Anzomelen walks in the shadows.

The pure white child exists as a night walker at this moment.

Anzomeron ignored the noise of the outside world.

In the underground area of ​​this family, Anzomelen saw the most terrifying sin since her birth.

Everything is a deformed scene.

"The huge amount of purchase orders... are about the sale of biochemical people, and the seller is a white-valve."

Anzomelen's eyes were cold and his whole body was covered in darkness.

After buying it, biochemical people have to undergo hypnotic brainwashing and mental imprinting with white valves, but this long-term brainwashing requires very high requirements for the subject.

This also leads to the fact that in 800, biochemical people will become mentally broken due to brainwashing by brainwashers and become waste products.

And the waste is the [Popular Site].

Anzomelen merged with the darkness, watching the numb staff, sitting inhumane and tragic things.

Then...

Pure white surgical area.

The air was filled with a pungent smell, like a little rotten alcohol.

Anzomelen's tribe married not long ago...is said to have married a lawyer.

After marrying outside, Anzo Melen rarely saw her, but now, as a pregnant woman, she appears here.

Here is a...

Public, production process.

The staff looked indifferent and used the mechanical screen to watch the pregnant woman's every move.

Not as much as Anzomelen remembered, the pregnant woman's face was twisted at this moment, and she exuded extreme maliciousness from the inside out, and her breath began to twist, accompanied by a roar that surpassed her moans.

"This is……"

Anzomelen's face was pale.

Production ended soon.

"Six pounds and four...male."

The staff calmly recorded the information: "Limb deformity, and there seems to be minor damage to the frontal lobe of the brain."

What was presented to everyone was a completely deformed baby.

The baby was crying, even though he looked abnormal.

"The researchers from Bailiu have recently evacuated, and deformity correction surgery can no longer be performed here, so..."

Anzomelen just thought of this and immediately got the answer.

The mother of the baby, who was once kind, threw him on the ground without hesitation when she saw that the baby was deformed.

"You guys, take it and deal with it."

The staff commanded two bright sentinels.

Anzomelen had no expression on his face.

He looked at everything in front of him, and suddenly... he was no longer angry.

Anzomelen walked through here and headed to the next area.

Rotten, darkness, pain, mixed moans, dripping sounds.

"It's very much like a black prison, with imitation ingredients in it."

Anzo Melen gradually adapted to the pungent smell of Anzo Melen gradually.

In the underground black prison area, there are strong people from hostile forces imprisoned here, which is abnormal.

Many nobles have their own prisons, such as the Yuzun Tower of the Song family. Anzomeron originally thought that his family did not have one, but now he only had a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Because of the festival, most of the guards have been transferred."

Smelling the rotten stench, Anzomelen walked through prisons one by one.

An unusual, dark, bizarre world that deviates from orbit.

There is everything here, but there is no light."

Strange creatures, malicious abnormalities, completely perverted cultists, and...

Anzomelen looked at one of the prisons.

A metal cross in the prison that looks extremely cunning.

Above the cross is a man.

Leo Siro!

At this moment, he looked extremely miserable, with blood marks everywhere on his body and his internal organs were vaguely exposed, but because of the knight's strong physical fitness, there was no danger of life.

Anzomelen remembers that when his cousin lost to a girl in the death battle between heaven, there was no news later, and his father Doro was also vague...

Why are they here now and being tortured to look like this?

The light thoughts are transmitted, and they enter Leo's brain but are sank to the sea.

Have lost consciousness...

"Leo, Leo..."

He shouted softly.

"Stop calling, calling the dialect will lead the light sentry."

A somewhat dry voice sounded, Anzomeren was startled and cast her eyes on another cell.

The layout of the cell is exactly the same, and a boy about the same age as him is bound by iron chains.

This is a delicate boy with a thin body.

"That guy... is said to have failed in the extraordinary battle and was thrown into the prison area. When the torture is almost done, he can return to the brainwashing area to brainwash."

The boy's hair was unkempt and his long hair was hanging down, and his voice seemed particularly weak.

"What a pity, there are one of the few good people in this family."

The boy coughed twice and tried hard to lower his voice.

"Who are you?"

Anzomeron stood in the darkness and asked in a deep voice.

The boy showed a self-deprecating expression: "It's just a poor person who was caught for human experiments because of some use."

"If you want to call me local dialect, just call me...Tianming."

The boy looked at Anzo Melen with his white eyes, and he tried hard to stretch his neck.

"Welcome to this, the lightless hell."

……………………

Songyuan, wedding scene.

The extraordinary people of the Talia family resisted the extraordinary people ahead.

Zhao Guangli looked at everything in front of him, those who fought in a group.

"Apart from McGillis, there are many profound hostility, but most of them are nobles who dare to make small moves behind their backs."

The real enemy is still in the rear.

At this moment, the man's voice sounded again.

"Mr. Hollow!"

McGillis looked at someone among the guests.

"Please represent the truth and punish the sinful murderers!"

Since three minutes ago, Kong Wild has been in his [Wanqi Box]. Without instructions, he must not take action.

Even though the scene was so hot, even his two old rivals, Zhao Guangli and Heinrich, showed their strong strength.

He still has to wait.

Until now.

Isn't this, come?

"I didn't expect that the one who ordered me was a waste who even had his fiancée running away with others."

The soft gray hair swayed slightly, and the empty and ruthless eyes were merciless.

McGillis's eyes twitched, and he was unable to break the defense.
To be continued...