Chapter 252: Experimental Horror

"Not bad!" Ashaer's purple eyes blinked, satisfied with the things Locke brought out.
One of her experiments is at a critical moment, and the addition of these materials is just right.
"This is your reward!" Ashaer threw a small bag to Locke, listening to the clinking bells inside, no doubt the energy spar.
The magicians follow the principle of equivalent transactions. Although Ashaer is crazy to do experiments, she is also a magician.
Locke hesitated for a while, and finally picked up the bag of spar.
The work reward on the other side of the operation area, the energy spar obtained, and Locke are used for cultivation. He can feel that this is not his limit. There are more energy spars, which also means that his promotion speed will be faster.
"I'll change my clothes later and do an experiment for me." Ashar raised her finger, the pile of materials on the table floated in the air, and followed Ashar into her laboratory.
"Help you do the experiment?" Locke froze a god, and he just reacted. His identity was an experimental assistant...
A dark blue leather jacket was wrapped around Locke's skin, only revealing his eyes. This kind of skin sac from a mollusk in the astral world is said to have an odor-proof and anti-radiation effect.
Locke doesn't know what the sterile environment means. He only knows that he has to put on this clothes to ensure that the bacteria in Master Ashar's laboratory will not be mixed.
Through the two marble-sized holes in the head, Locke could see the Ashaer magician in a black dress in the laboratory, holding a knife and seriously cutting the big guy in front of them.
Of course, Ashaer, who is a first-level magician, does not need to be so bloated as Locke. Her magic and spiritual power are enough to turn herself into a vacuum environment.
"Don't be distracted! Hold it hard!" Ashaer scolded.
Locke hurriedly turned his grudge, gathered his strength on his arms, and pressed the whole cyan in front of him, a tall humanoid with two tentacles on his forehead.
Through the fierce fangs of this creature and the rock-like muscles exposed on his chest, Locke can guess that this creature is not good.
Although the green-skinned humanoid was in a coma at this time, the pain caused the unconscious twitching strength of his limbs, which made it difficult for Rock to control.
This has exceeded the power that high-level servants should have. Is this humanoid creature at least a quasi-knight level or a first-level knight level?
Finally, when Rock's arm muscle was strained by two-thirds, the Ashaer magician completed the experiment, and the two tentacles of the cyan humanoid's forehead were cut off by her and saved into a piece of ice stone.
Locke was finally relieved, and his arms were unable to sag. In just half an hour, he felt comparable to World War I. Locke, who had a strong grasp of physical strength, was already sure that his shoulder blades were a bit misaligned.
Before waiting for Locke to rub the sore part, a stern, with a wave of extinct breath, came from the test bench below him.
The blue-skinned humanoid woke up somehow. He had obsidian eyes. Through his deep black pupil, Locke could feel its anger at this time.
"Papa! Papa!" The shackles holding the green-skinned humanoids on the test stand were instantly broken, and a more powerful and destructive breath came.
Level 1 creature!
Locke didn't expect that this test sample, which was just lying on the test bench and was slaughtered by anyone, turned out to be a first-class creature.
The time was too fast, waiting for Locke to make any defensive moves, a pair of blue claws suddenly grabbed his face.
The reaction did not come. Locke’s thinking could see the claws getting closer and closer, but his body could not be mobilized, and he could only barely move sideways.
To no avail, Locke, who has participated in countless battles of all sizes, has foreseen it. Half a second later, his heart was crushed by this cyan claw.
What are the subconscious actions that people do when they are most dangerous?
Locke's eyes narrowed, waiting for the arrival of death.
Two seconds... three seconds...
Time seemed to pause at this moment, at this moment Locke didn't feel any dangerous breath, nor did he feel the tingling look of his heart.
Opening his eyes, the spotlight array illuminated above the laboratory was still running, and Locke's eyes remained fixed directly in front of him.
A murderous green-skinned humanoid creature just broke out at him at this time, his eyes tightened, his large mouth covered with fangs opened, and intermittent murmurs came from his mouth.
Locke is looking at the chest of this kind of human creature, a full-fist-size penetrating injury is generated on it, and most of the organs in the humanoid chest have disappeared, including the hardest spine. .
The dark green odorous blood flowed over the test rig and flowed all over the place. In addition, there was a corrosive breath in the air.
Looking at the black corrosive material in the wounds of humanoid creatures, and the movement of the Ashar magician floating in the sky in the middle of the laboratory, Locke had already constructed the picture in his mind.
At the moment when the humanoid burst, Lord Ashael flew into the air, and a black beam of light emanated from her palm, directly penetrating the body of the humanoid.
Locke, who had just walked at the death gate, took off the holster he wore outside, and he had seen too many deaths, and he was ready to meet the death at any time, so this series of events , Just let his thick nerve line be flicked.
"Dare to be okay!" In the other half, Axal flew down in the air, breathing heavily. The black death light just consumed her.
"Thank you, Master, for your help!" Locke said sincerely, if Ashaer shot a little slower, he would really be here today.
Ashaer ignored Rock's thanks and turned to leave the laboratory with the ice stone holding the tentacles of humanoids, leaving only one sentence: "Clean up, don't move the Hilde's body."
Locke began to clean up the laboratory after seeing Ashaal the magician leave.
The test bed has been completely broken. The solid table that can bind the first-class creatures has been corroded by magic into a deep hole. This is how strong the force is.
What Locke cares most about is that the Ashaer magician does a spike to the first-level knight-like humanoid.
Is the difference between a magician and a knight really so big, or is Ashaer the magician too strong, and Locke falls into long thinking.
While packing things, Locke's eyes turned, and the Axal magician said that he could not move the corpse of this humanoid creature, what about this?
Locke looked at the dark green viscous blood flowing on the ground, which was the blood of a first-class creature.