Monster Synthesis Master

"Oh? Two envoys, please also please..." Battings raised his hand and greeted the arrogant macaw and the dumb-faced silver hand into the lounge.

After 　　 entered the room and took a seat, he immediately had two cups of warm tea served in front of him. These respectful actions made the Macaw's eyes shine brightly and he was very satisfied, and felt that he valued himself. This made it suddenly a lot of ideas and creativity in his mind.

　　 Battings looked at the macaw sitting steadily, his squinted eyes were full of light, and there was no discomfort being stared at by so many eyes. Just now I heard the sentinel report that a person was carrying a bird. He thought the bird was a pet for investigation. But now, comparing the status, the person next to him is extremely powerful, making him feel oppressed, but his eyes are flirtatious. There is no fat parrot in front of him.

　　 Battings deduced from this that this fat parrot is the protagonist of today, and the strong young man around him is most likely just his bodyguard.

　　 After confirming the primary and secondary relationship, Battings took the initiative to attack and said: "I wonder if the special envoy is here this time, what is your order?"

The macaw was "old and respectful" and waved his wings, and his voice became old-fashioned: "I didn't dare to be commanded. This time I came here mainly by the head of the state to care and appease. After all, I've encountered this kind of thing in the wilderness, I believe You are all frightened."

Battings pierced the needle and said: "After two days of rest, our emotions have calmed down a lot. We have been hospitalized for these two days, have been eating and drinking in the mechanical fortress, and enjoying a full range of 24-hour security services. This makes us flattered at the same time. I have trouble sleeping and eating. We don’t know how to repay you for such a warm hospitality..."

　　 The macaw couldn't help rolling his eyes, but because his eyes were too small, the other party didn't see the difference at all.

　　 The macaw knows the reward of a ghost. He and Silver Hand sneaked in, but the failure was discovered. Now they are invited in as a special envoy to enjoy the good hospitality.

　　 It's just that if you talk about him, you will definitely be able to see some clues.

The Macaw’s face was not flushed or panting, and said slowly: “The reward will be forgiven, just casually. It’s just that the Vatican galaxy is so remote and closed, you suddenly came here and happened to encounter a pirate ship of predators. I'm afraid it doesn't look like a coincidence, does it?"

　　 The macaw stared at Battings with little eyes, Battingston was always on his back, cold sweat.

　　 This fat bird didn't make any preparations at all, and went straight into it. One sentence twisted the routine he had brewed, making him a little hasty.

　　 Battings is fighting between heaven and man, two thoughts in his heart are constantly fighting.

　　On the one hand, Battings’ saneness told him that it is impossible to lie to him based on the other’s civilization level, and he would not ask such a sentence without reason;

　　 But on the other hand, Battings thought of this mission and the things behind it, and luckily came out. As long as the secrets can be kept firmly and the bottom line of the mercenary group not leaked, this generous reward will become an important condition for the rise of the mercenary group. At the same time, you can get the friendliness of that force...

　　 Seeing that Battings did not answer, the macaw looked at it with his small eyes: "Aren't you hesitating?"

Battings was pricked by the macaw again, and his eyes were slightly flustered. He hurriedly replied: "Why? You are our nobles. Our Battings mercenary group will never cheat and save. People who own their lives."

　　 Battings hesitated again and again, and decided to take the risk and conceal the news of the mission.

　　Because he couldn't evaluate whether the advanced civilization in front of him would maintain the current "friendly" attitude after learning the mission resources.

　　 "We came to the Vatican Galaxy this time, in fact, to perform a mission." Battings motioned to his cronies to take out the objects.

　　 The cronies around him were taken aback for a moment, their eyes widened in disbelief, never expected that the head of the group would actually tell the story.

　　 "Captain, do you know the consequences of doing this? If the employer knows that we have leaked the news, our Battings Mercenary Group may not have a foothold in the Morwall Galaxy Cluster!"

　　 Battings eyes firmly said: "Isn't it just a box, the other party is our savior. If it is really for the box, everything will be confiscated in the first place, and it won't let us survive at all."

　　 The cronies froze again, and took out a bracelet with a very reluctant expression, and then tapped a few virtual fingers on the floating screen of the bracelet, a blue energy wave shot out, and a blue energy box projected on the table. When the energy wave gradually dissipated, the energy on the box also dissipated, and a simple square box appeared in front of him.

　　 "The purpose of our trip is this box, and the Roswell Foundation hired our team to pick up this thing."

　　 The macaw looked at the quaint-shaped box and found many patterns carved on the surface of the box. The upper and lower patterns are complex patterns, with a faint smell of engraving. And around the box, there are some very graphic stories printed.

　　 In the first picture, the corpses spread all over the ground, which can be said to be floating corpses thousands of miles away. Even if it's just a relief, the sculpture is lifelike, and it makes people feel desperate and pervasive death across the screen.

　　 The macaw frowned.

　　 In the second picture, the floating corpse turns into a skeleton. Some people have staggered to their feet before the flesh and blood melts away. There is also the surrounding food on the dead, the picture looks disgusting, the most basic human morality is completely collapsed.

　　 The macaw couldn't help gagging twice.

　　 The third picture shows groups of skeletons, the sky is densely covered with clouds, and the picture is dark and depressing.

　　 In the fourth picture, the lines in the clouds seem to form a weird face, with curly hair and many tentacles resembling octopus and squid on the chin. I look closely at the plague that is damaging the world, as if I am appreciating my own spoils.

　　 After watching the macaw, the whole bird feels bad.

　　 The picture on this box looks weird and extremely uncomfortable. The contents of this box are definitely not good things.

　　 But as a special envoy, it must be clear.

　　 The macaw pointed to the box and said, "What exactly is in it?"

　　 Battings said nothing and opened the box, but it was empty inside.

　　 The macaw and the silver hand were dumbfounded, and the teacher moved the crowd so much, but there was nothing in the box?

　　 "What's inside? You didn't tell me you just found an empty box, right?"

Battings nodded aggrievedly: "We followed the instructions of the Roswell Foundation and came to the barren planet. After much searching, only the box was found in the ruins, but nothing else was found. When we opened the box, there was nothing inside. One thing. But because of the contract with the Roseville Foundation, the only thing we signed was to retrieve the box, so we took the box and returned. Who knew that we were attacked by a predator on the road, we were beaten first, and fell into the ground. Multiply."

　　 The macaw stared at Battings, trying to get the correct answer from his eyes.

　　 After watching for a while, the macaw suddenly patted Battens on the shoulder: "Your luck is too bad. It would be a bad luck to meet a predator in the corner of the Vatican galaxy."

　　 Battings shrugged helplessly, and followed the macaw's words: "Who said no?"

The macaw did not continue to talk about the topic of the box anymore. His current point of interest is not on the box. After brewing for a long time, he asked: "The head of state praises your mercenary group for their excellent strength. It seems that the entire galaxy is also The number one sent."

　　 "I don't dare to be or not. It's just a compliment to my peers. The Battings mercenary group is just an ordinary medium-sized mercenary group in the Morwall Galaxy Group, and its strength is not the strongest..." Battings said modestly.

"I heard what you said about C-level and D-level. This is completely different from the strength evaluation that we use. It is better to send someone to practice with the guards I brought, let me see your strength, and learn about yours by the way. evaluation standard."

　　A strange color flashed across the eyes of everyone in the mercenary group present, and the macaw said everything, but they didn't say anything.

　　 Their energy level evaluation is accurate in the universe. But the fat parrot in front of me said it was completely different from their evaluation of strength. This shows that the supercluster they are in is definitely not under the Pan-Deep Space Interstellar Development Alliance, and it seems that it is indeed an advanced civilization from afar.

　　 Seeing that everyone in Battings hesitated, the Macaw couldn’t help lowering the bottom line and said haha, “It’s just a normal discussion. It’s only when you click it, it won’t cause damage.”

　　 If you talk about understanding the mercenary group, nothing is more straightforward than a direct fight.

　　 And the macaw is not a real messenger. He and Silver Hand came here for fun and trouble.

　　 is the so-called right not to use, expired. Taking advantage of pretending to be a special envoy this time, the Macaw will naturally arrange some programs.

　　 Battings hesitated for a moment, and then said: "If it's just a discussion, then we are still willing."

　　 Battings knew that the man with a robotic arm in front of him was very strong, probably because his mind was a little different. As the head of the mercenary regiment, he certainly couldn't be the first to fight. Since it is a discussion and temptation, it must be arranged for a cronies to appear on the stage first.

　　 "Lev, you are the first to come!" Battings found Lev, a close friend by his side. Lev, like Silver Hand, has armor on his body.

　　 It's just that the silver hand is a mechanical arm, and nearly half of Lev's body is armored.

　　 One is a normal naked eye, and the other is an eye implant. The big muscles are knotted, and the figure is like a hill. The right side of the lung is normal flesh and blood, the body is bare, while the heart is completely metal. Through the metal plate on the chest, it can be vaguely seen that its heart has been transformed into a device similar to a miniature furnace reactor, all powered by the reactor for survival energy.

　　 is the same with both arms. One arm is flesh and blood, and the other is entirely made of metal.

　　 There is a large open space in the center of the rest area allocated by Link.

When Battings and the Macaw walked in the forefront, Silver Hand and Lev followed afterwards. All the members of the mercenary group who were resting here walked out of the room, enclosing the large open space in a circle, waiting for this high civilization and servants. Discussion of the Corps.

　　 It's just that there is no atmosphere of cheering and enthusiasm in this competition.

　　The members of the mercenary group hesitated in their hearts, and didn't know if they wanted to cheer. If they yelled it out to make them unhappy, do they still want to survive?

　　 Lev and the silver hand ended.

　　 Lev is 2.5 meters tall, like an iron bump. Especially when the mechanical arm is gripped tightly, the steam ejected from the upper part of the arm gives a feeling of being overpowered by the machine.

　　 "Battins mercenary group, commando captain, Lev! Energy level C-, dare to ask!"

　　Lev's gas field was fully opened, the miniature reactor in his chest began to violently rotate, the air in the open space became hot, and the broad mechanical arm was faintly glowing red. Upon seeing this, the members of the mercenary group all secretly encouraged Lev to win the game.

　　 With silver hands on his chest, he walked to the center carelessly, with a somewhat casual tone, and the introduction was extremely simple, just two words: "Silver hands."

　　 Lev froze for a moment, his complexion gradually flushed, and his anger accumulated.

　　 did not announce any positions, nor any introduction, even the name of silver hand makes people feel like a code name.

The meaning of 　　 cannot be clearer, you don’t deserve to know my message.

　　 Battings hurriedly walked out upon seeing this: "Okay, now the two sides are in place, and the discussion has officially begun!"

　　 Don't look at Lev's big size, but the operation is extremely quick. As soon as the scene starts, he quickly presses on the robotic arm.

　　 In less than a second, Yinshou suddenly felt Lev's combat effectiveness soaring, and various changes in his body appearance. The whole person was wrapped in a ball of flames, his skin was red, his pupils were also swallowed by the flames, and the flames formed a battle spirit that enveloped him like a battle suit. The metal robotic arm appears in a color that is almost melted, as if there is a high temperature of tens of thousands of degrees.

　　 The macaw heard the mercenary on the side take a breath: "Hiss~www.wuxiaspot.com~Form three!"

　　 "It's hard to say the victory or defeat this time. Lev who has opened form three, even if the leader wants to win, it will have to pay a lot of money!"

　　 The small ears of the macaw twitched, still wondering what form three is, but at this moment, both Lev and Silver Hand moved at the same time.

　　 There are no gorgeous moves and earth-shaking atmosphere to clash, the two raised their fists and rushed towards each other at the same time.

　　 Everyone's heart also raised their throats, watching the two people who were not fast leaping high, and their fists collided.

　　 Boom!

　　 The shock wave generated by the pair of punches spread rapidly, pushing everyone back three feet, staggering.

　　 The two people who were not at the same level at all on the field produced results that made everyone dumb.

　　 It was just a punch, Lev flew upside down, the molten mechanical arm was twisted and deformed, and a lot of electric light and sparks burst from the crack. The facial features are all mixed together, and it looks extremely painful.

　　 And the silver hand standing on the field, the mechanical arm is as good as before, and the whole person is expressionless and calm.

　　 Everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on the silver hand. The metal beak of the macaw was wide, and it was in a posture of falling to the ground.

　　 "You, you, you..." The macaw pointed at the silver hand and said nothing.

　　 This guy has done what he is now, so it is very difficult for him to do it!

　　 Yin Shou looked very aggrieved, and defended himself: "I really haven't worked hard yet!"