Non-human Gene Complex

"Yuan Haohao, don't die!" Shan Sheng pulled the white-eyed boy named Fan Xing, jumped onto the transport track, and ran out of the base.

Through this underground crawler, they can go straight to somewhere outside the headquarters.

The only one left on the field was the man named Yuan Haohao.

"Where did you get your wings and claws?" Lan Mu dodged Yuan Haohao's impact. This guy has good speed. Bi Fang's wings gave him a powerful flying ability, but his flexibility and speed were not as good as the real Bi Fang.

After Yuan Haohao found that his speed advantage disappeared in front of Lan Mu, his legs suddenly began to change, becoming recurved lower limbs, and white hair grew.

"What the hell is this? The lower limbs of a poodle..."

Lan Mu was very surprised. The poodle was indeed injured when it was transformed. It is normal to have blood stains left over. It left blood stains when the poachers were exterminated.

But Qianlong can't be so powerful, right? Can this be found too? Is he a dog nose?

Taking a closer look, Yuan Haohao's nose is also different from ordinary people...

"Okay...what else? I remember that the nine-tailed fox demon also left blood..."

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Yuan Haohao's tail vertebra protruding, and a huge white fox tail grew out, swaggering behind him.

The fox tail seems to have provided him with demon power, and his quality has been blessed in all aspects.

Lan Mu quickly realized that this was the tail that the demon fox absorbed the Japanese spirit, one of the main sources of refining the demon power.

Dragon-shaped black claws, divine bird wings, demon fox tail, white-haired lion legs...

Most of the mutated organs came from Lan Mu's previous transformation. This feeling made him touch his nose.

"What the hell are you? Forget it, my goal is the ancient sword, I will deal with you first."

As Lan Mu said, he dodged Yuan Haohao's claws and instantly controlled his blood pressure to restrain him. A side kick knocked him flying and knocked down a chess piece statue.

The pawn was a knight, who was originally standing on a pedestal on a horse. After being knocked down, he suddenly stood up by himself, stood back on the pedestal, and then pretended to be a statue...

Lan Mu thought that the chess piece containment would rush to hit him, but nothing happened.

Appraisal: precious 2003, evaluation: I like to stand on the pedestal and pretend to be the black knight of the statue.

Lan Mu was speechless. Although he didn't describe its combat effectiveness, it was obviously a existence with a certain combat effectiveness after more than two thousand evaluations.

Knowing that he was defeated by Lan Mu, Yuan Haohao suddenly slapped the black knight's base with his palm, as if he wanted to activate the statue.

"Is destroying the pedestal the way to bring it back to life?"

Lan Mu didn't want to make extra troubles, so he put the statue into the ring with a wave of his hand.

He kept on doing nothing, and put away all the chess piece statues around him.

Only the black pieces were present, and the white ones seemed to have been transported away.

"Come again!" Yuan Haohao jumped over suddenly, in the leaping posture of a poodle.

It's just that the dragon claws that look extremely strong are used to attack.

However, Lan Mu refused to fight him, and dodged around so that the other party would not touch him.

God knows if he can become stronger by scratching himself, Lan Mu walked away while controlling the blood, and quickly subdued him directly.

After fighting fiercely for about ten minutes, Yuan Haohao was finally exhausted, his blood stagnated, and he lay on the ground unable to move.

"You are finally quiet..."

Lan Mu asked him, "Where did you get your beastly organs?"

"What kind of beast? These are the divine beasts of my country!" Yuan Haohao roared angrily.

"Okay, I know it's a divine beast. Where's the dragon claw? Could it be that you cut off the divine beast's claw and pressed it on yourself?" Lan Mu said intentionally, and turned into a nine-tailed fox to launch an illusion.

"Hmph! Don't talk nonsense, the cancer cells in my body can devour biological cells to transform organs!" Yuan Haohao's mind was muddled, and he said it directly when he was provoked by Lan Mu.

Relying on the illusion, Lan Mu asked a few more questions, and got a general understanding of his abilities.

A kind of cell containment that absorbs nutrients and divides infinitely. It is a bit like a cancer cell. It can swallow biological cells to gain strength, but it can only simulate biological organs in the body with that kind of abnormal cells.

That is to say, he doesn't really have such things as dragon claws and fox tails. The essence is still a cell container, but this container can split and combine into similar organs at a high speed. Although he has inherited some abilities, it is much worse than the original version.

However, Yuan Haohao's regenerative ability is really powerful, almost his whole body is occupied by that kind of cell containment, and the devourer who seems to be parasitic on him is constantly absorbing his nutrition and energy.

Every once in a while Qianlong has to replenish a lot of energy for him to support the cells that are constantly dividing, otherwise the cells will completely swallow Yuan Haohao.

"poor guy……"

Lan Mu didn't try to get that cell containment, the pros and cons are quite obvious, Lan Mu didn't need it.

Instead, he got a more important message.

"Changbai Mountain actually has dragon bones..."

Lan Mu left the drowsy Yuan Haohao behind, thinking while chasing Shan Sheng and the others.

In the Tianchi Lake on the top of Changbai Mountain, a 108-meter-long keel is buried. Whether it is the skeleton of a real dragon is still open to debate, but at least it is a containment object.

The keel was submerged by the pool water and sank to the bottom of the lake. It wasn't that Qianlong didn't want to take it out, but that once the skeleton was moved, it would flood!

Its keel corresponds to all waters in China, its spine corresponds to the Yellow River, its tail corresponds to the Yangtze River, and its four claws correspond to the four seas of Bohai, Yellow, East and South. Because the dragon head is constantly spitting water, it is the spring eye of Tianchi, the source of Songhua River, Tumen River and Yalu River!

The flooding of some waters depends on the details of shaking the keel. For example, pushing the middle and lower part of the dragon's tail will flood the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River.

Small rivers and small rivers are also the minutiae of the keel, but Qianlong never dared to touch it again except for a few experiments more than ten years ago, when it took the bone marrow of the keel.

That time directly led to floods in the south of the Yangtze River, and the torrents were torrential. Fortunately, it was expected and the flood was fought in time.

Whether this is a dragon that died here, or whether it was a keel-shaped containment from the beginning, is already unknown.

But one thing has been confirmed, that is, it represents the water veins of the country of Hua, and the rivers will flood if it is tampered with, so we must fight to protect it.

The origin of the name of the Qianlong organization and why the headquarters was built in Changbai Mountain are all related to the keel. Its characteristic of shaking the waters of Huaguo is of great symbolic significance, and it is a containment object that the Qianlong organization tries its best to contain and protect.

In order to protect this containment, an interpreter is dedicated to guarding it day and night, codenamed: Don't use it.

The meaning is obvious, that is, don't use Qianlong.

Lan Mu didn't know what kind of containment he was holding, but his ranking was second only to Li Shouren, and he was the second elucidator in Huaguo, so his strength can be imagined.

Lan Mu didn't dare to mess around in Tianchi, thinking that there was too much commotion today, and he would sneak there again after the turmoil calmed down for a while.

Twenty minutes later, in a forest at the foot of Changbai Mountain, Shan Sheng was galloping with Fan Xing on his back.

The content brought down by the track had already been escorted away by Qianlong personnel who came to support them. They knew that Lan Mu was chasing closely, so they ran directly in the other direction.

But Lan Mu's speed was too fast, and they didn't know how to block the mental power scan, so they were quickly intercepted by Lan Mu in a virgin forest.

"Damn it! Fan Xing, you go first!" Shan Sheng put down the shivering white-eyed boy, and stood in front of him with a sword.

Lan Mu scanned Fan Xing, found nothing, and said: "My task is to collect the ancient sword as a ransom, and I have no interest in your lives."

Shan Sheng gritted his teeth. He is the candidate sword-bearer of the ancient sword. He is obviously not reconciled to handing over the ancient sword just after he got it. No matter what, he must fight to the death.

"If you want my ancient sword, kill me first!" Shan Sheng said firmly.

Lan Mu nodded, Qianlong has done a good job in this aspect, and the selection of interpreters obviously has strict training and assessment, which is better than MPI.

The characteristic of the ancient sword of idealism is the power of faith, so the holder must have a firm will. One of their tests is to insert the ancient sword into the heart with their own hands. If they don't die, they will be interpreters!

That is to say, every generation of ancient sword holders has already had the awareness of self-sacrifice.

If only one person and sword can be left, they will all choose the sword without accident.

The sword bearer is destined to fight to the death.

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