MTL - Cub Keeper-Chapter 658 dark dawn

The sight in front of her made Lu Yao hold her breath.

This scene is too scary.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is **** on earth.

The light at the door illuminated all the scenes inside, but it was those stumps and broken arms that caught my eye.

Red blood splattered all over the ground, and all the researchers in white lab coats were bound by a black blood mist, their eyes protruding as if they saw something terrifying.

Some have their entire heads cut off, while others have their heads cut in half, leaving only the lower half of their faces.

There are also researchers who are orcs, the tails behind them were brutally pulled out and the ears on their heads were also thrown on the ground like garbage.

Some of them were torn off by the waist, and they all looked very terrifying, but Lu Yao did not find Anpa in it.

Their blood splattered on the walls on all sides, and the bottom wall of white flowers was full of red blood, they seemed to be painted with hideous paintings, smeared with the colors of hell.

Lu Yao suddenly reacted at this time.

There are no other orcs in this laboratory that can have such powerful destructive power. Could it be this **** dragon beside her who caused all this? But Helanjia is not an orc who likes to toss with life.

If Helanjia really wanted to take revenge on them, they should be killed with one blow, instead of torturing them like this.

However, the **** dragon opened its mouth and howled in the next second.

"Hoo! (He likes to do brain surgery on little cubs. I have seen many cubs turn into brainless monsters in his hands.

"Hooho! (He likes to graft, and cuts off the legs of many young cubs, making many young cubs lose their ability to walk.

He stretched out his claws and pointed to the white coat with the broken arm.

"Hoo! (He chopped off the cubs' hands on purpose.

"Hoohohoho! (I just had the same joke with them.

But whoever thought they were dead.

Tsk, I'm really cowardly, to die here, and I haven't had enough fun yet.

Helanjia only said a few words briefly and roared a few times.

Lu Yao could hear his sadness from the dragon howls.

She suddenly realized that the **** dragon in front of her might be a little different from the usual **** dragon.

Lu Yao turned her head and looked at the behemoth beside her.

She finally knew what the strangeness she had been feeling all along.

The pupils.

Helanjia's eyes are black, like obsidian, deep and charming.

And now these eyes are as red as blood.

Slimy with a lingering malice.

There is no horn chain he gave him on his dragon horn.

Lu Yao looked at the **** dragon beside her, and suddenly felt a little helpless in her heart. Looking at his appearance, she probably didn't remember who she was.

It's just why this **** dragon doesn't directly say who he is, but instead plays the game of "playing himself" with himself.

In this flash of light and flash, a thought suddenly appeared in Lu Yao's mind, and she looked at the **** dragon beside her in surprise.

No?

This orc is actually jealous of himself and competes with himself.

Soon Lu Yao thought of Helanjia's usual actions, and felt that it was not impossible for him to have such a brain circuit.

Perhaps it was Lu Yao staring at the **** dragon for too long, and the doubts inside were too strong, so that the **** dragon in front of him also had some doubts, and he was so huge the faucet, as if to say.

What's wrong?

Lu Yao also reacted at this time, why this **** dragon has not become a half-orc.

After all, the beasts may be similar, but the half-orcs are all different.

Thinking of this, Lu Yao snorted coldly.

Hmph, that's pretty thoughtful.

The direction is all wrong.

Lu Yao withdrew her gaze, ready to play with Helanjia like this.

And she had already made up her mind in her heart to let the orc, Helanjia, be jealous of himself.

Don't you love acting? Don't you ask?

Then I'll let you play.

The **** dragon shook his wings. For some reason, he suddenly felt a coolness in this airtight world.

He also sneezed heavily along with the coolness.

The **** dragon rubbed his nose, and a cold light flashed in his red eyes.

Who is plotting against the dragon?

The **** dragon has no doubts about Lu Yao beside him at all. After all, in his mind, how could such a cute and fragrant human being curse himself in secret?

Lu Yao didn't know what the **** dragon was thinking, but looking at the **** dragon so proud, she probably thought of something that made him happy.

Lu Yao patted the tip of the **** dragon's wing and asked, "Where's Anpa?"

In order to be afraid that the **** dragon doesn't know who Anpa is, Lu Yao also specifically described it.

"The mouth is always babbling, saying that you are the white coat of the strongest test subject 01."

The **** dragon didn't find anything strange about Lu Yao's description, and the white coat that Lu Yao described instantly appeared in his mind.

Then he became furious.

Among these white coats, the one he hates most is the one that is so rambunctious.

After all, he always rushed to himself inexplicably, shouting that he was his achievement.

How is that possible? How could Benlong belong only to him.

It really makes Long Yi laugh.

While thinking, he pushed Lu Yao with his wings and walked into this room.

Such a hated white coat, he naturally wants to give him a big gift.

Lu Yao was pushed a little staggered by him.

But she thought that this **** dragon was in a state of amnesia now, so she restrained her mind and prepared to wait for him to recover his memory and then discuss it back one by one, now...

Just let him go.

The **** dragon had no idea at all, he had just escaped the catastrophe, and he was still excitedly feeling the touch of his wings.

Hey!

This human is so soft.

Soft and fluffy, really good rua.

I want to take a sip.

This human being is so calm, if she sucks, she probably won't cry.

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The other orcs of the Second Legion and the First Legion have been in this dark space for a long time.

They waited and waited, and waited and waited, without waiting for anything else to happen.

The Marshal who came to rescue them did not wait.

At times like this they amused themselves, jokingly saying, "Could it be that the Marshal forgot us?"

I have to say, in a way, they are the truth.