[Detected that the host is devouring key characters in the plot, and the plot identity transfer work begins......

Due to the fact that the host is currently outside the main timeline and the current space-time stability is poor, if it moves completely freely, it will bring too much load or trauma to the development of the world. Therefore, if the host decides to replace the drama, it must act within the prescribed criteria and boundaries; If the host gives up this devour, they will be compensated for a certain amount of dù perk points.

Please make your choice. ]

“w～t～f？！”

Mercer was furious to discover that his devouring process had indeed been contained, and he cursed - the result of this was that the wound in his mouth that had not healed burst open again, causing him to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

It's really a scolding.

"It's on (forget it)...... It's all teased all the construction sites (to this point), and even if there is a banhuai (what else can I do)......" he said depressedly, spitting out a few more mouthfuls of blood that had already accumulated in his mouth, and then consciously agreed to the first plan.

The interrupted devour began again, and unlike before, this time it was accelerated several times over. Feeling the flow and absorption of flesh, the healing of injuries on his body, and the slight strengthening of the various parts of the viral tissue, Mercer couldn't help but smile happily - maybe one day he would be obsessed with this feeling.

After all, the spirit is also based on matter, and it has become the original form, and it is naturally impossible to think from the perspective of an ordinary otaku in the past, and the act of killing people everywhere and devouring them may become one of his forms of entertainment.

[Detection that the host has taken over the identity of the plot, i.e., the first option is executed.]

The guidelines to be noted are as follows: 1. Your behavior must not deviate from the identity of this plot by more than 40%.

2. Do not kill any of the three [Zero], [Renata], and [Herzog].

Third, you need to temporarily reach a cooperative relationship with Herzog until the "Death of the Swan" plan begins

Fourth, you need to help [Zero] and [Renata] escape from Black Swan Harbor and make them survive

5. You must not expose your identity to anyone other than [Zero] and [Renata].

Special reminder: the deviation value is basically calculated by the result of the event, if the result of a major event is the same as the original plot, the difference between the action in the process and the original plot will only cause a very small deviation value.

The above rules are only binding in this plane, and forcible violations will result in a new punishment.

The system and a great depository have the final right to interpret the above regulations. ］

“……”

In the face of this large list of regulations, Mercer said...... Isn't it just not to change the main plot?! I need to write so much to make up the word count...... Huh? What is the word count? I think of something amazing......

Ahem, in short, after roughly understanding the meaning of the system, Mercer changed into Bondarev's appearance, dusted off the wind and snow on his coat, and then walked into the deep tunnel in front of him.

There's something ------------ called the dividing line--------

"Click-click-click-"

The black elevator made a sound as it worked, and the red lights flickered and flickered, making it seem a little incongruous in the silence of the huge ice cave.

"Looks like a guest is coming."

Dr. Herzog raised an eyebrow, then pulled out a Maclov pistol from his bosom, weighed it a few times, loaded it, and pointed it in the direction of the elevator.

"Bang-"

The elevator reached the lowest floor, and the roar echoed through the ice cave. If it was the first time Bondarev had actually arrived, he would have rolled over and left the elevator hall - but now Mercer.

"Good evening, Dr. Herzog."

He walked out indifferently and slowly, with a graceful smile on his face—and directly in front of him, Herzog had a gentle smile, but the muzzle of his gun was always locked on Mercer's heart.

"Please stop, it's rude to come uninvited."

Herzog raised the muzzle of his gun, and then motioned for him to stop—for Mercer was already nearly ten meters away from him, which was already a dangerous distance.

"If that's the case, then I can apologize." Mercer symbolically raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "I came here with the sincerity of cooperation. ”

"Oh? Cooperate? Herzog quietly took a closer look, "I'm sorry, Major Bondarev, I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just an ordinary scientist and orphanage, and this is just an ordinary gene pool on a barren ice field. Speaking of which, I am here tonight worrying about the fact that our great motherland is about to be divided. ”

"Don't be so vigilant, Dr. Herzog, I'm sure you understand the situation." Mercer still spoke softly, "Introduce yourself again; I am Bondarev, a KGB major, from Moscow, and a royal descendant of the Romanov dynasty. ”

"Are you kidding? I have only heard of Nastasia, the last princess of the Romanov dynasty. Herzog seemed to be a little interested, as if the undisguised killing intent before was also a little restrained.

"Indeed, it was my great-grandmother; But since there is still me as the imperial grandson, I can't be said to be the 'last' princess. "Of course, I know you'll not believe it, but the fact that I've found it means that I have some secrets about Rasputin—yes, the stick at the end of the tunnel that signed someone else's skull." ”

"That's really undeniable." Herzog politely motioned for him to continue, but it was not clear whether he meant "undeniable" that Mercer had the secrets of Rasputin or that Rasputin was a god.

"Rasputin was the Tsar's guest of honour and a close friend of Princess Nastasia, and he told my great-grandmother about this secret, and then passed it down to me." Mercer put on a proud smile appropriately, "I'm sure you've been discovering this place for a long time, so you know a lot about it—but I don't think you know a lot about it, just as you know a lot about it I don't know." So, you might as well exchange information with each other; Then, maybe we can talk a little bit about cooperation. ”

"Is that so? Sounds convincing. Herzog nodded noncommittally, and then the conversation between the two, please refer to the original book for details, and I won't continue to lie about the word count here......

"A qiē has a price, weapons, women, secrets, power, and even souls."

Mercer took the $200 million promissory note from the Swiss bank that Herzog had thrown back, and then said it according to the script.

"You say it very well, I have to admit, Major Bondarev, you do have a talent in language that ordinary people can't reach." Herzog did not answer his argument directly, but began to praise other eloquence. "You've won a prize." Mercer gently lifted the glass in his hand made of pure ice, which also contained the intoxicating red card vodka, "To be able to get such a good wine with words, I'm afraid this is the record I am most proud of." ”

has never been courteous for no reason, and the praise is just for the sake of slapping the face more loudly and thoroughly.

"A qiē has a price—what if it's a god?"

Herzog turned, then waved his arms in a frenzy, and several beams of white light shone on the mirror-smooth ice, allowing one to see through the ice at a glance.

"Can you sue me, God's price?!"

Mercer narrowed his eyes, and although he already knew what it was, he was also shocked at this moment.

Sealed in the ice was a huge pale blue skeleton, the tailbone slender as a snake, and the tip as sharp as the tip of a spear; The first half of the mysterious creature still has some flesh remaining, including scales covering its body, and the second half is only bones; Huge pale blue bone spurs grow along the spine, and when they reach the upper section, they extend into huge wings, and the tips of the wings even shimmer like diamonds.

The face is full of sharp bones, the pale eyes are glowing with marble, and the faint lines are even more beautiful.

No matter which part it is, whether it is only the broken scales or the lonely bones, it looks full of rhythm and beauty. If it's still alive, it's a work of art that will be handed down to the next generation.

However, even then it could not be turned into a harmless work of art.

Because it is a dragon, one of the four great monarchs, the king of the sea and water, once reigned supreme.

Even if it is now buried under the glacier.

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