"master."

Lei Luo came behind the old monster, focused on his knowledge, looked at the tree of fear that was about to die, and then looked at the petrified specimen of the broken insect nest.

"Um?"

The old monster looks like hell.

He was constantly using his black nails to poke the head of a mutated bear on the trunk of the fear tree.

Every time the black nails poked, the bear's head would roar wailingly, roaring at the old monster angrily, constantly trying to eat the old monster's arms.

The old monster seemed to enjoy the wailing of the monster specimens, and kept trying to fight back but was helpless, admiring the process of turning from anger to horror and despair.

The gloomy laughter kept coming.

Lei Luo took a deep breath and said, "Are these parasites the mutant culprits of the fear tree?"

A big and a small dead fish glanced at the parasite specimen that Lei Luo was observing.

"This is a blood worm, a spreader of night pollution. It is at the bottom of the biological chain of the night land, but it can contagious biological infections outside the night land, and gradually transform it into a deformed walking zombie."

The old monster explained.

In the terrified eyes of several mercenaries, Lei Luo and the old monster stood together and began to dissect the parasitic head on the branch of the monster tree.

During the cruel and bloody experiment, the little mercenaries kept swallowing and their eyelids twitched wildly.

There are about sixty or so many different heads hanging like fruits on the trunk of the terrifying tree. As a research specimen with a terrifying appearance, the stronger the vitality and the more intense the resistance, the more it can arouse the interest of the old monster, and the gloomy and excited laughter continues.

Lei Luo also entered the process of this fanatical and exciting research, and gradually realized the terrifying sense of happiness of scholars.

In the process of rational learning and in the process of exploring knowledge, let these so-called powerful terrifying creatures feel the horror of real scholars, what is the real horror.

It's such an unspeakable excitement!

Leiluo discovered a large number of large rice-grain parasites.

These parasites are densely parasitic in the brain.

Under a magnifying glass.

These parasites are between 0.1cm and 0.2cm in length, and the head occupies two-thirds of the body's length. The mouth is a suction cup. Lei Luo can see the fine teeth in the suction cup, and the body deteriorates greatly, with only some soft tentacles.

What Lei Luo noticed was that there was a small piece of special tentacle on the top of the parasite's head, which seemed like a spiritual light.

Lei Luo remembered a specimen he had collected.

It was a mutated giant toad that was killed in the first level of the Sun and Moon Demon Eye Pyramid with Quanxue Meiya. The giant toad has a very powerful ability to set up the illusion, and its ability comes from the strange tentacles on its head.

At this moment, the special tentacles on the heads of these microscopic parasites seem to have great similarities with this specimen?

The first floor of the Sun and Moon Demon Eye Pyramid is obviously the space opened by the Gulan fairies who have studied some of the powers of the blood-derived civilization, so the creatures inside also have similarities with the night creatures.

"Master, you mean, there is no contaminated area here yet?"

The anatomy process of the old monster's black nails seems to be an art.

While Lei Luo was studying these parasites, the old monster had completely dissected the bear monster's brain, and was wrapped in a layer of dim black mist in the palm of his hand, and he was enjoying it with interest.

"It's almost the same in the front."

While observing the bear head's brain, the old monster responded: "Those mutated blood demon flowers already have some blood-eye tree characteristics. Don't pay attention to those blood-demon flowers and find the source of the mutated. Once you find the trace of the blood-derived demon, you can immediately launch the summoning and descending technique. I will arrive as soon as possible, and it's best to catch them all in one go!"

"knew!"

Lei Luo tentatively said: "The legend of the fear tree that once was once a thorn forest was also caused by these blood terrifying insects?"

"It took two or three thousand years to come. Scholars were just in their infancy at that time, and could only get some information from foreign classics and temple hymns. There was no strictly prohibited data from scholars in those records, so it was difficult to know the specific truth at that time."

The strength of scholars is only in recent hundreds of years. At the end of the Middle Ages two or three thousand years ago, even the X-mask organization of scholars did not appear.

Thinking about it.

Lei Luo took out the tentacles of the mutated giant toad on the first floor of the Sun and Moon Demon Eye Pyramid.

"Huh, what is this?"

Corleon, who was studying Xiong Nail, turned his head and had a keener insight into the specimen. After being surprised, he actually started to observe and study with interest.

"show me."

After a moment.

This tentacle was actually used as the control core by the old monster. The blood terrifying insects in the fear tree were all crawled out of the terrifying tree in the gloomy light of the palm.

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe! It's so interesting! This is actually a spiritual resonance transit organ. Look, this head is resurrected!"

As the remaining blood ticks in the fear tree gathered in this head, as Lei Luo and the old monster were excitedly observing, a large amount of viscous and smelly liquid rushed towards the dry and twisted mercenary's head, and he actually regained his "life".

"Master, is this thing equivalent to a beehive queen?"

"It seems that this is most likely. Hehehehehehehe, first observe its way of thinking and see if it can be controlled through communication."

On the terrifying tree trunk, the mercenary opened his head and eyes.

After turning his eyes 360° like an insect, his pupils looked at Corleon and Lero, and a cruel and evil appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"My mom loves me very much, and you will also be part of my mom's body, hum, hum, hum, hum."

The old monster and Lei Luo looked at this head, but at the same time they all showed a more evil cruelty.

"It seems that his soul mind has been completely lost and can only be controlled by other methods."

The old monster took out the anatomical table and experimental tools, various scalpels, tube forceps, and test tubes were densely packed.

"Yes, little guy, just keep this excited state. The process of burning vitality may hurt a little later. Just bear with it. Don't cry, hehehehe."

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"No, no, I'm in pain, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo let me go..."

Several mercenaries looked at Lei Luo and the old monster, dissecting and studying the terror tree as if no one was around, cutting off their distorted heads, and starting various inhumane experiments again, with their eyelids twitching and their faces were ugly.

The female magician of the Mercenary Squad is not very strong.

She followed the two of them and watched the whole process without saying a word, as if she had become a junior who was humbly asking for advice.

She looked at the monster that was terrifying in front of everyone, and in a blink of an eye, she kept begging for mercy under the scalpels of these two strange scholars. She instinctively feared in her soul. Seeing them conducting various cruel experiments, after the initial fear, she felt a little inferiority and gloomy in her heart.

These two are the real scholars!

And I am just a magician.

When I was studying in the college, I was addicted to participating in various social dances, fighting for family titles, fame and fortune, and secretly proud of one or two dresses and perfume luxury goods. It was not until three years later that I failed in the graduation assessment and finally understood the difference between a magician and a scholar that my supervisor mentioned.

The instructor once said that the so-called scholars are divided into three levels.

The first level is the magician.

Magicians are just people who master the superficial power of academics, nobles who treat scholars as identity decorations, and use their identity as magicians to better enjoy life.

The second level is the explorer.

Explorers have found their own academic research field, and they are the backbone of human exploration of the tree of truth...

In the knowledge reserves of major natural science academies, their academic knowledge paper contributions account for more than 90%. For such people, only one or two will be born for every hundred students, that is, the so-called titles during the student period. Being such people is just a youth on the road to scholars...

The third level is a true scholar.

They are obsessed with the joy of exploring truth knowledge, obsessed with the pursuit of the unknown, and regard the scholar's exploratory life as their whole. Apart from exploring truth knowledge, they are almost useless and have no interests or hobbies.

There is no real fear before them, because they are the creators of fear!

They let all weird creatures who claim to be the incarnation of fear feel what real fear is. Even other people who are human beings will be shocked and creepy by the madness and fanaticism of scholars before they become real scholars!

They are the leaders of the times.

The birth of every such scholar will be a wealth of human academic knowledge. They have almost raised the academic knowledge foundation in their respective fields to a higher level, and even like the three pioneers, they have improved the overall truth foundation of scholars by one stage!

Unfortunately, there are too few real scholars.

Most so-called scholars are just magicians.

Just like this world, most of them are mediocre people and are addicted to their own enjoyment of life.

She has never quite understood what the tutor is talking about as a real scholar.

Is there such a person in the world?

Judging from the tutor's meaning, it seems that such scholars are no longer humans. How could humans have huge differences from other humans due to their knowledge and habits?

Until this moment, she seemed to see what her mentor was referring to from these two people.

Both are scholars and both are humans.
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