My Cell Prison
Chapter 1661 - 1659: Battle

Chapter 1661: Chapter 1659: Battle

When Han Dong made this decision.

The doctor in the prison world was already drenched in sweat, his whole body twitching irregularly.

Of course, the doctor wasn’t doubting the research results he shared with the Lord,

but rather, the opponent was a ’legendary Migo.’

Morgan’s proficiency on the biological level was enough to serve as the [Dean].

Coupled with what he had seen and heard along the way, whether it was Morgan’s ability to easily create new life or the biological planet he had constructed.

From whichever angle you consider,

Morgan spent decades, exhausting his mind and setting up a completion plan using various high-end living experimental materials to achieve a ’perfect creation,’ which was definitely not weak.

The comprehensive attributes even surpassed those of the [Shoggoth Clan] created by the Elder Race during ancient times.

If it really came down to it, the doctor had no confidence at all.

Now, Han Dong had even staked both himself and the doctor’s brain as a bet.

"Lord, we might really not be able to win!

Actually, if I could offer my brain to trade for your chance of survival, I would do it without hesitation... But to stake both of our brains at once is too extreme."

The doctor’s extremely anxious voice kept coming through.

At the same time,

the Count’s voice also came from within, "Nicholas, aren’t you being too impulsive? If you die here, I won’t be able to escape back alone, this is the shattered dimension!"

"Hey~ you two are too tense and haven’t understood my intention at all.

[Professor Morgan] is even more obsessive about research than I am... The purpose of proposing this match isn’t about winning at all.

Moreover, ’winning’ would not be a very good result.

The truly important thing is the match itself."

When Han Dong finished his explanation.

Smack!

A mass of black, formless viscous substance suddenly fell from the top of the laboratory, splattering like liquid into the beast fighting space created by Morgan.

It was different from the creations Han Dong had seen at the external factory.

The formless body seemed to be able to change as desired, yet each sticky black strand appeared extremely flexible and full of strength, while numerous eye structures sprawled throughout the interior.

"Is this? Formless Spawn... No, it’s a Shoggoth with the ’liquid transformation’ trait of the Formless Spawn?

Not only that, it seems to also have mastered some highly destructive magic.

It has fully evolved into a new species, the fluid form can even quickly construct a complete reinforced skeletal structure."

Han Dong noticed,

the black viscous substance would occasionally condense into spikes, tentacles, or even human arms to touch the edges of the beast fighting arena, a highly destructive dark energy attempting to breach the walls.

"From your expression, you seem very surprised.

Did you think I would choose creations mass-produced from the [biological factory] to compete? Those are just foundational creations for mass production.

There might be very few that can grow breakthroughly,

but most will end up as ’planet employees’ or some basic security patrollers.

My true technology and creations are not casually displayed.

This [Crowned One] is one of my masterpieces.

I visited N’Kai and met the great Toad Ancestor and got the ’Formless Spawn’ secret through a transaction,

I later killed a highly talented Formless Spawn student at Mi University, using his prime body as a sample, combined with my technology.

Finally, I got this new species—[Crowned One].

Due to the rather complicated manufacturing process... If I could obtain some ancient relics, perhaps mass production would be possible.

Come on~ Nicholas, send out the creation you think is decent."

Morgan himself looked quite expectant.

Although Han Dong only had ancestor return, his various glorious deeds and courage and decisiveness to go to the core laboratory alone made Morgan look forward to what kind of creation this young man would send out.

The next second.

As a shadow jumped into the beast fighting area,

Morgan’s expression turned unsightly not just with disappointment, but even a little angry.

Because what Han Dong released was nothing new, but the most common "ghoul"... Not to mention Morgan had just recently destroyed the Zothique Continent, and the smell made him feel nauseous.

He’s seen all kinds of ghouls,

including the corpse-eating devotees modified by M.O. through the "Scripture of the Corpse Eating Cult" who were just like that. NovelFire

"Ghoul? Are you kidding me?

If you mock the life science I revered in this way, the end result could be more serious than death."

At once, waves of powerful brain domain oppression spread over, immediately causing Han Dong to bleed profusely from the nose.

Even so, Han Dong patiently explained:

"The first demon group I encountered outside the city was ghouls.

And although this group is weak and inferior, their modifiability is extremely high... Professor Morgan, please set aside your prejudice against lower species, take a good look at the ghoul I’ve cultivated, you should be able to see the differences, right?

I was fortunate to participate in some small-scale operations in the London game, and the effects were quite good."

After Han Dong’s statement.

Morgan reevaluated this ghoul, and his gaze suddenly turned sharp.

He noticed strange black hairs hidden within the ghoul skin and the ’deadly gas’ contained within them.

Of course, Morgan had no such concept and couldn’t immediately identify what kind of aura it was, different from any corpse aura he had seen.

"Not just this bizarre corpse energy.

The skin structure, muscle composition, and brain had all undergone modifications... What technology is this, and how was it done to allow a common ghoul to withstand such a level of modification?

Theoretically, the physical endurance of a common ghoul should have been exceeded long ago.

However, this level of physical modification is still not enough to threaten the [Crowned One]."

Though Morgan observed carefully, there was still a point he missed.

The ghoul’s mouth had faint blood marks, vaguely outlining an exaggerated grin.

"Professor Morgan, can we start?"

"Go ahead."

As Professor Morgan completely sealed the beast fighting arena.

The two distinctly different creations simultaneously exposed their ferocity... but the next scene changed Morgan’s expression.

According to the understanding of ghouls.

Their attack methods were generally characterized as close-range claw strikes or bites, with their attacks carrying plague attributes.

However, at the moment the match started, the ghoul made no moves.

The Crowned One, utilizing its formless trait,

condensed over ten spikes, and pierced toward the ghoul... Each end concentrated with "destructive effect," which would cause critical damage upon contact with flesh.

Swish swish swish!

Over a dozen consecutive piercings, nearly all missed.

The ghoul exhibited an extremely peculiar body technique, sometimes leaving slight afterimages, precisely dodging each piercing attack.

"Hmm? Ultra-high speed neural reflex? No... These actions aren’t mere instinctive dodges."

Morgan, who disdained lower civilizations, naturally didn’t understand human cultural ’martial arts,’ thus couldn’t comprehend the intricate moves the ghoul displayed.

However.

Due to the overwhelming number of spikes, limited space, and the Crowned One possessing strong dynamic vision.

One of the spiky tentacles came from an unexpected angle, hitting the ghoul’s body steadily.

Morgan secretly clenched his fist, believing the match had already ended.

The [Crowned One] among his creations leaned towards being offensive.

Based on some ghouls with strong defenses, such a piercing would be sufficient to destroy half a body.

However, after a dark energy explosion concluded.

He still couldn’t see the shattered ghoul flesh...

Instead, a sturdy tentacle was severed on the ground, rapidly degrading into a puddle of inert viscous liquid.

In the beast fighting arena.

Initially appearing normal, the ghoul had completely transformed,

its body covered in dense black hairs, the recently impaled area merely emitting wisps of white smoke, astonishingly not breaching the defense.

This scene directly tightened Morgan’s brain into a knot.

"What is this hardness? How is this achieved?"