"Is there any way to identify the person who has fused with the Book of Inception?" Lu Sheng asked the crucial question without hesitation.
"Of course not," the dark-skinned woman replied calmly.
"Even if there is, no one would answer such a question, right?" A slender woman beside her could not help but laugh.
"If there is, then it's not difficult for me to get someone to tell me what I want." Lu Sheng's expression was calm.
"Also, forgive me for being blunt, but Isla has already become my disciple and joined the Illusionary Fiend Sect of Ten Hearts. If he wants to leave, he has to betray the sect or break the sect rules. Of course, if that's the case, you don't have to come and beg me, because I'll kill him after that. "
Lu Sheng's tone was calm.
The dark-skinned woman and her assistant did not look too good, but they still maintained the most basic etiquette. They stood up and bowed slightly to Lu Sheng.
"If that's the case, then forgive us for disturbing you."
"I don't mind if you disturb me a few more times. This place is in need of large amounts of food. If you can act as a long-term food warehouse, I think my impression of you whisperers will change greatly." Lu Sheng smiled.
"Sorry, we're only here for Isla." The dark-skinned woman tactfully declined Lu Sheng's olive branch. She left the hall with her assistant in tow.
Lu Sheng did not stop her. He only watched her leave quietly.
"Contact Isla. Where is he now? "
The Illusionary Fiend Fist Sect member pressed his earpiece and said quickly, "Senior Brother Isla is temporarily uncontactable. The satellite signal at his location has been cut off."
The signal cut off had caught everyone's attention in the beginning, but as the number of cuts increased, everyone got used to it. Gradually, everyone got used to it.
"Also, has my hand-drawn portrait been printed and posted?" Lu Sheng remembered and asked.
"It's been posted. But Master, about Isla … "Jackson wanted to say something but stopped.
"If you have any questions, just say it." Lu Sheng frowned.
"During this time, the people who joined Isla's team suffered much more casualties than the other teams," Jackson said in a low voice.
"What's the reason?" Lu Sheng asked in a low voice.
"According to the analysis. It must be a special group, a special monster, that attacked them at night. "Jackson took out his solar tablet and quickly operated it.
"Take a look at this. We've reconstructed the appearance of the attackers based on the survivors of the attack."
He placed the laptop in front of Lu Sheng.
On the computer screen was a young man in a gray robe with silver armor underneath.
Lu Sheng took a closer look and found that this person's characteristics were exactly the same as the grey-robed men he had met before.
"Have you investigated them?" He returned the computer to Jackson.
"Yes, we didn't find any information about them. We have some suspicions that they don't belong to any of the known survivor bases. Instead, it's … an unknown external force. "Jackson's expression was solemn.
"External forces …"
Bang bang bang!!
Suddenly, gunshots rang out from outside.
The piercing sound of gunfire echoed in the night sky.
Under the black sky, a group of tall werewolves whose bodies could transform into black smoke and move at any moment were circling around Isra and the other two.
"Be careful!" Isra leaped and stood on the werewolf that was pouncing at him. However, one of his companions could not withstand the heavy force and was knocked away by another werewolf's claw.
"Garrow!!" The third person roared as he pulled out his dagger and slashed at the werewolf that was charging at him.
Bang!
He and the werewolf rolled on the spot and flew to the side, rolling a dozen times on the ground. When he wanted to get up, it was too late.
With a ripping sound, the werewolf on the ground stabbed its sharp claws into his neck. Blood gushed out like a water bag with a hole in it.
"No!!" The man who was saved had tears in his eyes. His body trembled as he pulled out his gun and fired at the werewolf like a madman.
Isra shot an arrow from the side and forced the other two werewolves to retreat.
"Go!!" he roared.
"No! I'm going to kill them all!! "Jia Luo roared as he continued to fire, until the sound of empty air could be heard from the barrel.
Isra pounced over, grabbed Jia Luo, and ran away.
"Run!"
He had trained for a long time and was close to the limits of human strength. Garrow could not fight back at all and was dragged along as he ran.
A few werewolves chased after them closely. They could not catch up to the other two in a short period of time.
The two groups of people ran quickly in the ruins in the dark as if they were playing hide and seek. They kept using obstacles to dodge.
After passing through the ruins, the two soon saw the elite Cyril guards who were patrolling in front of them.
These guards had learned the simplified version of compound calculation. Their marksmanship was even better than the average soldier's.
Seeing Isra and the other man running back, the captain of the patrolling team raised his hand and quickly pulled out his gun.
"Stand by!" he yelled.
When Isra and the other man got closer, he saw that they were the same as him and the others.
"Focus fire!!" Isra carried Garrow on his back and leaped to the side of the team.
"Fire!"
The captain made a prompt decision and pointed behind Isra.
The team member behind him pulled out his gun and aimed without hesitation. Bang bang bang bang bang!!
A dense rain of bullets shot into the unknown darkness.
They were not the only ones. The other two patrol teams nearby also pulled out their guns and aimed at the darkness. They fired wildly.
In the darkness, a few werewolves who had just pounced were pushed back by the dense rain of bullets before they could even land. They howled in pain.
Although the bullets could not penetrate their outer skin, they still felt the pain.
"Roar!!"
The strongest werewolf in the lead roared angrily at the sky.
"Bam!!!"
He flew backward and rolled more than ten meters away.
A muffled gunshot rang out slowly, drifting away in the night sky.
The rest of the werewolves quickly turned into black smoke and prepared to move.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
Suddenly, more than ten grenades flew over from afar and exploded in mid-air, turning into balls of blazing yellow fireballs.
The werewolves did not even have time to grunt before they were completely engulfed by the fireballs.
Isla gasped for air. He was indescribably shocked as he watched the werewolves being killed in all kinds of ways.
When the simplified version of compound calculation was first popularized among the teams, he did not feel that it was that powerful.
But now, there were at least five patrol teams surrounding Cyril in the darkness. They were firing at the werewolves from different directions at the same time.
In that small area with a radius of less than ten meters, several layers of concentrated attacks came one after another, paving the way for the grenades.
These werewolves, who were unafraid of bullets, were easily wiped out by the explosion with such tight coordination.
"Seriously …" He did not know what to say at that moment. He had seen with his own eyes that these dark werewolves had easily taken out a human settlement with only a few of them.
They were not afraid of bullets, were highly resistant to normal firearms, and had strong recovery abilities. Coupled with their incredible speed, they were the best individuals to lead the way.
But now, these dark werewolves were being bombarded by a large amount of concentrated fire.
Isra watched as the werewolf leader, covered in blood, tried to run out of the blockade, but was forced back to the center by a sniper.
These monsters with strong regenerative abilities could not even lift their heads from the bombardment. Then, their skin was torn open, and their bones cracked. Even their brains were blown out. Their bodies were broken into pieces, and they could no longer move.
"Let's call it a day!" The patrol leader exhaled.
"The leader's tactics are invincible!" he praised. "We can't see the situation clearly. Let's fire for ten minutes first."
Isra stood beside him and panted heavily. He was about to speak.
Suddenly, his expression changed, and he pushed the patrol leader aside.
"Pchht!"
In the darkness, a streak of black smoke crossed dozens of meters like lightning and brushed past the leader's previous position.
"Weak and lowly humans!" A thick arm covered in black hair reached out from the black smoke and grabbed at the others.
"Die!"
The patrol members were caught off guard, and two of them were torn to pieces on the spot. The rest of them rolled and fled into the distance. But they could not stop the black smoke from chasing after them.
The black smoke was like a phantom. It crossed dozens of meters and easily caught up to the remaining members before Isra, killing them one by one.
"It's you again! Bahan! "Isra recognized him immediately, and his eyes turned red.
Evra, his first archery teacher, and also the church's Templar Captain, died in the hands of this monster before him.
At that time, he could only watch helplessly as his teacher shot arrows in vain to cover his escape. Then, under the dim moonlight, he saw his teacher's neck snapped by Bahan.
The invincible Wolf Demon Bahan under the moonlight.
Isra did not know how many times he had met him.
It seemed to be playing with him. There were many times when Bahan had the chance to kill Isra, but he did not do so.
All he did was slowly slaughter everyone around Isra bit by bit.
It did not matter if he was a powerhouse from the church or an elite from another mysterious organization.
Everyone could only die under his invincible wolf claws, unable to resist.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Bahan's figure was like lightning under the moonlight, chasing after the scattered patrol members. He ignored their crazy shooting and killed them one by one.
"No!"
The patrol leader's eyes widened in anger, and he roared as he pressed the alarm button on his body.
"Beep …"
An ear-piercing alarm sounded on top of Fort Cyril's wall.
Wolf Demon Bahan killed more than ten people in a row, then turned around and charged toward the top of the wall.
After killing a few more people at lightning speed, he stood on top of the wall and looked down at the furious Isra.
"Do you feel it? The cries of the weak … "
He spread his arms, and the long black hair all over his body was like black smoke. They danced and danced around his body.
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