This explanation dispelled Joseph's suspicion. After all, there was a pious family behind Carlis, and he himself received the endorsement of the Pope: "Don't worry, there are many ventilation ducts connected to the ground here. I always feel uncomfortable when I come here for the first time, and it will be better in a few minutes."

Kalis felt that there was some closer relationship with Joseph, and he smiled and asked, "How many labs are there?"

Joseph's tone was very tight, and although he was slightly less vigilant than before, he was cautious in his bottom line. He replied lightly: "This is not what you should know. Your Excellency, I would like to give you a piece of advice: This is the realm of the Holy Lord, not the world of mortals. It is already very lucky that you have the honor of stepping in one foot. Here, you can use your eyes, but you must control your mouth."

The newly emerging strange creatures on the roadside attracted Carris's attention.

They were rows of egg-shaped containers more than three meters high. There were a lot of things, placed along the roadsides on both sides, with three rows on each side. I don’t know what these containers were made of, but most of them were milky white. Through the top of the container, you can see that there was liquid inside, which was very turbid. The liquid was not completely filled, and there was a little blank at the top. It can be seen that the container should have been translucent, but now it has been completely melted by the liquid inside, turning into a thick and dirty state like mud mixed into the milk, and cannot be kept transparent and clean.

There are as many as thousands of these egg containers. On a section of about a kilometer, they are neatly arranged, looking like strange tombstones.

Kalis had never seen these before, and he wanted to ask what it was. But looking at Joseph's stereotyped face between the bark and the ice, the Duke had to give up the idea and instead looked around with his nervous eyes, looking for a corner that might have an explanation for his inner doubts.

He saw an oval container with a not-so-dirty inside in front of him. It may be because of the damage or other reasons. In short, the liquid inside the container has dried up, and a little blurry image can be seen through the candles inserted into the nearby wall.

A thick layer of sediment condensed at the bottom of the container, about ten centimeters. A monster of similar height to an adult was half lying in it. The reason why it was called a "monster" was because Carris clearly saw that there were two horns on the top of the creature's head.

It would not move, and it was obviously dead. There were dense scratches on the container bulkhead, and it was probably the monster that was left at the last moment of his life.

Although the carriage was not fast, the Duke could only look at it. He turned his head and stared at the oval container for a long time, his face full of contemplation and shock.

Joseph kept observing Kalis's mood changes, and he was satisfied that the Duke could remain silent.

The carriage drove into the south road and began to slow down, stopping in front of a gate marked with the number "6" with white paint.

This was a steel door. When I got off the bus, the duke saw four fully armed saint soldiers standing in front of the door. Joseph's identity was obviously not low, so he took the duke directly to let him go without checking. As the door slowly opened, the duke found that the thickness of the door was more than ten centimeters. Just about twenty meters in front of him, there was also a door with exactly the same specifications, styles and materials.

There are more guards here, and there are also more than twenty of them.

There are as many as five similar levels.

Walking into the narrow corridor, under the swaying fire, Calis entered a spacious large room. There were many devices he had never seen before. It seemed to be cast metal, but some of the parts were not used in detail, nor did he say what material they were.

There are more than a dozen thick black hoses on the ground. These pipes are connected to the pool located in the middle of the room. It is a pool with a radius of about five meters. There are more than a dozen white-robed men holding tools such as long sticks and stirring them in the pool. The movement is very large and it looks very difficult.

Karlis followed Joseph to the edge of the pool, and then he found that the pool was very deep, at least about two meters. It was full of scarlet liquid, but it was not turbid, but was clearer. You could see about fifty centimeters under the water through the water surface.

There was a person soaking in the pool.

The reason why the word "bubble" is that Kalis is not sure whether the other party is still alive. This is a giant over six meters tall. Whether it is burly or strong muscles, it is far beyond the northern barbarians known to Kalis. If the barbarians are not an alien in the civilized world, then the man soaked in the pool is a monster. He spread his hands, his eyes closed, and he kept his back facing the sky.

Carlis felt very strange. Although he was not a physicist, he knew that the human body would remain floating in water. However, this giant, who looked about thirty, sank into the bottom of the pool, motionless, without a sense of floating, and could not see anything like chains bounding him.

The Duke took a deep breath without hesitation, and he did not smell any abnormal smell. There was no bloody as he imagined, which indicated that the red liquid in the pool had nothing to do with the blood, perhaps some kind of dye, or the addition of drugs or minerals caused the color to turn red.

Joseph had a high status here, and the white-robed men stopped their work and bowed to him. The simple etiquette greetings only slightly interrupted them for a few seconds. With Joseph's cold and imperative gaze, the white-robed men continued their previous life.

Stirring with long sticks constantly. Their movements were cautious, without touching the giant lying at the bottom of the pool.

Kalis felt like he had entered the Black Forest controlled by evil magic in the fairy tale world, eager to find the answer to the question: "Who is this person?"

"He is 633." Joseph's answer could not be said to be wrong, but it can be seen that he did not intend to let the Duke know too many secrets here.

But Carlis didn't plan to let it go. He had to find some answers to satisfy his curiosity: "No. 633? That is to say, there are No. 1, No. 2, No. 3... No. 100, No. 200, No. 600, until he?"

Joseph frowned and thought for a long time, and nodded slowly with his signature gloomy gaze.

It must be admitted that the Duke is a smart guy who is very good at looking for opportunities between regulations and gaps.

"He..." Callis wanted to continue asking the question of "Who is this person?" After all, Joseph's answer was not complete. This is not an answer that conforms to normal logic. There is no name, no other party's origin, and no simple identity introduction... In short, there is nothing except "No. 633".

The duke's mind was very fast, and he changed his question: "What's the use of this person...? Well, I mean, just like the young man in Laboratory No. 4, if the transformation is successful, he can become a Holy Sect Army. Does No. 633 have the same ability?"

Joseph turned around and looked at Calis with his scrutiny. After a long time, he let out an ugly and hoarse laugh: "Your Excellency, I know you are the commander of the Kingdom Alliance. I also know one thing you failed to defeat the Northern Giant at Lock Dragon Pass, and you lost a lot."

It is not a good habit to openly expose human scars, but it is obvious that Joseph's understanding of "human feelings and worldly ways" is far less sleek than the nobles. Calis even suspected that this guy had no extra space to accommodate other elements except the Holy Lord and various secrets of the Holy See. There is no doubt that being angry with such people will only cause greater trouble for himself.

"I'm going to tell you, I've always wanted to break the Dragon Lock Pass and kill all the damn northern giants." The Duke forced himself to drive away his disgust for Joseph, squeezed out a seemingly gentle smile from under his stiff skin and muscles, and mixed with emotions for his past sad memories: "They are our enemies, real pagans, and they must die!"

Kalis has long been accustomed to saying various corresponding words in front of different people. Many people have said that he has the talent of an orator, and is the top-notch one, which can be used to deceive people, boost morale, win full support from supporters, and even transform some opponents and join the supporters' camp.

Joseph stared at him with doubtful eyes. After two minutes, a smile that was even worse than crying appeared on his pale and expressionless face.

He was indeed laughing, and there was no other meaning, but this expression was confined by his muscles for too long and completely lost its original meaning.

He held his fingers one by one, like a child who had just entered kindergarten: "No. 1, died, the experiment failed."

"No. 2, dead, the experiment failed."

"No. 3, dead, the experiment failed..."

"No. 100, dead, the experiment failed..."

He counted it all the time, until more than one hundred. With monotonous pronunciation, boring wrench finger movements, and the strange atmosphere in the room, Duke Calis felt that he was going crazy. He regretted why he had to talk about this damn topic. He never thought that Joseph would act like a mentally retarded child. Can't we summarize it in a simple sentence "The number xx to oo all died, the experiment failed"?

Joseph's counting finally came to an end.

"No. 206, alive, the experiment was successful." At this point, the strange black-robed priest turned around and turned his eyes to the giant soaked in the blood-colored pool: "And he, No. 633, if everything goes well, when he opens his eyes, you will feel the favor from the Holy Lord again."

The Duke turned his head in confusion and glanced at Joseph: "I'm sorry, what do you mean?"

Joseph straightened his body, crossed his hands in front of him, and said lightly: "From No. 1 to No. 633, they are all part of the "Experience No. 6". Haha! Do you think you are the only one who wants to conquer the Northern Continent? This is actually the ideal of many people. The king, the cardinal, and of course the evil pagans in the Kingdom of God."

His tone of speaking changed, and he was no longer the "you" with respect.

"The various difficulties in Experiment No. 6 are far beyond your imagination." Joseph sighed: "Just selecting qualified experimental subjects alone costs a lot of resources. This experiment started more than 130 years ago and was not truly successful until twenty-two years ago."

Kalis was startled by the long span: "Twenty-two years ago...you mean, it started since the time of the previous Pope?"

Joseph turned his head and looked at him with contempt on his face: "You are wrong. That's the crown prince, not your majesty."

"Crown Prince" and "Your Majesty" are two completely different titles. Popes have different understandings of power in the past dynasties, and there are two types of titles that are mixed. Carris does not want to get entangled in such details, so he simply admits his mistake: "I'm sorry, it's a problem with my memory. Mr. Joseph, what do you mean is that after so long, I only got one No. 206?"

The Duke is a smart man. He was inspired by the previous Laboratory No. 4 and judged that "the experiment success" means "the survival of the experimental subject."

"The experience of No. 206 cannot be copied. Later experiments show that it is almost impossible to mass-produce the experiment itself under the premise of absolute safety." Joseph, who was trapped in the memory, was a little moved: "Your Excellency, you are very lucky. You have gained the trust of His Majesty the Pope, and you have caught up with the best time."

Kalis was confused and he spoke out bluntly: "I don't understand what you mean?"

Joseph turned around, opened his hands and looked up at the ceiling: "Everything here exists to conquer the north of the continent."

The Duke was stunned for a moment, and then he felt aroused fanatical and excited thoughts: "What do you mean is the purpose of the development of the No. 6 experimental subject to be used as a war?"

"They are the most powerful warriors." A glimmer flashed in Joseph's eyes: "You can't imagine their power. It was the sharpest sword that completely changed the times, changed the world pattern, and truly allowed the Holy Lord to verdict the pagans in a war manner."

Kalis was smiling, but this did not mean that he agreed with what Joseph said. The difference between reason and frivolous faith lies in this. As the commander of the Kingdom Alliance, who controls millions of soldiers, Kalis knew very well that personal strength was useless on the battlefield. Especially the giant mechanical monster guarding the Dragon Pass, it was definitely not something that could be defeated by a few thousand holy soldiers, or one or two strange giants lying in the pool.

Joseph suddenly laughed: "Your Excellency, I know you have questions about what I just said, and even disdained it. But I must tell you that the power of the experimental subject No. 6 has surpassed any army known at present, and is even stronger than all the Kingdom coalitions combined."

Kalis felt his whole body tremble and asked subconsciously: "Are you sure?"
Chapter completed!