Skill extraction starting from Dragon Clan

"Ahhhhhhh!!"

The screams came from the corridor, and the eldest lady who was leaning against the door was so frightened that she couldn't help but take a step back.

Then she realized something and pressed it against the door again.

She could tell that the scream just now was Gordon's voice.

In the corridor, Gordon, who was originally elegantly dressed, lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment. One of his legs was broken in a weird posture, his body was scarred, and his clothes and face were covered with footprints.

But even after suffering such torture, apart from the initial scream, he also suppressed not making any more sounds.

After venting his anger and fear on Gordon, the man in the suit led the biochemically modified man Tarkas and two others to stand outside the door of the room.

"Open the door quickly, Veneranda. We can destroy this kind of door in an instant, but this place belongs to us now, so I don't want to destroy any facilities anymore."

The man in the suit advised Veneranda in the room with a low voice, as if he really had good intentions now.

Gordon raised his head with difficulty, looked at the door of the bedroom and warned again: "Don't open the door, Miss. They are afraid. They don't know what mechanism is behind the door, so they don't dare to force the door open!"

"Bastard! Tarkas!"

Seeing that his mind was exposed, the man in the suit angrily ordered the biochemical man to take action.

Click!

"Ahhhhhh!!"

Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of bones twisting, Gordon couldn't help but scream again.

This sound also made Venelanda in the bedroom couldn't help but feel her heart twitch, and the words of the man in the suit behind her made her unable to hold back any longer.

"Sincere Gordon will soon turn into a limp doll. Whether he can have complete limbs in the future depends entirely on you, Veneranda."

Click.

With the slight sound of the latch spring, the man in the suit couldn't help but have a sinister expression on his face.

The door to the bedroom was slowly pushed open, and Veneranda, wearing only pajamas, walked out barefoot.

"Oh, the princess who was imprisoned in the tower prison finally appeared. No, this prison was built for the princess!" Looking at the thin little girl in front of him, the man in the suit calmed down, "Weineno This tower was built to isolate you from this filthy world, but it all ends here!"

Reaching out to grab Veneranda's arm, the man in the suit swung it to the side and threw her into the big hands of biochemical man Tarkas.

Veneranda had no ability to resist at all and was caught by Tarkas.

Looking at the girl who was as delicate and fragile as a doll in her hand, Tarkas grabbed one of her hands and squeezed it gently.

Click!

"!!!"

For unknown reasons, there was no sound coming out of Venelanda's throat, but the severe pain she felt could still be seen from her expression.

The man in the suit nodded with satisfaction, put his hands in his pockets and found Gordon, who was lying on the ground and being lifted up next to him: "Okay Gordon, it's your turn, operate the account for us, otherwise, Her Royal Highness the Princess I’m afraid I’ll have to cut off my hand again.”

"you……!!"

Gordon glared at him, but did not immediately let go as the man in the suit thought. Instead, he had a hint of resistance.

"Um?"

Realizing the problem, the man in the suit turned around and saw that even though one of her hands had just been broken off and her whole body was still being held by Tarkas, Veneranda still had no intention of surrendering.

"What's that look in your eyes? You're trying to say you're going to kill us all." The man in the suit showed a sarcastic smile, "How? Do you still believe that a knight on a white horse will come to save you?" ?”

After hearing this, Veneranda's pupils trembled slightly and her eyes narrowed unconsciously. The man in the suit accurately grasped this change in her mood, and was a little unbelievable, even amused.

"Hey, hey, no, you don't know, right? Really or not, how ignorant are you of the world?!"

"Shut up! Don't tell her!"

Gordon struggled hard, but with his legs broken, there was obviously nothing he could do.

The man in the suit felt that he had found something interesting. He took out his mobile phone and found the news of the past few days. After opening it, he slapped Veneranda in the face.

"Well, look, the dimensional monster thief Veneno is dead, and the sword that protected you has disappeared! Next, you will enjoy all kinds of torture until you die!"

Veneranda looked at the titles and pictures written on the news, her eyeballs couldn't stop trembling, and her heart beat violently.

But the man in the suit felt that it was not enough, and he came to her with a sinister smile on his face: "Don't worry, I will make you suffer unimaginable torture. Don't think that someone can come to save you, even if you scream, your throat will be broken." It's impossible...Oh, look at my memory, you don't seem to be able to speak. Then it will really be a lot less fun when you are tortured later..."

Bang!

A huge noise interrupted his words, and everyone present looked at the source of the noise warily.

At the end of the corridor, the tempered glass and the surrounding specially strengthened walls were completely shattered, and a big hole appeared.

And in the hole in the wall, a tall female figure stood there.

"Good evening, everyone."

Realizing that everyone was looking at her, the woman smiled, adjusted her clothes, and greeted everyone present elegantly.

…

…

A few minutes ago, high in the sky outside the building.

Zheng Shu and Quantum were suspended outside the building, concentrating on a certain direction in the building. Their eyes seemed to penetrate the wall and see the scene inside.

"Oh, not bad. Although this person is not strong, he does have brains. These moves are quite good. Alas, it's a pity that he hit the wrong position and was killed by others."

Zheng Shu watched Gordon use traps and terrain to get rid of several people with relish, as if he was watching a movie.

Although with his current strength, all the people here are not in his eyes, but many times, Zheng Shu really can't fight as "wonderful" as they do.

After all, at his stage, any strategy has almost failed. The so-called battle is more like a mass war. Only by constantly reducing the opponent's mass and energy can you finally win. It is essentially a very boring thing.

Such a wonderful game and battle is a scene that only "weak people" can present.

"What a strange psychological change. Before this, he was just blinded by the desire for money, but after knowing that the child had hope for Veneno, he became full of desire for (harmony) and anger."

Quantum hung on Zheng Shu's body, watching what happened in the building with relish.

However, compared with the battles and games of wisdom that Zheng Shu liked, she preferred to watch the changes in the hearts of these people inside.

Zheng Shu took a look at the mental fluctuations emitted by the brain of the man in the suit and shook her head: "This is probably the so-called love that cannot be obtained, but this guy has a unique taste. He actually likes such a thin little girl."

Quantum nodded thoughtfully: "Then when do we go in? If this continues, they may all be finished."

"When? Of course, any time is fine, and it's okay to go in now." Zheng Shu smiled and stretched out his hand to hold Quantum's hand.

Quantum seemed very excited: "Oh, are you feeling it now, and finally planning to mate with me? I don't mind being outside!"

"No, that's not the case." Zheng Shu shook his head, took her waist, and then made a throwing gesture towards the building.

When the suit man in the building said the words "you screamed your throat", Zheng Shu exerted a little force and threw Quantum straight over.

"Now, go!"

After Quantum came to this universe, he collected enough information to roughly understand what Zheng Shu was thinking.

Although he could understand what he was playing, he was still a little confused about why Zheng Shu did such a thing.

However, although he was a little confused, Quantum did not mean to resist, but let Zheng Shu throw him out.

Seeing the figure that suddenly invaded here after breaking through the wall, everyone became alert.

However, when Quantum walked in slowly with an elegant step and exposed herself to the light, the people present saw her beautiful face, but they unconsciously stagnated their breath.

"Who...are you?!"

The man in the suit was the first to react to Quantum's beauty. He swallowed hard and carefully hid behind Tarkus. While asking, he looked up and down at Quantum unconsciously.

"Ah, according to the current plot, I should say that my name is 'Broken Throat'." Quantum stretched out a finger and kept tapping his chin, then showed a charming smile to the people present.

"...Catch her! Such goods should be able to sell for a good price on the black market!" The man in the suit was silent for a moment, and then faced the biochemical man in front of him and gave an order.

Tarkus rushed forward silently. Although he still held Vinelanda in one hand, in his opinion, it was enough for him to use only one hand to deal with this thin woman in front of him.

The rough and huge palm grabbed Quantum fiercely. If it grabbed an ordinary person, it would probably break a few bones.

Quantum stood there without any reaction, just quietly watching the other party rush over, watching the other party leaning against him and stretching out his hand, and then watching this hand pass through his body.

"What?!"

Because there was no target to exert force, Tarkus stumbled involuntarily, turned around and looked at Quantum who was still standing behind him, and was somewhat confused.

"What is it? Is it just a projection? Or just an illusion?"

The man in the suit frowned, he stood behind and saw it more clearly.

Tarkus's hand passed through the woman's body without any hindrance, and even his whole body passed through easily, as if it was just a light and shadow standing there.

Facing the vigilant man in the suit, Quantum shook his head, picked up a stone from the side and crushed it casually, showing that he was indeed a real entity.

"No, it's just quantum tunneling."

"What the hell?" The man in the suit was stunned.

"The technology on Earth should have developed to the stage of quantum mechanics. From the perspective of quantum mechanics, as long as you keep clapping your hands, there is a probability of 10 to the 103th power that a quantum tunnel will occur, and your two hands will not have any intersection and will pass through each other." Quantum explained honestly.

"Ah?"

It would have been better if she didn't explain. This explanation even made Gordon, who had broken his legs, look confused.

"It's that simple. I just made him go through a quantum tunneling..." Quantum wanted to explain, but looking at the blank eyes of the people in front of him, he sighed helplessly, "Forget it, I guess you also listen. I don’t understand… Huh?”

Quantum turned his head in surprise, only to see Tarkas suddenly burst out and rushed towards the big hole that Quantum had previously opened, as if he wanted to escape.

Boom!

Zheng Shu's figure appeared in the breach and collided head-on with Tarkas. The collision between the two sides set off a wave of air visible to the naked eye.

Tarkas felt as if he had hit a mountain made of metal. Even if this specially modified body hit it with all its strength, it would not be shaken at all.

Tarkas staggered back and fell to the ground. Only then did the man in the suit realize that his face had been completely smashed, and even the muscles in his chest had extensive damage.

"It's interesting. I didn't expect that you, who seems to be the most brainless guy, are actually the smartest among these people."

Zheng Shu slowly floated into the building and landed in the corridor, watching with interest Talkas who was trying to get up from the ground.

The reason why Tarkas suddenly ran away just now is very simple. Because he understood the explanation of quantum, he instantly judged that a group of them could never defeat an enemy who could manipulate quantum probability, so he ran away decisively.

"Who are you?!" The man in the suit felt that the situation seemed to be out of his control.

"Ah, you don't need to worry about us. I'm just here to collect some research information. It doesn't have much to do with you." Zheng Shu smiled and waved his hand, "So don't worry about us taking action. Instead of worrying about us, it's better to worry about it." That little girl is better."

"Little girl? What?!"

Just as the man in the suit was about to say something, he suddenly heard a buzz, and then a voice echoed throughout the building.

"Venelanda, I'm sorry..."

"Veneno?!" The man in the suit looked back and forth in surprise, trying to find the place where the sound came from. He recognized that it was the voice of the dimensional thief Veneno.

Veneranda, who had been struggling in Tarkas's hands, suddenly relaxed at this moment, as if she had realized something uneasy.

"If you hear this voice, it means that I am no longer by your side and unable to protect you until the end.

The contract with the Dimensional Knife is valid for the lifetime of the user. I have tried to find a solution but failed. I feel extremely ashamed when I think of this.

It's your turn to take on this responsibility next, but once you get the dimensional knife, try to change your way of survival! "

Hearing this, the man in the suit realized something and immediately shouted at the biochemical man: "Tarkas! Break her other arm too! Hurry! Make her lose the ability to fight!!"

The broadcast in the building continued, and the runes in Veneranda's right eye became more and more:

"Go forward, keep these words in mind. There is no road that cannot be opened before our clan!"

A large number of runes gathered together, and Veneranda's right eye became darker and darker, and the originally light-colored pupil also turned black. Finally, everything in the eye socket disappeared, leaving only a black hole. .

Excessive energy gathered inside the eye sockets and even dissipated outside the eyelids, forming a flame like a flame.

The violent spatial fluctuations that ordinary people could not detect rapidly expanded with Veneranda as the center, and soon affected most of the city.

"Oh! So that's it. It's indeed a sample worth collecting."

Zheng Shu felt the spatial fluctuations spreading from his side, and collected some sample information and sealed it as data.

The contract had been reached, and the slender black knife handle protruded from Veneranda's right eye, and soon the whole knife flew out.

At this moment, Veneranda's hands were pinched in Tarkas's hands, and the black dimensional knife seemed to have no choice but to fall after flying out.

Just when it was about to land, one foot stretched out and clamped the handle of the knife between its thumb and index finger.

Uh-huh!

The brilliant sword light flashed away, and Venelanda landed lightly on one foot. Her good hand caught the fallen scabbard, and the other foot still held the handle of the sword.

Pfft.

An accomplice beside the man in the suit was suddenly split in two in the middle, and part of Tarkas's body behind Veneranda also "slid" along a certain dividing line.

A small half of his head, half an arm, and the entire arm slipped from his body along a straight line of incision - at that moment, Veneranda used her feet to hold a knife and slashed at the enemies around her.

Veneranda held the handle of the knife between her toes and flicked it lightly. With the help of the power of inertia, the blade was inserted into the handle of the knife she was holding.

Looking at Venelanda who was holding the long knife and slowly putting it next to her neck, the man in the suit reacted and suddenly raised the rifle in his hand: "You bastard!"

puff!

He didn't even have time to pull the trigger, and the brilliant sword light had already pierced him and the rifle together.

This time, Veneranda clamped the hilt of the knife to her neck and made a sword-drawing slash in a rather weird way.

Sheathing the sword again, Veneranda noticed that her back was suddenly covered by shadows, and Gordon's reminder also came at the same time:

"Back there! Miss!"

Tarkas, who had half his head cut off, was still not dead. Instead, he raised his remaining arm and slapped the petite Veneranda.

Vinelanda did not turn back immediately, but simply drew his sword again and slashed horizontally around.

Dimensional sword slashing method - death wheel dance!

Tarkus's abdomen was cut open, revealing his brain transplanted into the abdominal cavity.

The real vital point was hit, and this very smart biochemical man finally died.