bite.

Ding ding.

A crisp sound was heard.

Maine was standing in front of a huge dressing mirror, fixing his makeup.

He was wearing a valuable handmade black dress with gorgeous gold thread embroidered on it, making the dress even more noble and extraordinary.

"It's so beautiful." Mayne stretched out his hand and gently moved the delicate rose-colored collar at his throat. He looked at himself with a hint of satisfaction on his face.

Very good, really very good. He is in very good condition now and it is very suitable for him to leave here.

But before that, Maine still had some things to deal with.

"Okay, Doctor, come out. To be honest, you're not hiding very well. I can feel your breath." Maine shrugged slightly. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked his hair, while whispering to himself.

"Master Mayne."

A soft voice was heard, and ripples appeared in the void. Soon, a figure emerged.

This was a strange man wearing a white coat and a disinfection mask on his face. He was very tall and there was a smell of disinfectant coming from his body, which made people feel strongly uncomfortable at the first sight.

This figure appeared and bowed slightly towards Mayne to show his respect.

In fact, this person is not a human or other race from the wizarding world. He is Doctor Strange, who comes from a completely different world where science and alchemy are advocated. Doctor Strange accidentally drifted to the wizarding world and was left with a soul imprint in his mind by Maine. So, from then on, he became Maine's slave.

"Doctor, tell me, how is the progress of your recent experiments?" Maine turned his head and looked quietly at the strange-looking Doctor Strange in front of him, and he asked.

"I'm sorry, Master Mayne, your blood adjustment and fusion purification experiments have encountered several major problems. I can't solve them for the time being... No... I, I need some time, I just need some time."

Doctor Strange said this, feeling Mayne's gradually colder eyes, his body trembled, and he hurriedly said this.

"Doctor, you'd better hurry up. I want to marry my bride on the day of the blood moon, and I don't want to wait too long." Maine said lightly, his tone neither sad nor happy, but it made Doctor Strange tremble with fear.

Seeing that the matter was temporarily over, Doctor Strange couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at Mayne, thought for a moment, and said, "Master Mayne, in fact, this time, the things sent by your guests are very good, and they are of great help to my research."

"My guests? You mean Maureen and the things that Jace and the others sent?"

Maine was slightly startled, then he understood what Doctor Strange was talking about, and he couldn't help laughing.

Deep down, Maine was quite satisfied with Maureen and Jace, because in Maine's opinion, they were very sensible and knew when to advance and retreat. They were very good, very good.

After he welcomed back his bride, Morin wisely did not mention anything like his reward, nor did he ask him to help find anything. Instead, he gave him a lot of precious materials and some lost ancient witchcraft arrays. Maine could tell at a glance that the things Morin gave were of very high value, so he was very satisfied with Morin.

Originally, he wanted to suck Morin's blood later. This was his plan. After all, as the owner of the warlock's inherited Silver Soul Hand, Morin's blood must be extraordinary. Now that Morin has done this, Maine has decided to spare Morin's life after sucking his blood.

It's a reward for his tact.

Maine shrugged nonchalantly, thinking so in his heart.

In addition, that Jace was also very good. After all, Jace was the king of a principality, and he actually gave him gifts, which really satisfied Maine's heart to a great extent.

"The things they sent are very good, right? Very good. Then, I will ask them to send another batch." Mayne said lightly. He said it very naturally and did not think there was anything wrong with it. After all, he was not only the grandson of An'goro, but also the pure blood of the Night Bat. As long as time was long enough, he had a great chance of becoming a spirit ring, but that was something that Morin and the others could not compare to.

This is Maine's thought and cognition.

Mayne turned his head and looked at Doctor Strange next to him, and said, "My doctor, do you have anything else to say?"

“And this thing.”

Doctor Strange thought about it, then he stretched out his hand and made a slight stroke in the void beside him, and immediately pulled out a huge transparent container. Inside the container was a pink octopus, which was wriggling constantly. It looked very cute, but also had a disgusting and psychedelic feeling.

"Master Maine, this is something I accidentally obtained in the Black and Purple City. I suspect it is an unknown creature. If we can study it carefully, we may gain some huge rewards." Doctor Strange said, looking at the pink octopus with a fluctuating tone.

"Doctor, I don't have much time. If you think you should do research, then go ahead and do it. Don't bother me with this kind of thing. Got it?"

Maine spoke calmly, his tone not changing much, but Doctor Strange beside him suddenly trembled and quickly retracted the idea of ​​explaining.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, so he said goodbye to Maine and returned to his laboratory.

There was a loud noise outside, and countless bats flew into the sky with a hissing sound. Doctor Strange knew that Maine had left. Today was the blood moon, and he was going to marry his bride.

"My previous dissections of this octopus were only temporary and not complete. Now... I will analyze it thoroughly!" In the laboratory, countless lights, indicator lights, glass tubes, and silver reaction tanks were scattered around, emitting bright and dim lights.

Doctor Strange's expression changed constantly under the lights, looking particularly strange. Finally, he looked at the glassware and octopus in front of him, as if he had made up his mind.

The doctor took a deep breath. He did not dare to be careless with this strange octopus. He put on a chemical protective suit, wore rubber gloves, and held a special scalpel in his hand, intending to conduct a thorough analysis.

But when Doctor Strange turned around, he was stunned.

At some point, a young man in a black robe, with black eyes and a handsome face appeared in the place where the glassware was placed. The aura of that young man was calm and lofty, but made people want to get close to him.

The young wizard seemed to notice the doctor's gaze. He smiled at the doctor and then gently grabbed Doctor Strange.

"ah!!"

Countless thick black threads emerged , as if transparent and illusory, constantly intertwining and entwining. In the blink of an eye, Doctor Strange was wrapped tightly, without any breath leaking out.

Doctor Strange was subdued in the blink of an eye and fell into a complete coma.

Morin slowly withdrew his hand. He looked at the terrified octopus in the glass container in front of him, which was shaking violently. He smiled slightly and said, "I gave Mayne a gift. I originally wanted to leave some backup plans, but I didn't expect to find you directly."

"I have been looking for you for a long time. This is really a pleasant surprise. Don't you think so, Mr. Octopus?"

The pink octopus's body kept trembling, and its body kept changing. It had given up on disguise and revealed the appearance of a human-faced octopus. Suddenly, its aura became stronger, and it wanted to rush out, but at this time, Morin's hand slowly fell on the glass container.

All the struggles were in vain.

Pop.

With a slight sound, the body of the human-faced octopus slid down weakly along the glass container.