Panis hadn't fought Angel in the wilderness, and the Caddivon family's soft-whipped sleeper hadn't hurt her as badly as she had been, and the other seemed to be one of the moor's mountains of rotting corpses.

Compared to the sleeper whose name she didn't know, Panis was clearly extremely lucky.

But that doesn't mean Panis is in a good mood, on the contrary, she's in a bad mood right now.

Alec survived the destruction, but the Night Mercenaries paid a heavy price.

Caroline left the night, Hiber was seriously wounded, Filip was in the air, and even Walker and Julius were languished by a massive overdraft of their mental power.

Walker, who hadn't taken a step from Alik's base, used the great bow in his hand to deprive quite a few of the Adepts of their lives. Of course, most of them were high- and mid-tier abilities attached to their families, and Walker's arrows couldn't break through the pliable skin of super-level abilities.

Walker's weak click break requires mental support.

The most expensive price paid by the entire Night Squad should be this Luo, who has locked himself in his room for a long time.

"We still have the right to refuse, refuse to hand over Yi, even if we exchange our lives!"

Panis sat down beside Lowe, the brownish-red waves covering most of her face and her usual unrestrained voice.

Her voice was hoarse, as if she had just cried.

Lowe looked up and looked at Panis.

"Even if we take our lives, it still can't change the final outcome."

Luo's voice was still calm and magnetic, just a little more warm, at the companion in front of him who had wheat-colored skin and was as wild as a wilderness leopard.

"Well, you're just her father, and you're going to marry her off sooner or later! She was raised by me, and her name is still my name! I'm not upset, what are you upset! ”

Paniz reached out and lifted the wave that was blocking her vision to the back of her head, and with a very reluctant smile on her face, she looked at the man opposite who had been led into the wilderness by herself.

A tear with her body temperature silently slid down the corner of her darkened eye and down her cheek and into the corner of her mouth.

The taste is not bad, just a little astringent, and a little bitter, a bit like those mutant wolves that are not cooked hind leg meat.

"Pani, I need to make sure she's safe in the Begu family. So, I need your help, my partner. ”

Lowe once asked Panis by the crackling campfire in the night-covered wilderness if she could trust herself, if she could trust the night, and Panis answered in the affirmative with the titanium dagger she had given Lore.

Now, the small and sharp titanium dagger has long been lost in the sand of the wilderness, and Lo has finally recognized Panis's identity as a companion and Panis's team of Night Mercenaries.

"That hateful Bob has always stubbornly believed that you are my man, and I have not the slightest interest in explaining this misunderstanding to him, since it is my man, then I can only choose to support you unconditionally."

Panis yawned and lazily stretched her seductive and explosive ***, trying to hide the new tear on the other side of her face.

"Pani, I need your ability, your space-shifting ability."

Lowe stated the purpose of inviting Panis in, which made Panis's delicate and sad face slightly stunned.

"It's to protect her, right? Take it! You're my man anyway, and you're responsible for my safety, aren't you? ”

The look of loss on Panis's face flickered, and she smiled again and made a joke at Luo.

Perhaps, in Panis's mind, this is no longer a joke, but it should no longer matter.

He's his partner, he's his own team, and he's the first man to be crushed under him, so it's worth it even if he gives him his abilities.

Panis clearly misunderstood what Lo meant, believing that Lo was trying to devour her abilities, which would be a nightmare for her to fall back into the mire again, but she thought it was enough with just a joke that wasn't a joke.

Lowe didn't explain, and he didn't need to explain, as Panis said, he would be responsible for Panis's safety in the future, even if it took his life in exchange.

Sometimes, for some things, the reason for hesitation is not whether it is worth it or not, but whether it is willing or not.

Lowe reached out and grabbed Panis's cold, hot wrist, and when he withdrew it, there was a drop of red blood on his slender fingertips.

That night, Panis didn't leave Lo's room, and Lo stayed with her long enough.

Julius is a special being of the Night Squad, and she has also entered the super level, but all of her abilities belong to the category of spiritual bewitchment abilities, which makes her empty of the identity of a super ability, but she has no ability corresponding to this identity.

Lowe still took a drop of Julius' blood, and he chose Julius's soul snooping ability, which was called "mind reading" in the old days.

Luo only knew that this ability seemed to be able to peek into the hearts of others, and he still needed to think carefully about how to use it in killing.

A detail that Medusa had inadvertently revealed during previous negotiations was that she seemed to be secretive about the internal contradictions of the Begu family, which led Lo to finally decide to leave one of the fifteen pairs of genetic sequences for the "soul snooping" ability.

This is the ability that Luo prepared for the so-called "nobles" of the Begu family who could not be killed directly, and who were due to scheming.

They don't have the obvious murderous aura of mutant creatures, but they have a killing heart that is not inferior to mutated creatures.

Lowe has regained his Body Shape mutation and decided to keep the "fertile land" ability.

The fertile land always seems to allow Luo to get some unexpected little surprises in the wilderness, and these seemingly unexpected gains should also belong to a form of expression of "luck".

For luck, Lo will never be too much.

He had one last ability he wanted to get, and it used to be the ability he instinctively craved, but he needed Lo to get it himself.

Psychic abilities.

Lowe's psychic abilities are also included in the category of group combat abilities, such as the chieftain's mob tide, Renzi's skeleton beast, and even Heidi's newly researched Gerlos, all of which have a tendency to move closer to group combat, but their methods are more flexible and more suitable for the ubiquitous wilderness killing.

Chief Sothoth from a mob wave, Renzi Stuart, the degraded master of abilities, and the icy and crazy Heidi.

Luo needs to choose one of the three of them and visit him in person in order to gain the right to copy the spiritual power.

He ended up choosing the Chattering Chief, whose ability doesn't just seem to control mob tides, he can control other individuals as well.

Law still hasn't forgotten how the Chief swaggered out of the Caddivon family's research base with his swagger.

The Chief seemed to have anticipated that Lowe would come to him, and he was sitting quietly in his school, looking down at a book that Heidi had written for the children in Alik's school.

"My dear people, do you remember at last to come and get back the first key that opened that door? Even though it was a little later than I expected, I was glad that you were finally standing in front of me. ”

The chief raised his head the moment Lo Mai entered the hall, looked at Lo with bright eyes, and whispered a word.

He was so pleased that his old, slightly hoarse trills lingered in the school hall for a long time.

The chief's words woke the black lamb that was sleeping soundly at his feet, and the lamb twisted its head a few times, its long ears beating against its own head, and its voice was crisp and pleasant.

"Take it, this is the key to the spiritual power that opens that door."

The chief stretched out his right hand, and at the tip of his large, rough finger was a drop of sticky blood.

The drop of blood seemed to have been there for a long time, and its color had long since ceased to be bright red, but had turned black, like a hot drop of asphalt.

It's not like the sheikh's fresh blood.

"It's not my blood, but it contains the majestic spiritual power you can expect, and it's also the first key to open that door."

The door?

Lowe remembered that the chief had said that he was a gatekeeper and had been guarding a door, but Lowe did not know what the chief was referring to by the gate.

The chief didn't say much, and Lowe didn't ask.

Evolved humans have so many incredible secrets that exploring the secret is not a necessary means of survival in the wilderness, but may be the death knell that will allow death to come early.

"Are you going to leave with her? My people. As an elder, I may need to give her a small gift. You know, I used my share of the gold coins that belonged to Alik to build this school, so ......"

The chief crouched down and picked up the lamb, which still seemed to be awake, and looked at it with some reluctance.

"So, my dear people, please help me to give her this lovely little one. I'm not going to say goodbye to her, you know, I'm old enough to hold back the tears of parting. ”

The chief's voice was a little choked, and Luo's eyes narrowed slightly.

The chief is going to give his lamb, which never seems to grow, to Yi?

Luo, who has been wandering in the wilderness for a long time and has traveled almost all over the wilderness, has already seen countless mutated creatures. Even Shauns and Gerlos have seen beings like Shawns, who are not part of the wilderness.

But what he couldn't understand the most was the lamb that the chief had handed him.

This mixed black hairy lamb, no matter how you look at it, is the kind of pure-blooded alpaca of the old era, and cute may be the most appropriate label for it.

But it was this lamb that did not seem to have grown up in the slightest, in this wilderness full of killing and mutation, that miraculously survived, and was extremely "clean", without any mutated tissue on its body, not even a single scar.

Could it be that it is also very lucky?

Luo didn't plan to spend more time with this lamb, which the chief had given to Yi, and perhaps with the company of this little one, Yi would not be so lonely.

Lowe took the mysterious lamb like the chief, held it in his arms, and then bowed to the chief, then turned and walked out of the school.

The whining of the wind could be heard in the distance, and the gray-white wilderness still flashed with countless pairs of dark green eyes, accompanied by the whimpering sound that seemed to grow louder and louder, gasping for the right to live on this wasteland.

Luo was not in a hurry to leave, he was still standing at the door of the school, looking at the busy figure at the edge of the square not far from the school, shrouded in darkness.

How did he end up here?

Lowe had seen the man sleepwalking as if he were carrying pieces of rubble to the edge of the square, and Lowe had seen the other man in the Lost Trench, standing silently behind Heyman.

The sleeper of the Khadivan family, Yevaya, is a dominant being.

At this moment, he was like the countless wilderness mobs, busy silently, busy cleaning up the garbage outside the school.

Lowe felt as if he had never really understood his old people, the Albernard Sotos who had always been chattering but always standing behind him, acting as his last barrier.

The true king of the wilderness mob tide.