From Prisoner to Si Chen

Several shadows were wearing heavy white protective suits, but they shuttled through the forest in a rather agile manner.

They soon joined up with several other companions, a total of seven or eight people, and ran to the other side of the mountainside.

"Someone is chasing us from behind."

One of them suddenly said.

A dull voice came from under the thick black anti-miasma mask. He used the Owena language, with a fluctuating tone and a long tail tone.

Hearing this, the other companions glanced back.

The moonlight was reflected on the two dark glasses in their eyes, flashing in the darkness.

"Shoot!"

Several people ran while shooting at the back.

Beep beep beep!

A dull gunshot sounded.

The tracer cut through the air, making a whistling sound, but it couldn't hit the pursuer at all, and all the bullets missed.

The man was like a ghost, as light as nothing, and he flashed left and right and caught up with the group of people.

Woo——

I saw a gray stick-like object passing through a blurry afterimage and falling directly on a person.

Bang! !

This person was like being hit by a car. Under the strong impact, his shoulders and back were directly sunken and deformed, his neck and head tilted back, and the whole person flew forward.

After rolling and sliding for a distance, there was no movement.

The tragic death of his companion stimulated the nerves of several people.

"Can't run away, inject the 'blood agent' and fight desperately!"

Another person roared in a low voice.

I saw them take out a red injection from their waist pockets, raised their hands and stabbed their thighs.

Hiss——

Sizzle!

The figures of these six or seven people suddenly swelled, and the thick and fat white protective suits were instantly broken, revealing their muscular figures.

Moreover, two white snakes emerged from the lower edge of each of their collarbones, twisting and raising their bodies.

"Go to hell!" One person roared.

Hiss!

Two white snakes grew out of his body and intertwined on his arms, cooperating with his punch.

However, faster than the fist was a black afterimage.

Bang! ! !

The man was hit in the chest by the black shadow, and his upper body instantly exploded into a ball of blood mist and debris.

Jilan retracted the foot that kicked out the "broken iron" with a calm face. He took another step and turned sideways, passing through the twisted white snakes, and took the initiative to come to the middle of this group of people.

A colorful light flashed in his deep blue eyes.

A blood bar appeared above the heads of this group of people.

'Blood agent? Can it directly make people complete the second transformation and become a gamma-level transformer...'

Jilan thought to himself and had already made a move.

The laughing staff he grasped was like a stick of the god of death, with a sharp "laugh" that robbed people of their lives, and fell on the group of enemies one by one.

Or swinging horizontally to smash the neck, or chopping vertically to hit the top, or piercing the chest and abdomen...

Bang bang!

Bang bang bang bang! !

Each strike can easily clear a person's health bar, and the simplest action can achieve the most efficient killing.

In less than two minutes, the surroundings fell into silence. Only one seriously injured and dying guy was left, collapsed on the ground, gasping violently.

Jilan stood in front of this person with a cane.

The other party had his limbs broken and collapsed on the ground.

Snap.

Jilan took off the mask of this person, revealing a bearded man with a bloody face. The other party was staring at him with a painful but forced calm expression.

Jilan ignored it and summoned the little demon Weiwei on his own, and let it "invade the mind" on the enemy.

Not long.

After getting the man's memory, Jilan crushed the other's throat with one foot.

Gaba!

'It's really the "No. 7 Golden Army" people, their camp is nearby. '

Jilan said secretly, and turned his head to look at the woods behind him.

‘Kaya and Maiwei are catching up…’

He didn’t waste time, he bent down and searched the bodies of these people, but found nothing.

So without hesitation, he activated “Colorful” and corrupted all the bodies.

The colored numbers in the corner of his sight jumped by 20 or 30 points each time, and continued to replenish Gilan’s body.

Soon, the mysterious energy he accumulated became “722” points.

Ding!

Gilan did not stay where he was and waited, but moved his body and went to the campsite in the man’s memory.

The bodies were all corrupted by him, and it was difficult to explain this matter, so he simply left first.

After a while.

Gilan passed through the dense forest and came to an open area. Not far ahead, there were three or four large white tents.

He was 40 or 50 meters away, and he sensed silently for a while, but found that there was no movement in this camp, and it was quiet all around.

‘Evacuated in advance…’

Gilan said secretly.

He let Weiwei fly first, and he followed closely behind.

After entering the camp, he found some scattered items such as copper kettles, basins, thermos bottles, and some cardboard bags.

The bonfire surrounded by stones had long been extinguished, but there was still residual heat. It can be seen that this group of people evacuated in a hurry.

"Huh..."

Jilan suddenly discovered something and exclaimed.

He took two steps forward, bent down and took out a few scattered papers from a cardboard box. There were neat handwritings on them with a typewriter, and there were also red pen circles left by people.

Jilan lowered his eyes and glanced at the content.

This is a research report on the creatures in the Blood Sea. The whole report should have hundreds of pages. What he has in his hand is only a small part of it, only about the "Red Whale".

The Red Whale is named because of its dark red appearance.

But the researchers of the No. 7 Golden Force gave this whale, which only exists in the Blood Sea, a scientific name -

Autumn Whale.

The reason is that in the continuous experiments, the research team discovered a secret.

In a sense, the Red Whale actually belongs to a branch of the Old God's Families.

The source is the third Si Sui -

"Goddess of Love" Miss An Lei.

The Red Whale is not a natural Old God's Families, but is caused by the special environment of the Blood Sea.

After inspection by the No. 7 Golden Force, it was found that the seawater of the Blood Sea contains countless Autumn Sorrow parasites!

These parasites have the same origin as the Autumn Sorrow Families. They were born in the "barnacles" shaped like tombstones. They float with the seawater and stick to the surface of the whale, then drill into its heart and flow into the blood through the pulsation.

Gradually merged with it.

In the evolution of hundreds and thousands of years, the original ordinary whale was slowly transformed into a red whale.

The research report recorded the researchers' speculation - perhaps because the red whale lacked natural enemies and the blood sea environment was in a calm state for a long time, the red whale did not evolve offensive organs, and even the mysterious power that originally belonged to the clan was slowly sealed.

But the fat and flesh of the red whale itself contain mysterious substances, which can be extracted by special means, and after purification, it can become the core material of whale oil batteries.

This is a special process developed by the outstanding craftsmen of the Imperial Mechanical Union after receiving the enlightenment of the "torrent" of January Sichen.

It is also the knowledge that the Federation dreams of but cannot obtain.

They had to find another way, secretly lurking in the empire, and through infiltration and exploration, tapping the other potential of the red whale.

The result did not disappoint the Federation, that is, human body transformation...

This is a transformation technology developed based on the mystical alchemy method, combined with the characteristics of the Qiushang parasite.

The No. 7 Golden Army called it "Autumn Sorrow Transformation".

The Federation tried to find a way to reproduce the Autumn Sorrow parasite on a large scale, so as to obtain inexhaustible raw materials to mass-produce Gamma-level and even Beta-level soldiers.

In this way, we can have an army that obeys orders 100%, is not afraid of death and is invincible!

Jilan looked at the report in his hand and felt shocked.

Because the Federation used more than 10,000 living people for experiments... There were prisoners of war, prisoners, innocent imperial civilians, and even the lower class people of the Federation.

And the most advanced and cutting-edge experimental results were used by the Federation military and even some mysterious forces.

'It must include the "Chorus"! '

Jilan couldn't help thinking.

The secret society that believes in "Miss Elegy" in April Sichen, whose members wear iron masks, can grow white snakes that can make musical instrument sounds from their bodies.

This is obviously the result of "Autumn Sorrow Transformation"!

Snap.

At this time, two hurried footsteps came.

"Mr. Gilan!"

Maiwei and Kaya came quickly and greeted him.

They looked around solemnly.

Maiwei asked:

"Is this the temporary camp of the 'Golden Unit No. 7'?"

"Yes." Gilan nodded and pointed to the documents in his hand. "I found some important information. I'll talk to you later."

"Please come with me to look for more here."

"Okay."

Maiwei and Kaya did not refuse and nodded quickly.

…

…

The bright moon was hanging high.

The cold moonlight fell on the island.

Gilan took Maiwei and Kaya back to the team.

Ms. Theresa and others had been waiting for a long time by the mountain road. All the enemies who attacked them halfway had been killed, and the surroundings were extremely quiet.

The temperature at night was cold, and the thinly dressed natives huddled under the tree with their elbows hugged, breathing white air, and did not speak.

Village chief Yernei hugged his daughter Sangasuren, while the fat orange cat huddled in the girl's arms.

"Dad, will those bad guys come again?"

The girl looked a little tired and uneasy.

The man touched her head and comforted her:

"With these outsiders, it will be fine."

Gilan glanced at the father and daughter, walked straight to Ms. Theresa, and briefly told her what happened.

"You found their camp, but the enemies evacuated in advance?"

Ms. Theresa frowned.

"It seems that the No. 7 Golden Army has been secretly observing our every move..."

She took over several research reports found in the temporary camp handed by Gilan and bowed her head to read them.

Soon, Theresa's face became solemn.

"This is an important piece of information that needs to be taken back to Chairman Pala."

"Ms. Theresa, should we continue to go up the mountain next, or go to hunt down the No. 7 Golden Army?"

At this time, Renault asked.

Ms. Theresa raised her head, glanced at everyone, and said after a little thought:

"This may be the enemy's trick to delay us... But the problem is that the longer the time is delayed, the more disadvantageous it will be for us."

"If we delay, something will happen. We must eliminate the 'Second Level Nightmare Monument' as soon as possible. Let's continue to climb the mountain!"

As she spoke, she ordered in a serious tone:

"Garnold, Renault, you two are always alert to the surroundings to prevent the enemy from attacking midway again."

"Yes." The two male gravediggers responded quickly.

Immediately afterwards, the group continued to move forward, heading towards the mountain. And everyone's pace quickened, intending to complete the task as soon as possible.

Half an hour passed.

The group of people did not encounter any more attacks and successfully reached the top of the mountain.

There is an open and flat area here, and the temperature has increased a lot.

Hot smoke is constantly rising from the crater, like thick clouds, covering the moon.

At the same time, Ji Lan noticed something strange.

He frowned.

‘The concentration of the miasma has become higher...the closer you get to the crater, the stronger the miasma? ! ’

Jilan seemed to realize something and looked up at the jagged and jagged peaks.

‘Could it be that... the miasma erupted from the ground? ’

Didi!

Didi!

At this moment, an alarm sounded in the pocket of Ms. Teresa's windbreaker. She reached out and pulled out a black stick, which was obviously an alchemy tool used to test the concentration of miasma.

The numbers displayed above made his expression change.

"7.5 Pa!"

Ms. Teresa said solemnly.

"The concentration of miasma here far exceeds historical records..."

Everyone's expressions changed one after another, and they quickly launched their own spiritual vision.

As soon as they felt it, they were surrounded by extremely rich yellow-brown mist!

This miasma concentration...

It can kill ordinary people almost instantly.

Even these third-level mystics were vaguely aware of physical discomfort, and the imprint of their own kingdom was constantly trembling to resist the infection of the miasma.

Even a level 1 or level 2 mystic might not be able to stay in such an environment for long.

It was at this moment that everyone suddenly thought of one thing.

An extremely strange and unreasonable thing.

They all turned their heads and looked at the several aborigines on the side. They saw that these ordinary villagers were no different, and they did not seem to be infected by the miasma at all.

'That's been true from the beginning...'

Ji Lan frowned.

‘Obviously they live in an environment with such a strong miasma, but these island residents are not affected at all... Even if they reach the top of the mountain, they are still like this. ’

Everyone felt confused and puzzled.

This is contrary to occult truth.

Ordinary people do not have a spiritual kingdom and lack the protection of a brand. It is impossible for them to be unharmed when infected by miasma.

However, the performance of this group of island aborigines completely broke everyone's perception.

Is it really because...

They call themselves the so-called "God's Clan"? !

Before everyone could think about it, they were interrupted unexpectedly——

Under their spiritual vision, everyone suddenly saw a crimson blood-like mist emerging from the yellow-brown miasma, like cranberry syrup at the bottom of the cup gushing out from the surface of a cappuccino.

Under the mountain wall directly in front, a large tombstone that was square but as tall as a man caught everyone's eyes.

It is gray and black and simple, with red writing engraved on the front:

"Aldine Higgins, 1759-1926."