"Stop her and don't let her detonate the bomb."
As the captain finished speaking, everyone's lightsabers were pointed at Mandala's right hand, and the stacked sword shadows forced her to dodge.
But Mandala was not an ordinary humanoid warrior after all, so she made a move, a move that shocked everyone.
She suddenly jumped back and bumped into the lightsaber behind her.
The crimson blade instantly pierced her lower back and came out of her lower abdomen.
Mandala groaned, tightly grasping the piercing blade with her left hand, and stepped back half a step again, almost approaching the enemy behind her.
At the same time, she finally gained space and flicked the grenade away.
The pull tab and the clear plasma pattern on the grenade made everyone's scalp numb.
"Damn you trash!"
The captain was furious.
As a newly promoted five-winged angel of death, he could no longer tolerate the stupidity of these low-level modified people, so he finally took action, but he was just running backwards.
"You can't run away, everyone will be destroyed with me" Mandala shouted loudly, her madness and determination burning all her anger.
"You damn lunatic" the captain's angry roar echoed throughout the valley.
"Hiss" blue plasma was flying like countless soaring snakes, and every corner of the air was submerged in the bright plasma.
But the flying blue electric light was thrown out by an inexplicable force in the distance where everyone needed to look.
Howl A slight buzzing like a wolf or a snake vibrated.
When everyone was attracted by the blue plasma on the horizon, the blue-gray light coiled like a snake and harvested a life in the blink of an eye.
"It seems you can't avoid it yourself."
A cold and indifferent voice came from behind Mandala.
Mandala shook her head, and finally lost her strength and knelt on the ground.
The lightsaber that penetrated her body was still inserted into her body, and the blood dripping from the wound dyed the ground red.
"I didn't expect you to be alive."
"Are you surprised?"
Fan's tone was still indifferent.
Mandala was about to answer, but he clenched his teeth tightly due to the severe pain, making it difficult to speak.
Fan lowered his head and glanced at her, then raised his head.
"Leave or die."
There was no emotion in his tone.
The warriors from the Angel of Death clenched their weapons at the same time to express their determination.
"I understand."
Fan nodded, and the next moment, blue-grey light filled every corner of the alley.
Pfft, pfft, pfft.
The three corpses fell down almost in no particular order.
And the only one left is the five-winged Death Angel squad leader.
"Wait a minute," he yelled, taking a few steps back, "I choose to leave."
Fan raised his eyelids in surprise, but then shook his head, "It's too late."
The howl of the wolf snake sounded almost at the same time as his voice, but the five-winged angel of death only held on for a few more seconds.
Fan carefully searched their bodies, and then took a few steps closer to Mandala, who was half kneeling on the ground.
"Hold it."
He said calmly, and then without blinking, he pulled out the lightsaber that had penetrated the mandala.
"Um" Mandala couldn't help but groan in pain.
"You need immediate treatment, we must leave immediately."
Fan said as he inserted an emergency treatment needle into her body.
"Pull me up."
Mandala whispered painfully.
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Fan frowned and pulled her body up.
"Do me a favor and inform the people who are still alive in this valley to leave here immediately."
Mandala kept breathing in the cold air, and his pale face was covered with beads of sweat.
"I can't help you," Fan shook his head, "There is no one else alive here except you and me."
"What?"
Mandala covered his mouth in pain and coughed out a mouthful of blood, "I hurt them."
Fan silently picked up the mandala and strode out of the valley.
At this time, Mandala had long been in a coma due to the double torture of mental and physical pain.
When Mandala woke up again, she found herself lying in a makeshift tent made of dead branches.
She instinctively touched her wound and found that it had been covered with common hemostatic medicine.
"I advise you not to move around.
The herbs can at most help you stop bleeding, but they can't help the wounds in your internal organs."
Fan opened his closed eyes.
"Heh."
Mandala smiled nonchalantly.
"You have to be lucky that the lightsaber didn't pierce your vital internal organs, otherwise you would be dead now."
"Since you're always going to die, it's better sooner than later."
Mandala coughed involuntarily, and then frowned at the pain from the wound.
Fan casually handed over a piece of dried meat, "Eat it, you need to replenish energy."
Mandala stared at the piece of meat whose shape was unclear in the darkness, closed his eyes and asked, "Is this found from those dead angels of death?"
"Yes."
Fan's answer was concise and to the point.
"You can keep it, I won't eat it."
Mandala shook his head.
Fan frowned and took the piece of meat back.
Since the other party was unwilling to eat it, he had no reason to persist.
After a period of silence, Brahman, who was about to fall asleep again, was awakened by the call of Mandala.
"Let me ask you, what did you see in that hidden base?"
After hearing this, Fan closed his eyes without any intention of answering.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Mandala was not discouraged and continued, "If you knew what these dried meats were made of, I think you would never eat them again."
Mandala coughed slightly, "Human meat is made of human flesh.
As long as it comes from the dried meat provided by Yang Feng, 80% of it is human flesh."
Mandala couldn't help but increase his tone.
"They come from refugees and refugees, soldiers who died in battle, and even sacrificed angels of death," Mandala said urgently.
But when she looked at Fan who remained calm, she gritted her teeth and said, "Maybe the piece of dried meat in your hand was made from Art's corpse." brush Fan suddenly opened his eyes.
Under the moonlight, his eyes glowed with a cold light.
He grabbed Mandala's throat and pressed her tightly to the ground.
"Don't challenge my bottom line," Fan said one word after another.
"You are just a dispensable existence to me.
I saved you just because you saved me.
Don't think that I will always tolerate it unconditionally."
Don't let me hear Art's name again, because you don't deserve it."
The cold tone was a bit colder than the cold wind, and he was breathing hard with Datura tightly clasped around his neck.
Fan narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and finally withdrew his hand.
"Ahem."
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Mandala coughed heavily, and the wound stung as she rose and fell.
"You already knew, right?"
Datura coughed, while smiling painfully, "You already knew," her tone became determined.
"That's why you kill less because you know these bodies will become food sooner or later."
"But do you know that there are things more cruel than this."
Mandala took a deep breath, his face was frighteningly pale, "When the number of corpses is far from enough for the soldiers to consume, those unarmed Refugees will be treated like animals and killed alive.
In fact, in Yang Feng's eyes, there is no difference between refugees and captive animals, and they are easier to raise because he doesn't have to worry about their food at all."
"Because you couldn't stand it, that's why you left."
Fan suddenly said.
"Yes, of course I can't tolerate using dead bodies to make food.
I can barely tolerate it, but using living people to make food is absolutely intolerable to me.
"Then have you ever thought about how many people will starve to death if they don't get enough food?"
Fan calmly stared into Mandala's eyes, "Maybe you are one of them."
Mandala's expression was stagnant, but she immediately reprimanded in anger, "You can say these things because you didn't see the massacre process with your own eyes.
They..."
"I've seen it, I've seen it with my own eyes, in that base."
Fan interrupted Mandala.
"you" "So you think Yang Feng is wrong, or the entire organization is wrong."
"Are they not wrong?
Using the bodies of living people to make food, or killing innocent and immature lives at will, I don't believe this is not a mistake."
Mandala clenched his fist tightly.
"So you think that the transformation itself is a mistake, right?
So you never cherish the lives of your teammates, or you don't care about the life or death of any transformation person.
All those transformation people who died because of you, you will naturally regard them as A kind of atonement.
You don’t even value your own life, that’s why you can stay relaxed in any dangerous situation, am I right?”
After hearing this, Mandala suddenly fell silent for a moment, "If you don't cherish your own life, how can I compare to you?"
She suddenly sneered.
"I'm different from you," Fan shook his head.
"I protect my team members because they have protected me before, and I am confident that I can survive in the end."
"What about the nuclear explosion that triggered the A-13?
You had no intention of coming out alive and you rejected my request.
Am I also an important person to you?"
"You are wrong.
Triggering a nuclear explosion is the only way to escape alive.
Even if the possibility is only one percent, it is far higher than the success rate of escaping all the hunting of the organization.
As for the reason why I rejected you, Firstly, because you saved me and took me out of the main city, there is no need for me to put you in danger.
Secondly, you are of no use to me, so I have to devote my energy to protecting you."
"What a reasonable argument."
Mandala took a deep breath, "Isn't the reason why you left the organization because they ignore life?"
"Yes, it is indeed because they ignore life."
Fan nodded, "But I don't think it is wrong to transform people.
I once thought about it like you, but until now, I have figured out a lot of things.
We once made the mistake The sin is because we have no choice.
We have to do it, not because we want to do it.”
"If we don't do some things, we will die.
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I don't want to die.
I never want to.
I want to live.
And living is destined to face some things, some things I don't want to face, but I have to face them.
The right thing.”
"I want to make changes, but change requires power.
And in order to gain power, I have to complete the tasks assigned by the organization.
This is an endless loop.
It is true that I feel pain for the sins I have caused, but this It’s a process that I have to go through.
The person I used to be is not Understand these principles.
But now, when I leave the organization, when I am no longer an angel of death, when I look at all this as a free person, I find that if I choose again, I will still do that.
Because only then can I survive until now.”
Fan let out a sigh of relief.
He didn't expect that he would say so many words in one breath.
"Then you mean you don't actually hate the organization."
"I don't know."
Fan shook his head gently, "We all exist because of the organization.
They used us, but they also raised us.
Some people died in their conspiracy.
I am very angry, but I can only I can be angry because those who died existed because of the organization.
I didn’t know whether I should resist or not, and I also knew that I was unable to resist at all.
But until you took me out of the main city, I stopped from the nuclear explosion.
Having survived, I have a new choice.”
“I’m going to come back to the organization eventually and I have something to prove to them.”
"You have to prove it to the organization."
Mandala suddenly smiled, so sarcastically, "Do you know how powerful this is?"
"I will have this power."
Fan's expression was calm, but his tone was extremely firm.
"Ha, a modified person who has left the organization and can no longer get the genetic enhancement fluid," Mandala almost laughed out loud.
"You know, this is the biggest difference between you and me."
Fan suddenly shook his head.
"I will take you away, and I will not blame you for what happened.
Until you die from your injuries, or you recover as before.
You saved my life, and I will save yours.
Other than that, we have no relationship whatsoever." ” After finishing speaking, Fan closed his eyes tightly, as if he had lost everything while talking to her.
In the dark night, Mandala stared at Fan's cold and hard face.
She realized that she didn't actually understand him, or she didn't understand him at all.
She couldn't help but think of what Jeff once said, "A hundred people."
There are a hundred Brahmans in his eyes.”
The complexity of this man may be something that she will never be able to understand, and she knew that everything Fan said tonight was more for himself than for her.
His own words only helped him to strengthen certain beliefs invisibly.
This man was different from anyone else he had seen.
She once wanted to try to influence Fan, but it was only now that she realized how ridiculous her thoughts were, and at this moment, she actually wavered in her previous thoughts.
Mandala sighed softly, and she began to regret some of the decisions she had made.
From time to time, the screams of wild beasts can be heard in the deserted countryside, and the bright moonlight hangs high in the sky.
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It will not change its trajectory due to anything in the world.
It is a high existence, eternal and stubborn, just like the angel of death standing on it.
Those at the top of the pyramid.
"Sir, the team that captured Mandala was wiped out."
A major general lowered his head respectfully.
"Fan" the adult standing with his hands behind his hands said softly, "It seems that I really underestimated you."
"Sir, what should we do now?
Do we really want to give up on arresting him?"
"Haha," the adult smiled softly, "why not?
Since we have found a more suitable existence than him, then he is meaningless to us."
Yang Feng held his head high, and the corners of his mouth curved in a proud arc.
Behind the glass in front of him, a body lay quietly in a culture chamber full of cell activity-enhancing fluid.
"I'm really curious if you can meet again, haha."
As Yang Feng finished speaking, the being who had been sleeping in the culture tank suddenly opened his eyes.
A layer of insect beetles with a dense and almost perfect structure, as hard as metal, was tightly wrapped around it.
His unusually developed muscles: