Call of Eschatology

Demon Realm, some hidden research room.

Oga and Yan Kailuo stood in front of a door and waited quietly, until a moment later, the door behind him slammed open, only one meter or three, black leather monsters with various small parts and instruments, striding through the door. Came out.

"prophet……"

Oga and Yan Kailuo both bowed their heads, seeming to have great respect for the black-skinned monster.

The black-skinned monster known as the "Prophet" just nodded gently, and it was proud and proud, although it was short in stature.

"How's the mechanical predator?"

"Already loved by Wen Yu's soul, Victor pulled into the nether world. It should not be useful in a short time. The two of us came this time to ask you if there is any here. What good, for example ... the second mechanical predator? "

Oga is humble, like a child asking his parents for pocket money.

When the prophet heard his word, he immediately gave a lip.

"Do you really think this thing is Chinese cabbage? I can take as much as I want? Or I don't want to mix with you guys with low IQ and stay for a long time, I'm afraid it will stain my smart brain ... and the spirit ... "

The prophet frantically froze from the demon to Oga, but Oga not only did not mean to be angry, but his head was one point lower.

Some verbal damage is not important at all. The important thing is that this strength is only the dead black skin of the eighth level, which is the focus of every war-even more important than any eleven strong. many!

Intelligence, although it ca n’t be transformed into direct strength in many cases, it can be transformed into indirect strength. Oga does not know how long this old black skin has lived, and it is unknown whether this old black skin has a life limit now. , But it is undeniable that this guy provided a steady stream of hole cards for the demons, as well as one surprise after another!

The old black skin was damaged for a long time. A curse was thrown into Oga's ears, but Oga just looked at his nose, nose and heart, without any reaction, until the old black skin was tired, He just stopped, and then he turned his head and spoke to Oga.

"Don't even think about mechanical natural enemies. The materials needed to create mechanical natural enemies are very special. After the destruction of the Bilga world, there is only a little bit left. It is already good to create a mechanical natural enemy. Right, How is the situation on the front line? "

"Returning to the Prophet, the frontline will not be able to attack for a long time. Although the results are good, but nothing unexpected, we may not achieve the strategic goal of breaking the eighth-level yoke within ten years. No, we thought of you, Prophet. ... "

Oga hippie smiled, while talking about the situation, while still holding the meaning of wanting to get something good.

The Prophet was also an understanding person. At this moment, he shook his head slightly, then turned and returned to the laboratory.

"Come with me. Although there is no second mechanical enemy, we still have a lot of good things ... especially this ..."

The prophet's tone was full of enthusiasm. Oga and Yan Kailuo stared at each other and entered the laboratory together. As the lights turned on, the entire laboratory suddenly became bright!

I saw a huge bone cage in the middle of the laboratory. Through the gap of the cage, a tightly bound strong humanoid was faintly visible.

"This is, Tang Haofei?"

Oga didn't know why, and the prophet nodded.

"It's the little guy who ruined the research institute and was captured by you. Fortunately, I haven't been confused with those stupid people you call 'scholars', otherwise I'll be farting!"

Even though Tang was captured, the results were also glorious—the solution to the devil's material storage warehouse, the secret treasure house, and even the Academy of Sciences. This level of blow is enough to reduce the offensive intensity of the demons by more than 30% ...

It is a pity that this old black man does not serve in the Mozu Academy of Sciences.

The old black skin spit again, and for a moment, he just rested his throat and walked to the front of the bone cage.

Inside, Tang Haofei seemed to have been injected with some kind of medicine, and now he was quiet and sleeping.

"I heard you guys got an interesting little guy back, so you took him over, and you wouldn't blame the old man for making good ideas, right?"

"Dare not dare."

Oga and Yan Kailuo immediately shook their heads.

"Hum, I dare you!"

Lao Heipi said so, and then picked up a syringe from the side, the needle tip of the syringe was flashing with cold light, it seemed to be made of some special material. The sticky blood was drawn out immediately.

"After taking your things, naturally I will give you back some more. The trading rules between me and the spirit have always been the same. No one on both sides should suffer, and no one owes anyone. Now, it is time for you to harvest.

The old black man dangled the needle in his hand and smiled.

...

"Om ~~~"

A mechanical roar rang, and behind the laboratory, a steel door opened suddenly, and Oga and Yan Kailuoqi looked inward.

I saw rows of petri dishes coming into view, among which a personal figure curled up in the petri dish stably, as if immersed in the mother's fetus.

"Cloning technology."

Lao Heipi said briefly that both Oga and Yan Kailuo were stunned. They looked at Tang Haofei and looked at nearly one thousand of them, and their faces suddenly surprised.

This technical ability ...

If this old black leather can perfectly clone everything from Tang Haofei, not to mention the earth, even the demon must obediently lie down in front of old black leather and bow down.

"Don't think too much. I don't threaten demons, and cloning is not as versatile as you think!"

May be guessing the mind of Oga and Yan Kailuo, the old black skin uttered a salty sound, then went into the warehouse, stood in front of a petri dish and pressed for a moment.

As the liquid slowly disappeared and the hatch opened, a clone with a similar appearance to Tang Haofei, stumbled out of the petri dish.

"The peak of the eighth level of strength, most of the skills are retained, there is a balance of strength left, and only a part of the challenger trials ... but, life and death battle, hehehehehe ...

Old Black was laughing again, he looked at the clone on the ground as if looking at a flawless gem!

He then picked up the syringe in his hand and injected a tube of Tang Haofei's blood into the cloned human.

In this way, the production of a clone of a human is over.

"This is the limit I can do, even if you give me more time, this technology has come to an end, but ..."

"Based on the eighth peak physical fitness, it can refresh ten life and death battles!"