleeding, and they will also die if they attack the magic stone directly, but they can't 'kill' after accumulating enough damage, which proves that these monsters do not have the ability to kill. A virtual product of 'blood bars'.

There is no soul in these magic stones, it is just the product of the solidification of the magic element, which is like a battery that drives electrical appliances.

And monsters devour each other's magic stones in their bodies, whether it is feeding or self-action, it will lead to the increase of the monster's strength and the habit of swallowing the same kind, that is, the so-called 'enhanced species'

The monster's corpse will melt into the dungeon itself when killed again, this behavior is very close to 'waste recycling', and interestingly, even if these monsters are killed in the area that leaves the dungeon, their corpses will end up in the dungeon itself. Such forms are 'recycled'

Rage once infected several monsters with his own blood and completely controlled their bodies and then killed them. The result was that the corpses were still melted into the dungeon, and even his blood itself was devoured.

This is undoubtedly a cyclical process. The dungeon focuses on magic, produces monsters, and releases monsters. When monsters are killed, the focused magic stone is taken by adventurers, and their corpses are fused into the dungeon itself, creating new monsters in the next cycle.

The dungeon has self-awareness, or it has a relationship with the monsters produced like Gestalt civilization. The dungeon itself is like a mother nest that constantly produces monsters, producing and circulating the corpses of monsters and itself.

Rampage had tried to invade the consciousness of the dungeon by controlling the death of the monster, but the results were not satisfactory. When the blood that took on his consciousness was absorbed by the dungeon, it was directly disconnected. It was obvious that he could not simply link with the dungeon.

And after this road failed, Fury began to experiment with heretics.

These monsters with natural consciousness have 'souls', like other normal creatures, but unlike the monsters themselves, they have souls after death.

He was curious as to where these souls belonged after death, whether they belonged to the hands of the gods and heavens like ordinary creatures, or where did they come from and go.

After tentatively testing several heretics who rebelled against him, he finally developed a connection to the dungeon itself.

After attaching to these souls, Fury sensed the destination of these souls after returning to the dungeon - the dungeon itself, that cold mechanical and huge consciousness.

I just felt it from a distance, and I didn't dare to understand it too deeply. But the souls of these heretics will cycle through the dungeon after death, and then be reincarnated as new heretics.

It seems that these heretics are not bugs in the dungeon system, but a brand-new form of life produced in the dungeon, a suspected gestalt system.

The research on the link between heretic souls and dungeons can only go so far for the time being. It is not that we cannot continue to study in depth, but it is too stupid to rashly link with an existence far stronger than ourselves without confirmation and guarantee. .

The current heretics have all been recovered by him, so that the intelligent monsters wandering around the dungeon know him - the name of the ancient saint, and he has also successfully become the 'god' in the minds of these heretics. '

Granting them the blood of the White King and transforming them into their own dragon guards, the existence of heretics has become a terrible force that cannot be ignored on the dungeon side.

At least none of the hidden dark faction sects dared to provoke heretics. As for the fallen fairy spirits below the forty-ninth floor and the only remaining dark sect leader, Thanatos, the **** of death, the fury will definitely visit them.

Regarding the mystery of the soul of this world, he has many questions to ask Thanatos, who is in charge of the soul of the lower world. In short, he still has a clear research direction.

But now, or the second research conducted by the colleagues, is the research on divine blood and family.

The kinship system of divine blood granting power is not worth emulating, but it is worth studying. After all, no matter how weak the power of the family seems, it is essentially a path of biological evolution.

After further research on the adventurers who were taken prisoner by heretics, this conjecture was basically 100% confirmed.

First of all, as the level of the family increases, the concentration of 'divine blood' distributed in their bodies will increase with the level of the family, and the higher the level of the family, the closer it is to the gods themselves.

The 'skill' held by the family is, in a sense, a kind of 'power' held by a divine creature like them. Continue to improve.

If this process can go on endlessly, it may really turn a person into a god.

but……

"It's really cunning, Lord God."

Furiously, he fiddled with the small glass bottle between his fingers, looking at the ruby-like divine blood in it, showing a mocking smile.

God seals his own power lower realm, but does not seal the control of his own power. The blood containing their weak divine power bestows mortal creatures with the ability to become a kinship, but as the degree of kinshipization increases, the kinship becomes more and more inseparable from the gods.

God O can completely control his own divine power and take back his family, and the cultivated family will lose all power in an instant. This kind of power is undoubtedly unfree, and even if he reaches the end by relying on the power of his god, he can only become a piece of paper from the god.

Maybe God o itself does not mean this, but the existence of such an operating system backdoor is an objective fact. So this further deepened the idea that Mu Feng would not be contaminated with this power.

This kind of power branded with personal will is like a usurer. How much you borrow now will be repaid thousands of times when you pay it back.

Although it is impossible to directly 'take' these divine blood, the research on the family's abilities and the high-level power mastered by the gods is now on the agenda.

"Lord Rath, the two adventurers belonging to the Apollo family have been brought here."

At this moment, wearing a full set of silver dragon head scale armor, Rabbit, more like a lizardman than a rabbit, walked in and said respectfully.

"Yeah." Furious nodded lightly, Rabbit looked at him, hesitating to speak

"What's wrong?" Furious frowned

"It's about Reed." Rabbit was silent for a moment, then whispered

"He and some heretics who were unwilling to submit to you went to the ground... It seems that they left the dungeon under the guidance of Ouranos."

"Ha, that's really a pity." He said indifferently.

"That Reed is quite talented. Most importantly, he is a lizard man. If he can be my family, I actually want to change his name to Sotigo."

The main **** of Uranus has been working on helping the heretics and mortals merge for a few years, but with little success. After all, heretics are just monsters with facelifts in essence, and it is almost impossible for a mortal species who have endured thousands of years of raging monsters to have a **** feud.

Mu Feng didn't know if the practice of promoting racial integration was right, but it was not unacceptable to him to let go of a few heretics. There is no need to go to the ground to find them, it will not be worth it.

"Okay, let them in." Furious stretched out his hand and smiled.

"Let them come forward to meet the Old Sage."

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Chapter 16. Fanatic Heresy

"Tiger, Rabbit! How did you escape!"

On the 24th floor of the dungeon, in a labyrinth gap, a large number of surviving heretics gathered in the temporary residence. The leader of the heretics, the LV5 dragon-born lizardman heretic Reid welcomed a man who made him happy. news.

A group of heretics who were kidnapped by humans some time ago returned to them safely, and their compatriots were protected from human beings. There is no better news than this.

"Wei! Bring some wine! There is a banquet today, and you can rest when you are drunk!"

Reed cheerfully ordered his compatriots to bring out their treasured drinks and food. Tonight is a day worth rejoicing for them. For the increasingly rare heretics, the joy of returning to a group of kin is indescribable.

"Wait a minute, Reed, I have something to say."

But at this moment, the leader of the tiger man, or the heretic Tiger, interrupted Reed's joy and said solemnly.

"A big deal about the future of our race."

Reed's expression became serious. Although Tiger's strength was only LV3, he could only be regarded as the backbone among them, but he was a rare and stable person among the heretics.

"First of all, those human families who have been hunting us... have been wiped out."

Tiger looked around and said the good news

In an instant, the heretic became boiling, and even began to cry with joy. No one can understand their hardships, they are not accepted by monsters, they are not accepted by humans, they are hunted and killed everywhere like mice, and they have nowhere to hide.

"Are you telling the truth? Tiger!" Reed said excitedly

"Yes." Tiger whispered

"Who did it? Tiger, it shouldn't be possible for you to do this." Guros, the second figure of the heretic and the leader of the internal radical faction, was not in a hurry to be happy, but looked at Guros and said solemnly.

"Including your escape, there are people secretly helping you, right?"

"Of course, Gross."

Tiger grinned and slowly took off his hood, and his face under the hood instantly caused an uproar within the heretic.

It was no longer the tiger of the past. It was more like a reptile than a mammal, more like a dragon species like Reed and Guros, and more like a... ferocious half-lizard.

Dark golden pupils, dense scales, and silent coercion made Reed feel very uncomfortable even when he stood in front of him. Although the hair on his body was still there, it was transformed into a solid and hard texture like a needle.

Under Tiger's signal, all the heretics who returned took off their hoods, revealing that they were infected with dragon blood and turned into dragon guards!

"Tiger, you..." Reed looked at Tiger in shock, almost speechless

"Reed, we have found the **** of our heretics."

Tiger's face became fanatical and adoring, raised his claws, and shouted

"He killed the humans who hunted us, and defeated the strongest family among mortals! He found us a home that belongs to us, and he gave us such supreme power!"

He recited the dragon text aloud, the pleasant ancient language stirred in the air, and the magic element was mobilized in large quantities, turning into a huge invisible force that enveloped all the heretics.

All the heretics felt that this power had given them a leap in their combat effectiveness, their strength, agility, magic power, and responsiveness were almost completely new!

Yan Ling? The King's Attendant!

"His name is Rath, and he is not a false god, but a noble oldone, king of rage, white dragon of pure silver! He will lead us to prosperity and give us great power, Let's live under the sun too!"

Tiger was acting like a radical and bewitching speaker at this time, and with his words and the mental fluctuations that spread quietly, many heretics also appeared moving. Performance.

This wasn't really mind control, it was just a little trick that Fury taught Tiger. Use mental fluctuations to subtly evoke the intense emotions of the speaker, and then let your speech effect reach its peak.

And for these heretics, they have indeed had too much hardship.

From the moment they were born, they were constantly chased and repelled. Monsters would attack them, and adventurers would hurt them unscrupulously. Even though they were both members of this world, they were unwilling to be attacked by any party in this world. admit.

To be able to live freely under the sun is a luxury for almost all of them. And when an opportunity and a promise are in front of you, even if it looks like a colorful and highly poisonous bait, some people will bite the hook willingly.

And as long as they bite the hook, they will become the most fanatical converts and become the best tools in the hands of rage.

The heretics made a restless voice, and the power displayed by Tiger was real. When the group of heretics returned from the captivity, not only were there no one missing, but their strength was greatly increased.

Heretics can also be leveled up, but it is different from the level-up method of accepting divine grace to obtain great achievements. They must kill the same kind, devour magic stones, and strengthen their inner self in order to further improve themselves.

"Reed, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for our family!"

Tiger threw a round head at Reed's feet, and every heretic will never forget that dead face, that is, the leader of the dark faction who hunted them, the tyrant Dix!

Now this hateful human has only one head left, and Tiger used reality to prove that he can protect his tribe.

Reed did not speak, and looked at Tiger silently. Although the scene he painted was incomparably wonderful, Reed still felt something strange.

Tiger's performance is really too fanatical, although the excitement of seeing a ray of hope in the dark is understandable, but this excessive fanaticism is really...