Dark King - Chapter 737

Chapter 737 – Chapter 727: Lost Time [ First Update ]

Hearing the white-bearded old man’s words, Hathaway slowly calmed down. After a moment, she suddenly thought of the black prison she saw outside the giant wall. She immediately told the patriarch and the elders present about this situation, at the same time, she observed their expressions.

After hearing this, the patriarch and the elders looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise.

“Really?”The patriarch asked.

“Of course.”Hathaway answered in a cold voice. At the same time, there was a trace of doubt in her heart. It seemed that her father and the elders didn’t know. It meant that her information channels weren’t blocked by the family. However.., how could the huge black prison be explained? What secret did the Monster Research Institute hide?

“If this is true, then it’s a bit scary!”An elder took a deep breath and said solemnly.

The other elders twitched their eyelids and remained silent.

“Scary?”Hathaway raised her eyebrows and immediately asked: “Is the Monster Research Institute going to use this black prison to deal with us?”

“It’s not impossible…”an elder sighed.

The patriarch coughed and interrupted him. He said to Hathaway: “You have just recovered from a serious injury. Rest well and we will discuss this later. Everyone, let’s go out first.”

The elders didn’t say anything more and turned around to leave with him.

Hathaway narrowed her eyes and fell into deep thought.

Half a day later, in the Western District of an undamaged Earl City, there was a huge building. The surface of the land was vast and boundless. There were also mysteries hidden underground. There were many underground bases that were dozens of meters deep, like bamboo shoots sticking out from the ground, there were all kinds of bases.

This was the headquarters of the Monster Research Institute.

“What! You said that the people of the Dragon clan saw the black prison outside the wall? And it was more than ten meters in size?”In the office of one of the underground bases, a burly middle-aged man in a white coat was shocked. He had a fierce look on his face and was about two and a half meters tall. His temperament was like that of a butcher, but he wore a refined white coat, which made him seem a little unusual and strange, at this moment, he stared at a thin old man who came to report.

The thin old man stood in front of him like a chicken. Hearing his roar, he trembled and said, “This news came from the Dragon Clan. It was said by the injured Princess Hathaway after she woke up.”

“Impossible!”The burly middle-aged man roared, “The black prisons in our branches are still in the experimental cultivation. How could a black prison with a size of more than 10 meters appear? This is a complete black prison. It’s enough to trap a wasteland level pioneer. How could it be cultivated at this stage!”

The thin old man lowered his head and did not dare to reply.

However, a cold-looking woman with oval face and black-rimmed glasses beside the office said, “Director, is it possible that a branch secretly cultivated it but did not report it. Instead, it was secretly sent out of the giant wall to be raised?”

“Impossible!”The burly middle-aged man said without thinking, “The breeding of black prison requires the mixed feeding of the corpses of eight kinds of monsters above level 50. Although these eight kinds of monsters aren’t very precious, they are rare in our area and very difficult to catch. Even if all the resources of each branch were gathered together, they wouldn’t be able to breed one, let alone the process of breeding, which requires repeated experiments and corrections. With the current progress of the experiments, there is no later correction data. Even if there are resources, it is impossible to breed one. Unless there are several times, or even more than ten times the resources, it is impossible to breed one in repeated experiments!”

“Then… could it be that Hathaway was mistaken, or the Dragon Clan intentionally released this information to frame our research institute?”The cold-looking woman slightly frowned. She couldn’t think of any other answer.

The burly middle-aged man’s huge eyeballs slightly rolled. No one knew what he was thinking, but he didn’t answer her.

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“Barton, how long do you think our battle will last?”

At night, on Mt. Utto, the sky was filled with stars. Joseph and Barton sat on the steps on the hillside, looking at the builders of St. Mark’s Square who had been mending the square all night. They pulled the grass on the ground with their hands and said in their mouths.

Barton rolled up the pope’s robe and clamped it on his legs. He sat on the ground with his undergarments. He did not want to dirty the expensive robe. He shook his head, “When we win, or… when he can’t hold on anymore, it will end, right?”

“He may not be able to hold on every time,”Joseph said slowly. His small face was no longer as young and tender as before. There was a mature calmness, “He is the same as us. He is also a human and a lowly commoner. It was not easy for him to get to this point. No one helped him, and we could not help him either. This time, the enemy attacked. We could only watch and pray by the side…”

Barton fell silent and lowered his head.

“We’re his burden.”Joseph’s expression was wooden, as if he was stating a fact.

Barton tilted his head to look at him and said, “Do you plan to leave him?”

“No.”Joseph shook his head. “On the contrary, I’m prepared to not continue being a burden.”

“Oh?”

“Do you remember what he once said? There are many types of strength. It’s not just strength that matters.”Joseph raised his head to look at the night sky, he said, “You dare to go all out. You’re ruthless enough. It’s also strength. I’m going to train for a period of time.”

“Where to?”Barton asked.

“The dirtiest place,”Joseph answered.

Barton was stunned. He looked at him for a while and did not say anything else.

Going to the dirtiest place, was he trying to dye himself into the dirtiest person?

He did not ask, but he knew that this was the only way to bring “Strength”. Because their wrist strength was small, they could only dirty themselves. If they were so dirty that others did not dare to touch their hands, they would win.

This was a way for the weak to “Become stronger”.

“You should stay and continue to assist him. There aren’t many people he can trust, and the people he trusts the most are unable to help him. Wait for my return!”Joseph patted Barton’s shoulder and said goodbye.

Barton raised his hand and gave him a fist bump.

“Don’t forget your original intention,”he said.

Joseph slightly grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth, “If you forget, are you still human?”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The temple at the end of the square in front of them was brightly lit. The hall was empty except for Dean and Aisha. Dean rested his head on Aisha’s legs. The back of his head was especially cold because of the cold legs. It was uncomfortable as if he was lying on ice. But he still liked to lie on his head because of this position, it made him feel very intimate and warm.

There were several brief histories of the giant wall in his hands. He wanted to look into the secrets of the Witcher family. However, the brief history of the giant wall seemed to erase the time when the Witcher family appeared. He flipped through several of them, he still couldn’t find any information. It was as if a period of time had silently disappeared into the river of history. He found that this period of time was about thirty years after the construction of the giant wall, the record of that period of time was very vague.

There was a reason mentioned in the book. At that time the giant wall had just been built but it wasn’t a book yet so there was no record of it. However he found that it wasn’t the case from the later records.

“It seems that the Witcher family appeared out of thin air and was appointed as the guardian of the giant wall by Queen Sylvia. However Queen Sylvia disappeared from the world not long after the giant wall was built. There are records that she went to the god’s kingdom and there are records that she returned to the god’s realm…”Dudian frowned, although he knew that it was difficult to understand the god of war with the current information he had, but he only wanted to know about the hunter family and the source of the bloodline power of the Hunter family.

Now he was a pioneer. If he wanted to continue to improve, in addition to the vast amount of God’s marrow, there was the bloodline awakening which was an unusual power.

But he didn’t know whether this power was good or bad. He didn’t know how such power could be hidden in the human body. Moreover, there was no such power in the human body. Only the people of the Hunter family had it.

“If only you could talk…”Dudian closed the book and put it on the ground. Aisha’s beautiful face was reflected in his eyes. It looked like an ancient sculpture, he quietly stared at her.

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Chapter 737 Chapter 727: Lost Time First Update Hearing the white-bearded old mans words, Hathaway slowly calmed down. After a moment, she suddenly thought of the black prison she saw outside the giant wall. She immediately told the patriarch and the elders present about this situation, at the same time, she observed their expressions. After hearing this, the patriarch and the elders looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise. Really?The patriarch asked. Of course.Hathaway answered in a cold voice. At the same time, there was a trace of doubt in her heart. It seemed that her father and the elders didnt know. It meant that her information channels werent blocked by the family. However.., how could the huge black prison be explained? What secret did the Monster Research Institute hide? If this is true, then its a bit scary!An elder took a deep breath and said solemnly. The other elders twitched their eyelids and remained silent. Scary?Hathaway raised her eyebrows and immediately asked: Is the Monster Research Institute going to use this black prison to deal with us? Its not impossiblean elder sighed. The patriarch coughed and interrupted him. He said to Hathaway: You have just recovered from a serious injury. Rest well and we will discuss this later. Everyone, lets go out first. The elders didnt say anything more and turned around to leave with him. Hathaway narrowed her eyes and fell into deep thought. Half a day later, in the Western District of an undamaged Earl City, there was a huge building. The surface of the land was vast and boundless. There were also mysteries hidden underground. There were many underground bases that were dozens of meters deep, like bamboo shoots sticking out from the ground, there were all kinds of bases. This was the headquarters of the Monster Research Institute. What! You said that the people of the Dragon clan saw the black prison outside the wall? And it was more than ten meters in size?In the office of one of the underground bases, a burly middle-aged man in a white coat was shocked. He had a fierce look on his face and was about two and a half meters tall. His temperament was like that of a butcher, but he wore a refined white coat, which made him seem a little unusual and strange, at this moment, he stared at a thin old man who came to report. The thin old man stood in front of him like a chicken. Hearing his roar, he trembled and said, This news came from the Dragon Clan. It was said by the injured Princess Hathaway after she woke up. Impossible!The burly middle-aged man roared, The black prisons in our branches are still in the experimental cultivation. How could a black prison with a size of more than 10 meters appear? This is a complete black prison. Its enough to trap a wasteland level pioneer. How could it be cultivated at this stage! The thin old man lowered his head and did not dare to reply. However, a cold-looking woman with oval face and black-rimmed glasses beside the office said, Director, is it possible that a branch secretly cultivated it but did not report it. Instead, it was secretly sent out of the giant wall to be raised? Impossible!The burly middle-aged man said without thinking, The breeding of black prison requires the mixed feeding of the corpses of eight kinds of monsters above level 50. Although these eight kinds of monsters arent very precious, they are rare in our area and very difficult to catch. Even if all the resources of each branch were gathered together, they wouldnt be able to breed one, let alone the process of breeding, which requires repeated experiments and corrections. With the current progress of the experiments, there is no later correction data. Even if there are resources, it is impossible to breed one. Unless there are several times, or even more than ten times the resources, it is impossible to breed one in repeated experiments! Then could it be that Hathaway was mistaken, or the Dragon Clan intentionally released this information to frame our research institute?The cold-looking woman slightly frowned. She couldnt think of any other answer. The burly middle-aged mans huge eyeballs slightly rolled. No one knew what he was thinking, but he didnt answer her. .. .. Barton, how long do you think our battle will last? At night, on Mt. Utto, the sky was filled with stars. Joseph and Barton sat on the steps on the hillside, looking at the builders of St. Marks Square who had been mending the square all night. They pulled the grass on the ground with their hands and said in their mouths. Barton rolled up the popes robe and clamped it on his legs. He sat on the ground with his undergarments. He did not want to dirty the expensive robe. He shook his head, When we win, or when he cant hold on anymore, it will end, right? He may not be able to hold on every time,Joseph said slowly. His small face was no longer as young and tender as before. There was a mature calmness, He is the same as us. He is also a human and a lowly commoner. It was not easy for him to get to this point. No one helped him, and we could not help him either. This time, the enemy attacked. We could only watch and pray by the side Barton fell silent and lowered his head. Were his burden.Josephs expression was wooden, as if he was stating a fact. Barton tilted his head to look at him and said, Do you plan to leave him? No.Joseph shook his head. On the contrary, Im prepared to not continue being a burden. Oh? Do you remember what he once said? There are many types of strength. Its not just strength that matters.Joseph raised his head to look at the night sky, he said, You dare to go all out. Youre ruthless enough. Its also strength. Im going to train for a period of time. Where to?Barton asked. The dirtiest place,Joseph answered. Barton was stunned. He looked at him for a while and did not say anything else. Going to the dirtiest place, was he trying to dye himself into the dirtiest person? He did not ask, but he knew that this was the only way to bring Strength. Because their wrist strength was small, they could only dirty themselves. If they were so dirty that others did not dare to touch their hands, they would win. This was a way for the weak to Become stronger. You should stay and continue to assist him. There arent many people he can trust, and the people he trusts the most are unable to help him. Wait for my return!Joseph patted Bartons shoulder and said goodbye. Barton raised his hand and gave him a fist bump. Dont forget your original intention,he said. Joseph slightly grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth, If you forget, are you still human? The two looked at each other and smiled. The temple at the end of the square in front of them was brightly lit. The hall was empty except for Dean and Aisha. Dean rested his head on Aishas legs. The back of his head was especially cold because of the cold legs. It was uncomfortable as if he was lying on ice. But he still liked to lie on his head because of this position, it made him feel very intimate and warm. There were several brief histories of the giant wall in his hands. He wanted to look into the secrets of the Witcher family. However, the brief history of the giant wall seemed to erase the time when the Witcher family appeared. He flipped through several of them, he still couldnt find any information. It was as if a period of time had silently disappeared into the river of history. He found that this period of time was about thirty years after the construction of the giant wall, the record of that period of time was very vague. There was a reason mentioned in the book. At that time the giant wall had just been built but it wasnt a book yet so there was no record of it. However he found that it wasnt the case from the later records. It seems that the Witcher family appeared out of thin air and was appointed as the guardian of the giant wall by Queen Sylvia. However Queen Sylvia disappeared from the world not long after the giant wall was built. There are records that she went to the gods kingdom and there are records that she returned to the gods realmDudian frowned, although he knew that it was difficult to understand the god of war with the current information he had, but he only wanted to know about the hunter family and the source of the bloodline power of the Hunter family. Now he was a pioneer. If he wanted to continue to improve, in addition to the vast amount of Gods marrow, there was the bloodline awakening which was an unusual power. But he didnt know whether this power was good or bad. He didnt know how such power could be hidden in the human body. Moreover, there was no such power in the human body. Only the people of the Hunter family had it. If only you could talkDudian closed the book and put it on the ground. Aishas beautiful face was reflected in his eyes. It looked like an ancient sculpture, he quietly stared at her.Thank you for reading on myboxnovel.com