Rib Flower [Ability]

There was a slight cracking sound in the cold medical cabin.

Nightingale looked down at the figures in the cabin.His body was covered with a layer of frost, and he showed no signs of awakening.He put on the space suit, pushed open the emergency hatch, tied the medical cabin with a rope, picked up the aircraft, dragged the rope with one hand, and jumped out of the door with the gun in the other.

"Hello, Isaiah. Long time no see."

"Long time no see." The other party raised his chin, and the corners of his lips curled up under the brim of his hat.

"People are living here. What about my reward?"

Pointing the gun at the head of the figure in the cabin, Nightingale asked the communicator vigilantly.Dealing with one of the most dangerous characters in the entire universe, he dared not let his guard down.

"Half of it has gone to your interstellar general account. But I have to inspect the goods first. If it's a dead person, I'm not interested."

The one-eyed man named Isaiah grinned, and two white, artificially polished fangs flickered between his lips.Under the nano-level transparent monocle lens, a laser electronic eye that replaced the original eyeball glowed faintly, like a coquettish opal.

He took off the hood on the black cloak, revealing a handsome, almost feminine face and long chestnut hair. The ribbons of the hair fluttered and scattered in the night sky, making him seem like the kind that he could only see centuries ago. Aristocrats are generally gentle and gentle, and there is no way to see how cruel and violent he is.

"Yes. You know the rules of the transaction. Come in and inspect the goods by yourself, or I will shoot his head off with one shot." Nightingale tilted her head, glanced at the cabin door, and squeezed the bolt of the gun with sweaty hands. .Although the other party was friendly, she still felt the suffocating air pressure.

The man's flying wings flapped behind his back, like a preying vampire bat, "hula" and arrived in front of the cabin door in an instant. Before she closed the door, she took the first step to grab the rope by the door through the crack of the door, and dragged the medical cabin away. to the door.

"Hmm... is this in cryogenic dormancy?"

Under Nightingale's gunpoint, the one-eyed man calmly tapped the glass hatch with his finger bones.

"How about it, can you pay me the next half of the reward?" Nightingale was a little anxious.

"Not yet." The man casually raised his eyelids.

"You want to go back on it?"

Nightingale clenched the door of the hatch with one hand, her blood red lips tightened.

"No... I have a better suggestion, you, join us. It's much safer to work for us than to wander around to escape the pursuit of Thorn Paradise."

The woman's eyebrows twitched.

"Why don't you think about it and recruit me together?"

An icy voice pierced coldly into the undercurrent and turbulent air.

Helo, who had just woken up, pointed the gun at Bai Ying's temple, approaching step by step, but was knocked unconscious by the butt of his gun, and slowly moved the gun away, aiming at the uninvited guest.

The dazzling white light coming in from outside the door illuminated the man who had come out of the shadows, his fluttering silver hair shrouded his whole body in a halo, and his cold blue pupils burst out with a breathtaking brightness.

Isaiah stared at him, his perfect green pupil shot out a complex look, and the corner of his mouth twitched in a half-crying way.

"Oh, dear Eileen, my angel... Long time no see."

He licked the corners of his bright red lips, looking at the young man in front of him who was as beautiful as a hallucination, the eye sockets with electronic eyes shrunk unconsciously, and faintly felt the sharp pain of having his eyeballs gouged out.

"What Ai Ling? You got the wrong person!"

Hearing the other party's tone was like seeing an acquaintance who had been reunited for a long time. He Luo held his gun and squinted his eyes at the blurred figure against the light.

Based on the sound alone, he didn't have any impression, and it was absolutely impossible for him to have anything to do with terrorists in ghost places like "Forgotten Realm".

"How could it be? How could you forget me?" Isaiah laughed dumbfounded, dragged out his voice meaningfully, stroked the surface of the medical cabin with one hand, and sighed in mourning.

Hero glanced at his hand with a fierce look in his eyes, and pulled the trigger without hesitation. A bullet grazed the back of Isaiah's hand like lightning, causing a burning pain.

"Stay away from him, or I'll cripple your dirty hands." Helo shook the gun head, staring at him fiercely.

"Oh, my lovely little angel, why are you so out of touch! I just want to invite you brothers to come over to catch up with each other. Now that you are here, why don't you come to my residence and have a cup of afternoon tea, how about it?"

The man backed out of the hatch, the flying wings spread out in the air, and he opened his hands in a gesture of invitation.And behind him, a group of troops riding flying motorcycles is already at war, and the muzzles of hundreds of large particle guns have been aimed at the group of distinguished guests he "invited" to come.

Helo knew that unless a wormhole appeared in front of them immediately, no matter what they did to resist, they would be reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Helo gritted his teeth, threw the gun aside, and reached out to grab the rope that was dragged out.

"Very good. Welcome to...'The Forgotten Realms'."

The door of the space station slammed shut behind him.

After being escorted out of the long and narrow passage, Helo found that contrary to the name "Forgotten Realm", this place was not a ruin forgotten by God, but a confinement kingdom, a kingdom built on the mammoth war machine. The raised castle is like the small island conceived on the bones and carrion of bloodthirsty monsters in the fantasy story. It is a breeding ground for wild beasts and a happy nest for devils.

The interior of the battleship is classically decorated, and the walls are covered with looted trophies, ranging from ancient art collections to various high-tech weapons, and even human specimens—beautiful boys and girls wearing vintage robes , nailed to the wall like a doll, but can still smile at people with blinking eyelids.Even knowing it was the work of the implanted artificial nerve, Hollow still felt a chill down his spine.

This Isaiah is an out-and-out pervert.Compared with him, Ando is really nothing.

After being put on a lifting platform, they slowly went up.

Hero looked around and found that the battleship had six or seven floors, and probably had thousands of large and small cabins. The terrain was as intricate as a maze, and heavily armed soldiers could be seen everywhere.This is not only this guy's private fortress, but also a military base. He has enough combat readiness to easily destroy an American colonial satellite.

Before finding out the situation here, it is even more difficult to escape.

The lift platform reached the top floor with a bang, and when the hatch on the top floor slowly opened, a large and resplendent cabin appeared in front of Helo.

Its internal structure is like the parliament palace where the ancient king summoned his courtiers. There is a wide aisle in the center, a pure gold seat is suspended at the end of the aisle, and an electronic oil painting of a martyr is behind it.The white-clothed martyrs are hung upside down on the cross, blood gurgles out from the thick shadows, and death seems to be extended indefinitely in this space, which makes people feel suffocated.

The maids in long white dresses kneeled neatly on both sides of the aisle, all wearing electronic collars around their necks.This symbolizes that they are cloned slaves being mass-produced.

Touching the electronic collar that was put on his neck before entering here, Helo had the illusion of becoming one of these cloned slaves. What made him even more humiliated was that there was an invisible electromagnetic induction chain on the collar, and the other end of the chain It was held in the hand of that one-eyed pervert.

Glancing at Sayero's medical cabin behind him, he forced himself to calm down.

Now he was not only alone in the swamp, but he had the weight of another person on him.

When Isaiah waved his mechanical wings and landed on the golden "throne", the portrait of the martyr turned into a display screen, and Hero noticed that the screen became his own face.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" He raised his head and asked, his knee was immediately kicked mercilessly, and he half-knelt down unexpectedly, his knees slammed heavily on the hard deck.

"As a guest, you have to learn to be polite first." A man came up from behind him, aimed a gun at his forehead, and his eyes froze slightly when they intersected with him.

Helo felt that this person looked familiar.

The man in front of him had an Asian face, with black hair flying domineeringly like a hedgehog, looking down at him with his arms folded, his expression full of hatred.

"Cang Ye, this is our distinguished guest, you have to be polite to him." Isaiah said with a smile.

"Cang Ye." The name made Hero's eyelids twitch, and he remembered who this guy was.

He Luo expressionlessly avoided Cang Ye's scrutinizing gaze, but the memory of many years ago reappeared in his mind, making him break out in a cold sweat.

—that was his companion from the orphanage.One of those bad guys who used to bully him.

He will never, never, never forget those nightmarish ten years in the orphanage.

The pain of being bullied, enslaved, and humiliated was engraved in his bones like a brand, fermenting into a piercing hatred.Not long after leaving the orphanage with Sayero, he hacked the orphanage's system network to investigate those guys who bullied him, planning to take revenge.But at that time, he discovered that within a few days after he left, those guys disappeared one after another, and their fragmented bodies were found in various garbage collection stations in the urban area. Lo did it.

But only Cang Ye was not found.

This is a knot in his heart, and he never imagined that he would meet the person who brought him childhood shadows here.

What a coincidence, could it be that at that time, this group had premeditated and sent Cang Ye to lurk in the orphanage to spy on him?Wait... But how can they be sure that Sayero will adopt him?

Isaiah leaned on the recliner, folded his wings, his eyes fell on the young man who was forced to kneel in front of him, and he looked him up and down. He bent down slightly, tightened the chain and dragged him to him unexpectedly. A hand grabbed his chin.

"Ai Ling, do you still want to pretend that you don't know me?"

His tone was a bit sad, but there was a distorted and ferocious look of pain between his brows, as if he felt extremely sad, and his eyelids were slightly red.

"What Ai Ling? What are you talking about?"

Remembering that the "officer" that appeared in Sayero's brain also mentioned the name Ai Ling, Herlo frowned in confusion, and his thoughts were a little messy.Why did this person assume that he was Ai Ling as soon as he opened his mouth?

"It really makes me sad... Did Sayero not keep your memory?"

Realizing that he didn't seem to be faking, Isaiah's face turned cloudy and darkened.