Blue Sword

Martin turned around and left, returning to the team of swordsmen. Everyone gathered around and asked:

"how is everything?"

"Does he agree to the second seat?"

"Would you like me to give you a shout out..."

"Go, go, what are you talking about!" Martin said depressedly, "Hans has become a complete bastard. Now he is the opponent's loyal lackey, making everyone listen to the chief's words."

Everyone:………………

"Is this impossible?" Everyone felt puzzled. "Is this a benefit? He has lost his command, and Hans is not angry?"

"Is it possible that there is someone behind this chief?"

"Who can be bigger than the teacher behind the scenes? The teacher is the demigod of the physics department!"

"That's not necessarily the case." Someone raised a different opinion, "Why don't demigods want to eat and drink? There are thirty or forty people in our group. We have food and drink. Where does the money come from?"

"It depends on the sponsorship of the nobles! Isn't Nuremberg responsible for this?"

"So, this chief must be the child of a big noble in the empire, and he comes here for gilded leisure! Otherwise, how could the teacher personally arrange to join the group, let Nuremberg hold his nose and admit his identity as chief, and let Hans be a bitch? "

Everyone expressed that they were scared. Everyone has basically seen the nobles, but the big nobles... There are only a few big noble families in the country, such as Saxony, Wolf, Weisbach, Wetting, and Hohenstaufen. They can be counted on one hand. Which family does this guy named Ask come from?

"Even if you are from a noble family, you can't give random orders!" Some people said that we swordsmen should not follow the crowd. "How much combat experience can someone who has been pampered since childhood have? Bring a few beautiful weapons and two maids, extraordinary ones, and come out to give orders. Can everyone solve the mutation? Will the mutation recognize his noble status?"

"Then what do you think we should do?" Martin said impatiently, "Hans has already made harsh words and wants everyone to give the chief some face. Anyone who doesn't will be killed."

So everyone could only sigh. Hans must be given some face, so what else can he say?

Just listen honestly.

Asik waved his hand and ordered everyone to move forward to explore, and the team began to move sparsely.

Entering the second hall, there are many vertical culture tanks placed here. Most of them seem to be well sealed, and the liquid inside is not corrupt or turbid. It is soaked with creepy extraordinary creatures like eight-clawed octopuses.

The paper documents on the table are almost rotten, but on a small blackboard lying flat, the handwriting written with an inert pen can still be clearly legible.

After ordering the swordsmen to guard the surroundings, Asker and two girls gathered around to take a look, and saw what was written on the blackboard:

"...KETER-O22W73FH, the sealed species 'Mind Flayer'."

"It looks like an octopus, cannot move freely, and can only be parasitic on other organisms. It can directly manipulate the mind and spirit body, thereby controlling the host's actions. It is intelligent and has a thinking model that is consistent with the host. It can continuously read the thinking activities of the surrounding mental bodies. "

"For the host, being possessed means death. Once the mind flayer leaves the host, the host's life signal will be immediately terminated. Therefore, all regulations for the disposal of human experimental subjects do not apply to the mind flayers of this project. The demon host takes effect.”

"The projects currently being carried out include: mental body parasitism experiment, controllable brainwashing experiment, and memory addition, deletion, modification and review experiment."

"Attention: The gathering of multiple mind flayers will form a complex mental body thinking network, which is highly dangerous."

"All mind flayers must be sealed separately. Any scientific research experiment involving more than three mind flayers must be countersigned and approved by Omega-level managers."

"Mind Flayer." Asik pondered. It is a supernatural creature that is difficult for players to deal with, and it is also the source of spiritual materials for Psychic II potions.

The main problem with this monster is that it cannot move independently and can only be parasitized. Therefore, the type of parasitic host greatly affects its combat effectiveness.

If a goblin is parasitized, then everyone can be killed directly without any effort; if a dragon is parasitized, they can basically run away and wait for the demigod bosses to come and deal with it.

Of course, considering the mingling of clones in this mutation, the initial purpose was to lure various mercenary teams to explore somewhere and then disappear...Asker has basically guessed their parasitic target.

Those are the missing mercenaries.

Ask was thinking silently, and then saw Nora taking notes quickly next to her, her eyes shining:

"Captain, are these the legendary ancient scientific research materials?"

"What's the use of remembering this?" Asker asked.

"To write my graduation thesis." Nora said.

"Have you not graduated yet?" Ask asked in surprise.

"I have applied to postpone my graduation." Nora poked her cheek with the pen holder and replied, "I think the graduation thesis topics in the department are not interesting."

Oh, right. Based on this girl's family background, she probably doesn't have to worry about not getting a degree or anything like that. As long as her family says a word, the school will probably be able to send her degree certificate directly.

Asker laughed dumbly and heard Hans hurried over and said:

"Enemies encountered in the right passage, two wounded."

"Let's go." Asik followed Hans and saw four or five swordsmen chopping around a man.

The man looked like a mercenary, with a shield on his left and a sword on his right. He was wearing light leather armor and an "octopus helmet" (Mind Flayer) on his forehead. He was quickly defending against the attacks of the surrounding swordsmen.

"This guy's prediction is a bit good." Hans said as he watched from the side. At this time, five swordsmen had already left, and no one else could squeeze in. They could only watch the mercenary languishing, and it seemed that he was about to be killed in the next second. Every time he was hit by a sword, he could dodge, parry or block the surrounding attacks at the critical moment.

"It's not prejudgment, it's mind reading." Asik said this, and saw Nora treating two injured swordsmen in the corner. One was hit by a sword in the leg, and the other was cut on the abdomen. Fortunately, they seemed to be fine.

"Reading minds?" Hans was slightly startled.

"Read how you want to attack from your mind, and then defend in advance." Asik replied, pushing away the nearby crowd of onlookers, "Okay, you guys, please step back. You can't kill anyone by beating randomly like this."

The five swordsmen looked at each other, and immediately covered each other and retreated - bystanders may not know this, but they realized it only when they went into battle in person. The enemy in front of them was really difficult to defeat. There was a feeling that "a needle cannot penetrate, and water cannot splash". It feels like no matter what moves you use, you can't break through his defense.

The mercenary with the octopus hat on his head had a growl in his throat and his pupils were dilated, as if he was staring at Asker. Then... he suddenly dropped his shield and turned around to run away. As a result, Asker stabbed the opponent straight through with his long sword. on the wall.

"Isn't it? Defeat the enemy with one strike?"

"It was because this guy exhausted his energy and tried to turn around and run away that his obvious flaws were revealed."

The swordsmen talked one after another, and their words were clearly excusing the previous five swordsmen.

However, the ones with the most incredible expressions were the five swordsmen. They had been fighting each other for so long. Couldn't they feel whether the opponent's physical strength was exhausted?

It's definitely not a matter of physical strength, it's more like...I was afraid of the man in front of me, so I turned around and ran away.

Asker's sword was just right, passing right through the opponent's abdomen without directly killing him. The two swordsmen around wanted to step forward and harvest the heads, but Asik stopped them.

He stepped forward and stared at the mercenary for a moment - to be precise, he stared at the octopus on his head for a moment, and then he pulled out the long sword that was nailed to his abdomen.

On the second day of the update, I feel like my wrist is going to explode.