Arknights: Iron-Blooded Savior

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At this time, Rankopel was speeding in the direction of the Doctor, using hook locks to fly between buildings, extremely fast and often ignoring the terrain.

However, this way of rushing is not small, and it can be used as an explosive maneuver in a short time, but if it is said to be a long-distance movement, it is not very realistic, which is currently the case.

According to the location coordinates provided to him by the Usas Iron Guard, after five or six minutes, Rankopel could already see a heavily armed fire squad from Rhode Island.

In the center, there is a figure wearing a pitch-black hood, which he has found.

That's the Doctor, a tactical humanoid above the Tower of Babel, an excellent commander.

It's just that the current doctor has temporarily lost his memory, but even if he loses his memory, the doctor's command is still extremely accurate, but he has become more emotional than before, more like a real person.

The former Doctor only wanted to win every battle, and he had promised his men victory in battle more than once, and every battle was won under the Doctor's command.

But apart from victory, the Doctor's eyes were empty, and there was nothing else.

Shout!!

Rankopel came directly above them in an instant, and then a roar fell, only to hear the ground, and he fell heavily in front of them, raising a large cloud of smoke.

"Be careful! Doctor! The

heavy operator standing in front of the Doctor immediately rushed forward to erect a shield for the Doctor, shouting from his mouth.

Hula la....

Then the smoke and dust cleared, revealing the panting Rankopel inside, who had no spare time to say anything more at this time, and said directly to the doctor:

"Doctor, I want your blood to use!"

If the situation were not so urgent, Rankopel could have found other ways to obtain the Doctor's blood, but now the Patriots have fought to the point of running out of oil, and Froststar is dying from ore disease.

"You dream! Blood Demon! Here you are given only the arrows of the crossbowman and the bombardment of the warlock! The

heavy operator in front of the Doctor did not take a step back and shouted loudly.

"You want my blood, you can, I'll give it to you, don't hurt my warriors."

But what happened next made everyone unexpected, the doctor actually pulled away the heavy operator next to him and said to Rankopel.

"Doctor...!!"

The heavy operator almost blinked and wanted to stand in front of the Doctor again, but was stopped by the Doctor:

"Coles, listen, your shield will be destroyed by him in an instant, including your body, I don't want to cause my operator to die senselessly because of this kind of thing."

The Doctor said to the heavy operator, his tone firm.

"Doctor..."

The heavy operator didn't know what to say, but he still didn't take a step back under his feet.

"I can give you my blood, but you tell me, what are you going to do with my blood?"

The Doctor looked at Rankopel, there was no face under the hood, just pitch black, but he could still feel some kind of attention.

"I'm going to use it to save a few honorable warriors, and after that it will save more people who deserve to be saved!"

Rankopel stared at the pitch-black gaze, his tone decisive.

"Enough! Why should we believe in you, Blood Demon! You clearly want to use the doctor's blood to delve into the evil method!!

Before the Doctor could reply, the heavy operator yelled at Rankopel.

"Crossbowmen and warlocks ready! Dr. Conservation!

As the heavy operator named Coles shouted again, two dozen crossbowmen and a dozen warlocks standing behind the Doctor entered the battle and aimed at Rankopel.

"I don't want to be an enemy of Rhode Island! But I must ask for your blood! Doctor! At all costs! Rankopel

took a deep breath and stepped forward.

"I won't allow you to hurt the Doctor even a single bloody mouth! First wave of crossbowmen, ready to give me..." Coles

raised his hand and prepared to give the order.

"Enough!!"

Just then, the Doctor shouted at Coles's order to stop.

"The Doctor... Why are you..."

The heavy operator named Coles was puzzled, and the Doctor was not like this in the past.

“...... Coles, you haven't seen the gap between the enemy and me, our entire firepower team may not be able to kill them all in an instant, but as long as he breaks into our lineup, at least eight of you ten will be killed by him.

"And I will also be taken by him, and I thank you for your loyalty, but the result will not change in the slightest because your loyalty protects me, but it will be worse."

The Doctor calmly said to all the Rhode Island operators behind him, and finally turned his gaze to Rankopel again:

"I can see that you are not lying, Blood Demon, although I do not know what my blood does to allow you to say this so solemnly, but I will give it to you, and you will use it."

"But if you dare to hurt my warriors, I will never forgive you, Rhode Island will send its own security forces to thunder kill you, I will personally command."

In the end, Rankopel does not want to be an enemy of the so-called "medical institution" and "drug company" of Rhode Island, both in terms of position and strength.

In terms of position, Rhode Island, like himself, is also rushing on this land to save more lives, and in terms of strength, Rhode Island is the back of the Tower of Babel, and still retains a lot of the elite combat power of the Tower of Babel.

Being an enemy of Rhode Island will not only become a headache, but also completely unnecessary, and you may also go to Rhode Island in the future to cooperate in business.

"The heavy operators are withdrawn to my sides, crossbowmen and warlock operators are on alert level 2, medical operators are on level 3 alert, and two of the guards operators are standing behind the side of a heavy operator."

The Doctor gave the order, and the Rhode Island operators immediately carried it out.

"Kaenna, you come forward."

The Doctor ordered a Rhode Island medical operator.

"Doctor."

The medical operator named Kahna quickly trotted up to the doctor's side.

"How much do you want, Blood Demon?"

The Doctor asked Rankopel.

"One hundred milliliters will do!"

Rankopel replied without hesitation, following the query in his mind.

The doctor silently took out a hundred-milliliter blood collection tube from Kaenna's backpack, and the corresponding blood transfusion and syringe.

"The Doctor... You..."

Kaenna seemed to want to say something, but was waved by the Doctor to signal that it was not necessary.

Poof....

Without hesitation, the doctor inserted the syringe into his arm, attached the other end of the transfusion vessel to the blood collection chamber tube, and then began to collect blood samples.

Goooo

Little by little, the Doctor's blood flowed into the tubes of the blood collection room, and it seemed that there was not much difference from the blood of ordinary Terrans.

It's just that if you look closely, you will find that the Doctor's blood has a little green light spot, these light points are not source stone skills, even... Not any kind of product of this land.

Huh -

after drawing blood, the doctor closed the lid of the test tube in his hand and threw it hard at this Rankopel!

“......！！"

Rankopel immediately rushed over and caught it in his hand, it would be troublesome if it fell.

After obtaining the Doctor's hemoplasm, Rankopel finally tried to implement the conceptual source stone technique of blood transplantation, which may one day bring him closer to and even beyond the gods.

Bloodline transplantation is simple to say, the principle is to let another person's bloodline merge with his own bloodline, and finally obtain his bloodline and inherit everything that his bloodline has.

All.

Whether it is a blessing of blood or a curse, it will be inherited.

However, the specific operation of blood transplantation is extremely complex and contradictory.

This is a source stone technique that only blood demons can try, and other races may immediately trigger a rejection reaction if they try, and they do not have the source stone technique that blood demons can control blood and manipulate blood, and if it is serious, they will die directly on the spot.

And the blood demon is the same, such an act is inadvertent, it is a disaster.

Rankopel looked at the Doctor's blood in his hand, and various colors flashed in his eyes.

He could already feel the power in the doctor's blood, but that power was constantly disappearing because it was separated from the doctor's body, and it was even about to disappear.

"Come on, even if there is an abyss ahead..." Then

he lifted the test tube himself, and then suddenly punched the doctor's blood into his heart!

"I've taken a step."

Oooo

As the Doctor's blood was injected into his heart, the conceptual source stone technique of bloodline transplantation began to be put into operation by Rankopel.

What Rankopel expected was the first feeling of this blood entering his body... It's severe pain.

"Uh

It hurts so much!

"The Doctor... It doesn't matter to him..."

Kaenna, who was standing next to the Doctor, was a little nervous.

The Doctor didn't speak, just looked at Rankopel.

"Blood... Give me...... It's flowing!!

At this time, Rankopel gritted his teeth and began to control the flow of the Doctor's blood in his body.

Huh-huh....

And the doctor's blood is guided by Rankopel's control, along with his heart to various positions in the body, internal organs, limbs, spine...

Every time this blood entered the corresponding place in his body, Rankopel had a clear sense of strangeness - it was not his own blood, but the blood of the doctor he transplanted.

And finally, in the end, this blood was pumped to his brain!

Buzz——!!!

Almost at this moment, countless events and time distortions penetrated his mind like a broken river, and Rankopel's whole spirit was like a whirlpool between time and events.

These are the experiences and memories of the doctor.

The density of these events and time is too tight, and once the interval between time and events is unimaginably small, the order of time and events loses its original meaning.

Thousands of timelines and tens of thousands of events were like compressed into a small vortex of fragments, constantly stirring his brain in Rankopel's spiritual world.

However, no matter how these events change and how time flows, Rankopel discovers that among these fragments, there is always one thing that is the same.

And Rankopel floated and struggled among these debris, pulling away all the debris in front of him, trying to see this same thing, and after a huge mental shock, he finally saw it.

There is a name floating in all the pieces.

The name is....

[Horta Babelia].