After a little experimentation with the idea of adding inherent concepts, Han Baiyi stopped dawdling and walked to the laboratory door like a stroll.
After Xili got up, she didn't complain much.
Although she is a typical rebellious girl in the West, who does not believe in gods or dogma, and is even a little lily herself, Westerners' respect for faith is engraved in their bones, just like benevolence, justice, filial piety and brotherhood are to Easterners.
Therefore, even if her own faith did such and such things, she still loyally respected her faith and took the initiative to investigate.
First, I looked for the keyhole in front of the door.
Not found.
I tried pushing it in and out twice more.
Can't push it.
After that, Xili stabbed forward with his sword.
Not at all.
Looking carefully at the tip of the sword, he saw that his iron sword was forcibly fixed about one centimeter away from the wooden door, making him unable to move forward.
"Sir." She turned her head and said to Han Baiyi, who was studying the palm of his hand with his head lowered behind him, "Are there any taboo experiments being conducted here?"
"If I'm not mistaken, the seals on this door seem to be kinetic energy prohibition and magic power stopping seals. They generally seem to be specially used in large-scale taboo sealing ceremonies."
Shirley frowned her thin, pale silver eyebrows.
Although she had been wandering around since she was a child, Ciri had been the princess of Cintra until she was thirteen years old. Naturally, she received a royal education and her eyesight was far beyond ordinary people.
Han Baiyi nodded.
In the game, the door to this laboratory belongs to the King of Avalon's Noble Phantasm, and it is useless to throw a hundred magic bombs at the door.
If it weren't for being too strong, this gate wouldn't be able to trap a demon with its own demonic properties.
In the original plot, the protagonist needs to jump down the tunnel, kill the water ghost, get the key, and then go around and use the teleportation array to move inside the laboratory.
However, now there is Han Baiyi.
"I'll do it."
He said something to Shiri in front of the door, and then pressed his palm on the door.
Immediately afterwards, Xili's eyes widened as she saw magic spells one after another suddenly lighting up on the seemingly simple iron door.
And she had seen them all in books.
Kinetic energy blockade, force deflection, permanent fixation, legendary kinetic energy lock, magic absorption, magic dispersion, magic retrograde loop, legendary magic deflection, legendary magic rebound...
She didn't know who locked the broken door. Xili felt that no matter where she walked out of this cave-like laboratory, it would be much easier than walking through the door.
"Sir, be careful..."
Xili was just about to say the reminder.
Then, Han Baiyi's palm pressed against the door was pushed inward.
"puff."
Numerous kinetic energy, magic power, blockade, fixation, deflection, etc., there are twenty or thirty legends, and the advanced circuit technique makes a muffled sound like a fart.
One after another, they all turned off.
Even the light is gone.
"Crunch——"
The iron door was like an ordinary rusty broken door, making a long rusty friction sound.
Then it fell to the ground with a thud, shattering into iron fragments no larger than the size of a thumbnail.
Xili, who just opened her mouth, suddenly stopped talking.
Han Baiyi didn't stop and strode into the laboratory.
It was different from the narrow laboratory in the original plot. What appeared in his eyes was a fairly spacious area covered with candles.
However, rather than calling this a laboratory, it is better to call it a church.
At the front of the church, there is a white hexagonal altar. On each corner of the altar, there is a lit candle.
In the center of the hexagonal altar, there is a 'figure' with no skin on its body, and even the muscles are complete and precisely missing the upper half of the left abdomen. He is clasping his hands in front of his chest and kneeling towards the other side of the church.
His back just happened to be facing Han Baiyi.
If it weren't for Han Baiyi's clever vision that allowed him to see everything around him from a three-dimensional perspective, he might have thought that there was a devout believer worshiping at the altar.
Looking at this scene, which was obviously different from the plot of the original work, although Han Baiyi had doubts in his heart, he remained calm on his face.
He glanced casually and saw that the experimental supplies and various materials that originally belonged to Archmage Steingard were placed one by one in the last corner of the church.
The ground illuminated by candlelight was very clean.
Han Baiyi looked at the demon Kiyaen kneeling at the altar, feeling a little confused.
He doesn't seem crazy.
Xili looked at the figure kneeling in the hexagonal altar, her expression not very good.
She was keenly aware of an aura that made her somewhat uncomfortable.
As if hearing the footsteps of the two of them, Kiyaen in the center of the altar turned around from his long worship and looked at Han Baiyi and Xili behind him, his voice hoarse.
"Long-lost stranger."
"Why are you disturbing my long sleep?"
There was no sadness or joy in his tone,
The logic is quite clear.
"Aren't you crazy?" Han Baiyi rubbed his chin and frowned slightly, "Do you still remember what you experienced during your lifetime?"
"certainly."
Keyan's eyeballs, deeply embedded in the rotting red and black flesh, glanced in the direction of Han Baiyi, as if trying to distinguish his appearance.
"Extracting teeth, cutting off fingers, removing bones, cutting tendons, peeling off the skin alive, then pouring boiling metal into the lung cavity, and even using part of my limbs to test poison."
Keyan repeated expressionlessly.
"I won't forget."
While he was saying this, his expression was as calm as if he was talking about what happened to someone else.
——Or maybe Han Baiyi couldn't see the expression on the face that had no skin and half of the muscles.
As he spoke, Han Baiyi bent down and rummaged through the pile of experimental materials and records.
After searching for a while, I found a "Laboratory Diary" with familiarity.
The above record is still the same as my memory.
but......
Han Baiyi looked at Kiyaen.
...The things created are different.
"So you are now possessed by a demon?"
Han Baiyi asked him.
"What are you talking about?"
Kian turned his face, which had mostly corroded flesh and blood. This time, even if Han Baiyi couldn't see his expression, he could still see the deep confusion in those cloudy eyeballs.
"What are you talking about?"
As he spoke, seams leaked out from the broken cheek muscles, and the broken and rotten black muscle fibers swayed with the movements of his mouth and tongue.
But the confusion in his tone was extremely real.
"Do you remember who you are?"
Han Baiyi seemed to have captured something.
Kyaen, who was kneeling in the altar, was startled, and then he spoke according to the inertia, just like the originally set program,
"I am... I am Keyan, a demon hunter of the Cat School, serving Prince Adrian of the Sea Cat Dynasty..."
"I was captured by the evil warlock, severely tortured and interrogated, and have been trapped here ever since..."
Immediately afterwards, Han Baiyi immediately interrupted him in the middle of his speech:
"Who are you?"
Kiyaen, who was introducing his identity, suddenly stopped talking, and then continued the introduction from the beginning:
"I am...a demon hunter, serving Prince Adrian..."
"Captured by a warlock and then trapped..."
"Trapped..."
Han Baiyi looked at him with pity, but did not continue to interrupt, but watched him repeat the same words in the center of the altar.
"Do you really remember who you are?"
"I......"
Kian's face, which originally looked extremely ferocious, suddenly became tangled, and the broken muscles on his face trembled violently with his movements.
He suddenly covered his head, and his originally hoarse and unpleasant voice suddenly turned into a cold and harsh roar like metal friction. The facial features that were barely hanging on his face spurted out cyan fireworks, and the entire laboratory was under his breath.