Lona's body, clinging to the wilderness, slowly retreated, until he was sure that he was completely out of the other's sight, then he stood up and ran quickly to a place in his memory.

The one-legged man gave Luo a faint palpitation, which proved that the other party was a high-level ability. If they meet alone in the dark night, Luo is sure enough to use his patience to grind each other to death little by little.

But it's daylight, and Oster has eight fellow Adepts.

Five minutes to get there, ten minutes to find it, another ten minutes to get its body tissue and devour it, and the last five minutes to rush back.

Luo ran across the wilderness, his black pupils flickering rapidly, calculating like a precision instrument.

In the predetermined time, he finally stood in this area that even the wilderness mob tide was far away from.

It was a small swamp, the swamp had dried up completely, and the dark mud had already cracked into irregular gray clumps of mud under the intense rays.

This parched swamp is the territory of the fifth-order amoeba mutant worm. This parasite, which was insignificant in the old times, began to mutate in great strides in the wilderness where almost anything could happen, and finally became this terrifying existence that could be transformed at will.

Transfiguration, invisibility, raiding, eating, metamorphosing again, invisibility.

The predatory mode of amoebic mutant worms is simple and efficient.

In order to quickly release the unique scent of humans to lure the other party into taking the bait, Luo has removed the blanket from his body, revealing white and tender skin that is not inferior to Panis.

Lowe was not afraid of radiation, and before he took her into the Colosseum, the radiation that was enough to cost most people their lives had lost its lethality to him. Most of those with abilities above the third order have some immunity to radiation.

He slowly descended to the center of the swamp, which was so dead silent that not even a single insect could be found. For low-level mutated creatures, this swamp is an absolute dead place.

The cracked mud crevices around Luo had begun to flow a dark and viscous liquid like crude oil, with a pungent smell that was common to most mutated creatures in the wilderness.

Luo looked down at the black viscous liquid that had gradually soaked his feet, and gently lifted his legs.

The liquid was extremely viscous, and the slender sticky filaments were pulled up, but there was no sign of breaking. The liquid spread rapidly along Lona's bare feet and into his calves, covering his entire body in the blink of an eye.

Luo's thin body stood there, as if he was wearing a black tight-fitting leather coat. As the liquid spread and solidified rapidly, a strong feeling of suffocation hit his brain.

The gray and white mud in front of him began to slowly bulge, and a body as pale as a giant eyeless frog slowly emerged from the ground.

The body has a wide mouth and clawed hands, but the part that should be the nose has a ball of short pink tentacles, like the tentacles of squid in the old days, densely covered with hideous suction cups.

Sixth-order amoeba mutant worm!

The vast majority of the amoeba mutant worm's massive body was still buried in the barren swamp, and only a small part of its body's feeding organs stood in front of Luo.

After devouring Luo, it should be able to stop worrying about food again in the short term.

The black mucus spit out by the amoebic mutant worm is extremely tough, and it is absolutely difficult to break free with the strength of both hands.

The mutant worm's pink tentacles danced messily in the air, and slowly parted towards the periphery, revealing a bright red sharp flesh thorn beneath the tentacles.

The flesh thorns rose high above the boy's head, which had been firmly attached, and the sharp spikes were aimed at the center of the boy's skull.

An excited roar faintly came from the ground, and the high-raised flesh thorns suddenly stabbed down quickly towards the top of Luo's head.

The viscous black liquid that wrapped around Luo's body suddenly appeared in front of his chest, and a titanium dagger with a cold glow stretched out, and the sharp blade slashed through the flesh thorns that were already piercing.

The swamp, roaring with rage from the pain, began to churn violently, and the viscous liquid on Luo's body quickly receded like a tide, and the ground he was on was lifted high by the huge body that writhed wildly underground.

Luo reached out and grabbed the half-inch-long flesh thorn that had been cut off by the dagger, and with the momentum of lifting the ground under his feet, he kicked his bare feet towards the ground fiercely, and his body was already bouncing high, and he jumped out of the churning swamp area.

He landed without the slightest hesitation, and after shoving the slimy flesh thorn in his hand into his mouth, he unleashed all his speed and began to flee the swamp.

The ground behind Luo continued to rumble muffly, and large chunks of the ground were lifted up, as if some kind of behemoth was chasing the boy who was fleeing quickly, and a thick rancid smell filled the entire swamp.

The rapidly rising ground didn't catch up with Lowe before he ran out of the swamp, and he stood at the edge of the swamp, looking back at the swamp that had slowly calmed down.

In less than a month, this amoeba mutant worm had actually risen to the sixth order! The pace of elimination in the wilderness has accelerated.

Lowe bent down to pick up the blanket he had left on the edge of the swamp and put it back on her, turning and running in the direction of the baby girl.

He didn't have time to dwell on this sixth-order mutant worm, let alone find a place to sit down and slowly devour and absorb the worm's transformation ability. He ran as fast as he could, stabbing down the meat in his mouth that had been chewed to a pulp.

The digestive system in Luo's body has run to its limits, food is broken down rapidly, and new gene fragments are extracted, analyzed, screened, and recombined.

As the genes from the mutated wriggling flesh thorns were completely devoured, the unusually thick, tightly intertwined gene chain in Luo's body finally unlocked a pair again.

With the unlocking of the new gene sequence, Luo Xin's ability appeared, derived from the ability of the amoeba mutant worm, and the body was shaped!

In fact, in Luo's heart, he was more repulsed by the worm's ability to shape. His abilities and thoughts have gradually changed, but if he loses his human form, can he still be called a human?

In order to be able to save the baby girl who depended on him from the hands of the high-level supernatural beings, Luo had no choice.

What he was praying for now was that the one-legged guy wouldn't be a quick gunslinger who didn't look good and didn't use it. As for the Night Mercenary Squad that was used for sacrifice.

Lowe would give them a dignified funeral and have all the members of the Rotten Wolf Hire Squad accompany them to the funeral.

Fili, the fireman of the Night Squad, is a mid-tier ability that unlocks three pairs of genetic sequences, including Strength Boost, Accurate Shooting, and Night Vision.

Strength enhancement and accurate shooting are essential abilities for owners of thermal weapons. A qualified firefighter must be able to hold the weapon in his hand and be able to shoot at the target.

On top of the wilderness, with the exception of the mutated wilderness mobs with night vision, night vision is the most basic and one of the necessary abilities for wilderness mercenaries.

After all, the night is the scariest time in the wilderness. And this new era that I don't know where to go, the gray-white sun that is still panting, and the time that hangs in the sky is getting shorter and shorter.

Fili's ability is reasonable, at least satisfying the minimum requirements for a mercenary squad fireman.

"Are you ready to die? Despicable blacks! ”

Blaise, with his long, light brown hair as curly as a sheep's fluff, was the first to step forward, opting for Filip, who held only one sniper* in his hand.

Blaze was a burly white man, and the difference in skin color gave him an inexplicable hatred for Fili, who had black skin.

The most effective way to eliminate hatred is to destroy the object of hatred completely.

It's all as a fireman, and Blaise doesn't pay attention to Fili, who also unlocks three pairs of genetic sequences. The benefits of being attached to a large family are that in addition to being able to obtain gene unlocking potions, there are also more advanced and sophisticated equipment.

Therefore, Blaise did not enhance his night vision, he took the third pair of unlocked genetic sequences to enhance his speed.

In the wilderness, sometimes running away is also a very effective means of survival.

"Fili, you take a break."

Panis understood that Fili, whose face was covered in blood, was clearly unfit to fight immediately, and she bent down and pulled a dagger from William's waist, who was lying in a pool of blood, and blocked it in front of Fili.

The dagger is one of the standard equipment of mercenaries, and her dagger has been given to Luo, so she has to borrow it from this companion who has returned to the wilderness.

"Boss, I'm the Elder of the Night!"

Filip raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face and walked past Panis to stand across from Blaise.

If Panis were to play, her opponent would be Oster instead of Blaise on the other side. And if Panis loses, Fili probably won't even have a chance to play.

No one is stupid to survive in the wilderness, and although Fili doesn't know what happened to Panis and the boy with the magnetic voice, the night is unconventionally stranded here, presumably waiting for the boy's return.

Fili hadn't seen the battle between Luo and the mutant wolf king, and he didn't know what the shy boy was. But he was observant, and in his brief contact with Lowe, he never seemed to see the boy show a panicked or frightened expression.

Even in the face of the mob that passed by, the boy's face was always as calm as water.

Therefore, Fili chose to fight, and if he could hold on for one more second, Panis would suffer one less second of torture and insults, and Lo would have one more second to rush back.

That's enough!

Filip didn't pull out his dagger, but instead faced Blaise with his bare hands, who was stronger than himself.

The jet-black triangular thorn in Blaise's hand flew quickly, and he glanced at Auster behind him, and saw that the other party's face did not seem to show the slightest impatience, so he simply threw the thorn in his hand to his feet.

Gaining even the slightest favor of Oster would allow him to reap enough benefits in the days to come.

", since you want to taste the taste of fists, then I will satisfy you!"

Blaise moved his arm, which was thicker than Low's thigh, to meet Fili, and suddenly punched Fili's still bleeding right cheek.

Fili didn't seem to expect such a quick punch, and Blaize's massive punch slammed into his cheek, causing his burly body to involuntarily take several steps back before he could barely stand on his feet.

"How? , fists taste wonderful, right? ”

Blaise didn't chase down the stumbling Filip, and since his captain had plenty of patience, he was happy to show his hands on this rare opportunity.

Filip spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly moved his jaw. Fortunately, the jaw was not dislocated despite the pain.

"Do you know what the purpose of the night is? White-skinned pig! ”

Filipe faced Blaise again, and his right leg suddenly kicked out, kicking straight into the opponent's lower abdomen.

But before the tip of his kicked foot could touch Blaitze's body, the opponent's muscular left arm had already blocked his toe, and then his right hand flew up and slammed into the joint of Fili's raised right leg.

Filip's swarthy face twisted, and a piercing pain came from his right leg, and his feet went so weak that he fell headlong into the sand.

The beads of sweat on his forehead slipped down in big drops, and his mouth let out a suppressed low roar, but he didn't scream.

Blaze's punch shattered the joint of his right leg.

"I'm not interested in knowing the purpose of the Night, but I know what I like best!"

Blaise flew up and kicked Fili's chest, struggling to get up, and once again kicked the burly black mercenary far away.

Panis bit her lip tightly, the knuckles of her dagger were faintly white, and her eyes were filled with anger.

But she didn't step forward to stop Blaitze. She is a mercenary, and since she has chosen the way to fight, she will abide by the rules of battle.

It's the glory of a mercenary, and it's what keeps her alive in this hellish wilderness!