Chapter five hundred and seventeen you worry too much
At this time, unlike Long Yi's leisure, the Emperor of the Black Dragon Empire, Jacques Blake, was not so interested. At this time, he was already in a huge rage!
In front of his army, he was blasted by Long Yi's beetle missiles in front of everyone, and he was bruised all over his body! He even lost consciousness and was rescued by Tyrian!
This is simply unforgivable!
Jacques roared in the laboratory, his wounds were healing quickly, but the shame in his heart made him want to die here!
No!
I can't die! Only by crushing Long Yi! Let him whine at my feet can you avenge me!
"What the hell is that!"
Jacques finally calmed down and asked Tillian with a heavy breath.
"Beetle missiles, mutated species created by the self-destructing beetle of the honeycomb dragon." Tillian replied.
"I want this thing too! Make it for me!" Jacques yelled.
"This is probably difficult, Your Majesty."
"It's very difficult! You can also say it's difficult!"
Jacques couldn't believe that Tillian, who was always confident in his technology and wisdom, was actually difficult!
"Yes, it's hard, even I don't know how Long Yi did it. But if you really wish, I think we can turn to Rongka, and he will definitely be interested in this kind of thing."
Seeking help from Rongka?
Since Jacques broke free from Rongka's control over him, he has never had any contact with Rongka again. Only after being truly controlled can Jacques personally experience the feeling of being monitored all the time. It is really terrifying.
"No, can I find Rongka? We must find a way for ourselves. You must find a way for ourselves." Jacques roared in a low voice. At this time, his body had basically recovered. Except for some of the scales that had just grown, they were a little light in color, and basically no one could see that he was injured. However, the physical injuries can be compensated, but the psychological imbalance is difficult to change. Especially Long Yi's endless new tricks, even made Jacques feel a little... envy.
How great would it be if Long Yi was a member of the Black Dragon Empire!
If Dragon One is from the Black Dragon Empire, then the Black Dragon Empire will have molten beasts. There will be combat armor, powerful light cannons, beetle missiles with super-far range, and huge Demon Abyss Dragon!
All of this is Long Yi!
It can even be said that the war between the Black Dragon Empire and the White Dragon Empire is almost a war between the Black Dragon Empire and Long Yi and one by one! It was Long Yi and built the entire White Dragon Empire into a powerful military empire today, and Long Yi and almost supported all the wars of the White Dragon Empire with his own strength!
Jacques looked down at Tillian who should be busy.
Yes. Tillian is excellent. In the whole world, there is almost no one better than Tillian. He is firm, smart, and full of ambition. However, he is also defeated by a man.
The man was named Long Yi.
Damn it, isn't anyone able to defeat Long Yi?
The assassin failed, and he failed in himself. Now, the army seems to have failed!
"His Majesty?"
Tillian saw that Jacques seemed to be trance, and he called out. But Jacques ignored him.
"His Majesty!"
Tillian shouted, and then awakened Jacques from his contemplation.
"What?" Jacques was stunned.
"Your Majesty, I don't know what you were thinking just now. But I think it's definitely not a good thing," said Tillian.
Jacques was silent. He even understood why, at the moment, his spirit seemed a little dazed, and his originally firm heart also shook.
"I don't think your Majesty has to regret too much about this small decision-making mistake," said Tillian.
"A wrong decision?" Jacques looked at Tillian.
"Yes, it's just a decision-making mistake. Faced with the sudden attack from the enemy, Your Majesty, you are worried about the situation on the battlefield and personally led the Black Dragon to attack the enemy's rear. As a result, you were besieged by the despicable and cunning Long Yi with a trap. All this is just a mistake. On the real battlefield, Long Yi is difficult to find a breakthrough. Therefore, you can only obtain a small victory in this way, but this is of no use to the situation on the battlefield! We will surely win. And Long Yi will surely fail! Then everything is a destined script!"
When Jacques heard Tillian say this, he felt relieved. Yes, all this is Long Yi's conspiracy. If Long Yi wants to win, he can only rely on these conspiracies. Obviously, although Long Yi's beetle missiles are powerful, their number should be limited, otherwise there would have been beetle missiles all over the sky to wipe out the army of undead!
Haha, it’s really ridiculous. My dignified Black Dragon Empire emperor was defeated by such a small setback and even felt depressed in his will!
"You're over-thinking, Tillian, I'm just thinking about the next battle plan!" Jacques's voice restored his former arrogance, and his will was firm again!
"Yes, your majesty." Tillian nodded, and then continued to tidy up the things around him.
"Tirian, I will remember your loyalty in my heart. After I destroy the entire White Dragon Empire, that territory will be the territory of the Black Dragon Empire, and you will be the first lord there!" Jacques roared proudly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty! Everything I did is for revenge, as for the lord..."
"I said you are, you are!" Jacques could not argue.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Tillian stopped talking. Jacques, who had recovered from his mood, got up and left the laboratory. Until Jacques disappeared, Tillian then reached out and covered his chest gently, with a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth. Of course, it was only a moment.
The huge loss of the molten beast forced the Crystal Nuclear Research Institute to work overtime. Long Yi once tried to ask Beiling to help build the molten beast in batches, but after Beiling tried it, he had no choice but to do with this kind of thing. According to Beiling, the magic array specifications of the molten beast are extremely special, and they are even completely contrary to the rules of the natural magic array of the Crystal Demon clan, and they cannot be copied with the mother crystal at all. Especially this is made with crystal cores, which makes it even more difficult to copy.
Therefore, the Crystal Nuclear Research Institute had to work together with the Magic Academy to continue working overtime to create the molten beast. Fortunately, this thing was not the difficulty of the first time when we first worked on the problem. Everyone was familiar with it, and most of the wasted time was waiting.
And at this time, a huge good news came.
The Institute of Biology has made breakthrough progress in the vaccine trials of the plague!
At this time, in the tightest sealed cabin of the Biological Research Institute, a low-level undead covered in plague was wandering in a daze.
"The 35th vaccine trial begins now," said Mrs. Noor, the director of the Institute of Biology. Today is an extremely important day for the Institute of Biology. Because just last night, they were sure that they had found the real target of the plague vaccine, and today is an extremely important day!
At this time, Long Yi was standing next to Mrs. Noor, while Xiao Zi's banshee clone was in the sealed cabin to ensure the success of the experiment.
"For the sake of easy description, we have leveled all the undeads we have encountered so far. We call these lowest level undeads first-level undeads, and those stronger than him are second-level undeads, while those called rage are third-level undeads, and those who were killed by beetle missiles that day were fifth-level undeads." Mrs. Noor explained to Long Yi.
The dragon nodded and signaled that he understood.
The banshee clone controlled the undead to walk to the corner, and an experimenter in a safety suit sent four groups of big white rats into the sealed compartment. Two groups of white rats were vaccinated, while the other two groups were not injected for comparison.
Then, these two groups of big white rats received different attacks.
First, the Banshee controlled the undead and used her claws to cut all the first group of white rats into a wound.
Then, the Banshee injected the power of hell into the body of the undead, and then cut the second group of white rats into the wound.
After that, the two groups that did not inject for one second also repeated the process.
Today's experiment is to observe the effect of vaccines under the presence or absence of hell's power.
These plagues attacked very quickly, and they faced the advantage of small animals such as white rats. Almost at the same time, there were significant changes without these two groups of white rats.
The body of the rats infected by the power of hell began to wither quickly, their furs lost their luster and fell off. It took only ten seconds to die one after another. Then, more than ten seconds later, the rats struggled to get up again, their eyes were red and their dead energy was swirling.
The white rats that were not infected by the power of hell did not have a quick attack, but their symptoms were even more astonishing, and they only died two minutes later. Similarly, these dead white rats also climbed up again, but their image was even more hideous and terrifying, but they were not surrounded by any dead energy.
Correspondingly, the vaccine mice that have been injected are completely different.
The first group of white rats became obviously a little restless. They circled in circles in the cage, or trembled all over and shrank in the corners, but there was no sign of any attack. The second group of white rats began to slowly turn gray and their bodies gradually withered, but the speed was much slower than the first group.
About a minute later, the white rats infected by the power of hell died one after another. However, the white rats did not stand up again, but the body twitched meaninglessly in the spot. Obviously, although the plague tried to transform the dead white rats into undead, the vaccine prevented this from happening.
Half an hour passed, and the first group of white rats had calmed down one after another. Some had regained their activity and began to forage again. Some were very tired and hid in the corner and fell asleep. But in the end, no white rat died due to the experiment.
On the other hand, the white rats infected by the power of hell have completely dried up and completely lost their activity, and the power of hell has also been pulled from their corpses - this means that the body has no energy.
“The experiment was successful.”
Chapter completed!