The attack on Hellsing's headquarters did not bring about any bad results. The two vampires that led the attack were just rookies to Fangzheng. If he could easily kill one of them, then the others would not be an exception. It did not take long for the army of vampires and ghouls that invaded the Hellsing headquarters to be wiped out. He did not even have a chance to make a move during the whole process.
Of course, there were many things to do after the battle. After all, the ghouls had destroyed most of the buildings, which needed to be repaired. The corpses of the guards killed by the ghouls also needed to be collected. Although the garrison troops guarding the Hellsing headquarters were not completely wiped out because of Fangzheng's timely return, they still found that nearly two-thirds of the garrison troops had died in the battle. The pensions and funerals of these people were all troublesome matters.
But this was something that Intacula needed to think about. For Fangzheng, he had another problem to solve.
And that was the influence of the Abyss on him.
Fangzheng knew that every world had its own unique atmosphere and feeling. It was like walking in a spacious and bright futuristic hotel, walking in a dark and cold tomb, or walking in a warm and cozy wooden hut. The atmosphere and atmosphere were different, so one's reaction would also be different.
Just like the malice and corruption he felt from the fallen humans in the Dark World, in this world, Fangzheng felt a kind of … instinctive violence and madness.
Even for the seemingly calm and unyielding Intacula, as well as the cultured and refined old butler Walter, who was a true gentleman to his very bones, Fangzheng could sense that there was a crazy bloodline flowing in the depths of their hearts. This seemed to be the norm for most people in this world. Just like the malice of humans in the Dark World was infinitely magnified, most people in this world seemed to have a hard time maintaining their rationality … or rather, they maintained a kind of rational madness.
Even the seemingly silly and adorable policewoman was no exception.
If he had transmigrated in a normal state, Fangzheng would not have been affected by the atmosphere of this world itself. But the problem was that he was now contaminated by the Abyss.
This made Fangzheng's emotions very sensitive, and he was easily influenced by the outside world.
Just like when he was fighting against the golden-haired man, if it was the Fangzheng of the Origin World, he wouldn't have wasted time talking with him. He would have just chopped him up and burned him. However, in the previous battle, Fangzheng wanted to squeeze and enjoy his pain. He longed to see this arrogant guy wailing in front of him, begging for mercy, and then dying miserably.
Fangzheng had to admit that when he saw the Golden Retriever screaming miserably in front of him with a twisted face, he felt a sense of joy that came from the bottom of his heart.
It was like a person pouring water into an ant's nest, watching the ants scurry out in a hurry, and then struggle to die in the water.
It was like the joy of a swarm of insects that had cornered their prey in a dead end, and tearing them into pieces in one go.
It was like a giant dragon watching a lowly creature trembling and crawling before it, begging for forgiveness.
"I didn't expect it to have this kind of effect …."
Fangzheng's biggest problem at the moment was that the Abyss not only affected the human part of him, but also like a chain reaction, the Zerg and Time Dragon parts in his body were also activated. This meant that Fangzheng had to bear the instinctive invasion of the three races.
Coupled with the influence of the "external atmosphere" of this world, Fangzheng found that his personality was changing subtly.
If Aster hadn't reminded him in time, Fangzheng really didn't know what he would have become if he continued like this.
"Master?"
Hearing the voice in his ear, Fangzheng turned his head and saw the silver-haired sword elf lying beside him, staring at him. At this moment, Esther was still naked except for her knee socks. However, Fangzheng wasn't in the mood to admire his elf's figure.
"Are you okay?"
"Hmm …. Strictly speaking, not very good …."
Fangzheng stretched out his hand and touched Aster's head. The biggest problem now was that what Fangzheng encountered was not a curse or something similar to a magical attack. The Abyss was the precipitation of human nature. To put it bluntly, it was the dark side of human nature. Everyone had a good side, and naturally, there was also a bad side. If Fangzheng wanted to cut off the dark side of human nature, it meant that he had become a pure "saint".
Those religious lunatics might yearn for this state, but Fangzheng did not want this. He knew very well that if humans did not have the drive of the dark side, they would probably achieve nothing. And Fangzheng still had such a big Tendo Temple to take care of, so he could not find a famous mountain or an ancient temple to live in seclusion for the rest of his life.
If it was a curse, Aster might be able to solve it, but this was a problem related to "instincts", so it was not so easy to solve.
"If I can travel to a Xianxia world, maybe I can find some solutions …."
Fangzheng muttered to himself while looking up at the ceiling in front of him. Although he behaved normally in his daily life, once he entered a battle state, Fangzheng found that his emotions began to go out of control.
More importantly, as it was very common for one to be agitated in battle, it was very difficult for Fangzheng to distinguish what was normal "passion" and what was distorted "darkness" in an intense battle.
Not only that, the reason why Fangzheng was so conflicted was that … he found that as the influence of the power of the "Abyss" grew, his power belonging to the Dragon and Zerg also began to gradually return. After killing the golden-haired man, Fangzheng had regained half of his original physical fitness.
If Fangzheng's judgment was correct, then when this world ended, the power belonging to the Zerg and Dragon in his body would reawaken.
It was like walking on a tightrope. The end represented endless treasures, but one wrong step and he might fall into the abyss.
"Knock, knock, knock."
While Fangzheng was thinking hard, there was suddenly a knock on the door. Hearing the knock, Fangzheng made a gesture to Aster. Soon, a layer of light particles quickly appeared on the silver-haired sword elf, which then formed a white uniform with a short skirt. Aster could use the power of elves to create clothes, so Fangzheng asked her to change into the combat uniform of the Dawnstar Temple, which was controlled by Hecate in the Tendo Temple.
At least this would give Fangzheng something to think about.
More importantly, he did not want to be seen as a pervert who brought a beautiful naked girl out for a stroll.
Besides, Aster was his elf. Wouldn't it be a loss if other people saw her naked?
"Please come in."
Along with Fangzheng's voice, the door opened, and Walter walked in respectfully.
"Mr. Fangzheng, Missy is looking for you."
"Oh? What's the matter? "
While listening to Walter, Fangzheng got off the bed and picked up his coat.
"Did another vampire attack happen?"
"No."
But this time, Walter gave Fangzheng a negative answer.
"It's the reinforcements from the Hellsing Agency. Missy hopes that Sir Fangzheng can meet them."
"Oh? They're finally here. "
Hearing Walter's answer, Fangzheng was not too surprised. In the previous vampire attack, most of the guards of the Hellsing Agency were killed, and the rest also withdrew from the battle. Not only that, but after this incident, Missy finally began to pay attention to the internal defense of the Hellsing Agency. In the past, the security was only used to prevent the lowest level of invasion.
But now, it seemed that Hellsing's defense level needed to be increased.
"Is it the army?"
"No."
Faced with Fangzheng's question, Walter shook his head.
"It's a mercenary.
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