"Principal, what was parked on the roof of the car just now?" Roger asked, touching his nose. Although he couldn't see it, he smelled the rotten smell in the air.

There is also the smell of formalin. He found it strange that formalin is used to soak the potion used to preserve corpses. How could it appear on living creatures?

Adams frowned just now and couldn't escape his eyes.

Principal Adams' brows had stretched out and he smiled gently, "It is a stitching beast between humans and beasts. Although it looks terrible, it is not a big threat."

He just didn't want them to worry, and since he knew it, it would be okay to tell him.

Blobai put the bag in his arms into his small bag and asked, "What is a sewing beast?"

Roger looked at her and smiled, "A very poor creature, created by the black pharmacist who went astray in the process of exploring life. They stitched the human head and the animal's body or stitched the animal's head on the human body and then injected the source power with special techniques to keep them alive. This is the suture beast."

"After all, the stitching beast is just a failed work in the laboratory," Roger said.

He thought a lot. Since there was a suture beast here, there must be a pharmacist who went astray. Speaking of which, the pharmacist who stood at the top actually had the same pursuits as the puppet master.

Find the source of life, explore the process of life, try to create life by yourself, and challenge gods and demons. The same pharmacists and puppet masters are the most likely professions to go astray and go astray, which are all due to paranoia about this profession.

Blobai felt nauseous and stopped paying attention, holding Xiaobao and closing his eyes.

The plants outside the carriage were already whirling, and a faint source power spread and flowed into the carriage. Although Adams was relaxed on the surface, he had to guard against it in his heart. No one could ignore the black pharmacist who was forbidden by the Holy See.

Roger looked at the lively green light outside Adams, as if the dancing elf was telling him something. Roger knew that this was how the whisperer communicated with the plants.

"Principal, have..."

"Peng",

Just as Roger wanted to ask something, a loud noise suddenly rang in his ears. The deafening sound made the horse pulling the cart neigh and deviated from the track. The carriage suddenly shook unsteadily; Roger and Alice were just about to stand up when they were wrapped in a soft green source force.

When he turned around, he saw that Adams had stretched out his palm and pressed it on the carriage. Vines broke out from the outside of the carriage and grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. They grew stronger and stronger in the groom's surprised eyes. The carriage was wrapped tightly, as if all green walls were protecting the carriage.

"Peng", "Bang",

"Rumbling",

Although the carriage stopped, the sound of explosions continued. Roger reached out and lifted the curtain. A goshawk flew over his head. "black soil" kept falling from the "palm" of the goshawk. As soon as the "black soil" fell, it made a loud explosion.

Roger's pupils inadvertently contracted, and where was the ordinary goshawk flying over his head? The head of a boy less than ten years old grew up on its neck. It seemed that the grass had just been cut and sewed it around the goshawk's neck, and granulation was still growing at the red joint.

It also has human palms, which is incompatible with the body of the goshawk, and its whole body looks awkward and disgusting. This is the stitching beast? Roger couldn't help frowning, and he remembered the unconscious and weird clown. In order to explore the forbidden zone of life, how many such tragic lives have been created in this world?

Blobai also stretched out his head to look into the air. When she saw the human-headed eagle, her stomach suddenly surged violently, feeling uncomfortable like a turbulent sea.

The soil in the palm of the human-headed eagle sewing beast fell regularly and exploded around the carriage. Its purpose did not seem to be to kill people.

Of course, even if it has this idea, it cannot do it.

Adams walked out of the carriage, and the grass at his feet floated slightly. He looked up at the human-headed eagle and sewed the beast, saying, "Child, what do you want? I will do my best if I can help you."

The human-headed eagle shook its wings and looked back at him. The boy's eyes were cold and numb. This was not the first time Adams had seen such a look. When a person succumbed to a force majeure for a long time, he was tortured over time but was unable to resist the original god's eyes would turn into this numb dead gray, and people would also be like walking corpses.

The eagle had no expression on its face, but its fingers pointed at the carriage.

Roger poked his head out of the car window: "Principal, be careful, there is a lot of gunpowder in the black clay in his hand, and it will explode as soon as it touches the ground or encounters a violent shock."

Roger couldn't tell what he felt in his heart as gunpowder and the explosion of black clay. He came into contact with different fields on this nameless grassland, although in this "unforgettable" way.

Adams nodded, and then the grass under his feet floated even more violently. He saw the boy's head of a human-headed eagle cracked and his mouth showed a creeping smile. Then he sensed the vibration getting closer and closer through the source power. The green source power emanated, and gradually outlined the attacker who was running closer and closer through the plants under his feet.

"laugh",

As soon as the picture in my mind was outlined, a big axe suddenly slashed the green guardrail made of vines beside him. The big axe with a cold light shone like a bamboo shoot and slashed towards Adams on his head, but then the axe's sinking momentum became weaker and weaker. Countless vines quickly climbed up the axe and fixed the heavy energy.

Through the crack of the clutch of the protective wall, Adams also saw the appearance of the sneak attacker. He had a tall male body of 1.9 meters. His arms and muscles were bulging very strongly, but what was on his neck was not a human head, but a donkey head.

Another suture beast, donkey-headed man.

Adams looked at the donkey man and sighed, "Friend, I don't want to hurt you, just say your intentions."

The huge donkey head stared at him for a few seconds. Just as Blobai thought it was about to speak, its arms suddenly shook its axe and broke free from the entanglement of the vines. At the same time, the donkey head raised its "high" roar.

Its struggle was exchanged for a stronger counterattack from the vines. This flexible plant was never afraid of the strong force. As soon as the axe in the donkey-headed man shook the vine, it extended along the blade and handle of the axe to climb to its arms. Its whole body and its feet were also tightly wrapped by the grass. In just a blink of an eye, he was limited to Adams' vine.
Chapter completed!