The Dark King

The underground of the castle is a three-story basement. Such underground buildings are not uncommon in other noble castles. Most nobles like to build mantles, which contain some high-quality wines and books, as well as their own gold jewelry wealth. . However, in the underground building of the Berne family, there is no such thing as any of the above, only instruments, and people.

A wide variety of instruments are placed in the basement of each floor, and some instruments are more like torture instruments. There are eight rooms in each basement. There are either torture instruments in the room or people imprisoned. Most of them are about twenty years old. They are physically strong and they are the most brilliant moments of vitality.

The man known as the Black Master is a 60-year-old man with a black hood and his hair erected neatly and beautifully. The silver and black hair are intertwined and his face is deep. Although he is old, he can still see young. It was very handsome. At this moment, he came to the basement along the spiral staircase, and the people stationed in it were all dressed in black robes, like ghosts.

Seeing the arrival of the Black Master, the guarded black robes bowed their heads.

The black master went straight to the second floor of the basement, stopped in front of the fourth room in the middle, pushed open the door, inside was a laboratory, and at the moment the lab’s metal bed lay a full-bodied woman with both hands The shackles were at the bedside, and they were in a semi-conscious state. When they heard the movement, the woman slowly opened her eyes and saw the black master.

The black mage was not scared by the gaze of her face, but smiled a little. "Yes, it seems that you have adapted, and blind struggle will only hurt you, very good."

The **** woman roared at him and bit his teeth: "You are scum, one day the temple will arrest you and burn your holy fire!"

The black wizard picked up the hood, and a silver-gray hair slid down. Under the faint swaying light, the body was straight, just looking at the back, like the paladin of the stalwart, but the face was wrinkled, and the erosion of the years could not resist, he With a smile, her eyes moved down from the woman's face and slowly moved down her neck to her chest. This is not a part of a man who sees impulsiveness, but a picture that will instantly deflate.

The neck of the woman's neck is still white, but the skin stops here, and the lower half is cut open. The inside is a clearly visible fleshy tissue, just like being peeled alive, and the place below the fleshy tissue. At the heart level, a few clavicles seem to open their jaws, holding a group of dark red tissues that are slightly twisted, and a red beating heart.

The black wizard’s eyes sparkled, as if he was admiring a perfect piece of art, with a bit of fanaticism and intoxication in his eyes. Although he could see it clearly in his vision, his body still couldn’t help himself. Leaning, close, seems to want to see every blood vessel carefully.

When the woman saw his expression, she only felt nausea and looked at him with disgust. "You betrayed the Bourne, you will be executed sooner or later!"

When the black mage heard his words, he slightly looked at her and glanced at her. He chuckled and said: "If you want to be judged, then only God can judge me. Unfortunately, there is no **** in this world. The group of people in the temple will only It’s no better than me, the only difference is that they are powerful, so they are legal, and I am not obeying their rules, so I am not legal.”

The woman slammed, "A villain like you, you should die without a place to die!"

The black mage smiled softly, turned and left, and waved: "If you want me to die, just stay alive, or how can you see that day?"

When the words fell, the person had already left the door and took the room with him.

After leaving the room, the Black Master went to a laboratory on the third floor of the underground. The laboratory was immersed in various excised tissues, the baby's head, the woman's broken hand, and the beast's eyes and claws. There is also a soaking red, can not see the heart of humans or monsters, stomach.

The black mage took off his coat, hung it aside, put on the overalls in the lab, and took a small glass test tube from the freezer, which was frozen with a parasitic soul. He got the workbench, twisted the lamp, and then clipped the parasitic soul insect with a scorpion in front of an instrument, sliced ​​it with a knife, and placed it in front of the instrument.

Seeing this instrument, Du Di'an eyes flashed a glimmer of light. This is a microscope, which is roughly the same as the old ones. However, from the material point of view, it is obviously produced by the later generations, with obvious stitching marks.

"It didn't take a lot of effort." Du Di'an's mouth raised slightly, but did not act immediately. He was going to observe it again to see if there was any power behind the Berne family.

A night passed.

The Black Master played with all kinds of organs in the laboratory. Du Di'an also observed all night. On the next morning, the Black Master felt tired and got up and left the basement and returned to the castle to rest. Du Di'an also took the opportunity to close his eyes and regain his spirits. Less than an hour later, the dawn of the dawn light came to the castle, and Du Dian sat up with a sleepy look and yawned.

At this time, the other three people also began to pick up one by one.

After Du Di'an washes, the three people come to the kitchen. At this time, the vegetable vendors in the market have sent the dishes they have ordered to the castle. Several people will go to the reception and then use the carriage specially equipped in the kitchen to make a few cabbages. Haul back to the kitchen.

Next, a few people divide the work, washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, making cakes, and so on.

Breakfast is easy to make, milk plus vegetables, this is Barrett Bourne, the taste is light. Milk and bacon, this is Barrett's son, milk and snacks, this is a few ladies.

As for the other ten pioneers and masters, all are milk and steak, and high-calorie foods are eaten early in the morning.

After the breakfast is finished, several people prepare the meals to be prepared at noon in advance, and wait until the point is made.

During this time, one hour of free breaks can be taken, and the three men huddle in the corner of the kitchen to chat or yawn in a daze. Du Di'an leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

Three meals a day soon ended. At night, when Du Di'an was ready to go back to rest, she met Angela. She came to Dudyan specifically. As one of the top ten pioneers in the castle, her status was only slightly lower than that of the housekeeper. The butler's strength is not strong, just an ordinary person, but in this world, rights are often more important than strength. Stronger people, no background, just a high-level hitter.

As for rebellion, chaos? There will always be other benevolent surrenders, or the masters who are forced to surrender by means of the means to suppress.

"You, come with me." Angela stopped on the way to Du Di'an and the other three back to the bedroom, pointing to Du Di'an, who was walking in front, said blankly.

Du Dian frowned slightly and nodded.

When he followed Angela, he was not far away, and he immediately heard the admiration of the three people behind him.

"This kid is really blessed."

"It seems that Angela is addicted to him."

"It seems that this kid is going to be drained."

Du Di'an looked at Angela in front of her. She should have heard such a voice. It just didn't have any reaction. It seems that this woman has no big taboo on this aspect.

With a slight sigh in the heart, Du Dian stopped by a lawn and asked, "Miss Angela, where are you going to take me?"

"Go to my room and sit down, something to find you." Angela stopped, but her face was no longer cold, but with a hint of charm.

Du Di'an smiled, "Miss Angela, the three seniors are strong and strong, why don't you go find them?"

Angela's face was very cold. "You think of me as someone. What kind of goods do you think I can see? Just rely on the three pigs? The ugly ones are the same, hey, don't give me enough shoes. qualifications."

Du Dian couldn't help but want to turn his eyes, and you can't see it, it's all about appearance.

"Come on, don't delay my time, it's not too early." Angela urged.

Du Di'an felt a move and quickly promised to follow up.

Angela turned and walked away. Unexpectedly, she just turned around and heard a scream from behind her. Looking back, she saw Dudian falling to the ground.

"How are you so careless." Angela quickly stepped forward to help.

Du Dian looked up and a blood mark appeared on his cheek, blood flowing.

Angela was scared. "How did you do it?" When he looked at the place where Dudian wrestled, there was a small stone with blood on it. Obviously, Dudian's face was drawn on it.

Du Di'an pained the facial features and wrinkled into a group. He cried: "It hurts, it hurts me!"

I have to say that the good-looking face, as long as you are willing to use your heart, will definitely make an ugly gesture. At this moment, Du Di'an's painful facial features are wrinkled, his lips are turned up, his eyes are straightforward, his cheeks are twisted, and he looks very ugly.

Angela suddenly felt that there was no interest. I didn't expect that a little scratch would make Du Di'an feel so embarrassed. For her, the injury was just a routine, but Du Di'an looked like a real white face. The skin of the skin, you will die if you are injured. Although she can negate all the shortcomings with a good-looking skin, Du Di'an is not good-looking at the moment, and she is weak. She is disappointed in her heart and loosens the hand that she had helped. She frowned. "Don't call, you go to Mr. Rand. Look, or go back and wash your wounds, bandaging it, not a big injury, you can't die."

Du Dian licked his injured face, hurting his nose and screaming. "Yes, but I have to go to you..."

"You don't have to go." Angela was impatient when he finished.

Du Dian was so stunned that even the pain on his face was forgotten.

Seeing his wrong eyes, Angela felt more upset, turned and walked, too lazy to ignore.

Walking, she suddenly thought, how could it be so smart? Just as he had just abandoned the other three ugliness, Du Di'an's face was scratched. Was he intentional? At this point, she couldn't help but turn her head and look at it. This time, all of her thoughts disappeared. I saw Du Dian squinting, his shoulders swaying, and his low sobs sobbing, actually...he cried!

She shook her head, turned and walked quickly, staying up late, and hurrying to find something else.

Du Di'an did not go to Rand and squinted back to the bedroom. While rubbing his face, he kept licking his wounds with his fingers to prevent the wound from healing.

In fact, the wound is not the one he touched. With the quality of the stone, even if he rubs it on his face, he may not be able to draw a wound. He will use his nails to cut his cheeks while he falls, and then The face fell on the stone, which appeared to be scratched and scratched.

He found that after experiencing the experiment of Haoyue, the body's self-healing ability rose several levels. First, his legs and hands, as well as the scars that had been left in the prison, all healed!

The broken leg has also recovered. The previous dark scars have also faded the clam shell. The inside is a brand new skin. There is no half scar on the body, and even the magic marks on the chest disappear.

Unfortunately, this amazing healing power did not work on his chest, and his heart was still broken.

However, after these days of observation, Du Di'an discovered that the heart that was concealed seemed to grow a little bit and seemed to grow.

This gave Du Di'an a burning hope, perhaps, the heart will continue to grow until it is fully adapted to his body and become a new heart in his body!

When Du Di'an looked at his blood and returned, the three people in the dormitory were all shocked. They quickly picked up and asked about the situation. Du Di'an was only hurt by a stone bump. Although the three of them yelled Du Di'an, they saw that Du Di'an had poured water and helped him clean the wound. Du Di'an had some different eyes.

The three men pulled out the first aid hemostatic medicine from the dormitory and applied it to Du Di'an. After a few words, they returned to their beds.

At night, the three quickly fell asleep, Du Di'an got up and used the perspective to see everything in the castle. He soon saw that the young master who climbed from the window last night to his father's little room, went to the window tonight. Climbed to the room of another young girl, this is Barrett's eldest daughter, and the young master seems to be the same father.

Du Dian looked a little emotional, this young master is really energetic enough.

In addition to the young man's indecent behavior, Du Di'an's attention was mainly focused on the black master. Through daytime observation, he discovered that the black wizard was the key figure in the castle, and it was not the guards hired by Barrett. The knight, but similar to the identity of the guest, but from the performance of the black mage, he is obviously not just as simple as a guest in the castle.

At this moment, the black mage is reading in his own study. His study is very spacious. There are many books in it. Through perspective, Du Di'an can see the words on the back of the paper and find that he is watching a few weird human anatomical drawings with humans and monsters. The limbs are mixed together and look like a combination of insects in Sylvia, a combination of half-human and half-magic.