In response to the call of the red-robed high priest, a deep and distant voice sounded in the endless darkness, "You have come to disturb our tranquility again.
Although light and delicious blood are tempting, they are not enough to compensate for our dignity.
Only prominent lives can Only by dying can we show respect for us.
So, where is the bloodline of the royal family you mentioned now?"
The garrison commander already knew his fate as a sacrifice, which was more frightening and desperate than simple death.
He struggled desperately and howled with all his strength.
Between life and death, his strength suddenly increased, and he actually escaped from the hands of two executioners.
But the short-term freedom failed to change his fate.
At the signal of the red-robed high priest, an executioner suddenly took action and punched the garrison commander hard in the abdomen, making him curl up like a cooked shrimp. .
Another executioner hit him hard on the back, and the violent concussion almost displaced all his internal organs.
Then, the two executioners grabbed the garrison commander who was temporarily incapacitated and threw him into the thick darkness behind the iron gate. middle.
The garrison commander is not like the red-robed high priest who can settle down in nothingness.
As soon as he crosses the iron gate, the body flying in mid-air violates the trajectory of general physical movement.
The speed slows down and the parabola-like angle becomes a translation. , as if an invisible hand grabbed him firmly and pulled him deeper into the darkness.
The darkness was like a thick liquid, swallowing him up bit by bit.
Only the shrill screams kept coming from an unknown place.
Immediately, there were waves of scalp-numbing rustling sounds in the endless darkness, as if there were countless small things chewing and devouring food with their thin and sharp mouth parts, and the garrison commander's cry suddenly became high-pitched and sad, and continued. , and then gradually stopped after ten full minutes.
During the whole process, even the two executioners who were used to seeing countless blood changed their expressions.
They could imagine the pain the garrison commander endured in these ten minutes.
Normally, this level of pain lasts only a few seconds before causing a nervous breakdown.
They simply can't imagine what happened in the dark to cause a person's extreme pain to last for so long.
The red-robed high priest stood calmly, the torch in his hand swaying unsteadily.
The voice in the darkness sounded again: "It tastes good, although the blood is too thin, but it is indeed the blood of the royal family.
This taste is always nostalgic.
Very good, this sacrifice reflects your sincerity."
"So, how many can I take away this time?"
the red-robed high priest asked.
Darkness was silent for a while and said: "Three, you can take away three, including a superior."
The darkness parted like water, and three coffins emerged from nothingness.
Two of them were long black wooden coffins with little decoration.
In the center is a larger coffin made of yellow tung.
The surface of the coffin is made of unknown black and red metal to outline complex three-dimensional rose branches, which is full of dark and decadent artistic atmosphere.
"What an unexpected gift from the superior."
The red-robed high priest grinned like a crow, revealing only a few incomplete black teeth.
"Leave, greedy man."
The voice in the darkness gradually faded away, and he was about to fall asleep again.
"Thank you very much for your generosity."
The red-robed high priest bowed to the endless darkness, and then exited the iron gate.
When he came out, everything inside the door was once again immersed in darkness, including the three coffins.
The high priest struggled to close the iron door, turned the key several times, and locked the door again.
Then he held up the torch and walked out along the passage.
The two executioners felt slightly strange because the high priest did not bring anything out from the door.
However, they knew that this was definitely not the question they should ask, so they immediately followed quickly.
The three of them climbed up in silence.
The passage was very quiet, with only the heavy breathing of the high priest stirring back and forth on the cave wall.
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Not far away, the scene behind the two executioners suddenly distorted slightly, and two faint shadows appeared.
Their faces suddenly showed expressions of extreme horror and pain, and they opened their mouths wide and screamed desperately, but no sound came out.
The whites of the two executioners' eyes were quickly covered with bloodshot eyes, and their blood vessels expanded to the extreme in an instant, and then burst.
No liquid was sprayed out, only the terrifying blackness spread in their wide-open eyes and covered the pupils.
Eventually, their entire eyes turned into black glazed material.
The executioner fell, and two shadows that were almost invisible followed the high priest.
The high priest seemed unaware of what was happening behind him.
He lowered his head and moved lifelessly, climbing up step by step like an old man.
Behind them, the empty and damp corridor returned to silence, and the iron gate was forgotten in the darkness.
Su suddenly stood up from the bed and sat up The moment he woke up, the panoramic view expanded at full speed, allowing Su to grasp everything around him in an instant.
The night was still deep, and there were still several hours before dawn.
The wind kept blowing in from one window and out from another as always.
Lying on the large bed were three attractive bodies, namely Murray's daughter and two maids.
Dozens of empty wine bottles were piled scatteredly on the table and beside the sofa.
The smell of alcohol in the air was still strong, making everyone feel drunk.
Two guards and four servants were waiting outside the bedroom, ready to obey orders at any time.
In the small restaurant next to it, hundreds of kilograms of processed high-calorie food were placed in case Su wanted to have a late night snack.
In the kitchen on the lower level, more than ten chefs were busy all night preparing breakfast for the next day.
In the entire Governor's Palace, there are nearly fifty people working all night long, serving only one person.
This is the life of a superior.
Su got out of bed and stood in front of the full-length mirror, staring at the perfect human male body in the mirror.
The proportions of the body are slightly different from those of normal humans, but they are more in line with the beauty from the perspective of super life, which also means that they can exert much greater power.
Everything Su did in the past few days was no different from a man in a position of power who indulged his desires, including excessive drinking, food addiction, and numerous women.
He's doing everything in his power to maintain a sense of himself as a human being, and seems to be succeeding to a certain extent.
He actually fell asleep just now and had a dream Since the body can be controlled at the cellular level, sleeping is no longer a necessary activity, and when the thinking center begins to form, dreaming becomes impossible.
The ability of each thinking center is comparable to that of humans with first-class IQs.
They only need a very small rest of one or two hours a day, and this time can be divided into multiple times.
In other words, most thinking centers will remain in working condition at any time.
Generally speaking, what Su calls sleep is actually shutting down unnecessary thoughts and allowing the thinking center to fully process the ongoing tasks.
Even if one or two thinking centers show signs of dreaming during their rotation, it is impossible to maintain this activity.
The remaining thought centers will correct this behavior that may affect the main consciousness.
But Sue did fall asleep, and she did dream.
The dream was very simple and monotonous.
It was an iron door covered with rust and moss.
There was an old-fashioned keyhole on the door with new scratches on it, and there was a copper key inserted in the keyhole.
When the dream began, the iron door was slowly closing.
This was originally a silent dream, but when the iron door closed, a loud bang suddenly broke the dream, causing Su to wake up from his sleep.
Su stood in front of the mirror, constantly recalling the dream, trying to trace its source, and soon got the answer.
This dream did not occur in any thinking center, it just appeared in Su's main consciousness out of thin air.
Behind the iron gate is deep darkness.
Recalling it at this moment, Su actually felt that the darkness seemed to have substance, capable of flowing and swallowing.
He didn't know what was hidden behind the darkness, but he felt a real threat.
"What is this, a warning or misleading?"
Su thought.
He understood that, at least for now, there were still too many things that he didn't know, such as the origin of this dream.
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Maybe it's just some kind of intuitive reaction to danger, but it also shows that the danger has reached a certain critical point.
"Perhaps those guys in Shirol City have already mobilized.
It can be seen that the old guy is not telling the truth about everything, but it is not important.
Now it is time to act."
Su stood in front of the window, gently caressing the fist-sized lump at the junction of the chest and abdomen, and then a sharp blade popped out from his fingertips and cut open the lump.
Where the finger blade scratched, the skin and muscles were opened layer by layer, but not a drop of blood or body fluid came out.
From the cracked gap, dozens of flying bees the size of fingers swarmed out.
Some of them could fly after leaving Su's body, while others rolled and fell to the ground, making a metallic clanking sound.
The fallen flying bee turned over and got up, vibrating the six wings on its back rapidly, making a buzzing sound.
In the wind that rushed into the room at high speed, their wings were fluttering at high speed, and their bodies were hovering steadily.
They quickly dried the mucus on their bodies, and then flew up one by one, and all landed on the windowsill.
Arrange in two neat rows.
These flying bees are shining with a faint black color, and their smooth bodies constantly reflect the surrounding light, making them appear and disappear, and they are constantly changing their shapes.
The carapace covering their bodies looks very hard.
In addition to the six wings on their backs, there are two rows of tiny spray holes at the end of their abdomens.
All the flying bees raised their heads and looked at Su.
The three pairs of compound eyes on their heads could actually emit a faint light.
Those constantly flashing lights had meaning.
In their eyes, the halo of Su's blue eyes also contained a large amount of information, including the tasks assigned to each of them.
After a few minutes, all the flying bees began to turn around, took off one by one, and rushed into the distance in the vast night.
Reconnaissance-enhanced Leigna miniature version: standard body length is three centimeters, has 140 detection modes, and has a storage capacity of ten days in the memory area.
Omnivorous, aerial type, triple propulsion mode; single combat effectiveness, weak.
Special abilities, legion combat mode, neurotoxin.
Reproduction method: autologous viviparous, reproductive cycle is three days.
This is a new type of biochemical weapon created by the prototype Leigna by combining the genes and structural characteristics of local blood-sucking mosquitoes.
Although it is very simple, it can be regarded as the first complete biological weapon that Su has explored on his own, and it is of great significance.
Whether it is mature or not needs to be further tested in actual combat.
After releasing the Leigna swarm, the scary-looking crack in Su's abdomen began to slowly close until no trace could be seen.
He put on his clothes and walked out of the bedroom.
The guard at the door of "Sir"'s bedroom was startled.
He didn't expect Su to come out at this time.
They immediately leaned forward with imperial etiquette and paid the highest respect to Su.
"Inform Kubire and all the lords, and ask them to gather in the war hall, immediately."
"Yes" the guard responded loudly and ran away.
Murray's dedicated war room is more appropriately called a war hall.
In addition to the wide space and luxurious decoration, the entire hall that is related to the word war is a ten-meter-long and five-meter-wide sand table from the northern region of the Sun Empire.
The city of Sirol is located right on the edge of the sand table.
Su looked at the vast and intricate terrain from Maca to Sirol, thinking silently.
A few minutes later, the door to the war room was pushed open, and Kubire walked in quietly and stood in front of the sand table.
This was the first time he saw such a huge combat sandbox, and his eyes couldn't help but shine.
After another two minutes, the second lord walked into the combat hall.
Ten minutes later, all six lords arrived, including one who was still injured.
Seeing Su staring at the sand table, all the lords felt awe-inspiring in their hearts, knowing that the few days of relaxation had finally passed, and the next step would be war again.
Seeing that all the lords had arrived, Su raised his head, reached for a copper pointing stick, pointed it at Shirol City, and said, "The enemy comes from here."
Then the copper indicator stick moved on the sand table, outlining a zigzag route according to different terrain types, and then stopped not far from Maca City.
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"This is the enemy's most likely marching route.
And we are here to meet them."
"Lamar, you guard here with a hundred soldiers, Julio, you guard here, Sarayes, you guard here with 80 men."
Su named the three lords, and Use the baton to mark three locations on the sand table and let them guard them respectively.
Looking at the overall situation, the three lords formed an arc-shaped defense line to protect one side of Maca City.
"The rest of the people follow me.
Now you go back, gather all the soldiers you can find, get ready, and set off on time at ten in the morning."
After giving this order, Su ended the military meeting without giving the lords a chance to speak or argue.
Not long after the lords left, the city of Maca was noisy.
The lords' roars rang out in the military camps.
They pulled the soldiers out of their beds, gave them a weapon, and then used leather shoes and whips to make them miserable.
The soldiers gathered in the square.
The adjutants have already been waiting there, and a dozen large barrels of ice water can ensure that the soldiers walk out of Maca City awake.
Su stayed alone in the operations hall, staring at the sand table with a solid gaze.
Starting from Shirol City, the focus of his gaze gradually deviated from the originally drawn route and pointed towards Maca along another more convenient route.
Not far from Maka, the focus of sight circled, turned to the head, and then turned north, breaking into the city from the other side of Maka City.
This path happens to pass by the station of one of the lords.
However, Su knew very well how important a lord could be.
At this moment, there was a light and rhythmic knock on the door.
The only person who can knock on the door like this is an old man who once served as the housekeeper of the Governor's Mansion.
After the old man came in, he said in a calm and calm tone as usual: "Sir, the supervisor of the training base just came to report that all five culture tanks were opened at some point, and all the organisms originally cultured in them disappeared."
Su said without raising his head: "Yes, I understand.
Tell him to prepare the raw materials and cultivate it again according to the same formula."
Seeing Su's nonchalant attitude, the old man thought thoughtfully and quietly retreated
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