The black figure carried the body and stood in front of Arwena Algor Zelgar's tombstone.
The figure looked at the tombstone and his breath obviously hastened.
Then, the figure carried the body and walked around the tombstone. During the process, the figure triggered some kind of mechanism and the ground that was tightly sealed suddenly sank, revealing a dark entrance.
Stairs after stairs extended downwards.
The figure was undoubtedly very familiar with the place, he didn't need any lighting tools and walked straight down the stairs.
After the figure entered, the ground returned to its original state.
Time flew quickly.
15 minutes later, a figure that had been hiding in the area appeared.
The figure carefully approached the tombstone.
Then, the figure activated the mechanism in the same skilled way and entered.
…
After going through the dark and long corridor, at the end of the corridor, a metal door appeared.
The figure carried the body and placed his hand on the LCD panel beside the door.
Beep!
Beep Beep Beep!
After a series of electronic beeps, the door slowly opened to both sides and at the same time, a female synthesized voice sounded.
"Welcome, Sir Syro Derl."
The voice echoed in the hall behind the door. The pale light shone on the face. At that moment, the face didn't look like a scholar at all.
All it had was a sense of coldness.
The coldness that sent chills down one's spine was similar to seeing a venomous snake under one's feet, the instinctive feeling of disgust mixed with fear.
However, it felt more real and natural.
At least, Syro Derl felt comfortable.
He had long hated wearing such a hypocritical mask in front of everyone.
Now, he was his real self.
Bloodthirsty and cruel.
He had been like that since the beginning.
Otherwise, why would he participate in this experiment that would change his life?
Once he thought about how he was about to truly complete the last step, Syro Derl couldn't help but widen his mouth, sticking out his tongue to lick his dry lips.
Then, he strode in.
The hall was very tidy, the tables, chairs, documents were arranged neatly and so were the 5-meter tall cylindrical glass containers.
Inside the containers was a clear, gelatinous liquid and … dead bodies.
That's right, dead bodies.
There were humans, Blood Descendants, and even ghouls.
Most of them were ogres.
The ogres in the containers were not as ferocious and terrifying as they appeared at night. They were lifeless and smelled rotten.
Even with the barrier of the gelatinous liquid, the nauseating smell continued to permeate the air.
But Slodel didn't mind at all.
The mayor even had a look of enjoyment on his face as he walked past the glass containers.
It was as if he was admiring his own masterpiece, serious and intoxicated.
When he reached the end of the hall, there was a jar that was larger than the other glass containers and had more thick wires connected to it. The intoxication on the mayor's face reached a peak.
As he placed the corpse inside, he began to take off his clothes.
"Soon!"
"I will soon obtain the power of immortality."
"It's been too long."
The mayor took in a deep breath.
Then …
He walked into it.
The glass container immediately began to close.
The transparent tape solution was quickly filled in.
Slodel, who should have been suffocating, seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. Not only was his breathing long, but his expression was also serene.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
…
30 seconds later, a figure walked out from the shadows and looked at Slodel in the glass container with a cold smile.
"Arrogant bastard."
The figure said slowly.
The light from the lamp shone on the glass container, reflecting the figure's face.
The figure's face was normal but pale, his eyes were extremely sharp and unforgettable.
The figure wasn't in a hurry to destroy Slodel's experiment.
Or rather …
The figure knew Slodel's experiment wouldn't succeed.
After all, he killed Wilberst with his own hands and left something behind in Wilberst's body.
It was natural that the little bit of 'something' was left behind was to target Slodel.
"Do you know what you have done is already known by the lord?"
"The lord didn't stop you because you are still useful to him."
"To let you lead the way."
"Enter …"
"The lord you are talking about, Cook?"
The figure's words were interrupted abruptly. Slodel, who was supposed to be asleep in the glass container, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the figure outside the glass container.
The figure was shocked and unconsciously took two steps back.
However, the figure quickly reacted to the situation and stopped his actions.
The figure knew what kind of state Slodel was in at the moment. Maybe he wouldn't be a match for Slodel under normal circumstances, but now?
Slodel couldn't even fight back.
A nasty sense of mockery rose in the figure's heart.
The figure showed a smile and looked at Slodel with an interested gaze.
"What do you think?"
The figure asked.
"Of course not.
Cook might have quite the influence in Eiders, but he shouldn't know about these things. Besides, he should be busy running away right now. "
While ignoring the gelatinous solution, Syro Derl said slowly.
"Mm.
"That guy really did run away."
Before he ran, he even played some tricks — he thought he could escape, but in the end?
His fate was sealed a long time ago. "
"Just like you."
The person outside the glass container smirked and a malicious smile appeared on his face.
"Sealed a long time ago?
No, no, it's not like that.
"You are Cook's shadow, and Cook never trusted you from the beginning. He even played you at the last moment. Do you think I would enter this place without taking any precautions?"
Sloth Derl smiled.
The figure was stunned and instinctively looked around.
When he realized there were no changes, he laughed coldly.
"Trying to scare me?
I wanted to let you live a little longer, but you pissed me off.
So, you are going to … "
Before the word "die" could escape his mouth, he stopped abruptly.
A laser beam shot out from the wall and perforated the figure who thought he had everything under control.
Pak!
The charred body fell to the ground.
Slodel looked at the body, his eyes showing disdain.
However, the disdain was quickly replaced by shock.
Because the sound of footsteps could be heard.
A fat figure appeared in the hall.
It was …
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