The Riddler Get Out of Terra

Zebao first looked at Qiao Lun, who had always looked very unhappy, and then slowly, as if sighing, expressed his impression of Kelsey.

Indeed, this woman is so terrifying. As soon as Qiao Lun spoke on behalf of the Blue Dot Team, she seemed to know every step and every sentence that followed. Then she cut the unnecessary social process short and smashed Qiao Lun into pieces like a machine gun. Lun's carefully prepared speech.

It also made Qiao Lun's shameless idea of ​​asking the big boss to lead the team come to nothing. The people Hedley mentioned are all top figures in Babel's warlocks, guards, and medical. Even if they lead the team, they are specially trained by Babel. Talent, half-way speculators like the Blue Dot Team may be pitifully low due to being favored.

They are a group of soldiers who will soon be thrown into the battlefield. Even if they want to get close to the leaders through drinking or other methods, they don't know the way. Hedley's seemingly simple and shrewd introduction directly deceived Jo Lun in the most deadly place. That is, this information is not useful at all, and the Tower of Babel will not allow the Blue Dot Team to occupy such huge resources.

What's more, their captain is leaving again?

"It was indeed my mistake this time. I didn't think everything through. I was carried away by Hedley's explanation. I'm sorry for everyone."

Qiao Lun used his body to stop the smile that was trying to appear on his face, and communicated with the Blue Dot Team in a calm tone.

Even though he should be depressed and miserable when the separation is imminent, it is undoubtedly gratifying that he still hasn't seen through an immortal species who claims to know everything. This means that the blood is not cold and is a one-way valve that has not been observed by others.

Even if the memories of Melting Core and the others are observed by later people, it is most suspected that his black blood is the Origin Stone spell of the Blood Demon rather than Qiao Lun's innate ability. "The blood is not cold", which can allow other Origin Stone skills to follow the exhaust. The terrifying ability to eat dirt behind the lamp is concealed.

Everything about him has not yet been revealed. In the eyes of others, Qiao Lun is just a mercenary leader who accidentally awakened powerful Origin Stone skills, is a little clever, and is good at ambushes and sneak attacks, rather than an ambitious man with dangerous Origin Stone skills. , and the careerists who are incompatible with the surroundings.

The former are mere dust, while the latter should be eliminated.

Although there are many careerists in the world of Terra, many will not refuse if they can eliminate some competitors.

"We have seen Kelsey's style, and everyone understands what kind of organization the Tower of Babel is. Everyone is loyal to the princess, some are closer and some are further away."

"Let me confirm at the end, is there really no one who wants to go to Dayan with me?"

No hands were raised.

"Alright alright."

Qiao Lun shrugged helplessly, "What can I do? Friends, I am leaving tonight. Traveling at night is also a kind of cover. I left a lot of high-speed explosives, so I can use them sparingly." "

"We understand, you've said it many times, Blue Dot."

Rongxin couldn't help but hold her forehead. She couldn't adapt to the increasingly dull air.

"Who told you to be Blue Dot? Let's go. Everyone gathered a lot of ingredients yesterday. Let's go nearby...ah! Okay, okay, I know not to walk around in an unfamiliar place like this. Don't stare at me. …How about we cook a meal indoors in an army pot?”

"Even if I lose this habit, I don't want to change it. Being cautious is now my motto. Also, where did you find the ingredients? Have you tested them for poison?"

"Well, this is what I stole yesterday. We only have cold dry food now, which doesn't meet the sense of ceremony, so I hid some in my armor yesterday..." Tie Ge patted the ingredients stored in the large iron box under the square table. Excuse me.

"Tiege, are you Sakaz?"

"Yeah. What's wrong?"

"If you were any other race with its own fragrance, I would recognize you, but you, a Sakaz, still smell like sweat from not taking a shower for a few days. Do you think the soaked ingredients can still be eaten?"

"It's okay, it's okay. What I'm eating now is the hard biscuits I saved. Look how happy he is eating!"

"!"

The hard biscuit that Zebra had originally placed in his hand fell to the dusty ground, and it looked like he couldn't eat it.

In the end, the Blue Dot team ate the ingredients that Qiao Lun said were full of sweat smell, but they just cooked them in the pot many times.

On a moonless night, Qiao Lun packed all his belongings. After repeatedly declining to say goodbye to his friends, he was still sent 500 meters away. He had to spend time watching them walk back to the interior of Rhode Island.

The dark land carrier once again swallowed up the new members.

Qiao Lun took a breath of the cold air and looked at it again and again for a long time, until the three partners who spent time together appeared in the field of vision of the source stone where he was always present. He saw them gathering by the small outside window of the temporary lounge, changing their stripes. looked at him through the scope, then waved and left the place where they parted.

The first volume is over before the blood is cold!

Chapter 1 The Ghost of Kazdaele

I don’t know since when, the legend of ghosts gradually appeared in Kazdaele.

Maybe a month ago?It could have been two months ago.

but ghostly

Legends undoubtedly circulate in the lands of Kazdaele.

It was as if an unknown ghost was floating above Kazdale, silently and calmly selecting the prepared sacrifices. So the sacrifices disappeared for a long time, until more and more such departures occurred, reaching nearly half of the mercenary camp. Only when all the members disappeared did a large mercenary group notice everything.

But at this time, they did not dare to say anything. They only monitored the inside of the team. When receiving tasks, they were usually dispatched as a team. They no longer divided into small groups to constantly handle money, and replaced false pieces of paper or iron with cards. The supplies that Zdel cannot produce are enough to sustain life.

Because among the missing mercenary teams there are many medium and large mercenary groups, with veteran mercenaries approaching [-]% of their number.

But these people disappeared so quietly. Neither the Regent, the Free Mercenary Group, nor even the special commissioners from the Tower of Babel could find any so-called traces. All that was left were the pitted battle traces and the attacks. The perpetrators carefully destroyed this only piece of evidence, making the truth even more confusing.

It is difficult to detect what the murderer wants to do. These mercenary teams have no obvious common characteristics. They were all killed far away from the mercenary camp. The traces of the battle left behind disappeared. The secret operators who came to investigate even It's impossible to tell which ones are remnants and which ones are battles that actually happened.

It can only be confirmed repeatedly in the vast desert through the descriptions of some survivors in the mercenary camp. The attackers' caution made people's scalp numb and their patience was out of control. A large number of mercenary camps lost their blood donors, and these traces accumulated until a certain moment. It was only discovered at the same time, and then the camp discovered that there was a lack of fresh blood and it became anemic!

Many teams of reconnaissance mercenaries were curious about this, but also full of fear. They only dared to trace the footprints and some team markers. Unfortunately, even if they were so cautious and neurotic, they still could not find the time and date when the missing person was killed. The location of the crime.

It was as if these victims were deliberately cooperating with the attackers. They slowly and erratically placed the same characteristic marks in different locations, confusing the investigators' judgment and making this disappearance an unsolved case.

Some people had suspected that the origin stone technique was the culprit, but as soon as they proposed it, the person who suggested it objected.

Such a large-scale, high-precision control of Originium technology can be said to be a natural disaster. How serious are the infection symptoms?Unless it is something extremely terrifying in the immortal species, the Tower of Babel is also full of doubts, because the respected lady did not smell the breath of any old friend from this ghost incident.

The attackers showed no purpose or any obvious goal. There was no torture, no remnants, and no demonstrations. Kazdel's ghost seemed to just want some people to disappear. It didn't matter who was missing or who was alive, but someone had to be missing.

This has left many investigators scratching their heads.

Whether it is human trafficking or blood sacrifice to evil gods, there are traces. At least some dirty and chaotic struggling objects can be left as reference. But the problem this time is that there are no traces, no follow-up, missing is missing, and there is no possible experimental use. Or used for trafficking.

The two major forces in Kazdale repeatedly checked the large fleet of trucks leaving Kazdale, but none of them contained these missing people.

The mercenaries in the mercenary camp took the trouble to examine the possible locations of the missing people. They even went to judge the freshness of the land near the desert around the camp to see if there were any forces killing people and burying corpses, but everything around them was as it had been before. No trace remains.

Many Sakaz are suspicious of Rhine Life, but the scene of the crime is unknown how far away from Rhine Life's medical base. The cost of transporting these missing persons to the base is so high that the transporters would rather execute the prisoners on site.

So what's going on?

No one knew about it, so the legend of Kazdel's ghost was mentioned repeatedly by mercenaries. Small mercenary groups continued to form groups to avoid problems, and large mercenary groups were overwhelmed and began to fight in groups.

But this can't change anything. Those who should be missing will still be missing. This groundless fear will not end until the number of people in the mercenary camp is reduced by half again.

The demons were afraid of this situation, but they eventually joined in the battle between the Regent and the Tower of Babel, causing the gradually cooling-off civil war in Kazdare to heat up again.

After all, people always have to eat, and it is better to die from disappearance or war than to starve to death.

But the legend of Kazdaele's ghost continues to circulate in many people's mercenary chats. Perhaps, when the next disappearance occurs frequently, this legend will be mentioned again.

As the civil war continues to develop, maybe such legends will soon be forgotten?

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"It worked well."

The Sakaz man raised his head again and said to Jolon with a smile.

The empty cave was accidentally discovered by Qiao Lun. It was a natural hiding place after a natural disaster. So Qiao Lun carried boulders and mineral soil to disguise the cave as he needed, leaving only some vents for ventilation and torches. To support combustion, all remaining exits are blocked.

Under the dim light of the fire, the Sakaz man who had come back from the dead looked at Qiao Lun with a smile.

This is a Sakaz woman with long white hair, long black curved horns, straight horns, T-shaped turns, bright red pupils common in Sakaz, a slender neck, slender limbs, and a slightly exposed collarbone.

Because of the experiment, only the underwear was left on, revealing a fresh and moist lower abdomen with faint abdominal muscles. This lower abdomen has some fat, but

Not bloated, the entire waist is slender and fleshy, and feels soft and elastic.

The woman's skin is pale, completely different from the wheat color of the core. She doesn't look like a mercenary trying to make a living in Kazdaele, just like...

Just like W and Ines, they were exposed to the scorching sun like other mercenaries, but their skin was frighteningly white.

The skin of the woman Sakaz in front of him is particularly white and tender, as if dripping water, which makes the bright red lips more vivid. The shape of her legs also has a suitable thickness of fat, which obviously absorbs enough nutrients. When Qiao Lun took off the straps during the experiment, The remaining marks of strangulation quickly disappeared.The toes have no wear and tear from wearing cross-country boots for a long time. They have no deformity and are surprisingly delicate. The feet are perfectly shaped and the toes are equally slender, but when the bright white fingers are clustered together, they look like jade products. Non-human flesh and blood.

Compared with the big feet of many mercenaries, these toes are pitifully small. Not to mention Ines and W, even compared with civilian staff such as the White Princess and the Green Lord who do not often fight, they are still petite. .

This woman is roughly estimated to be 1.7 meters tall. She can look down at Princess Sakaz and make the lady raise her head to look at her. However, her toes are smaller than those of these two people, which is abnormal to the point of horror.

At least it's scary for Qiao Lun. There aren't even calluses on it? !It is simply unimaginable for mercenaries who make a living in the wild!

Whether it's Ines or W, Jolon can easily see some calluses that have been through hardships with his enhanced vision after passing through his life, but this woman doesn't have them. Her whole body is white and tender, without calluses or scars. It looks like It's just a soft and lovely milky white color, and there's no thick skin to hold a gun or knife on the hand.

This skin color and skin are not suitable for Kazdaele, but this Sakaz happened to appear in Kazdaele.

Not long ago, this woman was a fresh corpse with her throat slit, but now she came back to life and said to Qiao Lun with a smile, "The effect is good."

But Qiao Lun still said nothing.

Chapter 2 Life has its own way out

"It seems that you are very adaptable to this body?"

Qiao Lun asked casually. The "Light in the Eyes" originated from Ines was continuously activated, making his eyes still glow bright red in dim conditions.

In his mind's eye, this woman is a black feather, blown by the wind of the traveler, the symbol of his mind, floating alone in a blank world.

Yes, this woman is Jo Lun's new generation test subject, the body of Sakaz re-parasitized by the blood is not cold.

Originally, Qiao Lun could only control the parasitized corpse like a puppet. This manipulation was not precise, which also resulted in the blood-wet-cold parasite repairing the host's appearance but being unable to imitate the same warrior. It could only become as slow and uncoordinated as a zombie. life.

The mercenary brother who killed him during the escape had a dream of opening a small farm on the border and brought new developments. The younger brother's ability is to separate his own spirit into various parts of the body, causing a short-term stinging effect and reading through skin contact. Take other people’s superficial thoughts.

Of course, it will not be very detailed thoughts, but at most the surface emotions of the contactee will be sensed, because after all, the contactee and the caster are two individuals, and being too close to each other's emotions means sharing one's own emotions.

But Qiao Lun is not the only one who finds ways to strengthen his abilities. His younger brother tore off his own skin and used it as a signal receiver, always on other people's bodies. Close contact naturally makes spiritual communication more intimate. He used this tricky method to successfully act Psychic sorcerer.

Of course, the absolute activation distance of the ability is 20 meters and the tragic cost of being scrapped in less than a day directly limits this person's performance. What's more, Sakaz's repair ability is not that superb, and the torn off skin also needs enough time to heal, so find it accurately. Opportunity kills this commander, who may be quite troublesome if fully prepared, with a single fatal blow.

Unfortunately, they met Qiao Lun, who was much older than them.

What tactics?

No tactics needed!

Just blow it up!

As long as you eat enough, your body will be constantly repaired, and your explosive ability can be used repeatedly before your blood is cold, and the extreme power of the explosion directly makes all coordination a joke.

The two brothers bravely did not choose to escape, but gritted their teeth and decided to fight Qiao Lun, so...

Always overclocking at the extreme!

In a 32x speed world, command and sharing are ridiculously delayed, and Qiao Lun is not a fool who needs to communicate for a period of time during a fight--so the star that is about to rise will fall directly and become a resource that is not cold-blooded. grain.

Qiao Lun does not have a sincere heart like the younger brother in the mercenary brothers. This man can share his plans without hesitation, because this is what he thinks. After making enough money, he will find a place to take everyone to retire. , if someone wants to leave without being found by his enemies, he will not stop him. There is nothing in his heart that cannot be told to others. His sharing of the soul is naturally flawless and can be shared with others unscrupulously.

But not Qiao Lun.

Even now, he still keeps many secrets about Iron Leather, Zebra and Molten Core. Either he is afraid of making people laugh with his absurdity, or he is simply selfish and afraid. He is afraid that someone will see through his true face and discover what he hides. He hurt him because of his ability, so even though he was a life-and-death partner who lived with him day and night, he still said nothing.

The emperor is me, Qiao Lunda!

The different ideas and personalities of the two made Qiao Lun unable to accept this kind of spiritual sharing, so repeated experiments had to be revealed. On the way to Yan Kingdom, he walked for nearly two

For months, dozens of groups of mercenaries were repeatedly looted as experimental subjects in an attempt to rectify the newly acquired derivative abilities of Weileng Xue.

The result was gratifying, or rather, the result was not so unacceptable to him.

Qiao Lun's initial thought was that the blood is not cold. Since the mercenary brother's ability is to disperse his spirit to all parts of the body to share his thoughts, why can't Qiao Lun's blood, which is not cold enough, host his spirit?

Even though Qiao Lun's blood was blended with a huge amount of source stones to enhance the corrosive and explosive abilities of the blood, turning it into pools of black fluid, making Qiao Lun's current appearance completely black and gold, but Even if the blood is not cold, it is still blood? !

Why not?

Well, Qiao Lun is actually a little panicked. Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. He thinks it is just an idea, but it is not an objective law derived from practice after all, so a new round of experiments is essential.

Infected beasts were so rare in the desert that even if they found many tribes, it would not be enough to get the number of experimental subjects Jolon needed, so he set his sights on other mercenaries.

There is no need for any reason. In the world of mercenaries, a fight may start even if the eyes meet.

Qiao Lun became the final winner with his superb backstabbing and poisoning skills.

I know you will have vigils at night, but the unknown speed assassin can do far beyond the imagination of the mercenaries, especially the heat of the "pupil light" and the mental vision to indicate the number and location of the enemy.

Qiao Lun carefully controlled the power to prevent the precious experimental items from turning into miserable flesh and blood residues. However, how much blood and howling this careful control buried was also a secret that could not be told.

The good people in Kazdare want to leave here, but the scum are still hanging around in hell.

Jorum is certainly a scumbag, even if his dream is to leave Kazdaele.

When the Blue Dot team attacked the unrelated caravan, something in his heart broke. A certain persistence suddenly disappeared, leaving him feeling at a loss.

In the first battle, he was hit by his clone. If Blue Dot hadn't blocked the gun in time and Zebing quickly suppressed the opponent's firepower, the time traveler would have died tragically in a corner in the first battle.

From then on, Qiao Lun was no longer a complete ordinary person. Life became a bargaining chip, whether it was his own or someone else's. But for the time traveler, this bargaining chip was a bet on the probability of returning home. Others are betting on their future lives.

It was easier to deal with the traces. The raw blood corroded into the natural corpse water. Everything was lost under the power of the raw blood. Unknowingly, he himself became the most hated person in the past.

The initial experiment did not go well. As expected, the blood was not cold enough to be quite repulsive to living people. Even if Qiao Lun tried his best to control it, the experimental subjects were still distorted into humanoid shapes while wailing, and died of pain.