Chapter 1095: Nightmare (Part 2)

Nutans didn't care about Ushigin's nervousness. He reached out and pressed a purple button on an instrument, and then took two steps back, waiting for the entire stained glass in front to rise, revealing a channel and direction that shimmered in the back. Down the spiral stairs.
Then he walked in along the passageway and motioned to Eugene to follow.
The marshal of the empire hesitated for a moment, but took steps.
This area was undecorated and out of tune with the rest of the place. As Eugene moved down the steps, he saw something below radiating a cool blue light.
When they finally reached the bottom of the ladder, Nutans suddenly turned and said to him.
"Here, Marshal, is the answer you want."
As far as Eugene was looking, the blue light came from a dozen transparent tube cabins on the wall as high as the ceiling.
There are some indistinguishable shapes floating in each tube compartment-some are roughly humanoid, some are like organs or limbs collected together, and some look like twitching muscle tissue
The rest of the room is a shining experiment table, which is filled with various instruments, some of which can not be imagined.
He walked between the tubes, and saw in disgust some blood that was terribly swollen and almost to stretch the glass.
"What are these!?"
The terrible scene made Yushkin almost speechless, and he exhausted all his strength to issue a horrified inquiry.
"I'm afraid I can't provide a proper explanation, and it's hard for you to understand."
Notans did not answer, and turned to the arcade leading to another room.
Juskin followed him, watching them more closely as he passed by the tube cabins. One of them contained a body as big as green skin, but that was not a corpse. It was more like a nightmare. Its The face is sunken and not shaped, and the high back is covered with hoses and jacks.
There is only one head in the other tube, but there are insect-like multifaceted giant eyes.
"what!"
As he planned to get closer to the observation, those eyes suddenly moved like resuscitated eggs, and suddenly he screamed in disgust and horror.
Those eyes were not transplanted, because he didn't see any scars, and the shape of the skull changed to match the look of the pair of giant eyes-the eyes grew on them.
He walked to the front of the last tube compartment and saw a mass of brain tissue connected by flesh-like cables floating in a transparent liquid, with tumor-like masses attached to each tissue.
At this time, Yushkin felt a deep chill came from the next room, and beside his wall was a row of low-temperature metal cabinets.
He briefly considered what he would put in there. His imagination instantly created a variety of variations, distortions and deformities, so he decided to keep himself unaware of these.
In the center of the room is a separate operating table large enough to hold a cow on it, and a surgical instrument hangs from the ceiling.
The neat muscle fiber cut pieces were placed on the table, and a thin figure wearing a robe was leaning over to observe them, and the probe and lancet were sizzling and buried in a darkened muscle.
"Agamemnon."
Nutans walked towards the man and said hello.
"This is our Marshal of the Empire. He wants to understand our work."
The man known as Agamemnon raised his head in surprise. His slender, needless face was surrounded by dense tattoos. Only his small, black eyes appeared out of place, embedded in his eye sockets like black pearls.
He was wearing a medical gown that was mopping the floor, a stream of scarlet blood flowing along the snow-white robe.
"Really?"
Agamemnon put down his work.
"I still don't know that the famous imperial hero Yushkin is also interested in the work in these shadows. Do I need to make some changes to the body? I am not very good at male reproduction, but I can do it."
"He is not, at least not yet."
"So why is he here?"
"This is my own opinion."
"Ah, I see."
Agamemnon nodded without any objection.
"What is happening here?"
After stabilizing her mind a little, Eugene suddenly asked sharply.
"What is this place! What crimes are you committing against humanity!"
Facing the angry marshal of the empire, Agamemnon raised an eyebrow and appeared casual.
"Ah, that means you have witnessed the abilities of Shadow Blades, haven't you?"
Of course Ushkin remembers the weird warriors. Their performance on the battlefield left a deep and uneasy impression on him. Those people...can’t be called human anymore. When they saw the transformed bodies, he first For a time, the shadow blades came to mind.
When Diego collapsed, he had promised that he would give up continuing to make these aliens, and Yushkin was also convinced.
But now, he suspects that this is just a lie.
"I know you are a shadow warlock, are these witchcraft?"
"No, no, no!"
Agamemnon smiled and shook his right index finger.
"No, these are only the results of enhanced organ implantation surgery and minor modifications to the brain. Their capabilities are metabolic and chemical, not witchcraft."
"Are you really making Shadow Blade?"
Eugene asked softly in shock:
"He once gave orders...once he knew what you were doing here..."
"Don't be so naive, Marshal, who do you think ordered us to act?"
"No, he won't—"
"That's why I have to show you directly, Eugene."
Nutans took over.
"Do you remember what happened before the fall of Tyre?"
"of course."
Eushikin clenched his fists, and of course he remembered what happened that day.
Those monsters and wizards caused more serious casualties than Ok, and from that time onwards, he became an abhorrence of dark forces.
"All you know is a little fur. Wendigo is the weakest of the dark gods. Even so, its running dogs have caused us serious casualties... He hopes we can do more, especially Higgin, you have been under protection and never realized that we have been surrounded by darkness, no longer those weak cultists or evil gods, but the truly powerful source of darkness."
Jushkin suddenly remembered the hallucinations he saw before, the monsters...
"We have been fighting those forces, but we will soon encounter some kind of limit. At that time, even the most powerful mortals can't have enough mentality to fight against that evil. , We must change, we must do whatever we can."
Eugene retreated from the console.
"In order to survive, we can give up a lot, but if even human nature is abandoned, what is the difference between us and those green skins, which is abomination."
"Hate?"
Suddenly, Nutans' eyes burst into anger.
"You are courageous and disciplined, your soldiers respect you, but you have no vision! You can't see where the turbulent tide will take us, you must realize that this war is not limited to green skin, we seem to be staying Behind the safe high wall, actually squatting in a dark cave, the more terrifying beasts lurking in the dark! You don’t understand how much sacrifice we have made, since last year, there are hundreds of every month The night blade died, and many people couldn’t even find where they were buried!"
Nutans approached step by step, and Jushkin stepped back step by step.
"You don't understand at all, live, above all moral constraints."
Such a bold slogan shocked Yoshkin in silence, the cruelty and darkness of which he had never heard from the most desperate population.
"You saw what the shadow prince wanted you to see, so you have to understand what this opportunity means."
Eugene took a step back and looked up at Nutans alertly.
"What does it mean?"
"Now that you already know what we are fighting, maybe you should be prepared. The polluted people are everywhere in the empire, even by your side. You are just a mortal, and we cannot protect you forever."
"This is not without risk."
Agamemnon stopped the operation again and looked up:
"But I can create very beautiful works on your body, I can make you sharp, I can let you surpass yourself."
"This operation is called ‘Shadow’, and it is an improved version of the Shadow Blade, which can make you more sensitive to the power of witchcraft and allow you to better avoid the dangers around you.

Nutans picked up a soft tissue with lymphoid bodies on the table.
"Remember me, this war is not limited to Oak, and the enemy is not just outside the wall. You and I are actually in danger. Only when you are about to die will you know that you have a chance to save yourself. ."
Juskin looked up at the two in front of them, and they were all loyal to Diego.
Suddenly, he understood Diago's intentions. The man foresaw a certain danger, hoping to warn himself and let him undergo this terrible operation.
"Do not."
He retreated while speaking.
"It's... wrong, can't you feel it?"
"Ok."
Nutans and Agamemnon glanced at each other, then shrugged,
"You have made your choice, and I am not surprised...just like that, you have to leave now, but I order you not to mention anything you see here today, and go back to your soldiers, the Western Front The battle of barriers will be arduous."
"I understand that although I disagree, I still pay tribute to your sacrifices. You have paid more than people think."
Ushkin paid a military salute and almost escaped from the laboratory. When he left, he felt that the specimen suspended in those tubes seemed to be staring at him.
When he returned to the light in the courtyard, he couldn't help feeling that he had just participated in a trial.
But whether he passed it or not is another matter entirely.
"Just let him go?"
Agamemnon lowered his head ~EbookFREE.me~ to continue the work on his hand, while Nutans stood on the side with his hands on his chest, watching the specimens quietly.
"Well, the prince is right, only such a person can lead everyone down."
"He has a sense of justice, but he is also stubborn."
"More importantly, he still has the bottom line. In this chaotic era, nothing is more precious than the bottom line."
"What about those things, the Decaying Brotherhood, the Night Witch, the Jiulingshe, these shit-fucking things, don't you mean that at least half of the ministers have gone into the water? If they do, how long can you protect him."
"Except for the Brotherhood of Decline, everything else is in pediatrics... as long as I breathe, he will be fine."
The hard-working Agamemnon shook his head with a smile, then lifted his hands full of body fluids and blood and said to Nutans:
"Okay, you lie down quickly, the last step, I have to give you a stabilizer first."_