A woman of great figure stood next to the underground bunker with a strange symbol on her face, and beside her was a mecha that had been cut into pieces of metal, bursts of lightning erupting from the cracks.

With a stretch of her hand, she pulled out the guards of the Ancient Iron City from the mech.

"Don't-don't kill me!"

The guard stared at the frightened woman as she twisted her neck, her face almost touching the tip of her nose.

Her cervical spine made a "click" sound, and a swarthy, shiny claw slid lightly across her face.

"Hehe- tell me, where is the key to the central flight control room?"

The glamorous woman grinned and opened her mouth, and a slender tongue suddenly poked out and licked the guard's face quickly.

"I—I don't know! I'm just a guard...... Don't kill me! ”

The guard's adrenaline soared instantly, and the moment his tongue licked his cheeks, he was already frightened by this woman, and his body was struggling in pain.

"Really? Then you don't seem to be of much use. ”

The guard's pupils dilated, reflecting a dark shadow.

"Ah——!h There was a terrible scream, and his neck was severed by a black blade.

"Sa!"

The beautiful woman shook her head, stretched out her long, snake-like tongue again, and curled up the scattered splattered blood with unparalleled speed until the last drop fell into her mouth.

She smacked her lips, two lightning-bolt glances in a circle.

Inside the huge passage, the walls and the ground were covered with bullet marks and blood stains, and a metal wall was twisted by a huge force, and the black surface was "sparkling", apparently made by extremely powerful explosives.

The corpses of the dead guards were scattered all over the passage, and an entire mechanized squad of 17 guards were killed by this femme fatale.

But she wasn't happy at all.

Because, until the last guard fell, she couldn't ask for the whereabouts of the key.

How could she know that at this moment, thirty meters deep underground, there was an old man hiding in his hand, and he was holding a hexagonal prismatic transparent key tightly in his hand.

The deafening alarm bells in the hallway rang loudly, flashing with a dazzling red light.

The woman looked at the stairs at the end of the hallway, wondering if she should go up and have a look, and ask a few more people.

Her metal heel spun in an elegant arc, trampling the corpses of the dead guards, shaking off a few bullets embedded deep in her black armor and heading down the stairs.

With a wave of his hand, the black light of Jian's claws flashed, cutting the cable on the wall, the red light was immediately extinguished, and the alarm bell was dumb.

She didn't understand that it would be so easy to take out the guards, they wouldn't be vulnerable at all.

Obviously, she alone can clean up these people, why did she send six hounds at once, including the new black armor man?

As one of the 12-pillar hounds, Tracer "The Bloodthirsty" has great confidence in herself.

The silver-masked Emperor of the Ancient Iron City came to her mind, and the ordinary guards of this place had no killing value other than him.

In her opinion, this time, the six hounds were dispatched under the leadership of the old man of the Obsidian Society, just to take down a floating city, and there was no need to make such a big move.

Even the high-level cultivators of "Ispartine" would tremble in front of all the 12-pillar hounds.

She thinks that for the sake of the organization's plan, isn't this a bit of a fuss?

It wasn't until the light in the passage in front of her dimmed, and after the dim moonlight shone, that she suddenly realized that she had come to the streets of the ancient iron city.

She paused for a moment, but she didn't expect to go around the underground facility and return to the surface.

Fierce battles continued in the streets, with the sound of violent explosions in the firelight, and the sparks crackling and shining as searing streams of projectiles flew across the chariots.

A winged vanguard burst into enemy lines, grabbed a soldier and flew into the air, only to be shot down by a stream of bullets, and both fell to the ground howling.

Just as she had just ascended the stairs to the ground, she suddenly felt a figure flash in front of her.

"Huo Huo - it's a cultivator!"

Feeling the distinctive aura, Trace's energy exploded instantly.

"Good opportunity! Finally met someone who could be an opponent! ”

Trist was overjoyed, and the excitement of killing arose.

Her muscles tensed with excitement, and her body shook, leaving only an afterimage, and she chased after her.

The five fingers of his left hand turned into black claws and suddenly stretched out on his arm, and the figure was not fast enough to leap on the eaves, almost within reach.

"Huh?!"

"Impossible!"

Her black claws suddenly stopped about half a meter away from the young man, and she was about to catch the other party, but she couldn't move for half a minute.

"Mole ant, die." A voice rang out.

She was taken aback, only to feel a strong sense of majesty coming to her face.

When the young man with long black hair turned around, and his emaciated pale face came into view, Dressett no longer had the excitement she had before.

Despite being called the "Bloodthirsty", she is not so keen on her own blood.

The expression that was excited a second ago froze in an instant, and the other party was smiling.

Then, the terrifying killing intent was transmitted from her vertebrae into her brain!

The last thing that appeared in Trist's pupils was her own dark claws!

"Uhh——!h

With a flash of blackness, her claws severed her neck, her head hung low, and a splash of red liquid sprayed on the opposite wall, her body collapsed to the ground, and she was instantly lifeless.

Under the washing of the blue spiritual flame, Trist's body instantly turned into ashes.

She didn't even have a chance to show her ability, so she became Zhuge Yun's subordinate revenant, and in the other party's hand, there was an extra spirit core of good quality.

Zhuge Yun rushed all the way to the castle of the Faceless God of War, and he felt Joyna's breath, which was in that place.

He didn't use the ability to fly because he felt the suppression of the anti-gravity device, and his movements were not very smooth, and of course, he also felt another powerful aura.

It's the "blood spirit" with the silver mask.

Gu Tiecheng and the Obsidian Hunting Regiment were fighting fiercely, but he didn't pay attention to it at all. When you encounter a mutant who stops him or shoots at him, you can just flick your little thumb and kill him with one hit.

Sometimes, he would even rush into the whirlpool of fierce conflicts between the two sides, and the spiritual power balls around him were like shining elves, and the flying bullets were always around him under the pressure of the strong field, and the speed of flight became extremely slow.

"Rahu Spirit-Loving Body!"

Zhuge Yun made a decisive move.

A terrifying burst of energy erupted, erupting from the center of his burning body, extending outward to an area of a radius of 100 meters.

Layers of spiritual power were overwhelming, enveloping the town, and even the wind and clouds in the sky were shocked by this huge power.

Although there were not many people who were shrouded in the invisible net, the spiritual power nodes in each net were swallowing the living energy and continuously sending it to him.

For a moment, all the energy in this place was swallowed into the stomach by the endless giant mouth, and everything around seemed to stop.

Terror!

A silent sense of inhibition ensued.

Can't hear the sub. The sound of the bounce against the walls and the metal, the fire that erupted, and the screams and invectives were gone. Although the devouring of spiritual power only lasted for a short three seconds, in the next five minutes, the town was as empty as if it were an outer vacuum universe.

Voiceless!

A silent aura of terror spreads.

The fire was extinguished in an instant, the embers of the explosion were gone, and all the energy of the living living organisms was swallowed up by Zhuge Cloud Whale.

The defenders of the Ancient Iron City fell to their knees in languishing, their bodies twitching with difficulty, foaming at the mouth, and the mighty chariots and mechs could no longer let out a frantic roar.

The Obsidian Hunter Corps mutants who have been drained of their energy are also in a difficult situation at this time, no, it should be said that their physical changes are even more bizarre than those of human soldiers.

Countless Winged Pioneers and Screamers fell to the ground, and Screamers turned into howlers.

The Black Yao disciples and xenologous infected people hiding in the alleyways held their heads in their hands and let out painful screams, and the black evil energy instantly made their abnormal bodies swell, and their muscles and flesh grew almost uncontrollably.

Without the restraint of the power of the black evil, their cells seem to be uncontrolled, devouring wildly within the body's tissues, until they completely break through the boundaries of their skin and become like a walking corpse.

Some people have lost even basic sanity.

Crawling like a lame reservoir dog, his face and body full of blood and fluids oozing from all over his scarred face and body, and his throat constantly making ho-ho sounds.

But Zhuge Yun knew that these people had long been hopeless.

Only a small percentage of people can withstand the test of mutated genes, which is why the ancient Jidu people would use spiritual power to strengthen their bodies.

They believe they have found a way to counter the genetic aggression of the old dominators, psychics.

However, practitioners are in the minority after all, and it is like being infected by a parasite, and this is not the key to unlocking the evolutionary genes. The symptoms of most commonly infected people are severe necrosis of the limbs, high fever that does not go away, disturbance of the speech center, and considerable excess appetite.

What's even more terrifying is that they seem to be hyperactive, with increasingly violent tendencies.

All human beings who have come into contact with the aberrant cells will sooner or later become the blood food of the old dominators. And the lowest blood food is not irrational, they are like zombies, relying on instinct to hunt food, just to meet the excess metabolism in the body, constantly replenish food, and convert it into energy.

Zhuge Yun obviously knows better, these things are the "beast tide" that the ancient Jidu people feared the most, once it happens, it will be irreparable.

And in front of ......

This is literally hell on earth, and all living beings can see that floating figure in the air—robes fluttering, black hair hunting, like an ancient demon venerable.

Zhuge Yun's eyes were full of scarlet, and he smiled fiercely, and his violent posture appeared from his body again.

"Not good!"

He seemed to get a little carried away, and the string in his head suddenly shuddered.

Awakened, his mind as clear as a mirror.

No, no more power to dominate!

Blood, killing, mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, devouring, consciousness annihilation, and then being dominated, the surging energy absorbed fills the majestic sea of spiritual consciousness.

He couldn't let that happen again.

Finally falling to the ground, his scarlet eyes recovering the darkness and depth of the ancient well, scanning the mess of the town.

The hill was just two kilometers away, and above the majestic castle, the red and white colors changed alternately, and Zhuge Yun felt a huge energy reaction stirring there.

Ahead, there was a white expanse of snow, and visibility was less than 10 meters.

He couldn't see his surroundings at all, but the Faceless God of War could feel that the red-haired woman was somewhere beside him, but it was difficult to catch her.

"Burn them all to me!"