Annihilate the Sect!

This name Feng Bei had only heard once, and it was rarely mentioned in religious history classes within the Obedience Sect. Unlike the obedience sects that believe in the Holy Light, the Annihilation Sect believes in shadows, and most of its teachings are related to destruction and annihilation, and its style is very crazy, and it is a first-class cult in every aspect.

Even so, Feng Bei also knew that this Annihilation Sect should be very remarkable, because in the sect library before, Feng Bei accidentally looked up the information of the Annihilation Sect, and most of the things written in it were unknown, but he could read the deep joy and pride of the recorder from those records.

This shows that even for a behemoth like the Obedience Sect, defeating the Annihilation Sect is a very exciting and proud thing, which confirms how strong the other party really is.

According to the records, the Annihilation Sect should have been completely wiped out, and not a single of the cultists escaped, and even heard that the divine fire of the evil god they believed in was extinguished by the Holy Light God himself! It stands to reason that the gods are all hiccuped, and the Annihilation Sect should not be able to resurrect again, but the Blood Scythe King said conclusively that their organization has reached a cooperation with the other party, so the question is:

Is there an error in the information within the obedience sect, or is there some new cult that has pulled up their tiger skin in the name of annihilating the sect?

In order to confirm this, Feng Bei pretended to say to the Blood Scythe King:

"Isn't that right? I heard that the Annihilation Sect has been completely wiped out, how can you cooperate with them? Could it be that you just found a small cult to impersonate in order to put gold on your face?"

Hearing this, the Blood Scythe King seemed to be greatly insulted, and it suddenly became excited and said loudly:

"How can we do such boring things? How can an ordinary little cult produce a large number of 'voluntary sacrifice' followers?!

Emissary of Hallownest, it's normal for you to have doubts about this, but naturally I won't talk nonsense, and now I will prove to you that everything I said is true!"

After speaking, the Blood Scythe King lifted the two Blood Scythes and slashed a blood-colored cross in the air, which was not an attack, but more like a 'signal', which only flashed in mid-air and disappeared.

This action should have consumed a lot of energy from the Blood Scythe King, and it fell down panting, and said a little weakly:

"I've activated the communication between us and the Annihilation Sect, and it won't be long before they'll be sending a few high-ranking cultists here.

Emissary of Hallownest, you only need to feel the power of those guys and you will be able to determine immediately if they are from the Annihilation Sect or not!"

It's not weak enough, if you get a little more tired, I'll kill you right away!

After silently estimating it in his heart, and finding that the success rate was still extremely low, Feng Bei put on a false smile and said to the Blood Scythe King with concern:

"Why are you doing this? I'm just casually asking, it's just a trivial matter, can you afford to spend so much energy to prove it?

"The Lau Nest Emissary cares, but it's okay. ”

The Blood Scythe King gently swung its tentacles to signal that it was okay, and it smiled:

"I'm going to follow my 'colleagues', and the little energy on my body can be used as much as I can before I die, and it's a waste if I don't use it anyway. ”

"Colleagues?"

Repeating in confusion, Feng Bei's face changed, and he asked in surprise:

"You...... You actually call the human researchers who have transformed you 'colleagues'?!

You mean, you are not a relationship between the transformer and the transformed, but a partnership?

You're one of the researchers, too, or was you a human?!"

Because he was too surprised, Feng Bei asked a series of questions, and the Blood Scythe King smiled and said softly:

"No, I'm just a praying mantis, I've always been a praying mantis since I was born, and I've never changed my race, but that doesn't stop me from being a researcher. My relationship with those human researchers is both that of the modifier and the modified, and that it is also a cooperative relationship, and we are working together for the realization of the 'mass production of high-order modifiers' project. ”

"This ......"

Rao is Feng is well-informed, and he was also shocked at this time and couldn't speak, and it took a while to organize his language and ask:

"You're a caged subject, subjected to all sorts of inhumane experiments, and in this case, you're not very much of the researchers, calling them 'colleagues', or even thinking of yourself as one of the researchers?

What's the difference between you and a roast chicken in the oven and a chef calling you brothers? Surely you have been brainwashed and fooled?"

Wind Sorrow's words were hard to hear, but the Blood Scythe King showed no signs of anger, it shook its head with a smile, and said:

"Bringer of the Hallownest, why do you think that the reformed must be unhappy?

I used to be just an ordinary praying mantis, living a day that could be eaten in the next second, and even if I was lucky enough not to be eaten, my lifespan was only nine months, which is the so-called 'cockroach does not know spring and autumn'!

Biomodification has indeed caused me great pain, but what is the pain compared to the great horror between life and death? How can I hate the researchers who have literally prolonged my life and allowed me to live for nine years without dying?"

has never thought about transforming the relationship between the two parties from this perspective, and Feng Bei was silent for a while, completely speechless. As if he had fallen into his own world, the Blood Scythe King's hideous face showed a look of remembrance, and said:

"Not only that, but in order to prolong my life as much as possible, I would tell the researchers every feeling in my own experiments truthfully and in detail, so that they could get the most accurate information.

Later, I learned to give advice to the researchers based on my own physical sensations to get their experiments in the right direction, and then I read through many books, gained a lot of knowledge, and even started to make my own renovation plans, and then asked the researchers to assist me in the experiments.

Of course, I also became one of the researchers, and I am still not low-level, and I guess the size of the group leader. ”

didn't know what to say, Feng Bei had to comment dryly:

“...... It's an inspirational story. ”

"Inspirational? I don't think so. ”

The Blood Scythe King said calmly:

"Hallownest bringer, you enjoy the abundant resources in Hallownest, and you don't have to worry about your lifespan, you may not have a deep understanding, but please believe me, any creature with a tenfold chance of extending your life is in front of you, and they will work as hard as I do. ”

"Well, maybe you're right. ”

Feng Bei nodded:

"However, your life is so hard-won, you don't live well, why do you want to commit suicide and follow your colleagues? Even if you don't have the kind of harmful relationship I thought, you are just 'colleagues', and it's worth it?"

"If it's just an ordinary colleague, of course it's not worth it, but I'm different, my life was given by my colleagues. ”

The Blood Scythe King sighed lowly:

"After becoming a member of the experimental team, as technical difficulties were overcome, my relationship with those researchers became better and better, and we cheered, excited, carnivaled, and drunk for every breakthrough, and there was no racial barrier between each other.

Soon, under my leadership, we completed the final plan together, and decided to follow this, using me as a model, to transform me into 'Synth Zero'. ”

Speaking of this, the Blood Scythe King's face showed a look of extreme pain, and both Blood Scythes trembled slightly because they were too hard:

"I was so excited and arrogant that I forgot the caution and awe that a technician should have, and the final plan was flawed but not well documented.

Of course, not long after the experiment began, the monitoring data collapsed, my various physiological indicators began to be disordered, everything developed uncontrollably, and theoretically, I should have died at that time.

But I didn't die.

The leader of the experimental group made cheering gestures to me through the glass of the petri dish, shouting at me not to give up, and then he took off all his clothes and jumped directly into the petri dish. His flesh was drained in an instant, and his soul wandered into my body, acting as a 'processor' before dissipating, helping me to straighten out the vast amount of runaway energy in my body.

Of course, this is not enough, after him, those researchers who usually have a good relationship with me cheered me on one by one, smiled goodbye to me, and silently jumped into the petri dish and became one by one 'processors'!

Finally, by the time the hundredth researcher arrived, the processing power of the 'processor' was finally enough, my body stabilized, the energy was no longer overflowing, the experiment was successful, and I became the first fifth-level demonic beast to be artificially synthesized with 'low-level materials'.

But I'm not happy.

After crawling out of the petri dish, I didn't dare to raise my head, I didn't dare to look at the faces of the two remaining researchers, and I only felt shame, sadness, and loss.

Because of my complacency and frizziness, I buried the lives of a hundred colleagues. The most ridiculous thing is that I, who deserved to die the most, survived in the end.

One of the only two remaining researchers slapped me.

Eboca pointed at me, cursed, and swore that he would never forgive me, and left the camp without looking back;

Erna told me that I had to sacrifice so much to succeed, and that I had to live well, experience every bit of change in this body, record detailed data and technical details, sort out these achievements, and hand them over to more powerful organizations to carry forward them so that they could prove that 'we' had come, and then ran after Eboca's back.

In a few seconds, Erna came back to me, and she came up to me and whispered to me:

I forgot to tell you that I will never forgive you.

After that, she was really gone.

From that moment on, I felt that it was really boring to live. ”