Stop In The Deep Sea

On the other hand, in the camp of ancient warriors, various masters emerged one after another, and each sect had its own techniques and unique secret techniques.

In the same realm, it is common for one to fight against a hundred, and it is even possible to fight across levels.

In this regard, mimics are at a disadvantage. Only when they reach the third level or above can they awaken their superior talents.

For example, Cheng Ye at that time really showed the powerful power of the "Nightmare Realm" after entering the third level.

To use an inappropriate metaphor, elastic mithril can be regarded as a "physical reaction", while the secret technique is somewhat similar to a "chemical reaction", and the effects presented are naturally different.

Therefore, at the end of the battle, although the ancient warriors were all injured to varying degrees, only nearly a hundred were killed.

Compared to the huge base of mimics, the losses are actually not much.

It can be said that this large-scale confrontation gave everyone a clear understanding of the Mimic's combat power.

Although from a macro perspective, the alliance's 100,000 troops are many, when it comes to individual individual combat capabilities, they are still much inferior to ancient warriors of the same level, and the overall strength is greatly reduced.

"I know what you're worried about."

The alliance leader seemed to see the concerns of everyone present, put away all emotions, waved his hand gently, and the bullet silver dagger disappeared in an instant.

"Among the twelve owl, Shen Yao left, Cheng Ye died in the battle, Huang Chenxu was injured, and nearly one-tenth of his men were lost."

He slowly walked aside and said slowly: "Victory and defeat are common matters for military officers. It seems that we have lost this battle, but it has attracted a large number of ancient warriors to appear, which is not a bad thing."

Having said this, the leader turned around and took off his coat.

On his back, a tattoo was clearly exposed.

"Flying Fish Ghost Flag!"

Under the lifelike flying fish, the skeleton opened its bloody mouth, as if it wanted to swallow everything in the world alive.

Everyone present knew the meaning of this tattoo, which was - the Palace of Hell!

"At this moment, I no longer hide it. Everyone thinks that the Mimicry Alliance and the Palace of Hell are just a cooperative relationship, but as everyone knows, I am actually a member of the Palace of Hell."

Several people showed surprised expressions, but Quan Henan and Xu Meng remained unmoved, as if they had known about it for a long time.

One of them is the right-hand man of the alliance leader, and the other has his own huge dark network of connections, so he knows more about the inside story than the other members.

The leader put his clothes back on and returned to his previous expression: "We have the world's most advanced scientific research technology. Nearly half of the old scientific researchers who often appeared on the screen are my people."

"The main reason I tell you this is to put your mind at ease. As long as they can overcome the problem of 'peptide chain deficiency', becoming a fourth-order mimic will no longer be a dream."

"What? Level 4?" Everyone exclaimed.

This is an unattainable dream for most mimics, and even for the Twelve Owls, it has unparalleled appeal.

Shijingle was the most excited. He looked into the void and seemed to have seen himself becoming a fourth-order sequence mimic.

This is not the first time they have heard the term "peptide chain deficiency", which is a kind of surgery to change genes.

Through this kind of surgery, the upper limit of the load capacity between the body and the elastic mithril can be greatly increased. Some people have been studying mimicry since the beginning of its popularity, but it has always stayed in the experimental stage.

As for whether this operation has any side effects or whether it is safe, they actually don't care at all. As long as it can improve their own strength, they can do anything.

People who can join the Mimicry Alliance are somewhat ambitious and ruthless. These people's desire for money and status is usually much higher than that of ordinary people.

Desire can always pick out the best gamblers among the crowd.

Otherwise, who would give up their normal life and do these bloody things all day long?

Seeing their expressions, the alliance leader knew that the bargaining chip he threw had an effect, so he continued: "Relax, if nothing else happens, we are already the most powerful organization on the planet."

He knew very well what his subordinates needed most.

For example, Quan Henan and Jing Le are known as the Twelve Heroes on the outside, and have gained a large number of young fans who regard them as their spiritual beliefs. On the inside, they are the management, responding to everything and spending money like water.

Is it possible for them to return to the life of ordinary people after they have experienced the beautiful scenery on the top of the mountain and tasted the sweetness?

The answer must be impossible.

Once on the pirate ship, there is no way back.

Maybe everyone has the courage to do it again, but if they can go one step further, no one will choose the former.

"Just go ahead and do it. Once you achieve great things, thousands of bones will be withered. There is no superior person who has not stepped on countless corpses to get to the top. Those who achieve great things must not stick to trivial matters."

The leader of the alliance stopped as soon as he was satisfied. He knew that everyone here was a smart person, so there was no need to say more, just stop at the point. He simply waved his hand to signal everyone to go back and rest.

After the meeting, everyone left the venue.

Only Xu Meng remained in his seat and did not get up.

Hua Tianfang wanted to leave, but when he turned around and saw her figure, he slowed down and turned back.

"Boss Xu, what are you thinking about?"

During this post-war summary meeting, Xu Meng did not say a word.

Normally, she would speak enthusiastically, make suggestions for the alliance leader, and provide different ideas from many aspects.

But today, he was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic, and he obviously had something on his mind.

Hearing his companion's inquiry, Xu Meng did not respond directly, but asked: "Do you think there are really aliens in this world?"

Hua Tianfang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually considering this issue. However, he usually prefers science fiction novels, so this topic happened to be in his best field.

"I feel that there must be, and it is much more brilliant than Blue Star's civilization, because the emergence of carbon-based organisms is to adapt to..."

Just when Hua Tianfang was about to use his rich knowledge reserve to show off, Xu Meng interrupted him: "Then what if aliens invade the earth?"

"Of course I beat him."

"What if I can't beat him?"

"If you can't beat me, you still have to fight. Can you still wait to die?"

Xu Meng stopped asking and seemed to have gotten the answer she wanted.

Hua Tian didn't say anything, feeling very suffocated, but at this moment, he suddenly thought that the other party would never ask such a question for no reason, and must have other intentions.

Combined with the content of today's meeting, he instantly understood what Xu Meng meant.

If extraterrestrial life invades the earth, humans will resist, but isn't the Mimic Alliance playing the role of aliens?

Now that the alliance leader has ordered that the hidden ancient warriors be lured out at the expense of ordinary people, this will undoubtedly push the alliance into the abyss.

After thinking for a moment, he walked aside, turned off the recording function of the amplitude thermal imaging camera on the wall, and then asked tentatively: "Do you want to withdraw from the Mimicry Alliance?"

Xu Meng smiled lightly: "With this plan, the current alliance has violated the original intention when it was founded. I don't want to wade into this muddy water again."

Among the twelve lords, only Hua Tianfang has the best relationship with her, so there is no need to hide anything.