A Weird Theater That Started In London

　　The time is late at night.

　　 In the secret room of an antique shop, white smoke floated, and various pungent smells came to the face, and the workbench was full of bottles and cans.

　　 These are all materials for refining white blood.

　　 Among them, there is a heart, the heart of Abraham's wife, floating quietly in the water.

　　 saw the old man cut his finger and drip a few drops of blood into the glass bottle storing the heart.

"He is back."

　　 "When I am about to die of old age, but this time, I can't fail."

　　 He muttered to the heart.

　　 The next moment, the originally calm water surface boiled, countless bubbles surged, and a large number of bloodthirsty nematodes crawled out of the ventricle, devouring blood greedily.

　　 "Enjoy, my dear."

　　 Abraham is affectionate, as if facing his lover.

　　 This scene fell in the eyes of Lu Li and Duke, very ironic——

　　 The beloved is dead, but they can only send their grief to the culprit. Not only that, but they must also borrow their power to have the ability to fight with the blood ancestors.

　　 However, the old man did not always remember the people of the past, he knew what he should do now, so he quickly converged his emotions, grabbed a dozen nematodes with tweezers, and threw them into the preheated test tube.

　　 Then, add distilled water, place it diagonally upwards forty-five degrees, and heat it with an alcohol lamp outside flame...

　　 makes people feel like they are in a junior high school chemistry class.

　　 However, Lu Li and Duke were afraid to distract themselves, staring at the workbench, keeping these operating procedures and reaction processes in mind.

　　 A little while later, Abraham picked up the dropper, took some samples, and explained: "When heated to a certain level, these bugs will dissolve."

　　 "Then, put them under the microscope and observe them, come and take a look."

　　 "This look is very good, as long as some drugs are added to neutralize it, it can be absorbed through the eyes."

　　 In the dark red liquid, there are a small amount of cells and a large amount of black spherical substances suspended.

　　 What is surprising is that they are very quiet, completely incompatible with the nature of bloodthirsty nematodes.

　　 Besides, when he was close to observe, Lu Li noticed that the blood in his body was agitated, and two completely different emotions surged in his heart: disgust and closeness.

　　 The two are extremely contradictory, but they are real.

　　 Werewolves are not visible?

　　 Almost subconsciously, he thought of the blood he had exchanged, and was immediately denied.

　　 It is too special. Although it is not considered strong in the early stage, it is biased towards the dark system, but after undergoing many transformations and breaking through various shackles, it can incarnate a non-existent existence, directly affecting the law of causality.

　　 In other words.

　　The quality of blood is too high. In this unobtrusive plot world, there is almost nothing that can resonate with it.

　　 Is it the drop of false holy blood taken before the exam?

　　 An idea emerged.

　　 However, no matter how much the false holy blood, it also has a touch with the holy characters, accepting the worship and worship of the believers for hundreds of years, and has a trace of divinity.

　　 Disgust is understandable, where does intimacy come from?

　　 No, it seems that I have seen it somewhere, and what kind of blood is related to the fall of the archangel.

　　 As for what it is, I don’t know.

　　 Thinking of this, Lu Li turned to look at Duke. Because the senior sister who taught a brief history of Western mythology was beautiful and well-built, this guy was better at learning than anyone, and he could be called a class representative. Maybe he knew the reason.

　　 "……"

　　 Aside, Duke didn't know why, seeing Lu Li looking at him many times, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

　　 At this time, Abraham coughed a few times and whispered: "Two people, it's not time to chat. Next is the drug ratio. Pay attention."

　　 After the words fell, he took out a stone box.

　　 Lu Li had to press his mind and continue to watch.

　　 It is a powdery white object with a fresh smell. It should be made from ground herbs.

　　 "The ratio of the solution to the powder should be 10:1, like this, let it stand for one minute, then shake it back and forth a few times before it can be used."

　　 In fact, the powder was prepared in advance, and it did not take too long to refine the white blood.

　　 Looking at the milky-white viscous liquid in his hand, Abraham raised his head, without hesitation, slowly dripping it into his eyes.

　　 After a while, the old man's face flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye, bloodshot eyes were covered with blood, and blue veins appeared on the neck and wrist.

　　 Lu Li noticed that he clung to the table tightly, wanted to mourn many times, but was abruptly suppressed.

　　 For this, the tough guy Duke doesn't care.

　　I think at the beginning, after he injected more than a dozen injections of cell enhancer, his whole body swelled up and almost exploded into blood foam.

　　 In contrast, the pain the old man is going through is really nothing.

　　 ten minutes later.

　　 Abraham leaned on the sword and sat down slowly. Although his cheeks were still flushed, his eyes became sharper and more aggressive than the young, like a medieval knight.

　　 Upon seeing this, Lu Li poured a glass of water and walked over and asked, "Master, how do you feel?"

　　 "I think I can participate in UFC and win the championship."

　　 Abraham seemed to be in a good mood and made a rare joke.

　　 UFC, the full name of the ultimate fighting championship.

It is currently the world's top and largest professional mixed martial arts event. It has a high degree of attention in the United States. It is more technical and dangerous than the wrestling entertainment event WWE~www.readwn.com~ Of course, Lu Li will not be true. He thought that the old man would suddenly hit the level of a professional athlete with a punch, but his physical condition would definitely be much better than before. At least he could easily solve the corpse and ensure that he would not be dragged down.

　　 Hearing this, Duke came around and couldn’t wait to say: "Sir, there is still some white blood left. Would you like me to experience it too?"

　　 "Please."

　　 Abraham handed the dropper over. As an elder, he kindly reminded: "My child, I suggest you find something like a wooden stick to bite and distract your attention..."

　　 Duke waved his hand to signal that he was okay, and then dripped a large amount of white blood into his eyes.

　　 Upon seeing this, the old man was speechless for a while.

　　 is so reckless!

　　 You must know that it was pure blood extracted from the blood-thirsty nematode. Countless witch hunters kept trying and filling in a large number of lives before they got such a relatively safe formula and method of use.

　　 And Lu Li, who was standing on the left hand side, was not too worried. In fact, they were beyond the scope of human beings. Since the old man can survive, there is no reason for Duke to have an accident.

　　 After just ten seconds.

　　 Duke opened his eyes, with a hint of meaning on his face.

　　 Then, Abraham, who was about to ask questions, saw something beyond his knowledge——

　　 I saw Duke walking straight to the workbench, holding up the big test tube, and drinking most of the white blood in one go.

　　 The whole process was too shocking, plus it was done in one go, without any pause, the old man had no time to stop it.

　　 "It's over, this kid is going to turn back into a corpse..."

　　 Before I finished speaking, I saw Duke sucking the remaining liquid in the test tube, and said to Lu Li, "It tastes good. Would you like to cook it?"