As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

After waiting for about 10 seconds, Bazel went deep into the sunken wall and slowly took out the softened part, forming a hollow.

"Farnes' buildings often use a magic material called [Spider Silver]."

Seeing the surprised look of the silver-haired girl, she explained in a low voice:

"It can be used for early warning, and its toughness is also good... Even if the wall is smashed by a huge impact, it can still maintain it."

"I concocted a potion for this thing a long time ago, as long as it gets a little bit on, the spider silver will soften along with the wall."

The hole is not that big.

Both of them were relatively slender, and they slipped through easily.

"Clap."

After entering, Bazel pinched the softened part into shape like plasticine, and put it back on the wall.

Her technique is superb, unless she sticks her eyes on it and checks the lines bit by bit, it is absolutely impossible to find any abnormalities.

"Be careful and follow me."

Bazel told Egwene to let her move with his footsteps.

The silver-haired girl didn't dare to be negligent, and carefully stepped on the place she walked, without taking a step out of the range.

"The location of the workshop is over there."

Xianya hides at the side, pointing the way for them:

"There are 2 patrolling guards in front, and there is a secret sentry hidden in the rockery..."

Under the guidance of Little Lolita, the two of them avoided obstacles and arrived at the gate of the alchemy workshop quietly.

"What about the people at the door?"

The silver-haired girl frowned and asked:

"The door is locked, we can't get in."

"It's your turn now."

Bazel smiled:

"Just use mind control to deal with them. I have confirmed that these people have no trace of control."

"Can't you come by yourself?"

Hearing her words, Aiwen felt a little helpless.

But seeing that Bazel had no intention of doing anything, he had no choice but to use the Confusion of Shadows to forcibly control the guards at the door.

"Open the door."

Under her order, the guard obediently opened the door.

Arriving inside the workshop, a rancid smell came to the nostrils.

"This is the smell of rotting bodies... It seems that Moses' research is very interesting."

Bazel nodded and said:

"In vivo research is used, and there is the smell of leaves of life in it, which forcibly prolongs the life of the experimenters so that they will not die immediately."

"Hey! It's time to eat."

After walking inside for a while, I happened to see a jailer knocking on the guardrail with a stick and handing a basin in.

"do not eat!"

A pair of small hands just wanted to take it, but was blocked by a big hand next to it.

"But I'm hungry..."

A childish voice said timidly.

"Anyone can eat it, hurry up!"

The jailer said impatiently:

"Give me the bowl when you're done eating."

"I come."

The big hand took the basin in, and there was a swallowing sound.

— let's go.

After the jailer took the basin away cursingly, Bazel gestured to the silver-haired girl.

The two came to the outside of the railing with the wooden sign of "Dog No. 03", and saw an adult male of the dog-human tribe lying on the ground, clutching his stomach and howling in pain.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……!!"

He kept rolling, blood slowly oozing from between his fingers.

There is also a young canine-man next to him, who is hiding in a corner in panic at this time, watching a few tiny tentacles emerge from the stomach of an adult canine.

"It's a parasite."

Bazel explained:

"These dog people were forcibly fed with parasitic eggs and used as breeding containers."

"The purpose of this experiment should be to observe how long they can survive after being parasitized, and how well they adapt to this parasite."

Chapter 330 Moses' Secret

"Too vicious."

The silver-haired girl looked at the dog-human man who fell on the ground, and looked away impatiently.

"This should be the easiest experiment."

Bazel looked at the wooden sign of "Dog No. 03" and analyzed:

"The experimental area is divided according to the types of orcs... The dog-human race is characterized by hard work and hard work, but their vitality is low and they are easy to die."

"So we use them to do this kind of simple and crude experiment. If they can survive, it will be considered a success, and if they die, the experiment will fail."

After passing the area of ​​the dog people, it was replaced by the bear people.

The experience of these bear people is even more tragic. Devices and tools for body mutilation can be seen everywhere.

In one of the rooms, there was even a splicing body, which is to put the arms and legs of other races on the bear people, and then heal them with magic to see if they can move normally.

"It seems that Moses was also a healer."

Bazel nodded and said:

"Although this kind of experiment seems cruel, it is the best way to verify;"

"If the experiment is successful, those who suffer from disabilities can have new limbs and enjoy a new life."

Is it for Rowling?

The silver-haired girl frowned in thought.

She was very disgusted with such a cruel experiment.

But I have to admit that Moses is really doting on his granddaughter, but the way he uses it is really unacceptable.

"Can I ask someone directly?"

She couldn't bear to continue watching, and asked Bazel in a low voice:

"For example, arresting a jailer and asking about the situation."

"No, all jailers have signs of being controlled."

Bazel observed the patrolling jailer for a moment, shook his head and said:

"Moses attaches great importance to the security inside the workshop, which is completely incomparable with the looseness outside. These jailers should be his dead soldiers."

"Ow!!"

At this time, a bear man who couldn't stand the pain began to bite his arm that was rigidly attached, trying to tear it off.

Soon after hearing the news, a jailer arrived and beat the bear man severely with sticks until it couldn't move.

"Take it away and see if you can save it."

Then someone carried out the dying bear man, and said in a gloomy voice:

"If it dies, add some new ones. Anyway, its condition is not good, and it is useless waste."

"Save it."

The silver-haired girl gestured to Bazel.

Bazel knew that she wanted to find someone to ask for a question in order to find out the situation here, so he nodded and hid in the darkness.

The silver-haired girl used the shadow created by the torch to carefully move around, looking for information about the cells in various places.

After a while, Bazel came back and whispered something in her ear.

The two quietly left and came to an unused room.

There, the bear man who was on the verge of death has recovered slightly and seems to have just received medical treatment.

"I'm here to save you."

The silver-haired girl showed it a token with a mark representing the anti-magic association on it.

This thing was stolen by Xianya from Robert's men, and it just came in handy now.

"Tell me what you know, I need detailed information about this place."

"I thought you humans didn't have a good thing..."

The bear man obviously also knew about the anti-magic association, so he replied weakly:

"Ever since I entered here, I knew I was going to die, but I didn't expect to be able to... cough cough cough!!"

It coughed violently, spewing out blood foam.