Stop In The Deep Sea

"Pass my order. If the ancient warriors don't come out, they will kill the civilians and hang their heads in the squares of various districts to force them to show up."

When he said this, the alliance leader turned the red wine glass in his hand, and the spotlight hit his face, making him look cold and ruthless.

"If you don't come out in one day, kill ten, and if you don't come out in two days, kill twenty. I don't believe those ancient warriors can be so calm."

The cold words turned the entire conference room into an ice cellar.

The famous lords present all had astonished faces. Even though they were usually violent, they never thought that the leader of the alliance would make such a decision.

Quan Henan looked stern, hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively: "Leader, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to do this."

He paused and continued: "If we kill civilians, the prestige we have established for a long time may be in vain, and we may even become a public enemy."

Jing Le also frowned tightly and looked at the alliance leader: "Yeah, what's the point of hunting down those civilians who have no ability to resist? And if this matter spreads to the mainland, it will definitely cause a joint confrontation between all forces. "

Their words have been expressed very implicitly. If they really attack ordinary people for no reason, I am afraid everyone will criticize the organization verbally.

At that time, the entire China will regard the Mimicry Alliance as a heresy.

In a peaceful era like 2523, such a thing should not and is not allowed to happen.

Although there is no law in the deep sea base, it is not possible to kill innocent people on a large scale.

Once the final bottom line is reached, completion is not far away.

The alliance leader shook his head, his eyes under the black hat revealed an irresistible look: "But, everyone here, does anyone have a better way?"

As the leader of the twelve owls, Quan Henan naturally had to stand up on behalf of everyone. He glanced at the others, stood up and said: "Please rest assured, leader, if you give me some more time, I will be able to capture more ancient warriors... "

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the leader's harsh voice.

"Time!...Time, what I lack most right now is time!"

Several famous lords stopped talking.

In my impression, the alliance leader has always been humble and peaceful, and will not be moved no matter how difficult things are.

This is the first time he has shown such emotions since the Mimicry Alliance was formed, and it seems he is really angry.

The alliance leader didn't think there was anything wrong with his gaffe, and didn't seem to mind it at all. He raised his glass of red wine and drank it in one gulp. He pondered for a moment, raised his right hand and spread his palm.

The next moment, elastic mithril appeared out of thin air, continuously condensing in the void, and finally formed a 4-inch long dagger.

The dagger was suspended in the palm of the alliance leader's hand, reflecting the light of the spotlight, looking extremely illusory and confusing.

Everyone present looked shocked.

The leader of the alliance can actually transform Bullet Silver to this extent!

You must know that the principle of mimicry is to mobilize the elastic mithril transplanted in the back of the neck through neurons. Fundamentally speaking, as long as the elastic mithril leaves the body, it can no longer communicate with it.

Among the mimics currently recorded, there are only two special cases that can make Danyin leave the body, one is Jing Le and the other is Wang Xingxian.

Jing Le is not gifted. The main reason is that she has been trained at B&N for many years and has been injected with special drugs that make her neurons sharper than others, but it also makes her character more bloodthirsty and perverted.

That's why her bullet silver cross can leave her body and trigger the [Extremely Heavy Field] within a certain range, but it can only react with it and cannot control the cross from a distance.

Wang Xingxian, on the other hand, is relatively simple. His mimicry [Misfortune Gun Mark] will transform into two pistols, and the bullets fired at high speed can also leave the body.

However, after leaving the ballistic trajectory, it is no longer under its control.

But the alliance leader in front of him could not only "fabricate" a dagger out of thin air, but he could also levitate it without touching it.

Even Quan Henan, who has already entered the third level, cannot do it.

Such a powerful control ability can only mean that the alliance leader has entered the fourth level.

What is this concept? !

Converted into the concept of an ancient warrior, that is - Huangjing!

The alliance leader ignored everyone's surprised expressions, but opened his clothes and held the delicate silver dagger against his chest.

After being nourished by the blood marrow, his skin was as tender and smooth as a baby, reflecting the light of vigorous vitality.

The blade lightly scratched the skin, and he used his other hand to open the wound, but no blood flowed out.

Everyone was confused and looked inside with focused eyes.

I saw that what was inside the wound was not ordinary human flesh and blood, but rather sophisticated mechanical structures.

The gears and bearings are only about the size of a match head, and they make a faint sound when they bite and rotate.

Looking closely, the entire body, except for the skin, heart, brain, and spine, has been completely replaced by elastic mithril.

A dark crystal covered with red lines was embedded in the micro-machine compartment on the right side of the chest, and weak current could be seen flashing continuously.

"Do you know, if it weren't for this little blood marrow, I would have died countless times." The leader sighed and his tone gradually became calmer.

In his eyes, there seemed to be a flash of heroic feelings from a lifetime, as if he was looking down on everything in the world, but also he seemed to be reluctant to part with every flower and tree. It was very complicated.

"Before the soul was transferred, I felt that death was nothing. It was just a moment of suffocation and a short-term mental stagnation. Eighteen years later, I can come back to this world of mortals."

The leader looked up at the spotlight and continued: "But since I transferred my soul to this silver body, I have changed!"

He suddenly took a step forward, slapped his hands on the conference table, and stared at everyone present through the gap above his glasses: "I have never been as eager to survive as I am at this moment. That sense of urgency for life is like The craving for cigarettes while on a plane makes me scratch my head and my liver, and I have no thoughts about food and drinks.”

"I began to long for the mountains and rivers, the morning and dusk, the autumn wind and drizzle, and everything in this world!"

"Can you understand? You don't understand at all!"

"When a person knows the date of his death and accepts it happily, he suddenly has a way to extend his life. I believe that no one in this world can resist the temptation!"

When he said this, the veins on both sides of the alliance leader's neck popped out, and he was obviously a little out of control.

"So - killing a few people doesn't matter anymore?" He paused and continued, "No matter what the cost, we must take advantage of the fact that the ancient warriors are seriously injured and pursue the victory!"

After everyone heard this, they exchanged glances with each other and were surprised.

This "taking advantage of victory" is very spiritual.

I don’t know how the alliance leader saw that they won the battle.

After this battle, the Mimicry Alliance lost nearly 8,000 first-level thugs and 900 second-level elite soldiers. Huang Chenxu, one of the twelve Ming lords, was also beaten to the point of insanity by Wang Xin. It is hard to say whether he can be cured. Currently, I am still recovering in Dr. Doris's operating room.

It can be said that they are the one whose vitality is severely damaged, losing both troops and generals.