As Su was about to leave, he suddenly stopped, and what caught his attention was the sound of the night wind churning the print.

In the pile of corpses in the clearing, a corner of a book was exposed, which seemed very abrupt.

Su slowly untied the bandage on her right hand, and her long, slippery fingers lightly touched the cover of the book before slowly pulling it out from under the corpse. It is a palm-sized booklet, about a centimeter thick, with a beautifully crafted black hard cover, and on it is the title of the book in gilded Gothic script: The Book of Revelation.

Turning the cover open, the title page was written in beautiful and ornate flowers: "May the lost traveler rest in peace from now on." ”

The signature is: Oberen.

Sue closed the book of revelation, placed it in front of the pile of corpses, and disappeared into the night.

In the night, thirteen men marched like wolves in the wilderness. And the real king of the night in this land, the pack of rotten wolves, seemed to smell the smell of danger and disappeared without a trace.

The hunter who had taken the lead suddenly stopped, carefully discerned the marks on the ground, sniffed in the wind, and said, "He has changed direction here." ”

Raikna looked in the direction of the hunter's finger, which was in the direction of K7, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Looks like our trap is going to work." ”

As if smelling blood, the wolves turned around and began to speed up slowly.

In the blink of an eye, the sky was getting brighter.

In the faint morning light, Sue saw the Falcon Manor a few kilometers away. Without the help of high-level vision enhancement, you can also see the twelve wooden stakes erected at the entrance of the manor, and the twelve bodies worn on the wooden stakes.

Su didn't pause, and still ran at a constant speed to the gate of the manor, and then stopped.

That night, the twelve rough men at the table stared at him with blazing eyes, all here. The fourth from the left is the leader of the Falcon, and it seems that the opponent does not look up to him because of the leader's size or first-order ability, but just randomly intervenes with everyone.

No one had ever been burned by the flames this time, but the pain didn't lessen much. The trail of blood flow from the stake had dried up, indicating that they were still alive when they were pierced through the stake from below.

All the houses on the estate were burned, littered with ashes and collapsed ruins. From time to time, sticking limbs could be seen in the rubble, and more were charred objects that were so black that they could not be discerned. Judging by the number of remnants, some of the old people, children and women were buried in the fire, while others were missing, whether they were driven away or died somewhere else.

Under the first stake on the left, there is a somewhat familiar black-covered apocalypse. When opened, the title page reads, "Immortality by ideals, salvation by return."

The signature is still Oberen, and the same beautiful and ornate lettering.

Sue caressed the name Oberen, and the sharp touch of her fingertips could even feel the stability and strength of that hand when she signed the name.

"Oberen......" Sue silently recited the name in her heart, putting the apocalypse back in its place.

His gaze fell on the falcon leader's feet. There was a wine bottle tilted upside down, and there was a small half-bottle of cloudy liquid in it. Judging by the style of the bottle and the logo that is no longer clearly visible, this should be a bottle of wine from an old era.

That night, when the falcon leader took out the bottle, there were only two-thirds left in the bottle. Half of this wine, which had entered Sue's mouth that night, had become the reward for a mission, and the other half was now in Sue's presence.

Sue walked towards the bottle. After only one step, he suddenly stopped, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked in all directions. Sue's chest began to tighten, his heart beat faster, the blood around his body couldn't stop flowing, and his body temperature was rising rapidly. And his short pale blonde hair kept undulating, as if it was being blown by the wind. And at the moment, there is no wind at all.

It's a feeling of extreme danger, and it's getting closer!

The cloudy liquor in the bottle suddenly boiled, and the bottle rose off the ground without warning, flying diagonally. As soon as half a meter was translated, the bottle was full of cracks, and then exploded!

In Su Bi's eyes, all the scenery was distorted, and there seemed to be several jet engines roaring at the same time in his ears, and the strong sound waves were distributed from dozens of ultra-low frequencies to hundreds of thousands of ultra-high frequencies, instantly hitting Su's body!

Hundreds of wounds appeared on the falcon leader's corpse in an instant, initially just thin and barely visible slits, but then opened and became countless wounds of varying depths. The Falcon Leader's blood had long since dried up, and as soon as the wound appeared, hundreds of pieces of carrion flew in the air, like pale or cyan moths. There were also many wounds on the corpses that were closer to him, but they were much less and shallower than those on the Falcon Leader. The farther away the corpse, the fewer scars there are on it.

However, Sue withstood almost all of the sonic damage! His cloak was shattered into hundreds, shreds of his clothes and bandages were flying in the air, the handguard of his rifle crackled and was covered with countless cracks, and even the sturdy barrel had many more blue-white scratches.

Like the Falcon Leader, Sue had hundreds of criss-crossing threads on his body. A large amount of plasma immediately gushed out of the thin line, and then the thin line opened, revealing the red and white flesh inside, and some of the staggered wounds, a whole piece of flesh fell off!

Su has become a bloody man in an instant!

Sue slowly lowered her arms to protect her face. At the moment when the mutation suddenly appeared, Su covered his head and face with his arms, but he couldn't care about anything else. His arms were covered with blood, only his face and eyes were still unharmed, but blood was beginning to ooze from the bandages on his ears, and his ears were too delicate for the onsonic attack.

Sue just stood, looking at where the bottle exploded. There was a circuit board no bigger than a fingernail, with charred edges. The deadly sound waves, as well as the life-sensing devices, are integrated into such a small and inconspicuous circuit board.

Such a trap, such a technology, Su has never seen before.

Su slowly raised his hand, grabbed the fragment of the wine bottle that only exposed one corner on his chest, and pulled out the fragment embedded in the sternum with the strength of his hand. As soon as he exerted his strength, a large amount of blood gushed out from his arms and half of his body, and the shiny red blood flowed down his body, forming a pool of blood at Su's feet.

The glass rubbed against the bones, making a sharp and piercing sound, and only then did he reluctantly break away from the flesh and blood in Sue's chest. This is the bottom of the bottle, and there is a pool of blood on it, stained with a little minced meat.

Sula lowered the bandage on her face and raised the bottom of the bottle to her mouth, stretching out her soft and flexible tongue to suck the blood mixed with the liquor on the bottom of the bottle. On the tip of his tongue came bursts of bloody sweetness, mixed with the strong smell of wine, and grains of minced meat.

And he drank it to the fullest, with wine, and with blood, and with flesh.

Sue leaned over and placed the clean bottom of the bottle at the Falcon Leader's feet. This cup of blood wine is the final payment for the mission he promised to falcons!

Su Bise's pupils became bottomless, and he leaned down, picked up the pieces of flesh on his body scattered on the ground one by one, and put them in his mouth piece by piece. He was very careful, and he didn't let go of even the slightly larger meat foam. In the end, Su Fu was on the edge of the pool of blood formed by his own blood, like a beast, licking and eating his own blood one by one!

Su needs physical strength, and physical strength comes from food, and the best food at this time is his own flesh and blood.

When Sue stood up again, all that remained on the ground was a dark soil. He was no longer bleeding, but the hundreds of wounds were still slightly open like small mouths, and the wounds turned out of the white flesh.

The whole world was silent to Sue. His ears could no longer hear anything, the world in front of him flashed with different colors from time to time, and the thousands of nerves in his mind were jumping endlessly, tearing and painful. Still, he smelled danger in the sudden wind.

Su tore apart the clothes that could no longer be tattered, and then pulled them into strips of cloth, and wrapped two pieces of ceramic shrapnel around his body one after the other, barely covering some of the wounds. He dropped all his equipment, took only twenty handmade rounds with him, and picked up his rifle.

Instead of fleeing into the distance, Sue greeted the wolves.

At this moment, he is not only a wounded lone wolf, but also a mercenary who has taken over the task.

The wolves on the march suddenly stopped. The electronics expert held on to the headphones, listened patiently for a moment, looked up and said, "Someone triggered my trap." ”

At this time, the team was only 40 kilometers away from the trap of the Falcon headquarters. Raikna's eyes flashed with the sharp light of the wolf preying on the former Senhan, and he immediately made a decision and ordered everyone to march towards the Falcon headquarters as quickly as possible, and then took the lead with Oberion and Rigore, and rushed to the Falcon headquarters first.

An hour later, the wolves had gathered at the Falcon headquarters, and there was so much to surprise them. The biochemist was busy collecting the dirt stained with Sue's blood, and using a magnifying glass to search for every possible piece of meat. Surprisingly, the amount of blood and minced flesh at the scene was really pitiful, but after all, there were still remnants. With the advanced detection methods of the Dark Dragoon, the number of these samples is sufficient.

"The intruders were found, but they were all dead." Biochemists announced.

This news still made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, everyone present understood the terrible nature of the invaders to slaughter everything, although they came for this, and they are all quite capable, but they are not yet able to grasp the channels and ways of infection of the invaders, and they are a little uneasy to face the living body directly.

The biochemist briefly examined the samples he had taken with a portable device he carried with them, and as expected, the samples were full of dead invaders and the remains of other cells. After preliminary staining, the cells of the dead invaders are filled with countless broken genetic fragments, which cannot be restored at all, and there is no way to know the true face of the invaders.