Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 307 FLAG
Even without knowing who the speaker is, the apprentice can sense the unwillingness and jealousy.

He seemed to draw a little strength from it.

The power made him feel comfortable, like someone gently massaging his temples.

Suddenly, the other party's voice changed.

"No, how could I think like this... This is a blasphemous and shameful thought. I should not trample on my own self-esteem as well."

The familiar burning sensation appeared...

"Fart!" the apprentice immediately shouted: "Are you still numbing yourself?"

He was surprised that he could think of this in an instant, as if it was instinctive.

He didn't think much about where his vocal organs came from, or maybe it wasn't "vocalizing" at all.

"Who? Who is talking? Who is invading my mind?"

The voice suddenly sounded alert.

The apprentice instantly felt the resistance of this room to him, as if his connection with the other party would be severed at any time.

"It doesn't matter who I am," he said.

He also couldn't answer the question because he didn't have a name.

He had it before, but as he left McCalla and embraced a new life, completely cutting off ties with the past, he also lost the name his mother had given him.

He apprenticed under Collins, who also didn't need a name to call him.

He's like a magic quill, or a magic umbrella leaning against the wall.

He was there when Collins needed him, and in standby mode when he wasn't.

"I'm here to keep you awake. Don't paralyze yourself with self-esteem and loftiness. Those are all rhetoric created by others to turn you into a lapdog. That despicable country bumpkin has surpassed you with dishonorable means. He is trampling on you. Rules! I’m trampling on you!”

The resistance suddenly weakened.

"But...but...he hasn't surpassed me. He has always been just a shady underground lover..."

"what……"

The apprentice let out a most sarcastic chuckle.

He seemed to be able to hear the other party's sudden heavy breathing and flushed face.

"Do you really think so? Think about it carefully, is he really 'just' a lover? Think about it, when he was sleeping with that woman in his arms, how he was laughing at you in his heart——

"You are high-ranking 'foreigners', and he is a country bumpkin. Your hard work, restraint, reverence, and belief are not as simple as the lowly one who takes off his pants!"
"Hahaha, you hard-working clown, your story deserves a whole page in "Laugh Out Loud"!"

In an instant, there seemed to be countless harsh jeers, rushing towards the lonely room.

"Shut up! Don't blaspheme your servant!"

The voice was so angry, yet so weak.

The resistance did not get stronger at all, but weakened.

"Servant? Hahahahaha..."

The apprentice's laughter grew harsher and his voice shriller.

"Who is she serving? It's not you anyway hahahaha..."

This sentence received no response, and the apprentice only felt a wave of malice fermenting in the room.

It was like he was standing on the top of a mountain, and with just a slight push, the other person staggered and slid completely into the abyss.

exactly!
This growing malice made him extremely comfortable!
It was as if a cool ointment had been applied to the burned wound, making him feel so comfortable that he wanted to moan.

He felt himself growing and his mind became active.

More vicious and blasphemous thoughts were gathering, and he seemed to feel countless similar people waiting for him outside the darkness.

He was suddenly able to penetrate the room.

He saw that more than half of the soul inside had become turbid, and the two halos of light were tugging at his body, causing him to convulse painfully.

That's reason at work.

"You don't deserve this, there's nothing wrong with you.

"Throw away your senses and party with me!"

The apprentice helped the other party.

This soul was completely filthy, twisted and grew spikes and two other hands.

He left contentedly and drifted to the next place.

He wants to save every soul that is still bound by reason and let them completely release themselves.

He had never had such a clear understanding.

Never had he been so ambitious.

...

In the meditation room, Collins saw two clueless guards appearing in the corridor, so he cut off the surveillance function of the crystal ball.

He took out a bottle the size of his pinky finger and used his wand to pick out something black.

It was Lingjing.

The black mist intertwined into a helmet, protecting his head within it.

Then he activated the soul lantern on his body and was enveloped in pale light.

After doing all this, he opened the door and walked out.

At this time, three guards with strange behaviors appeared in the corridor.

As if they had just tamed their limbs, they staggered towards higher-standard housing areas.

When Collins passed by, they ducked for cover, showing panic.

But when Collins passed the door of one of Ian's attendants, who was also a fifth-level totem master, the door suddenly burst open, and a dark short man rushed out.

Collins seemed to have anticipated the opponent's attack. In a flash of light, he appeared twelve meters away, leaving an illusion in place.

The ferocious-looking and drooling dwarf immediately rushed over, but the illusion exploded violently, and countless broken glass blades pinned it to the wall, leaving only painful whimpering.

In the blink of an eye, Collins disappeared.

...

"I understand."

In the room, halfway through Simon's speech, Heine felt a chaotic consciousness trying to invade the room.

But as he activated the soul lantern core he carried with him, that will quickly retreated.

"There should be a lot of guys outside the house now who are so weak-willed that they are controlled by strange beasts."

He grabbed the bottle containing anger and looked at Teacher Xia. "Our room is relatively far back. Theoretically, the further forward and the higher the specification of the room, the stronger the protection capability. Are you sure you can fight all the way through?"

Teacher Xia turned the dagger twice and stood directly at the door.

"I'm ready."

"it is good."

Heine uncorked the bottle, put himself into melee mode, and handed the core to Simon.

"Hold it and stay behind me."

A pitch-black shield took shape in Heine's hands, and then slammed towards the door in front of him.

...

In the corridor, a monster with a mutated body was lying on a wall.

It smells the fragrance of thinking from here, which is the reason that it urgently needs to be tainted.

But it couldn't find the door to enter, so it could only explore the wall instinctively.

boom!
The wall suddenly exploded, and a black shield pushed it away, slamming into the wall behind it.

Sawdust was flying and smoke was flying.

A damaged wooden door appeared where the wall was just now.

"Ho-"

The monster let out a low roar, but before it could fight back, a ray of light flashed across its neck.

Then the flesh and blood shriveled, and the head rolled to the ground.

The movement here was like a thunder, and other monsters in front of the corridor were attracted.

Facing the huge number of enemies, Teacher Xia was not afraid at all and rushed forward like a ghost.

Heine was in no hurry to follow.

He used his spiritual embers to condense an axe, and split open the head in front of him.

In the brain is a bulging transparent heart, with lavender blood vessels connecting the brain and flesh. It is obvious that a strange beast is hatching.

Paji
He crushed the thing with his foot and took Simon forward.

It turned out that his transformation was of no great use.

These infected people are in a state of "about to transform" and are frighteningly weak.

They have lost their minds and are not able to exert their original fighting power. The strange beasts have not yet hatched, and there is no new control core.

Teacher Xia was chopping melons and vegetables in the front, while Heine was holding an ax and working as a chopper in the back.

Feeling the hot experience coming in, Heine gradually realized something was wrong.

Give too little!
These guards are basically at the fourth level, but their experience does not match them at all.

Even if Teacher Xia kills both humans and strange beast cubs with a headshot from the "Good Night" musket, the experience he gives will not change.

"If experience is a measure of 'attribution' of individual intensity, does that mean that some of those individuals' intensity is transferred to that source of contamination?"

Heine thought so.

Soon, the corridor was cleared.

So far, most of the dead are the flying warriors who work as trackers, as well as the Ness and dwarf guards.

Heine arrived at the high-standard guest room area, and before he could knock on the door, several doors opened by themselves.

Ian, Siara and Renee walked out of the door one after another.

They were all reminded by Heine, and each of them also had protective means, and their bodies were surrounded by various lights.

Siara's chain of forgiveness was like a spiritual snake coming out of its cage, and the light black halo protected Xiaoying within it.

"How did he do it?" she asked solemnly.

Heine: "Collins deliberately used the Harmony Instrument to adjust everyone's souls to the same wave. Then as long as he contaminates the Harmony Instrument itself with distorted consciousness, it is equivalent to contaminating everyone's minds at the same time."

Just like central air conditioning spreads viruses.

Heine thought.

"This is impossible!"

Renee was shocked: "If that's the case, there must be a powerful source of pollution. There is no way this can be hidden from us!"

Heine: “First, if the groundwork is done well in advance, you don’t need a very strong pollution source. Just one directional pollution can cause a subsequent chain reaction.

"Secondly, what if this pollution source can grow on its own and is cultivated in the process?"

He nodded his head:

“If the source of the pollution grows in the head, it can be hidden from everyone.

"I took note of everyone on this ship, but when I checked the corpses of these monsters in the corridor just now, I found that almost all the people below level four are dead, except for Collins's apprentice and the unscrupulous McCalla. people."

Ian: "How could he be the source of contamination? I saw him coming out of the sterilization room several times."

"It does sound ridiculous, but I could feel it was him."

Heine twitched his lips.

That familiar hostility, the jealous and insane malice, was so much like him.

The others still had a sense of "superiority" to restrain their emotions, but the other person, who was also from McCalla, was fermented to the extreme.

And he obviously came for him and Simon, but was forced back by the lantern.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Everyone, gather the remaining troops carefully and save as many people as possible."

Heine solemnly said: "I am sure that my people are already on the way. All we have to do is persist. I hope it is not difficult."

Teacher Xia panicked when he heard this.

——Damn it, brother, don’t set such a flag!
Soon, everyone found their guards from the remaining rooms.

Except for one of Ian's level five guards who received a lunch box, everyone else was in good condition.

But the door to the two Vilitas battle mages was locked.

"It's too late to worry about them."

Heine left directly with the others.

However, when they opened the curtain and walked out of the tent, they were surprised to find...

The sky above his head was purple, and Quelkus' corpse was right in front of him.

Everything is shrouded in scarlet and magnificent arc light.

(End of this chapter)