Heritage foundry

Chapter 151 Experiment
The mithril knight on the side raised the torch, and Zhou Mo saw clearly what this so-called monster in the dark forest looked like.

He looked to be a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old, with an unusually handsome appearance, his complexion was paler than ordinary people, his lips were thin, and there was a faint line of blood on it.

Seeing Zhou Mo looking at him, the monster whose forehead was pierced by Ninger's one-handed sword raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Mo.

This monster has a pair of silver-white eyes, which are just like human beings, but the madness and animalism revealed in them are something normal humans would never have.

The monster opened its mouth wide, revealing sharp fangs that are much better than humans. Its mouth was scarlet, and said hysterically:
"Low food, you hurt the noble holy blood, soon, hahaha, soon, your blood will become food for my people!"

Ninger frowned, moved his hand, and pulled out a scimitar from the waist of the Mithril knight beside him. With a flash of light, the monster's head rolled off.

However, the monster's head rolled down on the ground, with a pair of eyes still staring ferociously at the two of them, and deep in its scarlet tongue, it licked its thin lips.

"Your blood must be delicious, I can already smell the fragrance of your blood, hahahahaha..."

"Our holy blood is not as fragile as your food, we are immortal! Hehehehe..."

In the dawn that was not yet fully lit, the monster's infiltrating laughter echoed over the small village.

Zhou Mo looked down at the monster's head, raised his foot and stepped on it, his big foot stepped on the monster's unusually handsome face, and crushed it hard.

This time, it was considered to have hit the vital point of the monster, and the monster screamed in horror:
"You, you, you dare to insult the great holy blood family, the holy blood family will definitely tear you to pieces, feed your blood to the most humble goblins and kobolds, watch your fire of life, in the filth Wither, watch the fire of your life, wither in the filth..."

The sharp cry made him frown, he stepped hard, and the color of pure gold flashed all over his body, and the head under his feet burst open like a watermelon, but the burst was full of bright red color, and the white brains possessed by humans could not be seen.

Raising his foot, Zhou Mo continued to observe the monster, and saw the crushed head on the ground, the flesh and blood wriggling on it, and the burst blood flowed back spontaneously, but within two hourglasses, the head returned to its original state , the only difference is that the monster's face became paler, and the blood line on the lips completely disappeared.

"Terrifying vitality, terrifying recovery speed! If this is a frontal battlefield, the extraordinary life of the human race at the same level will have no chance of winning!" Ning Ge's face turned pale, and his voice became solemn.

Zhou Mo nodded, leaned down, reached out and picked up the monster's hair, and pressed his head on the neck of his body again.

The monster's head twisted on the neck, and it adjusted its position by itself. Then, the part connecting the head and the neck grew and healed quickly, and finally turned into a blood line and disappeared quickly!
Ninge swallowed, looking at the monster's ability to heal itself after a severed head, he didn't know how to describe it.

At this time, Zhou Mo suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the monster's neck.

Ning Ge looked at Zhou Mo's actions with some puzzlement. This monster can grow back its own head after cutting it off. What's the use of choking its neck?

After a while, Zhou Mo withdrew his hand and said to Ning Ge:

"They don't need to breathe, and even their blood can stop."

Only then did Ning Ge understand what Zhou Mo's previous actions were for.

Zhou Mo glanced around, then walked to a farmhouse, and pulled out a log used to tie up the courtyard wall. The dead knife flickered in his hand, and the bottom of the log was cut into a pointed shape.

"Press him flat on the ground."

Several mithril knights glanced at Ninger, and seeing that he had no objection, two more people held heavy swords and pierced the monster's arms. Four heavy swords pressed the monster flat on the ground in a large font.

Zhou Mo held the wooden stake with both hands, pinpointed the position of the monster's heart, and exerted force with both arms. The sharp wooden stake instantly pierced the monster's body and plunged into the ground fiercely.

Glancing at the monster who was still looking at him with a sneer, Zhou Mo frowned slightly. It seemed that what his hometown used to deal with vampires didn't work on this holy blood.

Suddenly, Zhou Mo thought of something, and ordered:
"Go to the village chief and ask Zhonghe if there are any sharp silver utensils in the village. If there are any, tell me that I want to use them temporarily!"

Soon, the white-haired, burly village chief walked over with the Mithril Knight, holding a tray in his hand, on which were various silver tableware, large and small.

The village head glanced at the young man who was restrained by the four mithril knights, and looked at Zhou Mo and Ninge strangely. The monster was almost identical in appearance to the human race. The village head thought that the two were punishing their subordinates.

"You have to be careful, these are the monsters that suck blood and kidnap the girls in your village. They usually look like humans, but they cannot be exposed to sunlight. Be careful!"

Zhou Mo gave a warning, and with the village chief's horrified expression, he casually took a silver table knife, and then lightly slashed across the monster's cheek.

"Hiss..." There was a sound like water being poured into hot oil.

On the monster's face, it was as if it was burned by flames, and the skin scratched by a silver knife, like a piece of paper instantly dyed to ashes by the fire, flew away from the monster's cheek with sparks flying.

"Impossible, this is impossible, the holy blood race is perfect, we have nothing to fear except the sun!"

After the monster discovered his change, he screamed crazily and struggled. The four mithril knights had to use all their means to control him.

"Hiss!" This was Ninger's inhalation sound!
Zhou Mo also looked happy, and turned to Ning Ge and asked:
"Do you want to keep alive, the Grand Duke may want to ask this monster something!"

Ninge shook his head and said:
"It is recorded in my family history that these monsters never spoke the truth. If you ask them for information, you will only be misled. The ancestors left a warning. To deal with this kind of monster, you must burn it to ashes as soon as possible after you catch it!"

"The ancestors of the Yingyang family are indeed wise, so let me see if this silverware can kill these monsters!"

With that said, Zhou Mo pierced the monster's heart with the knife in his hand!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." A miserable cry came from the monster's mouth. Zhou Mo didn't even use much effort, and the silver dagger broke through the monster's mithril-level body. Wherever it passed, Everything in the monster's body was turned into fly ash.

A hollow that was as thick as a human arm appeared on the monster's chest. However, even so, the monster was still alive and struggling in pain.

Zhou Mo and Ninge endured the viciousness, and looked inward from this hole, only to find that the monster's chest ribs were the same as those of humans, and its abdomen was also the same as that of humans, but at this moment, most of the heart was damaged, but it did not affect its vitality.

"How does this monster survive!" Ninge sighed, but found that Zhou Mo's black eyes were full of light.

"Why, Zhou Mo, are you interested in studying this monster?"

Zhou Mo patted Ninger on the shoulder and said:
"Well, I've left this monster behind. You should immediately send someone to inform the Grand Duke of the situation here, and also report the situation that the silverware can effectively kill people, so that the Grand Duke can quickly notify the imperial capital!"

Ning Ge suddenly reacted, Zhou Mo discovered something extraordinary, and suddenly became anxious. In this case, there should be no delay for a minute, and it must be passed to the first person to fight with these monsters as quickly as possible. Terran soldiers on the front line!
His face suddenly became serious, and Ninger bowed ninety degrees to Zhou Mo without hesitation, then waved his hand, and jumped on the mount first, leading the mithril knight and galloping away.

Zhou Mo quickly stabbed the free monster's head with a knife, and then cut off its head with one knife, which made the monster stop temporarily.

"This Ninge, really..." He shook his head and smiled speechlessly, Zhou Mo looked at the monster on the ground, a trace of thought flashed in his black eyes.

　Thank you Mo Shuo for your great reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)