The muscles all over his body shone with metallic luster, and even the two horns on the head of Cyril the tauren were dark brown in the reflection of the campfire.

And the long-handled axe made of stainless steel in his hand was tightly grasped by him, and he could launch a thunderous blow at any time.

And Winnie, behind Cyril the tauren, carefully protected Jonas, and the thorn in her hand was aimed at the bush.

Jonas, who was frightened by the thrilling scene just now, his face has not returned to normal, and between his hands, there are inexplicable spell fluctuations. It seems that only a small stimulation is needed. Let him smash the prepared powerful spell directly.

The deathly silence made the atmosphere on the scene a bit depressing. After a while, Raymond saw that everyone was still looking like an enemy, and he couldn't help coughing a few times and opening his mouth. "Master Jones, what are you waiting for?"

"Huh?" With a shake of both hands, the fireball that appeared between Jones's hands instantly illuminated everyone's faces.

Shocked and then backed away, the very helpless Raymond had to point to the bush and shout. "The corpse of the Abyss Wing is almost stiff, and it won't be easy to deal with without inspection."

Jonas, who suddenly realized his face, flushed, and immediately scattered the fireball between his hands.

And Cyril, the tauren holding a long-handled axe, ran over with a silly smile, and quickly got out of the bush with the body of the Abyss Wingman.

It was so simple, and the Abyss Wingman, who was still exuding huge coercion when he appeared, was killed by a single blow by Cyril the tauren, facing such a weird result. Jones couldn't help but smile.

And the big beauty Winnie, who was still nervous, spit out her tongue in embarrassment. He quickly rushed to the creeping lizard that had been scared a long time ago, and searched for Jones' tools.

The embarrassing Jones immediately asked Cyril the tauren to move the body of the Abyss Wing to the table next to the campfire, followed by Raymond and Jones to check the body of the Abyss Wing.

He was completely dark, and most of his body was covered with short, thin, hard black feathers, and the wing membrane between the right arm and the side of the body had been chopped to pieces by Cyril the Tauren's long-handled axe.

On its waist, there was a cut wound, and the left back had a large area of ​​burnt marks. But its entire head was severely damaged by Cyril the tauren just now. The eagle's beak broke and plunged into its head. From the side of the cheek, a pale yellow brain could be seen.

Winnie, who ran all the way, holding a half-person high pocket, quickly appeared at the dining table. "My lord, your tool."

With a very solemn expression, after being opened by the tool bag Winnie had brought over, Jonas said to Raymond. "Master Raymond. Come on first."

Raymond was also extremely curious about this Abyss Wing Man who should have existed in the Abyss World, so he was no longer polite, took out the sharp cutting knife directly from the tool bag, and started the dissection.

The cut started along the middle of the chest, and the chest cavity that resembled a human soon was opened. The internal organs have not completely lost their vitality yet, they are still squirming slowly.

It was just the smell of Abyss Wing Man's blood, but there was a sour smell. After a while, the big beauty Winnie, who was standing at the dining table, ran to the side with a pale face covering her mouth. Don't dare to look again.

Jonas, who was still carefully examining the wing membrane of the Abyss Wingman, didn't expect Raymond to start unplaning directly. He yelled in amazement. "Oh my God, Lord Raymond, you just start the inspection like this?"

Raymond, who had frowned a long time ago, ignored Jonas’s yelling. After putting on the gloves in the tool bag, he gritted his teeth and put his hand into the warm abdomen of the Abyss Wingman and started. Flip and fumble.

Accompanied by the rising heat, the sour smell filled the tip of the nose made Jones' expression stagnant, and soon Raymond found his target, and the blood that gushed out of the abyss wing man's stomach pouch finally He was dragged out, and Jonas immediately covered his mouth and ran away, and soon he heard the sound of vomiting.

But Raymond, who was shining with red dots in his pupils, didn't care about it at all. As the Abyss Wing Man's stomach pouch was opened, most of the food residue that had been digested in it was spread flat on the table by him. Careful analysis and comparison are carried out through the scanning of the chip.

Under the reflection of the campfire, any little residue in the abyss wing man's stomach was carefully checked by Raymond, and as a large amount of data refreshed in his sight, the chip gave a shocking result soon after.

His face became extremely ugly, and Raymond, who turned around after a moment, shouted at Jones who had stopped vomiting in the distance. "Master Jones, you better come over."

Hesitated, but Jones still quickly walked to the table, UU reading www. uukanshu. com but he still blocked his nose with a towel.

"Most of the food in the stomach is produced in the Pamir hills." Using the knife in his hand, he scratched the food residue in the abyss wing man's stomach, and Raymond explained his discovery. "This Abyss Wing Man will not have just come from the Abyss World. There are a few plant seeds unique to the Pamir Hills in its stomach pouch."

Using a knife to pick out a seed that had not been completely digested, Raymond asked Jones to observe it carefully. "This is the seed of the wild bluegrass. I remember what the gray dwarf once said. The seed of this plant is extremely difficult to digest, and the shell will change color three days after the seed falls."

Jonas, who was still full of unbearable expressions, finally changed his face after listening to Raymond's narration. He looked at the still basically intact seed on the long table in amazement, and said in a deep voice after a long time. "Master Raymond, do you think this Abyss Wing Man is controlled by someone?"

Nodded, Raimon who picked up the small cutter, asked in a deep voice. "Does the black wizard have any obvious signs for the test creatures to check?"

At this point, Jonas, who had finally thought of Raymond, frowned and began to think.

"The skin on both sides of the neck and the spine, and even some dark wizards like to make puncture marks on the tail vertebrae of experimental creatures," said Jonas, who began to wander around the long table, slowly said. "The other thing is that, generally, black wizards will even set restrictions on test creatures with relatively high strength, but the methods of black wizards are very concealed and generally do not show obvious signs."

Holding the sharp cutting knife, Raymond frowned involuntarily...to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.