Calamity Game: Cleanup Man?no i'm the villain

When Yan Feichen walked off the platform, Zarrick immediately came to his side and asked, "Is there any problem?"

"Let General Zarrick worry you, I have no problem." Yan Feichen replied.

"You don't have any problems with your body..." Feiner on the side said leisurely while holding a report: "Or...your body is actually full of problems!"

"You, why are you still alive?"

Fenal's words were astonishing.

Judging from the report in his hand, all the indicators of Yan Feichen's body were surprising enough.

But after careful inspection, Feiner found a serious problem, Yan Feichen was a living dead.

This statement may seem a bit strange, but it is the truth.

Although the Immortals also look like dead people, in fact, their life form is still alive, which is completely different from Yan Feichen, who can already be regarded as dead.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Fenal." Zarick frowned and turned to question.

"It's useless for me to explain these things to you, Zarrick." Fenal said with some contempt as he stretched out his hand and flicked the report in his hand.

"Besides, let me tell you something, Zarrick. There is a Gorefiend's spine in his body, and the degree of fusion between the two is not low. This degree of fusion...you should be the part that can use the Gorefiend Ability, I was right."

Hearing this, Zarrick suddenly thought of the scene he had glimpsed on the battlefield. In Yan Feichen's empty hand, a scarlet crystalline solid suddenly appeared, which became his favorite booster in attack.

Originally, he thought it was the other party's special ability, but after Feinar reminded him, he immediately understood that it was the same ability of the blood demon.

With somewhat shocked eyes, Zarrick turned his head to look at Yan Feichen, as if he wanted to know the truth of this matter through his mouth.

Facing the gaze from Zarrick, Yan Feichen said slowly: "Yes, there is indeed a Gorefiend's spine in my body, and it is also the spine of a certain Gorefiend Lord. As for how it is I don't know anything about what gets into my body."

"As for which Gorefiend Lord this spine belongs to... I only know that his name is Juelu Zena."

As soon as these words came out, not only Zarrick, but even Feiner on the side widened his eyes.

Unlike Yan Feichen who didn't understand anything, these two knew exactly who Juelu Zena was.

The strongest blood fiend in the history of the Red Moon Throne, and one of the top five combat powers in Nightmare.

The terrifying feats he has created are too numerous to list. The moat outside the Red Moon Fortress was accumulated by this man with the blood of members of the Inquisition Tribunal, including the blood of saints and saints.

But it was such a strong man who met Night Dire, the King of Scavengers who was even stronger than him.

Why the two races started the war is still an unsolved mystery, but the outcome of the war is well known.

The scavenger won the final victory. The Gorefiend Juru Zena died under the iron fist of the scavenger king, and the entire spine was pulled out as the spoils of the scavenger Holy See.

Hundreds of years have passed since that battle, and neither Zarrick nor Fenal could have imagined that the spine of the legendary blood demon was actually inside Yan Feichen's body at this moment.

"How about we make a deal?" Feiner immediately came to Yan Feichen, his eyes revealing strong interest.

It's not that he hasn't obtained the Gorefiend's spine before, and he has also conducted chimera experiments, but it's a pity that all of them failed because of the failure of the carrier.

But right now there is a successful example in front of Fenal.

Although the person involved doesn't know how the Gorefiend's spine is perfectly fused with him, Fenar has absolute confidence in himself. As long as he can give Yan Feichen a knife, he will definitely understand the principle and 100% kill it. Copy it out.

The ability of the Gorefiend has always been one of the objects of greed of all races, highlighting a panacea.

It's just that this ability is indeed apart from their own, and other races currently have no way to master this ability.

Regarding Feinal's question, before Yan Feichen could answer, Zarrick took the lead and made a decision for him.

"Since there is no problem, we will not disturb your experiment."

After finishing speaking, Zarrick took Yan Feichen's hand and was about to leave, but Feinar changed his previous retreat and stood directly in front of the two people's path, as if he didn't see the rabbit or scatter the eagle.

"Fenal, do you want to compete with me?"

"No, Zarrick, I just want to tell you that the guy you brought with you can help me create a research that is comparable to a secret medicine. Even so, you are not willing to let go? I can assure you, With this research, the casualties of horned demons on the battlefield will be directly reduced by more than [-]%!"

Fenal narrowed his eyes, he was forcing Zarick into an extremely awkward position.

He just wanted Zarrick to make a choice between the life and death of the horned demon soldiers or the life of Yan Feichen.

Faced with such a choice, Zarrick admitted that he wavered.

Although he and Fenar have never confronted each other, they are very clear about each other's abilities. Since he said it can be done, it must be done.

Zarrick naturally knew exactly what level the secret medicine was, and that was a sign of the rapid progress of the horned demons.

If Fenal can really come up with a research equivalent to the secret medicine, Zarick believes that it can really directly reduce the casualties of horned demon soldiers on the battlefield.

On the one hand, there is Yan Feichen, whom I am extremely optimistic about, and on the other hand, the lives of at least tens of thousands of horned demons, how should I choose?

This is the second time that Yan Feichen trusts himself unconditionally. Could it be that he has thrown him into a dangerous situation where he may die at any time?

But his life is his life, so the lives of those horned demons fighting on the battlefield are not their lives?

Yan Feichen knew exactly what kind of inner struggle Zarrick was facing at the moment, and he also knew very well that there was a high possibility that Zarrick would sell himself.

After all, in the final analysis, he is still an outsider who joined the horned demon camp for less than a month. Compared with the tens of thousands of horned demon soldiers, he is naturally a target who can be sacrificed at any time.

If Yan Feichen was in Zarrick's position at this moment, he would not hesitate to make the decision to abandon him.

But it's a pity that Zarrick's character is doomed that he can't make such a decisive decision in this kind of link.

And such hesitation naturally gave Yan Feichen an opportunity to take advantage of.

"Zarrick, if you are unwilling to make a decision, I can help you. The king should be very happy that I can come up with new experimental results."

"you!"

"How about taking a step back?" Yan Feichen said suddenly, and then took out a test tube: "This is my blood."

"I accept." Feiner suddenly smiled, this result is not unacceptable to him, and it can also guarantee that the relationship with Zarick will not deteriorate completely.

After all, his prestige with the army is still far inferior to that of Zarrick. If he completely turns against the other party, the ways for him to obtain materials in the future will be greatly reduced.

After throwing the blood in his hand to the opponent, Yan Feichen asked, "Now, can we leave?"

"No hurry, wait for me to test it." Feiner is not blind to believe what Yan Feichen says, only the results of experiments are what he trusts most.

Take a drop of blood from the test tube, and Fennell put it on the instrument for comparison test.

After a few minutes of inspection, he got a data that could complement the previous report.

After comparing it again and again, Feinar nodded in relief. Yan Feichen really did not cheat, and this test tube was his blood.

"Now, you can leave."

The two of them didn't stop any longer when they heard the words, and walked towards the door quickly.