Non-human Gene Complex

Fang Moqi has been a hunter for more than ten years, challenging the limit is like drinking water and eating!

An extreme hunter who has climbed back from the edge of life and death countless times, he is never afraid of challenges.

On the contrary, when he saw supernatural things, his first reaction was to meet new challenges, and he became excited all over.

A series of actions knocked down the Silver Skull, leaving deep sword marks on the back of its head.

However, the Silver Skull swayed and stood up, completely ignoring Fang Moqi.

"Ding! Ding! Bass! Chow! Choke!"

Fang Moqi's sword strikes were like a torrential rain, but only a lot of bone dust was thrown out.

The silver skull let Fang Moqi attack, but instead raised the golden spear to stab Paul.

The blood stained the gold floor red, and after Paul vomited a few mouthfuls of blood bubbles, he breathed his last breath and died with regret.

Fang Moqi swept away a few little skeletons who were in the way, and jumped aside to look at Paul blankly.

"That's how he died?"

He couldn't laugh or cry, he came to kill Paul for revenge, but Paul died in this underground ruins for Aztlan's treasure.

Ben Ratu Gates' revenge was so inexplicably avenged. Although Fang Moqi did not personally sanction him, he deserved his death because of his greed for treasures.

The silver skull ignored Fang Moqi, brandished a spear and charged at Luthor again.

Luther's face turned dark all of a sudden, and he dragged Alan to escape.

Nidalee shouted from afar, "Alan! This way!"

Alan looked at Nidalee and Dungall worriedly, and he, who was determined to die, immediately panicked and broke away from Luther and ran over.

Luther followed helplessly, and everyone worked together to push down several golden statues and block one end of the street.

Then the four of them stood on the unfinished incomplete pyramid and watched Fang Moqi face the skeletons all over the place alone.

Ordinary skeletons were so weak that Fang Moqi didn't pay attention to them, and used them as stepping stones to attack the silver skeletons.

But the Silver Skull didn't know why, it just ignored him and rushed towards Luthor and the others.

Fang Moqi shot three arrows and shouted: "Look! Your opponent is me!"

No matter how provocative or attacking he was, he couldn't attract the attention of the Silver Skull.

Luther wanted to cry when he saw the silver skull staring at him.

He took out the only grenade he had snatched from Paul, and threw it at the feet of the silver skull in a hurry.

Fang Moqi was just about to trip over the Silver Skull, but was startled when he saw the grenade and hurried away.

"boom!"

The fire burst and the smoke filled the air.

The silver skull was thrown upside down by the explosion, and it flew four meters away in the air, smashing several innocent skeletons.

The power of the grenade was still strong, and the silver skull's legs were blown to pieces, turning into fly ash mixed with gunpowder smoke and drifting away.

But this level of damage is not enough to kill it.

I saw it pulling the bones of other skeletons, throwing them under the body and automatically starting to bond, and soon recovered to the original state.

There are bones everywhere here, it can replenish its bone mass at any time, as long as it doesn't kill it all at once, it can always recover.

However, Fang Moqi smiled and took out two grenades from his arms.

"I almost forgot that I also have this thing..."

The grenade opened the way, blowing out a road of ashes.

Thick smoke was billowing, and the silver skull rushed out against the flames. It gave Fang Moqi a hateful look, but still rushed straight to Luthor.

"Ah! Why ignore me?"

Fang Moqi was annoyed, and rushed forward with both daggers and grenades.

Stepping on the silver skull's knees, he leaped high.

First, he hit the skull with a sword, and with a thrust of the other hand, he pushed the grenade into the skull's mouth.

"hey-hey……"

Fang Moqi kicked his legs, and he flew upside down, and he turned and landed steadily.

The Silver Skull has high intelligence, and he is not stupid, so he immediately spit out the grenade.

But Fang Moqi's hands were as fast as afterimages, and an arrow flew out instantly, hitting the grenade, and it was pushed back again!

"boom!"

Explodes in an instant, completing a single kill.

A few hundred meters away, Lan Mu is using the power of darkness to transform the humanoid undead in front of him. It is an undead attendant who has swallowed many walking corpses and has 60 soul strength.

Originally, due to swallowing too many corpses, his body was bloated and deformed.

But Lan Mu discovered that the power of darkness can nourish and repair the undead. After ten minutes, the walking corpse with a big belly changed completely, and restored the humanoid appearance of the mercenary era. At first glance, I thought it was alive.

"Wash it clean, you should be able to pretend to be a human..."

"Um?"

Suddenly, Lan Mu looked towards the center of Aztlan. Although the distance was far away and the spiritual perception could no longer cover it, there were a large number of undead subordinates there. When they were transformed into undead by the undead ritual, they all left Lan Mu's soul behind. brand.

Just now, the silver skeleton that cost five hundred dead souls was killed.

"Are the people in that organization so powerful?"

Lan Mu exudes a cold air, and rushes to the largest golden city, Sivola, with his newly reformed undead attendants.

When he arrived, he sensed the dilapidated and unfinished pyramid and Fang Moqi's group who were hiding on it and surrounded by groups.

What's interesting is that Luther was also among them. It seems that everyone regards the skeletons as the real enemy.

"Bones are like a sea...Since this is the case..."

"All wake up!"

The skeletons of more than 3,000 slaves crawled up. The pale bones were stained with black blood and glowed with green fire.

A crowded sea of ​​skeletons was born, clustered under the pyramids, but did not pounce on them.

Fang Moqi, who was cleaning the skeletons, was taken aback for a moment, only to see the sea of ​​skeletons retreat a few steps, stop three meters away and surround them, motionless.

"That thing is coming! It must be him!" Luther thought of something and said in horror.

Fang Moqi was very calm, and asked, "What exactly is it?"

"High priest! Ancient Aztec high priest! Sleeping in the pyramid for hundreds of years...was awake!"

Luther said something mysterious, Fang Moqi turned his head and asked Alan again, "Where did these skeletons come from?"

Alan said solemnly: "There are countless corpses buried underground in the Golden City..."

He told the story of Paul and the mercenaries fighting for treasure when Fang Moqi was away.

"... Later, when they were fighting fiercely, a high priest walked out of the pyramid, wearing a golden mask, and opened a golden box."

"It seems that the souls of those bones have been released. Under his control, all the dead have been revived. These are the skeletons."

After listening to it, Deng Jia couldn't believe it: "How could it be? Our Wallfacers have been passed down for two hundred years, and we have never encountered such a situation!"

"If our ancestors knew that there was a curse here, they would have sealed up Aztlan and isolated it forever!"

Luther choked: "There are too many supernatural events in this world, how many have you seen?"

Just as he was talking, Lan Mu had already walked slowly, and the densely packed skeletons gave way one after another.

Fang Moqi and the others immediately noticed such a big movement.

Luther whispered: "That's him! Abnormal creatures..."

Fang Moqi squinted his eyes, suddenly raised his hand and shot, an arrow flew more than 100 meters and hit Lan Mu in the middle.

"Ding!"

The arrows were bounced off by the frost armor, far less powerful than the bullets.

Luther said: "It's useless! He's not even afraid of guns!"

"Do you still have grenades? If there are more of them, they should be able to kill him!"

Lan Mu's spirit covers a radius of more than 200 meters, and their every word and action are under control.

After hearing Luther's words, Lan Mu was depressed, thinking that Fang Moqi was an idiot? You don't hit this guy next to you, but shoot me with an arrow instead!

"If I don't fight back, am I afraid of you?"

"Old Fang...to play with you..."

Lifting his bony right hand lightly, a cold current swept away.

Fang Moqi pushed everyone away, but it was too late, the cold current was too wide, and they all froze in one go.

Fortunately, the power was temporarily reduced, otherwise people would freeze to death.

"Isn't it a one-on-one enemy... I almost couldn't hold back."

Lan Mu was a little disappointed with Fang Moqi's combat power. When he first came here, he got the death message from the soul fire left behind by the silver skull. He knew that Fang Moqi singled out and killed him with a grenade. Mozaki is a bit strong, but the result is still overestimated.

"It's because I expected too much, after all, it's a mortal..."

Lan Mu just tested Fang Moqi's strength on a whim, and tested that Luther by the way.

In the end, a group of people froze there for him, thinking that they would not freeze to death...

So the frost covering his whole body began to dissolve by itself, and finally only his legs were left frozen on the ground.

"do not come!"

Seeing Lan Mu walk under the pyramid, Luther shouted loudly, shivering with cold.

Lan Mu glanced at him, and the undead attendant rushed up and clamped Luther's neck. The sharp nails tore the flesh, and the threat of death made Luther hoarse.

"Kuromisuruka Simon...Ikariel Somo...Niagratip!"

There was a lot of chirping and chirping, and it was Alan who spoke.

Immediately afterwards, Dungall seemed to react, and said a bird's language again.

Lan Mu was dumbfounded, what are you talking about? But then I thought, Could this be Aztec?

This is really thinking of himself as the revived Aztec high priest, but he really can't understand the bird's language. How does Lan Mu know that the Wallfacer can still speak this ancient language that has disappeared?

Lan Mu stood there in a daze, a little embarrassed, pretending to be the high priest, it seemed that he couldn't pretend anymore...

But when he saw the undead attendant who was torturing Luther, he suddenly thought of the communication between the undead.

Before the transformation of the undead, they were also the dead souls of foreign races. Lan Mu still communicated with them normally, relying on "intention" in the spiritual field, and there was no language barrier.

"I don't know if the spiritual link can be with human beings..."

In the invisible fluctuations, Lan Mu's huge spiritual power stretched out and directly drilled into the minds of everyone.

Gently... Gently... Carefully... Linked the spiritual bands together.

"Successful!"

Feeling the spiritual connection, Lan Mu said to them with a stiff smile under the golden mask.

"The intruder..."

"When you step into the kingdom of the king..."

"Life is no longer your own..."

Fang Moqi asked in the spiritual link: "Who are you?"

"Me? The king of the undead...!"