Chapter 235 Experiment

The riot was quickly suppressed, and more than 30 injured people were all killed, leaving only one person with the mildest mutation symptoms.

His wrists and ankles were shackled and fixed to a laboratory table, and his mouth was tightened with an iron chain. Crowne kept him there specifically for experiments.

Watt and others had solemn expressions, their hands were stained with the blood of their former comrades, which made them very depressed.

Seeing the heavy atmosphere, Crown walked over, patted a few key members on the back, and said:

"We will avenge the soldiers, but now is not the time to grieve. Take these corpses out immediately and burn and bury them. Also, check everyone to see if anyone was injured.

Watt, go arrange the night watch now, tell the soldiers to wear thicker clothes, and have the craftsmen hide in the house and lock the doors and windows. "

Ordinary people have no resistance to this mutated toxin, and staying outside would be a burden.

"Yes, sir," Watt responded and went out immediately to make arrangements.

After everyone left, Crown made a thick mask, covered his entire body with silver metal, and walked into the room where the mutants were imprisoned.

Holy water spray is used for disinfection here, I hope it will be of some help.

He loosened the chain in the mutant's mouth, and the mutant immediately opened his mouth and roared.

Clown quickly pinched his upper and lower jaws, preventing them from closing, and then poured in a bottle of No. 2 holy water.

The mutant seemed to have drunk boiling water. A series of bubbles quickly appeared on his mouth and gray smoke came out of his mouth.

It tried desperately to shake its head, but was held down tightly, unable to move. After a while, it swallowed the holy water.

The mutant struggled even harder, but Crown still didn't let go. Dealing with the other party's strength was no pressure for him at all.

After waiting for a while, the mutant stopped struggling, but the ferocious expression on his face remained the same.

No effect? ​​Klauen frowned even more. Holy water was not very effective against this kind of mutation. The situation was more serious than he expected. He had to report it to the Holy Fire Cathedral for assistance.

He took out a bottle of cleansing water and forced the mutant to drink it.

The expression on the mutant's face eased slightly, but the symptoms on his body did not improve.

He took out another bottle of golden talisman water and poured it into the mutant's mouth again.

After two or three seconds, the mutant's reaction became more violent, and the shackles on his hands and feet were pulled tightly by it.

These fine iron shackles were deformed by brute force, and black and red oil flowed out of its pores. The room was filled with a fishy smell similar to that of seaweed.

The other party's eyes were obviously bulging out, and Crown couldn't help but worry that the other party's eyeballs would explode, so he helped press them back.

After three or four minutes, the mutant's symptoms eased and the dark spots on his skin began to fade.

There is a way! Crown was greatly encouraged. The relief of his symptoms proved that the mutation was not incurable. He did not need to worry too much even if he was bitten accidentally.

He breathed a sigh of relief and took out a bottle of golden talisman water and forced the mutant to take it.

One after another, the mutant's symptoms became lighter and lighter, his skin color returned to normal, and the protruding black blood vessels also became normal.

The hazy and turbid texture of frosted glass in his eyes disappeared, and clarity returned to his eyes.

He smiled at Crown, then tilted his head and died quietly.

You couldn't hold on after all? Crown shook the mutant who had completely lost his vital signs and sighed.

He was a little depressed, but this emotion soon disappeared. The dead are gone, and the living need to be stronger.

To be on the safe side, he cut off the opponent's spine, leg bones and arm bones, then wrapped the body tightly in an oilcloth and carried him out of the city.

Only the last rays of sunset remained, and gray mist could be seen in the sky.

Walking out of the city wall, Crown saw a horrifying scene.

Several people with flames all over their bodies rushed out from the firewood pile, but were kicked back by the soldiers next to them.

After this happened three times, the scene finally calmed down.

"What's going on?"

Crane asked, throwing the body on his shoulder into the pyre.

"Those who were bitten to death have been resurrected."

A fire warrior nearby answered, his tone trembling, obviously quite stimulated.

"He died and was resurrected, so he is no longer the same person."

Clown held his forehead helplessly. If he got injured while fighting against the mutant ratmen, it meant there was no turning back. Even if he died, he would be resurrected as a monster. It was terrifying to think about it.

. . . .

Gray fog submerged the earth. Oil lamps were hung on the city walls, and thousands of lights were lit in the city.

Outside the city wall, there were some obstacles placed in a mess and a bunch of bonfires were lit.

The sanctuary in the smelting castle has been built, and the church above is also under construction in full swing.

When the church bell tower is built, there will be a tall tower with a holy fire lit here to dispel the gray fog and bring light.

What happened in the afternoon cast a shadow over the hearts of everyone in the castle. Clown could sense the soldiers' uneasiness and the atmosphere was depressing.

He raised his hand, released Fujin who was resting on his forearm, and ordered him to scout the direction of the mine.

The crow's size has increased recently, now as big as an eagle. Traveling through the gray fog for a short period of time will not cause any harm to the pet, so all the golden talisman water he fed it was not in vain.

Buster looked at his good friend leaving and called out "meow".

Both of these pets have reached the extraordinary level. Clown kept them with him, thinking that in case of emergency, it would be like having two extra fighting forces.

Beforehand, he had strictly ordered his pets not to use their mouths when attacking, but only their claws.

Ten minutes later, Fujin flew back and delivered the bad news via mental link: "A large group of ratmen are coming."

“Prepare for battle!”

Crown shouted, then summoned the Fire Cube.

The silver cube was floating, and layers of liquid metal wrapped around Yu Ling, and soon a metal clone appeared beside him.

'You are responsible for blocking!'

He passed orders to his clone that the goal of tonight's battle was to keep the enemy out of the castle.

The metal clone transformed a fine iron round shield into his left hand and held a huge bronze sword in his right hand. He jumped down from the city wall and walked to the edge of the light range.

"Prepare for battle."

"Prepare for battle."

Voices came one after another, which were the responses of the second-level captains.

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From the images transmitted by Fokine, Crown saw a large group of mutant ratmen marching towards him. These ratmen were incredibly strong, even more exaggerated than Watt's description.

He gripped the weapon tightly in his hand, squinted his eyes and waited for the battle to begin.

Crown decided to get the arsenal up and running immediately after Del and others arrived.

If you can use artillery fire to clear the ground when dealing with flesh and blood creatures, the battle will be much easier.

He was going to start studying alchemy, focusing on the research direction of explosives. If gunpowder was not powerful enough, he would use a large equivalent.

It would be a waste not to make use of such a unique condition as the Metal Spirit Control.

. . . .

At this moment, Skaven was walking down the mountain in high spirits.

The sacrifice was successful, and the generous gods gave it and its people stronger bodies, and the poison in their bodies became more deadly.

It has become the undisputed strongest among the ratmen, and this is what makes him happiest.

It was surrounded by several humans in armor, or to be more precise, several mutants who had lost their ability to think like humans. These people were the second-level transcendents who had died at the hands of the ratmen in the afternoon.

The Skaven was itching to eat the two-legged animal that was so attractive to it, and his heart was trembling with excitement at the thought of eating it soon.

The other person's scent was so fragrant that it had been thinking about it day and night for days.

When he saw the metal clone entering the battle, Klauen began to release Moon Shield and Golden Armor on the soldiers.

Now is not the time to be stingy, his efforts may save some lives.

The ratmen that swarmed in suffered the first round of attacks, and crossbow arrows swarmed towards them.

After looking at the results of the crossbow, Clown shook his head slightly.

No ratmen fell in this round of attack. Even if a blind cat caught a dead mouse and shot it in weak parts such as the eyes, it did not take down any enemy.

Watt took a step forward and pointed at a much taller ratman in the light range and said:

“Sir, that ratman has magical abilities. It can throw bone spears and release bone shields to defend against attacks.

I think it might be the leader of the ratmen, because all the ratmen obey his orders."

"Got it. I will be responsible for killing this leader later."

Klauen used his fire breath to release the source armor and locked his eyes on the target.

The Skaven looked up as if aware of something. When it spotted the look of the peeper, it bared its teeth and gave a sinister smile, and sparks flew between their eyes.

It found its target and it looked like there would be something delicious tonight.

The battle became intense as soon as it started. The ratmen attacked like crazy and the soldiers defended firmly. Everyone knew that retreating would only lead to faster death.

A revolver appeared in Crown's hand, he aimed at the Tall Rat Man and pulled the trigger.

"Bang"

The sound of the gun was drowned out by the sound of hacking, and the brass bullet was fired, hitting the target's eye socket.

Crown was not surprised to see the bullet being dodged. If it could be fatal with one blow, it would only mean that the ratman was not the real leader.

The Skaven felt insulted, and with a snarl, he charged forward.

The gods gave it a stronger body, but also took away its little sanity, so it would explode at the slightest provocation.

I had originally planned to use other tribesmen to deplete the enemy's strength, but now I can't take care of that.

It let out a roar and rushed forward with the large group.

The Skaven decided to tear apart the enemies who provoked them and taste the fragrance of their flesh and blood.

It took the bait so easily? This thing is really not very smart.

Crown laughed and fired a few more shots as the enemy ran wildly.

The Skaven's anger value increased again, its eyes were as red as blood, and there was a crazy flame in them.

It jumped over the obstacle blocking its way, swung its claws forward, and a row of javelin-length gray-white bone spikes flew towards Crown's position.

(End of this chapter)