Crimson Blood Coffin

Ryan's huge energy will all be gathered in his hands.

The rays of light condensed and exposed the things in his hands. As the captain of the black team, how could he not have any good things?

After so long, he killed so many guys, and occasionally he could encounter some interesting things.

Then he would use his power to gain personal benefits.

In Ryan's words, every fat and big-eared trash could get some money from him, so why couldn't he keep some of the things he had robbed?

This kind of conflict has not happened once or twice. Unfortunately, there is no suitable person to replace Ryan, and Ryan's energy is not isolated in the royal city. Don't look at such a muscular man with bad mouths. Even Sophia, who hates him very much, sometimes asks him to do something in private.

"The creeping evil thoughts of the creepers"

This is what Ryan got during another operation. He originally planned to exchange this thing for some interesting items with "something unknown" at some point, but unfortunately it can only be used here this time.

It was a cowardly escape under the darkness of the royal city.

If it were only that simple, Ryan couldn't help but fall into memories when looking at the things in his hand. At the beginning, he just thought that some families secretly took a fancy to other people's girls or treasures, which led to the loss of control in the end, and asked him to eliminate the uncontrolled new creepers that appeared in the royal city.

"Forced to eliminate, prohibit the other party from completely transforming."

In the high spire, in the empty hall, in the darkness and the scattered moonlight, Ryan obediently followed the instructions of the wise man in front of him. The important thing is that Ryan, who usually exposes his muscles, is now honestly wearing the uniform of the black team and respectfully.

"Yes!"

The Black Team was originally created to clear out those things that exceeded the limit, but I didn't expect that this time it would actually touch the wise man, one of the ten kings. I really don't know which guys are behind this. No matter what, those who touch this lord will definitely not have a good end. The Black Team is just clearing, but others, such as the guards of the high spire, hehe~ I heard that there are some interesting organizations in the guards?

Ryan turned around and left, remembering the people with special signs that he occasionally saw in the mission. They were indeed dressed in the high spire guards, but the techniques and attributes were not like the standard configuration of the guards on weekdays.

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Ryan arrived at the mission location in the rich area of ​​the royal city.

That was an ordinary noble. It is said that his ancestors settled here when the royal city had not yet planned the area. Facing the changes over the years, this ordinary family also took advantage of the rich area and began to develop gradually. It seems that this guy got something interesting?

What is the remnant of the sub-human?

What is good about a sub-human? He doesn't want it even if it is given to him. Isn't it good to be a human? It became weird and covered with mucus, so disgusting.

However, Ryan just complained in his heart, took off the neat uniform he was wearing just now and put it away, and then he became erratic in a blink of an eye.

Forced removal, he knew the meaning of this order very well,

He also knew what this sentence meant after it came from the mouth of a king, there was no room for negotiation, and he had no room for detours.

His eyes were locked, an ordinary three-story manor, the yard was well maintained,

Hmm? It seems that something has crawled over. More than one! Is it a sub-human? I don’t know what kind it is.

Ryan walked under his feet, and the dots of Mars began to leave black lava on the traces of crawling. This was his warning, indicating that the people coming later, this is not the place for them to intervene, whether it is the night patrol or the sweeper who sensed the alien breath and rushed over,

This place has been targeted by him, Ryan.

Slowly moving forward, Ryan turned all the remaining crawling traces on the ground into lava.

Thirteen,

He recorded these seemingly chaotic traces, and finally all gathered in the small building. Thirteen traces crawling from the outside to the inside, are they invaders?

Ryan made a slight assessment in his mind,

Is it a greedy noble who has set his sights on this lucky family and sent his men to rob it? It seems that after this noble gave it a try, he used the things of the sub-human.

Tsk tsk, it looks like there will be fun later. Ryan shook his arms. He is really not afraid of anything else. Only with an opponent can he have more fun.

Approaching the three-story building, everything around him suddenly slowed down. The branches and vines that had not been trimmed for several days all seemed to be in the sticky state, swaying slowly back and forth. There was also the small pool in front of the door, and even the water splashed a little bit.

"Slow-attributed sub-human?" Ryan was sure in his heart that he was not affected, and there were no strange fluctuations around him. It seemed to be touched or something else? He turned his head and looked at the place where the lava was left in the distance. Those people came and went. Since there was no extra trouble, the mission could begin.

Pushing open the door, everything in the room was scattered with white spots.

Maggots,

It was really disgusting. Red light and smoke floated around Ryan. The lava force field completely isolated him from this place, preventing those bugs from falling on him.

The traces went to the basement.

Ryan saw the same crawling traces as before,

There is no problem upstairs. The carpet on the stairs is clean and tidy. There are no problems with the paintings on the walls, the vases on the stair railings, and the patterns on the ceiling. It seems that nothing has happened upstairs since the accident.

Walking to the door of the basement, Ryan stretched out a long knife with a faint red light in his hand.

"Have you been discovered?" The moment he approached the basement, countless gazes were directed at Ryan's back. They were those maggots. They were really evil eyes. Ryan smiled.

The long knife was inserted into the blocked basement door. Through the cracks, a gust of wind blew out from the traces of burning.

Stink, maggot particles, secretions, and what else? Oh! Human hair is really disgusting.

In addition to the familiar information floating from the underground, Ryan finally knew what the sub-human race he faced this time was,

the creeper alien race.

A deformed and mutated race. After death, the remaining thoughts will continue to seduce other lives. The seductive and weird flesh will continue to seek opportunities for rebirth. Evil thoughts will live in it and continue to breed.

Until there will be big maggots biting the corpse.

At that time, terrible life will be born from the rotten corpse. The dull maggots will become cunning and trouble the earth. They will entangle, swell, and aggregate to a terrible degree. They will drill into the pores of the earth, secretly dig out big holes, and wander around underground. They are looking for new food. They are also spying on everything, and others are trying to embrace the whole world!

A thoroughly evil subhuman race, even if some of them can transform into human form, is still not a suitable choice for normal communication.

Even if he chats with you "gently".