"So powerful?"
Huai Shi was stunned at first, then he was overjoyed. His confidence began to swell, and this time, he took the initiative to attack without waiting for the opponent to attack again.
The length of the sacrificial knife was not exaggerated. It was just a little longer than an ordinary dagger, and there was no problem with Huai Shi's dagger fighting.
The LV8 Roman dagger fighting technique was not inferior to the Red Gloves of the past. It had reached the top of the professional level. It could be said that there was no longer a trace of fancy, and it had become an out-and-out killing technique.
Suddenly, the Crying Snake felt a burst of grief and anger.
It had survived the bombing with great difficulty, but before it could react, it was already surrounded.
Originally, it wanted to take back the holy artifact bestowed by the Lord and find a noob to trample on to vent its anger. However, it did not expect that its attack would be like stabbing into Page's nest.
Where did such a monster jump out from?
Not only did he have a strange reaction and was not afraid of snake venom, but his swordsmanship was also frighteningly fierce. Under the situation where he did not have a Stigmata, he directly jumped two levels and beat it like a child …
"Get lost!"
It roared with all its might, and the bone blade directly blocked Huai Shi's knife. It turned around and wanted to escape, but it saw that there was a row of people behind it. Seeing that it wanted to escape, it was met with a hail of bullets, forcing it to confront Huai Shi head-on and capture it alive.
The Crying Snake was so angry that it wanted to laugh.
Even if it was suppressed in weapon fighting, it was a Second Stage Gold Ascendant. How could it be afraid of a noob who did not even have a Stigmata?
It would take a hostage first!
Ignoring Huai Shi's fierce attacks, the teeth in its mouth suddenly grew, and it spat out a wisp of clear venom. Then, the venom quickly evaporated in the air, turning into wisps of white mist. Wherever it passed, even the stones were corroded into holes.
Huai Shi was shocked and quickly retreated, but the Crying Snake seized the opportunity and took the initiative. One hand reached out and grabbed the blood-sucking blade, ignoring the danger, and the other hand reached out to grab Huai Shi's neck.
Then, he blacked out and heard the endless roar of gunfire.
With one hand holding the knife, Huai Shi's other hand had already pulled out the pistol on his vest, pressed it against his forehead, and pulled the trigger repeatedly.
The small caliber bullet couldn't even penetrate his skull, but the impact of the bullet wasn't inferior to the penetrating damage. He was completely stunned in an instant, and he didn't know if his brain had been shaken out.
"Let go!"
Huai Shi pulled out the sacrificial blade in his hand and swung it down with all his might. As the blade sliced through the air, pale white Origin Flame ignited in his hand. He added the weight of the axe to the blade and chopped off one of Huai Shi's arms. He then pulled out the blade and swung it down again.
Both of his arms were cleanly chopped off.
After absorbing enough blood, the damaged Sacrificial Blade actually began to rapidly repair itself, returning to its original bright and beautiful appearance. It was as if it had just come out of the furnace, and it even began to misbehave, attempting to absorb Huai Shi's Origin Substance.
"Devour my Origin Substance? Are you kidding me? "
Huai Shi was amused. You even dare to devour my negative-energy-producing machine? Little bro, are you kidding me?
He directly turned the ashes back into Origin Substance, then poured a large amount of Heart Poison into the Sacrificial Blade, allowing it to absorb as much as it wanted.
At first, it was still sucking in large mouthfuls of Origin Substance, but when it felt that something was wrong, it tried to stop. However, the Hand of Confinement grabbed the blade and poured it in. It drank to its heart's content, as if it was drinking chili water.
In the end, the blade began to tremble violently and let out a whine, as if it was begging for mercy.
The pure negative energy and the poison of death that was even purer than that caused it to suffer greatly. It was once again reduced to a dusty appearance and was held in Huai Shi's hands like a grandson. It was extremely obedient.
Now that he was done with internal security, it was time to deal with external security.
Huai Shi raised the sacrificial blade and turned it around, slashing it fiercely at the Crying Snake. The Hand of Confinement's terrifying weight wasn't inferior to that of an axe. Very quickly, the Crying Snake spasmed on the ground and stopped moving.
It could only be said that a tiger had fallen from grace. This Gold Rank expert, who should have been able to beat Huai Shi up in a direct confrontation, had actually been beaten up by Huai Shi after being bombarded with missiles and incendiary bombs. In fact, Crow had even secretly peeled off three of the Gold Rank expert's horns.
This thing was worth a lot of money.
The Crying Snake's Stigmata's poison essence was inside. With a bit of refinement, it could be used to create an antidote for most neurotoxins.
"It can probably be sold for a few tens of thousands," Crow paused for a moment, then added, "One gram."
Upon hearing this, Huai Shi, who had originally been a bit hesitant, decided to take the risk.
Good stuff!
This kind of high-tier Ascended expert really was full of treasures!
After Huai Shi was done, the suppression team, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed up and put layers of shackles on the dying Crying Snake.
First, it was shackles that bound the body, followed by an explosive collar that blocked the stigmata, followed by several tubes of red and green medicine that were injected into the carotid artery through a syringe gun. In the end, a seven to eight centimeters long nail was nailed into the neck, causing the corners of Huai Shi's eyes to twitch wildly.
Did they have to be so ruthless?
The ferocious brothers of the suppression team all had calm expressions, waving their hands to indicate that this was just a basic operation. He didn't know if Director Fu wanted to make an example out of Wang Zhong, warning him to not mess around in the present world.
It seemed that this was the only fish that had escaped the net. Huai Shi once again searched the ruins, but this time, nothing jumped out to stab him in the back.
Unfortunately, he didn't find any trace of Wang Hai, not even his corpse.
Logically speaking, a weakling like him who wasn't even an Ascended expert should have died when the missile exploded, but Huai Shi still had some doubts in his heart. That guy's life was so tough that even the Red Gloves couldn't kill him. Now that he couldn't find his corpse, it was hard to say where he was hiding to cause trouble.
In the distant forest, the Crow whistled and looked in the direction of another hill.
As early as when the missile fell from the sky, the figure lying in wait in the dark had already turned around and fled, like an old farmer who had stolen a watermelon but was shot by a cannon. He abandoned his companions and fled madly, not even looking back.
It could only be said that Wang Hai's ability to flee in the face of danger was much better than his ability to plot and scheme.
From the beginning to the end, the Crow, who was watching from the side, saw everything, but he didn't say anything. He only shook his wings, and a feather fell.
The feather fluttered and landed on his exposed nape. Like diluted ink, it melted and turned into a sunburn mark.
What kind of fish could be caught in this quagmire if the bait was thrown out?
It was very curious.
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"Well done."
Ai Qing calmly glanced at the Crying Snake in the cage. "No, it should be said that we caught a big fish."
Director Fu looked at the burned ruins and sighed helplessly. The Astronomy Association calling for an air raid was cool, but the people responsible for cleaning up the scene were from the Special Affairs Division.
He could only sigh at the fact that there were indeed some people in this group who were tough. Otherwise, they wouldn't even be able to find someone to record a statement.
He really couldn't figure out where Ai Qing's Russian Federation style of hardcore logic came from.
However, he also had to thank her for her rash and extreme decision, which successfully avoided a tragic ambush. Just looking at the remains of those damned things at the scene was enough to give him a headache.
Compared to this, what gave him a bigger headache was, how did so many mutants from the border appear in the present realm?
These damned things were enough to fight a head-on encounter with a modern army …
He irritably lit a cigarette. "What the hell are the people at the customs doing?"
"Although I really want to teach those good-for-nothings a lesson, unfortunately, these things have nothing to do with customs."
Ai Qing sighed regretfully and raised a new conjecture. "What if they weren't smuggled in from the border, but raised in the present realm?"
"Hmm?" Director Fu was stunned at first, then immediately frowned.
If that was the case, it would explain where the money and supplies that the Savior Society had plundered all this time had gone, and where the privileges they had obtained from climbing to the top had been used.
But this also meant that the seriousness of the matter had increased again.
Ironically, for so many years, the shadow of the Savior Society had been quietly developing in the coastal areas, and the Special Affairs Division had no idea. In the end, it was a terrorist organization like Green Sun that exposed them …
It could be expected that someone in the dark must have been covering up for them, so that they could thrive …
What was even more troublesome was that the mutants from the border were not creatures like chickens, ducks, pigs, and sheep that could thrive by simply feeding them grass roots. Their requirements for the environment were even more stringent than some protected animals. Whether it was the air, food, or even the depth of the environment, it would all affect their development and growth.
Other than the giant biological experiment mechanism 'Survival Institute' that had been closed by the Astronomy Society, there were very few institutions that could have this ability.
And coincidentally, among them, there was an organization that was famous for its ability to raise mutants from the border …
"— The Purified People."
Almost groaning, Director Fu rubbed his head and spat out the name. "Damn, this is a big problem. Are you sure? "
"Isn't there a ready-made test subject?"
Ai Qing raised her chin and looked at the sublimator in the cage. Her eyes became meaningful. "If it's really that group of lunatics, you definitely won't be able to get anything out of them. It's better to make use of the waste.
The moment all the Purified People use external forces to complete the sublimator, their souls will be branded with the mark of their Lord. From then on, everything they have, including their lives and bodies, every drop of blood, and every piece of flesh will belong to the final Lord.
In the paradise of hell, whether it's believers or messengers, all living things are just food reserves. Once they are judged to have lost their value, it's time for the Lord to feast on them … "
As she spoke, she looked at Director Fu. Director Fu's expression changed. After a long time, he sighed helplessly and waved his hand. "Do as you wish. I'll sign it later."
Thus, Ai Qing withdrew her gaze in satisfaction and waved at Huai Shi.
Huai Shi, who was having fun at the side, was startled. He looked around him and after confirming that Ai Qing was calling him, he instinctively felt uneasy.
"Old Tie …" He dawdled on the spot, not wanting to go over. "Even if I'm a brick in the Astronomy Society, it's not appropriate to move me around every day, right?"
"Don't worry. I'm not asking you to go through fire and water."
Ai Qing pointed at the sacrificial knife in his pocket. "Give me that thing."
Huai Shi hesitated for a moment before finally taking out the knife. He turned the handle around and handed it to her. "Be careful. This thing is very evil."
"It's just a D-class border relic. The risks are still within the acceptable range."
Ai Qing took out a handkerchief without a care. She wrapped the handle around it and held it in her hand. After leaving Huai Shi's hand, the thing began to be disobedient again. It kept trembling and letting out a low cry that made one's scalp numb.
Ai Qing supported herself with her walking stick and got up from the wheelchair. She held the knife in her other hand and walked forward expressionlessly. Through the cage, the blade pierced the throat of the sublimator.
Pa!
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