V2.Chapter 74

A fishman slowly opened his eyes.

“wm……ma?” The fisherman's vision is blurred, his breath is weak, and his life is in danger.

What he saw was a vast expanse of white light.

His call was not answered, but he heard the sound of metal interlacing from time to time.

The crisp sound reminded the fish man of the sound of sword collision. He was inspired and immediately remembered.

He remembered - he was fighting before he was unconscious! His goal is to board the huge Terran warship, but he didn't expect to climb in the process, he looked up and found a giant!

The giant swept over with a mace in his hand.

The pain and darkness came together, and he vaguely heard the sound of his bones breaking, and then the sound of his falling into the water.

After that, he won't know anything.

“gwall?” The fish man spoke again.

His vision gradually became clear.

In front of him, the white light gradually decreased, and he found himself in a room.

This room is very strange. Both walls and ceilings are made of metal.

He also found himself tied to a long, cold, metal table.

The fishman wondered if he had been captured by the Terrans and was now in the middle of that big ship?

“wmgm！wmgm！” He shouted as he struggled.

"Stop shouting, your ending is doomed." A cold voice came from the head of the fish man.

The fish man was stunned. He couldn't hear the meaning of this, but he understood that it was human language.

Because he was lying flat, he looked up at the direction of his head, trying to find the owner of the voice.

He succeeded.

He saw an old man with a pair of glasses, a white beard, strong fingers in both hands, holding two daggers.

It's not accurate to say it's a dagger. It's more like a knife.

The fish man immediately trembled and roared in horror. Because he saw that the Terran old man was extending his two metal knives to himself!

The fishman struggled frantically and burst out his unexpected strength.

But it's useless!

He was so tied up that he could hardly move.

The Terran elder slowly and forcefully cut the metal knife into the Merman's flesh.

The fish man immediately felt a cold metal, which stimulated him to shiver from the depths of his soul.

Then he saw that the Terran elder slowly cut his arm. The two metal knives were sharp beyond his imagination. He had never seen such sharp weapons in his life!

The Terran elder cut a straight thin line and pulled out a long wound.

Then he opened the wound to reveal the tendons, blood vessels, subcutaneous fat and so on.

"Oh, oh." The Terran old man exclaimed, and his eyes showed a faint joy of curiosity and satisfaction.

He bent down, put a pair of glasses close to the wound and looked carefully.

After watching it for a while, the Terran elder is not satisfied? Put down the metal knife in your hand and replace it with a pair of metal hooks.

He picked up the wound with a metal hook in one hand? One side goes deep into the tendon? Open it inside and have a look.

Is he careful? It looks very cherished, like looking at ancient books that are not well preserved and that are broken when touched. After looking through a position? He just changed to another position? Continue to view.

After checking the forearm, the Terran elder put down all the metal tools in his hand and walked to another table? Buried record.

From the angle of a fishman? He can't see what the old man wrote? I can only see his quill pen drawing on the paper.

Seems to have been recorded? The Terran elder returns to the mermaid again? He picked up the metal knife and hook again.

“wwaga！lwamlwam！！” The fishman roared at the old man.

The old man turned a deaf ear? He looked extremely calm.

This calm makes the fear in the hearts of fish people deepen several times!

After that, the fisherman looked at his body helplessly and was cut and scarred by the old man.

The Terran elder studies his arms, his chest, his thighs? He didn't even let go of the root of his thigh.

Every place studied? He recorded it all.

Fishman yelling? He felt that his right arm and left leg were out of strength.

Because the Terran elder broke his key tendon.

The old man suddenly took out a metal rod? Put it in the open mouth of the fishman when he calls.

The fish man's mouth was immediately stuck and could only be opened, not closed.

The old man changed two metal tools with slender handles? Probe into the mouth of the fishman and start to study the structure of his mouth.

The fish man clenched his fists and kept kicking his legs. First, he felt a wad scraping around his mouth. Then he felt a knife cut off a small piece of his tongue.

The tongue is injured and bleeding is not stopped.

The Terran elder immediately stopped his blood.

Then, unexpectedly, he took out a small saw and began to saw the fish man's teeth!

Finally, not satisfied, he picked up a small hammer and pliers and bloody pulled out several teeth of the fisherman.

The fisherman's cry is not sharp.

Severe pain kept coming from his arms, chest, mouth and so on, which made him crazy.

Terran ancestors recorded for a while, and when they came back, their actions changed from the previous delicacy to boldness.

He completely opened the fish man's belly, exposing his heart, stomach, intestines and so on to the air.

The Terran elder's eyes seemed to be shining, constantly observing the internal organs of the mermaid, and from time to time, he also stretched out his hand to provoke his stomach or pull his intestines.

The fish man collapsed and made a sobbing sound. He began to cry and did not move.

Terran elders, like deaf people, are still immersed in research.

Soon after, he finally raised his head and picked up a metal tool like a shovel.

The Merman was already numb, but when he found that the metal shovel of the Terran elder was getting closer and closer to his eyes, he was like an electric shock and struggled frantically again.

But it's useless. He can't move it at all.

He cried to his deity, and hissed vaguely, but in the end the pain still came.

He saw the color of blood red, and then there was darkness.

The sharp pain of losing his eyes made him faint again. The Terran old man hurriedly took out a potion and poured it into the fish man's mouth.

The fish man suddenly refreshed. Now he wants to die, but he can't die!

He collapsed completely.

The empty eyes kept shedding blood and tears, and the whole body collapsed on the metal table, more like a dead body than a dead body.

The Terran elder is cangxu.

He studied the eye structure of the Merman, and said: "the pupil diffusion and focusing degree of the Merman is more than ten times that of the Terran. On the sea floor, the light is scarce, and their pupils try their best to expand to catch every ray of light. When they reach the sea surface, their pupils shrink sharply to adapt to the environment in the sun."

"If I can develop a spell or potion to make the pupils of fish people out of control and naturally spread to the maximum extent. Then don't let us kill, these fish people will be directly blinded by the bright light."

Cang must bury his head in recording his findings.

His heart was filled with joy.

Dissecting the fish man made his academic works a small step closer to completion.

At this time, he suddenly felt, and his eyes shifted to the fish man.

At this moment, the fish man finally died.

Cang must immediately look at his pocket watch and record the time. In this way, he has a clear data on the physical and mental endurance limit of the fish man.

After recording the data, cangxu hurriedly used the undead spell ghost manufacturing.

This spell has a chance of failure.

This time, he failed.

Cang Xu doesn't care.

Throw away the fish man's body and exchange it for another sleeping fish man prisoner, and tie it firmly to the metal table with the blood still wet.

Cang Xu began to dissect again.

He is very diligent.

Under his expressionless face, he was curious about the unknown and eager for knowledge.

He has the inner spiritual pursuit of a first-class magician.

If his blood had not limited him, his achievements would never be stuck on the black iron level.

One by one, the fishermen were captured on the metal table, and then turned into bodies.

Some corpses are of little value, and cangxu is used to practice his necromancy spells.

Sometimes, when ghosts are successfully created, Cang Xu inquires about them and obtains some information.

Some corpses have high-quality souls, and Cang Xu turns them into soul crystals.

Some fishmen were used by him to forcibly extract memory in an attempt to create memory crystals.

When the last Merman prisoner died, Cang Xu was still full of meaning: "there are not enough samples, far enough."

"There are still some on the captain's side. Maybe I can talk to him?"

While he was concentrating on dissecting the fishman, a red light suddenly appeared somewhere on the sea bottom.

All fish people are transformed by blood nuclei.

The young fisherman closed his eyes and stared, felt it for a moment, and sighed, "the brown scale blood has increased a lot, and has not been collected yet."

He can now become a complete blue scale fish man, but this blood is only bronze grade.

Brown scale blood is black iron, and it is not an ideal goal.

But the righteous Pirate Group wiped out a mermaid tribe, and still couldn't gather the brown scale blood.

"Although there are many mermen, the proportion of extraordinary people is very low, far less than that of Terrans."

"Among the major races, the dragon has the highest proportion of extraordinary people. But the total population of the dragon is far less than that of the human race."

"This may be one of the reasons why Terrans have become the overlord of the world today."

The number of fish men killed by the boy is not large, but the black iron blood is not gathered.

"Not enough, not enough." The boy shook his head.