The mutant beasts attacked with unstoppable force, breaking through the border defenses in just one week.
Even if half of the army was left there, they were still defeated.
Fortunately, Xunmi and Logeas arrived at the border in time, and the two joined forces to push the mutant beast back.
After reorganizing the group, the counterattack began.
Bertha's life was pretty good at first after she left. She was very comfortable and spent all her time cultivating her spiritual power.
After contacting several experts who specialized in studying mental power, she told them that mental power could be cultivated.
Now his status in Hei Lan has reached a higher level, and he is treated respectfully wherever he goes.
This barely eased the anger she received on Starnet. Those ignorant and stupid people didn't know anything.
She is the best, that bitch can't compare to her.
Lanhua was admiring the black mist when suddenly a group of Fire Dragon Knights rushed out and surrounded her.
Bertha stood up unhappily and glared at the person who disturbed her.
"Who are you? Who allowed you to disturb me? Get out of here."
Although she was not engaged to anyone, she had a very high status in Hei Lan, and even King Hei Lan was respectful and polite to her.
During the past half month or so, her arrogance has been brought out again.
She would make a fuss if something went slightly wrong.
The Fire Dragon Knight didn't want to waste time talking to her and directly summoned the Fire Dragon and started attacking.
Bertha was stunned for a moment. Her hair was burned off by the first fire dragon that attacked. She was so angry that she released her mental power without reservation.
Seeing that their goal had been achieved, the Flame Dragon Knights no longer used probing tactics, but all rushed forward, wanting to capture the man in one fell swoop.
All the precious mist flowers in the garden were destroyed in an instant, but no one cared about them at this time.
Because they have more valuable things to dig out. As long as they can get accurate results, not to mention a few mist flowers, even the fire dragon can be discarded.
Bertha has not been lazy at all during this period, so her mental strength has grown rapidly.
But no matter how fast she was, she could not withstand the attacks of a group of fire dragons. Soon her mental strength was at a critical point, and the range she could withstand was getting smaller and smaller.
"Who the hell are you? How dare you attack this princess? Who sent you?"
Bertha fought hard and roared with a ferocious expression, as if she wished she could bite off a piece of flesh from these people.
But no one paid any attention to her, and her movements did not stop, and her attacks became more and more fierce.
"Puff... King Black Storm will not let you go." Bertha spat out a mouthful of blood. She could no longer hold on.
The moment her consciousness disappeared, she seemed to see the figure of King Hei Lan, breathed a sigh of relief, and fainted with relief.
In her opinion, King Heilun would never do anything bad to her. After all, she was now the most precious spiritual developer and the second princess of Bixian.
But when she woke up again, she found herself trapped in a laboratory-like place, and she was lying on the test bench.
My hands and feet were tied up, and my neck was fixed. Apart from being able to simply turn my head to the sides, I couldn't do anything else.
"If any bitch dares to treat this princess like this, my father, King Black Mist, will not let you go."
He struggled frantically, trying to use the mental power in his mind, but found that he couldn't use it this time.
She could clearly feel their presence, what was going on?
The only two people who know the reason are now shedding blood and tears on the battlefield.
"I advise you to save your energy and let me see what your brain is like first."
"Oh, don't think anyone will come to rescue you. You were sent here by our king himself."
Bertha knew the man in the white coat. He was a researcher in the field of mental power and she had met him before.
I had also told this man the method of cultivating spiritual power, but what was he saying now?!
There was a look of fear and shock in his eyes. Impossible, impossible.
She is a princess, and even if her father wants to abandon her, he will never allow other principalities to benefit.
"Ah..." Just as Bertha was daydreaming, her scalp was cut open with a knife.
The skull was opened without any treatment, and the pain made Bertha struggle even harder.
But the harder she struggled, the more her head hurt, and her thoughts became slower. Then she found that the more she struggled, the more painful it became, and she became less and less able to think independently.
His lips were bitten beyond recognition, his fingernails were deeply encroached into his flesh, and blood stained the lab table beneath him.
The passage of life is ticking away, and the pain of ants gnawing starts from the heart and spreads throughout the body.
Bertha's eyes bulged out of their sockets. The pain in her head didn't even reach her eyes.
“Ah…Ahhhhhhh…”
Scary screams continued to ring out in the laboratory, gradually turning into tiny groans, and finally returning to calm.
By the time the institute stopped, the cracked skull was already covered in bright colors.
But Bertha, who was lying on the test bench, was still breathing. The fact that she was not killed by such an action was also thanks to the more than ten Zhulan flowers in the room.
If they hadn't gathered their mental strength for Bertha, she probably wouldn't have been able to hold on.
The first time Bertha thought she was going to die, she didn't.
The second time she thought she was going to die, but she didn't.
The third time...
The fourth time...
...Bertha couldn't remember how many times she had been there, and she herself didn't remember how many years she had been there. She only remembered that her skull was opened repeatedly every day to study the mental power inside.
She didn't understand why her mental power stayed so obediently in her mind, waiting for these people to study it.
Shouldn't it have dispersed long ago?
Bertha lay on the test bench, thinking aimlessly.
Now she is just skin and bones, thinner than firewood, and with yellow skin.
The clearly visible blue blood vessels were shriveled and protruded by the skin, looking horrifying under the light.
In addition, his eyes were completely sunken, and he couldn't distinguish between black and white, but only a muddy yellow.
And the sunken cheeks and the forehead without cerebral cortex make this image even more terrifying.
If anyone accidentally breaks in, they will surely be frightened to the point of crying loudly or even fainting.
Why hasn’t she died yet? Why hasn’t she died yet? She thought about this many times every day. Why hasn’t she died yet?
A person has lost even the sense of pain, but his senses and fear are still there. Why?
With a click, the door of the laboratory was opened, and the skinny body immediately stiffened, and then began to tremble naturally.
The mouth with the tongue pulled out wanted to open and scream, but was powerless.
She could feel someone getting closer in her fuzzy hearing. No, no, she screamed madly in her heart, but it still couldn't stop the cold blade from penetrating into her brain.
Her body was already dehydrated, and even crying was a luxury for her.
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