After everyone left.
Core fortress, seven floors underground.
The chilly cold room was filled with blue light.
Breathe into frost.
In the warehouse, which was neatly arranged like a corpse freezer, Chu An stood in front of an dissected corpse.
The sharp scalpel cuts along the muscle texture with precision and smoothness.
"Ho-ho-"
A faint roar came from the mouth of the dissected corpse.
I saw the dissected corpse fixed on the cold operating table, with its chest turned sideways like an unfolding butterfly.
"Logan..."
"Ah..."
self-mumbling.
Chu An cut off a piece of meat with a calm expression and put it into the black liquid next to him.
Lin An didn't mention anything about Logan to him before leaving, but he saw that day from Lin An's memory.
Do not know why.
He should have informed Lin An of Tang Wan's whereabouts.
But he chose silence.
After flipping his wrist and peeling off the last piece of flesh and blood from the corpse, Chu An stood there tiredly, motionless.
After a while, he seemed to have regained some "strength" and walked straight towards a wall.
"Click-click"
The mechanical lock is pressed.
I saw thousands of corpses lying on the alloy plates, popping out of the wall neatly.
"Ten thousand...one hundred thousand...one million..."
"The Blade of Cain..."
A low, emotionless soliloquy echoed.
"I'm waiting for you to come back..."
"Lin An..."
...
The sky is dim.
***Secret Realm, the border of northern Xinjiang.
On the dusty road, two black shadows ran like lightning.
Dual-purpose.
While rushing on the road, Lin An studied the "corpse" of the black dragon in the ring.
After obtaining the main information about Daxia Royal City from Beijiang Town, he simply took Xiong Hanzi and went straight to the target.
The mission has never been refreshed, so he is not used to it.
I don’t know if I didn’t come into contact with the key scenes, but neither of the two systems released information.
A trigger-happy scene like the secret realm can easily make people confused.
The highest level of Beijiang Town knew too little.
It's so remote that most people have never even been out of town.
After repeated "inquiries", he didn't even get much information about the blood corpses and "ascetics" he was most concerned about.
He only got a few vague statements from the self-proclaimed ascetic reserve sergeant.
First, ascetics do have extraordinary powers, and are suspected of mastering the abilities of reversal, regeneration, and precognition.
According to Sgt.
The way ascetics gain strength is through penance, destroying the body and sharpening the spirit.
With a firm mind, they can gain transcendent power.
And this process.
It often takes decades or even hundreds of years.
After gaining strength, these ascetics will "rejuvenate themselves" and have the ability to reverse the years.
For example, a sergeant who was once an ascetic reserve soldier lost his right hand "in asceticism".
The pain endured? The more you have, the more power you get.
But later he couldn't persist and couldn't "torture" himself, so he chose to give up.
in his mouth.
To become an ascetic.
Cutting off one's limbs is nothing.
Many ascetics even twist off their limbs and constantly stimulate themselves with pain.
Remove eyeballs, break bones, and use all kinds of crazy and extreme methods to self-abuse.
The first time he heard about this kind of thing, Lin An just felt weird.
And the second information.
The Daxia Dynasty has been established for thousands of years and has a population of about one billion.
Even more unexpected.
In Lin An's imagination, the royal city should have been protected at all levels throughout the core hinterland of the empire.
But in reality, the Royal City of Daxia is on the front line against the blood corpses.
It is far away from the main battlefield, but has a few more fortresses as buffers.
The entire royal city is actually a war fortress that can be called the pinnacle masterpiece of the cold weapon era.
...
The wind howled.
Under the continuous burst of sprinting, deep pits were created under his feet.
Looking at the black dragon "stone carving" on his wrist, Lin An thought to himself.
Like him, the little guy was copied.
It's just a copy of the black dragon in a sleeping and petrified state, and it doesn't seem to be of much use.
Like a gray sculptured piece of art.
The black dragon corpse has no other use except to isolate spiritual power.
Study again and again.
Even using the seeds of death to extract energy from them is impossible.
Looking at the black dragon that had been silent for a long time, if the contract hadn't shown that it was still alive, Lin An would have even thought that the little guy was dead...
He entered the secret realm with the intention of obtaining pure spiritual power and helping the black dragon recover.
If more were obtained, it might be able to help the black dragon speed through its infancy.
He has been coveting the adult black dragon for a long time.
If nothing else...
At least I can ride it when I'm on the road...
"Captain Lin, isn't the remaining energy in the Death Seed useless to the black dragon?"
Xiong Hanzi looked sideways at him curiously, opening the can in his hand all the time, like a black bear running away with corn in his arms.
According to him, it would take several days to travel anyway, and the journey would be too boring...
"It's no use."
"No reaction at all."
Lin An shook his head and gave up studying the black dragon.
As early as when he was absorbing the energy from the Death Seed, he thought about giving it to the little guy to devour.
Never thought about it.
The black dragon, which used to be eager to steal energy from his mouth, did not move in the face of this energy.
Worry.
Come to think of it...
I'm afraid the source of this energy is so special that only he and Zhang Tie can use it.
After all, it was extracted from "one's own" corpse, not pure spiritual power.
