About an hour later, the screams that echoed in the laboratory, which were creepy and soul-shaking, gradually subsided.
The corpse on the experimental bed had become a pile of unrecognizable minced meat.
The extremely strong smell of blood, like a tangible object, permeated the entire space, almost suffocating.
And Dottore, like an artist who had just finished a performance, gracefully raised his hand and displayed his latest "work" under the dim light.
On his palm, a small ball of writhing black mud floated. The mud seemed to have its own will, constantly twisting and churning, and exuding a strange and heart-pounding aura.
"Is this forbidden knowledge?" A crazy and distorted evil smile appeared on the corner of Dottore's mouth, "Or, it should be more appropriate to call it chaos and destruction from the abyss."
"If I integrate this forbidden knowledge with my segment and create an artificial abyss demon god? Hahahaha… what a spectacular scene that would be! It really makes people can't wait to see this beautiful picture."
"Yide, this great work, I will show it to you! I hope you will like it."
…
At night, the Opera Epiclese was brightly lit.
In an inconspicuous corner, Yide and Furina sat side by side, watching the opera performance on the stage together.
In order not to be disturbed, they both carefully put on makeup, so they did not attract the attention of the people around them.
Yide was not very interested in the art form of opera, and his mind had long since drifted elsewhere.
He stared at the stage, but his mind was churning with plans on how to completely solve the problem of the desert people.
Furina keenly noticed his absent-mindedness, so she stretched out her slender jade hand and gently pinched him to remind him that as the companion of the great star of Fontaine, he should be focused.
However, as soon as her hand stretched out, it was tightly held by a warm and powerful big hand, and then it was played with wantonly.
Furina glared at him, her eyes revealing a "fierce" meaning, but she was completely ignored by him, and she had no choice but to let him do as he pleased.
Before long, the opera slowly came to an end amidst the warm applause of the audience.
And Furina's pretty face was stained with a layer of blush, like a ripe red apple, delicate and dripping, exuding an irresistible charm.
If it weren't for his weak body, Yide would have had to have a "deep exchange" with this Hydro Archon of Fontaine again.
Afterward, the two walked out of the opera house hand in hand and strolled on the ancient bluestone path.
The bright moonlight shone on Furina's exquisite face, highlighting her beauty and elegance, making her look like a goddess in ancient mythology.
After walking for a distance, Furina suddenly asked, "Yide, are you leaving for Port Fudé tomorrow?" Her voice was full of deep reluctance.
Yide nodded and replied, "Yes."
Although she had known the answer for a long time, Furina's heart couldn't help but feel a pang of pain.
Yide sensed her emotions and gently hugged her in his arms, "Fufu, a temporary separation is only for a better reunion next time."
Furina snuggled in his arms, listening to his heartbeat, and the sorrow of parting gradually dissipated in his warmth.
She raised her head, looked at his resolute and handsome face, and confessed firmly, "As long as Fontaine can survive the prophesied disaster, I will let go of everything and be with you."
Yide was deeply moved by her love. He knew that his heart was about to melt completely in this fiery emotion.
He responded, "Fufu, I love you. This love will last until the end of life and the end of time."
He lowered his head and gently kissed Furina's red lips, then stuck out his tongue and skillfully and gently explored her mouth.
Furina responded to him actively. Her moist and fragrant tongue intertwined with his, and the two continued to heat up in a passionate kiss.
Furina's watery and charming eyes were filled with endless love for him.
How could Yide resist this kind of temptation? He picked up Furina and went to a beautiful and quiet place, under the bright moonlight…
At the same time, on the first basement floor of the Opera Epiclese, the core area of the Oratrice Mecanique d'Analyse Cardinale showed obvious abnormalities.
The flickering of the light became chaotic, and the energy conversion work also completely stopped.
"These two are actually making out in the wild, it's really… um… oh…"
Focalors' voice was mixed with obvious gasps.
Because the distance was relatively close, the sensory stimulation she felt was unprecedentedly strong, which made her a little out of sorts.
"Yide, this bastard, if I have a chance, I must teach him a good lesson!" she said with a hint of shame and anger.
But as soon as her voice fell, the boundless pleasure once again submerged her like a tide, making her unable to extricate herself.
…
The next morning, the sun shone on the central square of the city.
Yide walked slowly to Dvalin with obviously deformed steps.
His eyes revealed a hint of fatigue, but a satisfied smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
When Dvalin saw Yide's appearance, a look of concern appeared on his face, "Boss, what's wrong with you? You look a little off."
Yide waved his hand and rubbed his sore waist with a wry smile, "Hey, it's just over-exercise."
Then, Yide jumped onto Dvalin's back and sat down steadily, "Dvalin, let's go back to Port Fudé. It's time to go back and deal with some matters."
Dvalin hesitated for a moment, then said, "Boss, I want to pull a load of goods by the way. Since I'm here, it's on the way. It won't take too much time."
Yide sighed helplessly, "I'll pay you for the shipping, okay?"
"Okay!" Dvalin shouted excitedly. He perked up, spread his huge wings, and flew into the sky.
His figure gradually became smaller in the sunlight, and finally turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.
Not far away in the Palais Mermonia, Furina stood quietly by the window, staring at the distant figures of Dvalin and Yide until their figures completely disappeared into the sky.