Sizzy—

Sizzy—

The weak, upsetting sounds filled the eardrums of the Ice Blade and Greb from time to time, and the temporary camp did not have the same conditions as those experimental sites controlled by the Federal Commission.

The federally controlled experimental site is either a site with largely intact equipment left over from the old empire, or a space specially designed for weapon projects such as the "Evolution Station".

When Greb supported the "Ice Blade" and walked slowly down the narrow stair space that was spiraled and curved, and pushed open the small iron door covered with blood, dirty and rust, the two of them were not only Ms. "Thunder Page" wearing a white experimental coat, and another man who was very strange to Greb.

As soon as they met, the two looked at each other. After a few seconds of amazement, "Leiye" hurriedly brought a broken wooden chair from the side, holding the injured and weak "Ice Blade" and sat down. "Leiye" opened his mouth and introduced to each other instead of "Ice Blade":

"Greb, this is the friend I mentioned several times a few days ago. He was the 'No. 5 leader' of the 'Order Society', a very attractive man codenamed 'Pojun', Victor Sdal. Now he has left the 'Order Society' and no longer has anything to do with the gang of members of the Federal Council, especially the Chief Executive Vasily. This time, he came specifically for the secrets of the core area of ​​the 'Deep Relics'."

"Hello." Victor stretched out and wore a little dusty white gloves and shook hands with Greb.

After all, it was a situation where the leader and other senior officials were present. Even though he didn't feel too much about the seemingly upright and polite man in front of him, Greb was still a little surprised by the aura formed by the magic power that was inadvertently revealed from Victor's body.

This feeling was like a helpless, weak prey encountered a behemoth that was almost beyond the range of cognition. After holding his hand away, Greb seemed to see a mist that made people confused and fearful in a brief trance. When he was forced to stare with his eyes upwards, a faint, terrifying outline appeared at the edge of his vision.

Then, the fog dissipated, and a body that exceeded the height of any building built by humans appeared in front of him. He was deeply afraid of the giants and began to breathe rapidly, sweating in a cold sweat, but his legs seemed to fall into magma, enduring severe pain and unable to move at the same time, until the mature woman's voice came again, breaking Greb's brief illusion.

"This is Greb, the best child in our 'chaotic group', no doubt about it. But you can't treat him as a child, after all, he can master the power of many old gods. But in terms of fighting, it is no exaggeration to say that I and the leader of the 'Ice Blade' are not necessarily his opponents."

"It's not that exaggerated, Ms. Lei Page." Greb smiled embarrassedly, using this to cover up the tension brought by the momentary illusion.

After nodding slightly to express his politeness to Victor, Greb began to look up and down at the "master" code-named "Pojun".

This guy is really strong, but his figure maintains a certain precise proportion, which does not seem exaggerated.

This is the first feeling in Greb's mind. Victor in front of him was wearing a field uniform with the style of Cruised Federal military personnel, which generally belonged to the eastern part of the Federation, and was almost the style between the Iceland Province and the Far East.

The climate there was colder, lower temperatures and worse conditions, and even during the most prosperous old empire, it was the main site for the Cruzed people to dig minerals and conduct "military exercises".

It is estimated that it was a cooperative relationship with the Federal Council during the "Order Meeting". Victor's field clothing was yellower and closer to the color of the land, but the quality and materials were significantly better, with significantly better wear resistance and waterproof fire resistance.

The style of this clothing itself is slightly wider than that of other regions, with hands and feet bound to facilitate movement, but it still looks a little tight when worn on Victor, who is about 1.8 meters tall, but it is not exaggerating, and it can also show a man's unique beauty of power.

Especially the black military boots and a simple tactical equipment that match it, the "Arctic White Bear" pistol, small improvised explosives, etc., the feeling of revealing the dual courage of soldiers and men is rare to fascinate the loser of "Thunder Page" who is still close to middle-aged women in his heart.

Looking up, the black and yellow skin, half of the face that was scarred due to the explosion, coupled with the high nose bridge, wide mouth, ears, and a thick beard that had not had time to shaved, felt like a mixed race between the Fire Empire and the minority of nomads under Cruised's rule.

After careful observation, this face combined with this figure and body shape allows Greb to see the feeling of Cruzde's bear and Khitan Rees's tiger superimposed.

The instinctive fear of meeting a ferocious hunter as a prey may not come from the body shape and aura, as well as the suppression of the magic source power. Judging from the perception of a few seconds, Victor's magic source power is very full, so it overflows inadvertently, like a copper pot filled with boiling water. Moreover, those magic source powers not only have a dark system that is incompatible with Greb, but also a light system that can suppress it.

After a simple greeting, the "ice blade" sitting on the chair barely supported the body, suppressed the feeling of weakness, and spoke as steadily as possible:

"The Lost Man purchased by the senior of the 'North Kingdom'... Monster, Alto, how is he doing now? Will he have a chance to wake up?"

"'Ice Blade'." "Lei Page" took quick steps and picked up a document written in blue ink from the long laboratory table with white paint. After making a lot of markings in red handwriting, he quickly walked to the front of several people and said:

"The old senior of the 'North Kingdom' had a good vision at that time. Now a series of tests show that Alto, who was halfway through the Sunnese beast, is indeed alive. His cells are still full of vitality. Although the aging rate of the lost body is more than ten times slower than that of humans, it seems that Alto's body has completely stopped aging after various accidental transformations."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "This is something that violates the laws of nature." Greb exclaimed:

"No one can live without aging or death, except for those who transcend the identity of human beings and related species, who are recognized by the Creator and promoted to God. This is the 'reason' established by the Creator since he created the mysterious universe. The 'thunder page', even the old gods, who are indescribable in the dark, will gradually grow old, wither and die without the 'blessing' of the Creator."

"Greb, 'Ice Blade', my confirmation has been true. I have repeatedly checked Yato's body, including calling several lost boys who had worked in a laboratory under the Federal Council. It turns out that Yato not only won't grow old, but also, after every injury, his remaining body will double heal with sufficient energy." "Thunder Page" replied:

"You have also seen Yato who was sent at the beginning. He was wrapped in solid ice, leaving only his head, half of his chest, abdomen, and half of his arm. It is obvious that he was injured by a violent explosion during the battle of "Silent Arrival" more than thirty years ago, but he was frozen in emergency at the last moment when his life was about to end, leaving a glimmer of hope.

"Always, from using the scales left by the dragon clan to spawn red fire and melt the ice, until I personally took over the supervision, Yato, who was soaked in the nutrient solution, has been suffering from the torture of the "Core of Dark Drive" that replaced the heart.

"That dangerous and effective sequential monster transported wisps of dark power like a sharp blade to all parts of Yato's body, and the burning liquid generated by the catalyzed by the "Innocent Virus" conflicted with it at any time. After repeated conflicts, injuries, repairs, and enhancement cycles, except for the tail that might be, Yato's body has basically recovered as before. It's just..."

"Just what?" asked "Ice Blade".

"It's just that his brain has indeed been irreversible. Even if it is repaired as before, he can only have the intelligence of a ten-year-old child and have no ability to think independently. Of course, this is not a bad thing for us. We can use him as a container to implant the "device limit" chip. But the memories of the "Echoer" and what happened in the past in the Shrine and Nirvana Empire can no longer be found." "Thunder Page" glanced at the side with a little disappointment and replied:

"As for what happened in the quiet highlands, what was his relationship with the 'Echoer', we can only ask the evil god himself in person. Unless... Dak, who has been following and surveillance, can 'dream' Him again."

"This is impossible." "Ice Blade" said with a little disappointment:

"The evidence has proved that the 'Grey Dream' has been temporarily closed by the 'Echoer', and even Dark himself cannot enter. Perhaps the closer we are to Him, the gradually hidden He himself will be, and the truth may be gradually revealed between the alternation of illusion and reality."

"By the way, leader." "Thunder Page" thought for a little, adding:

"I guess in another week, after injecting the blood of the 'Pramini Axe', the power of the burning fluid in Yato's body will completely suppress the chaotic power of the 'Core of Dark Drive', and Yato will also wake up. He is now in front of you, in the cultivation cabin behind me, are you here just to see him?"

"Yeah." "Ice Blade" nodded, showing a subtle smile, and said:
Chapter completed!