40,000 Years of Cultivation

Chu Zhixiao's heart shuddered.

There are too many ghouls.

Although the main battleship of the Chasing Light is an old-fashioned antique, it has just undergone a transformation more than 30 years ago to further enhance the degree of automation, and there are not many operators in the power cabin.

The vast majority of operators are reduced to food for ghouls, and they are guarded and evacuated by purifiers and sweepers outside. They are still active in the depths of the power cabin, up to a few hundred ghouls.

But within her field of vision, there were at least a thousand ghouls and shadowy shadows.

Moreover, the speed and physical strength of these ghouls far surpassed the level of ordinary holy allies and low-level fighters, and some ghouls could even escape her lightning-fast strike.

Even her crystal armor was pulled apart by those **** and incredibly long fingers, and the fingers penetrated into her skin like maggots and leeches. They were slippery and greasy and extremely cold.

This is impossible.

Chu Zhixiao reacted instantly—it was an illusion.

What a powerful psychic illusion, has the puppet king's strength increased again? It can invade her brain without knowing it, creating such a vivid illusion.

"Black dream, black dream?"

Chu Zhixiao yelled twice and found that there was no response behind him. He wanted to come to himself or the hearing system of "Black Dream" Yun Haixin was also invaded.

She stopped shouting, condensed her soul to the limit, and launched a strong brain wave at the spider chariot "Porco Rosso" beside her, and shot out of the power cabin through the increase of the spider chariot.

"Seven stars, can you hear it? The puppet king is very likely to invade the crystal armor system, optic nerve and auditory nerve of me and Heimeng at the same time, causing great interference to our battle."

Chu Zhixiao was very calm, not hurriedly outputting divine thought ripples, "Don't worry about me, pretend to be in a hurry, let him continue the invasion, you can take the opportunity to find out where the source of the invasion is.

"Remember, don’t stun the snake. The “little sacrifice” that turns into a ghoul is not our goal. Our goal is the puppet king. Even if he can’t catch him, at least he must figure out his methods. So, don’t Destroy everything, destroy everything, understand?"

"……understand."

After a while, using the spider chariot as a springboard, the voices of Crystal Brain and the tracking expert "Seven Stars" in the team came, but the voices were a bit hesitant, "However, the'Giant Spirit' has already entered. I don't know whether his mental defense wall is He has also been invaded by the puppet king. If he also has visions and hearings, I think he may not have the patience of you, the major, and will only solve the problem in one way."

"What, he—"

Chu Zhixiao's pupils suddenly shrank.

Then she heard deafening explosions, like a huge wave hitting the shore, shattering the illusion, and hitting her eardrums.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

In the depths of the blood fog, all the ghouls of reality and illusion were blown to pieces, and burned to ashes in the distorted howl, listening to the ruining posture, even the entire power cabin Was bombed.

The sea of ​​blood on the corpse mountain in front of Chu Zhixiao suddenly disappeared. She fell from the illusion and returned to the real world, in the lead-grey power cabin.

But instead of the joy of getting rid of the illusion, her face was full of irritation that the plan was disrupted.

Chu Zhixiao strode forward with frost on his face.

There is no more complete ghoul ahead, not even too many pieces of meat over the size of a fingernail.

The pipes are full of pits and holes, and even the reinforced shell of the reactor is half a meter thick. There are hundreds of shocking fist marks left on the reinforced shell of the reactor. With the fist marks as the center, the plasma spreads outward in a ray, as if The whole person was "lost" with one punch.

The fog in front dissipated, and the line of sight gradually became clear.

All the smell of steam and blood seemed to have been sucked into the nose by the burly giant man who was at least four or five meters tall and covered with scars and iron armor.

Sensing Chu Zhixiao's scorching gaze, the burly giant Yuan Kou "Giant Spirit" turned his head, cracked his mouth open, and gave his major an innocent smirk.

Indeed, like Chu Zhixiao, he was breached by the puppet king, invading his brain, hijacking his vision and hearing nerves, creating a terrifying illusion.

The "Giant Spirit" Yuan Kou's method to break free from the illusion is also very simple-explode everything before him.

If the illusion creates a thousand ghouls, it will explode a thousand.

If the illusion creates 10,000 ghouls, 10,000 will be exploded.

It doesn't matter if one hundred thousand heads or one million heads are used. In Yuan Kou's eyes, they are all the same.

Chu Zhixiao stared at Yuan Kou fiercely.

Yun Haixin appeared from the side, looking at the entire scene that was almost destroyed by Yuan Kou, tugging at the corner of his mouth, without speaking, with an expression of "I knew it".

"That one……"

"Seven Stars" passed through the spider chariot, playing in a slightly embarrassing round. "Even if the'Giant Spirit' didn't destroy everything, with the rich anti-tracking experience of the'Puppet King', it would not be possible for me to lock him easily, right? "

Chu Zhixiao snorted softly and moved his eyes to Yuan Kou's feet.

Under Yuan Kou's special steel boots, an old man wearing a gray robe and a halo of thorns painted on his chest was firmly stepped on.

The old man's supposedly kind and holy face was covered with blood, and his sharp and sharp teeth were like two daggers-but they were broken.

He is the little sacrifice who turned into a ghoul.

Chu Zhixiao squatted down and stared at this distinctive ghoul.

"Hungry, hungry!"

The pupils of this little sacrifice melted into the blood-red eyeballs, as if he had lost his vision. He could only rely on his developed sense of smell to identify the prey. After smelling the breath of Chu Zhixiao, his canine teeth interlaced his mouth again with viscous saliva.

"Why do you want to eat people?"

Chu Zhiyun asked casually, wanting to know how much intelligence the little sacrifice had left after being infected with the gluttonous virus.

Although ordinary ghouls are beasts with no intelligence at all, they were like this before they were infected with the gluttonous virus, but they don't know whether the most good people have the ability to think after they become ghouls.

"Hungry, hungry!"

The little priest licked his spiked tongue, still screaming monotonously.

"Why do you want to eat your immediate boss, the only high priest on the starship, is there... some kind of voice that makes you do this?"

Chu Zhixiao continued to ask tirelessly.

"The higher the cultivation level, the purer the mind and the stronger the belief, the more delicious it is."

The eyes of the little sacrifice suddenly became clear, and he made a very logical response, and he kept his nose out toward Chu Zhixiao, "You taste so fragrant, it must be delicious, let me eat it. Kill you, eat you..."

"Did you know that you were infected with the gluttonous virus and was controlled by someone?"

Chu Zhixiao's face was expressionless, and he didn't even have any interest in leaning back a little bit, still staring into the eyes of the little sacrifice from a short distance away.

"I know."

The blood-red eyeballs of this little sacrifice rippled a circle of ripples, forming countless concentric circles, like some kind of weird pupils. He suddenly woke up, sober sober to a terrifying level, and looked at Chu Zhi deeply. Xiao, "And you, Major Chu, do you know that you have been controlled by others?"

Chu Zhixiao blinked, and suddenly lightning tentacles grabbed the little sacrifice's head.

"Seven stars, hurry up and track down, the puppet king is here!"

She shouted sharply.

But the puppet king escaped faster than she stretched out her hand. Before her fingers were deeply embedded in Xiao Ji’s skull, a fading smile appeared on Xiao Ji’s face, and the scarlet ripples under her eyes solidified again. Become a ghoul completely controlled by appetite.

There seemed to be a faint laughter, escaping from Xiao Ji, floating towards the depths of darkness.

Chu Zhixiao stood up, his face was ugly and thoughtful.

"The strength of the puppet king seems to have improved again."

"Black Dream" Yun Haixin's inattentive ridicule also disappeared, squinting his eyes to perceive the ripples of brain waves remaining in the dark, and muttered, "This kind of magical power that penetrates the brain remotely is placed in the real human empire. Few people can do it, only the meditator with the deepest cultivation base, with the help of some magic weapons handed down from the prehistoric times, or the superpowers whose realm is above the gods...

"Damn it, this'puppet king' is not a distracting powerhouse, right? What a joke, even the real human empire has no distracting powerhouse. Could this guy fall from the sky?"

"It's really possible that he fell from the sky."

The voice of "Seven Stars" came again, "Otherwise, how come a sudden emergence of a new force a year or two ago, but how can we not search for any of his earlier intelligence? And his growth rate is very fast, like using the innocent holy The ally carries out some kind of...cultivation, and uses spiritual drugs such as the'gluttonous virus' to draw the power from the soul and continuously strengthen themselves.

"I have a faint feeling that if we can't catch the puppet king in the near future, if we are trained by him for another year or a half, we will never be able to catch him. No, it will be invaded and swallowed by him instead!"

"I will catch him."

"Giant Spirit" Yuan Kou said, "Pinch him into a ball of dust and blow it into a vacuum."

"What I care more about is, what was his motivation for making such a ‘Ghoul Incident’ again?"

Chu Zhixiao still stared at the salivating and struggling little sacrifice, "This ghoul incident is different from previous infections and outbreaks. No, it is not the number of ghouls, nor is it the priesthood of the supremely good race. It's the problem of being infected, but... I feel that this time he is very close to us, he is even in the dark, holding his breath, watching us.

"Doing so is extremely risky. He can invade our brain, which also means that we may trace his source and invade his brain.

"Taking such a big risk, what exactly does he want to get, just to prove that'the most good people and even the priesthood can be infected'?"