It took about twenty minutes from the time Morningstar hid in the box to the time it stabilized again. Ten of those twenty minutes were spent on the shoulders of a mutant, and Morningstar never imagined that this mutant would be so rude when carrying the box, not only throwing it up and down, but also not handling it lightly, so that the Morning Star in the box almost didn't vomit out the overnight meal.

Through the gap in the opening of the chest, Morningstar realized that he was now in a warehouse. The warehouse was brightly lit and no one was inspecting it. Luckily, the box where Morningstar was hiding was not crushed to death on the ground floor, but was left alone.

Gently opening the lid of the box, Morningstar escaped from it and quickly flashed to another pile of boxes in the corner and hid it. Holding his breath, Morningstar observed again for twenty minutes, and found that the infected carried the boxes very rhythmically, entering the warehouse every three and a half minutes, and then spending thirty seconds sorting out and stacking the boxes before leaving. In other words, Morning Star had another three minutes to leave the warehouse.

Following the footsteps of the infected who had just left, Morning Star tiptoed to the door of the warehouse, and looked out at the open field, surrounded by more than a dozen armed guards, the lights above their heads were bright, and there was no possibility of touching it out. Returning to the place where he had been hiding before, Morningstar began to have a hard time, and with such an arrangement, it was impossible to slip out of the perimeter of the warehouse, and he could not force his way through the defensive line. Looking up, a fence in the corner of the wall caught the attention of Morning Star, and it should be a ventilation duct by sight, Morning Star walked under the fence and measured it, and found that it was quite spacious, and it should be enough to get into it by himself.

After waiting for another infected porter to enter the warehouse, and leaving on time thirty seconds later, Morningstar leaped to the opening of the ventilation duct, removed the fence door with a slight force with both hands, and then jumped in.

In the confined space, the morning star can only crawl forward, and there are no small animals in the ventilation ducts, so it is relatively clean, only some floating ash. But even so, it still made Morningstar disgraced. But when Morningstar touched a room and overheard the conversation of the people in the room, Morningstar felt that it was worth it to make such a mess.

The two people in the room who were talking to each other, looking at their sloppy dress, should be two researchers from the Mandate of Heaven Sect, and the content of their conversation was about the evacuation arrangement. The evacuation is scheduled for three days, when a fleet belonging to the Manifest Destiny Sect will feint against the Empire's ships in outer space on Liv II, and a small ship will land to take all the dead plague virus and related materials with them. From the conversation between the two, Morning Star also learned that whether the personnel on the Liv 2 star can be evacuated this time depends on their own legs and feet, the cargo loading time is ten minutes, fully mechanized operation, within ten minutes, if the personnel can't even board the landing spacecraft of the Mandate of Heaven Sect, the spacecraft will take off on time, and ten minutes after the spacecraft takes off, the bombs that have been placed all over the base will be detonated, making all traces of this base clear, leaving no valuable information for others.

The plan is quite good, while feints to attract the attention of the empire, while secretly taking away valuable materials and information on the planet, the Mandate of Heaven Sect has a lot of money, but unfortunately they did not perceive the existence of the Morning Star, which doomed them to fail in this mission.

Moving on, in the back rooms, the staff were talking about the evacuation operation, and although there was no important information, Morningstar still knew the location of the dead virus from the words of these people. Morning Star, who was about to start the operation, unexpectedly saw a Western scene. A luxuriously furnished room, an old man with silver hair, a handsome young man, a sexy woman with a delicate body, a passionate threesome performance. I don't know if it's bad taste or being cautious, Morning Star stayed quietly in the ventilation duct and watched for nearly ten minutes, and it was during these ten minutes that Morning Star learned that the old man was the top person in charge of this institute, because young men and women called him director. The young man is supposed to be a special member of the Mandate of Heaven in this institute, as both old men and women call him an envoy. And that woman, without stopping others to say, just from that colorful posture, Morning Star knew that she was the "she" in the mouths of the three men in the factory. The three people in the room were so engrossed that they didn't even notice that Morning Star had entered the room through the pipe. Morningstar felt lucky that he had nowhere to find it when he stepped through his iron shoes, and the most important person actually met Morningstar in such an obscene appearance.

The large bed in the room was large, and there was a light veil around it, and Morning Star did not interrupt the emotional life of the three of them after entering the room, but sat on a chair in the dim corner of the wall with great interest, and quietly became an audience.

The man's roar, the woman's shout, the three of them finally ended the performance after ten minutes, and after a few minutes of subsidence, the young man was stunned when he got up to pour the wine, and the wine glass in his hand also fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"You! Who are you! How did you get in here? The young man's questioning voice finally made the old man and woman on the bed realize the existence of the morning star, and they all turned their heads to look at the morning star, but did not respond.

Morningstar squinted at the still open vent and replied, "There, that's where I came in!" ”

Although the answer was not a problem, everyone knew that the young man did not really mean to know how Morningstar entered the room. The young man took a few steps sideways, took out a pistol from the messy clothes on the chair next to him, and raised his gun at Morning Star to shoot, but Morning Star's movements were faster, and at the moment when the man moved, the electric light on Morning Star's right hand had begun to flicker, and a dazzling white light shot out, accurately hitting the pistol that the man had just raised.

The young man roared in pain and sat down on the ground with his right hand in his hands, looking at Morning Star with a vicious look in his eyes. On the big bed behind him, a few applause came out accompanied by a hoarse female voice, which was very magnetic.

"Little handsome guy, if your move just now is not a weapon, then I seem to know who you are. You're the one who ruined our plans on Haven, right? The woman stepped out of the boat, not caring at all that her naked body was being seen by the morning star, and took out a light veil and draped it over herself, making the woman look even more seductive.

"Thanks for the compliments, introduce yourself, Morningstar, Moninsta!" The morning star in the chair slowly got up, bowed a little, and replied.

The woman didn't speak, and the old man on the boat stood up and walked over to the young man, his body was also naked, but the already obscene muscles and wrinkled skin really made Morningstar's eyes spicy. The old man picked up the cup that had fallen earlier from the ground, picked up the bottle on the table and filled it with a full face, laughed and said, "The afterlife is terrible! Recently, your name has appeared frequently in our Heavenly Mandate Sect, and I am fortunate to meet you today, old man, and I will toast you. As soon as he finished speaking, the cup in the old man's hand flew quickly towards the morning star, straight to the door.

The old man is a practitioner, and he can see from the fact that he threw out the wine glass with this hand and made sure that the wine in the glass was not spilled. And Morning Star is also not weak, after raising his hand to catch the cup steadily, he put it in front of his nose and inhaled it vigorously, and replied with a smile: "Good wine!" It's a pity that the alcohol content is too high, and it will hurt the reaction nerves of the mecha pilot, I can't drink this wine, so I'll give it back to you! ”

In the same way, Morningstar threw the glass back to the old man, and the castration was even more violent.

The old man originally wanted to raise his hand to catch it, but at the moment when the cup was about to touch his hand, he realized that the power of the morning star's throw was much greater than his own, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand and dodged, and the cup passed through the gauze of the big bed and hit the wooden pole in the corner, and in an instant the debris flew everywhere, and the top of the big bed also fell to the side because it lost its support.

The old man's expression was a little surprised, and the woman's eyes were full of anger as she looked at Morning Star.

"You broke my favorite bed! Look for death! With a roar, the woman took a few steps forward and kicked at the Morning Star.

The woman's speed was fast, but not fast enough, at least not fast enough in front of the morning star. Before the white and tender foot reached the chest of the morning star, the morning star grabbed the ankle, and the woman only felt a whirlwind of the sky, and the body flew back to the position where it came.

"Poof!" The woman's favorite bed was completely crushed by her body.

"Why don't young people pity the jade at all, you can do it with such a beauty?" The old man poured a sip of wine into the bottle, looked at Morning Star with interest, and said.

Morningstar pursed his lips and replied, "I don't look down on such goods. ”

When the old man heard this, he pretended to be very remorseful and patted his head and said: "Look at my memory, when people are old, their memory is poor, you are the butcher Morning Star, and there are countless beauties around you, that's right." ”

Morning Star didn't enjoy the old man's praise in the slightest, glanced back at the door, then turned to look at the old man and said, "What about your guards?" Why haven't you come yet? ”

"Haha, aren't you too confident, young man, you don't need guards to deal with you, besides, what can those guards do to you even if they come? Will you be afraid of them? The old man waved his hand and laughed.

"Old man, you're right, how are you going to solve the current situation? I don't feel like the three of you are my opponents yet, why don't we discuss it, you answer me a few questions, how about I don't kill you? Morning Star's words made the old man laugh even louder, and after a moment he bent down and pointed at Morning Star, as if he had laughed so hard that he had reached his belly.

"It's said that young people shouldn't be too confident, you don't think I only have this means, right?" With the old man's words, Morning Star saw that in the middle of the broken bed, a figure slowly stood up, the same bone armor, compared to Quinn, it looked extremely hideous, and there was a lot of blood on it, which should have been caused by piercing the skin after the transformation process. The same bone wings are small and thin compared to Quinn, and even the spikes at the top are not very sharp. Looking at the face after the transformation, Morning Star almost vomited out in disgust, compared to Quinna's still perfect face after the transformation, this woman's face is no different from a monster, with wrinkled skin, a collapsed nose bridge, a lot of eyes leaking out of the whites of the eyes, and a mess of grass-like hair, the most breakable thing is the woman's mouth, which is basically a reduced version of the pit worm, surrounded by fangs.

The corners of Morning Star's mouth couldn't help twitching, he looked at the old man and said, "Old man, your taste is heavy enough, you can also talk like this?" ”

The old man shook his index finger at Morning Star handsomely and replied, "You are still too tender, and it is normal not to understand." ”

"It's not serious!" Morning Star replied disdainfully, then turned to look at the woman and said, "Girl, your release form is too low, you don't even have a basic human appearance, are your previous opponents scared to death by you?" ”

The woman was obviously stimulated by Morning Star's words, the round mouthparts opened hard, and after a roar, she calmed down a little, and said in a low voice: "You don't know, you don't know at all, how painful it is every time I use the transformation, because of you, I have to do it again, so, after defeating you, I will eat your flesh bite by bite, and then gnaw on your internal organs, and let you be my nourishment!" Remember my name, my name is Cynthia, Blightbringer! ”

Cynthia's movements were indeed much faster after the transformation, but they were nowhere near the level of Quinn, and Morningstar had a decision in his mind after catching her punch and kick. Today's Morning Star, after the evolution of the body, is extremely powerful, although he has not practiced with the released form of Quinn, but it is more than enough to deal with a half-way flat like Cynthia. While resisting Cynthia's attack, Morningstar continued to talk nonsense, and in addition to using her ugly appearance to stimulate Cynthia, Morningstar also asked why the other party called the plague messenger. Of course, the angry Cynthia would not give the Morning Star an answer, and after fighting hard again, Cynthia also realized that the Morning Star in front of her had become more powerful than in the Mandate of Heaven Sect information, and jumped far away, Cynthia returned to the old man's side and said, "Director, I'm not his opponent, help me!" ”

"That's inevitable, I can't bear to let you die at the hands of this guy, I haven't enjoyed enough of your body, help me fight for three minutes, I want to inject that!" The old man caressed Cynthia's pitted face, and Morningstar was even worried about whether the old man would hurt his hand. For the old man's words, Morning Star didn't care at all, inject that! Look at Cynthia, nine times out of ten it's the change that comes with that injection.

Looking up at the old man known as the director, Morning Star asked playfully, "Old man! Is three minutes enough, why don't I wait for you a little longer? ”

The old man waved his hand without replying, not angered by Morning Star's words, but Cynthia became even more furious, roaring and about to rush towards Morning Star again, but was stopped by Morning Star as soon as he raised his hand.

"Well, Cynthia, I'll ask you something!" Morningstar said as he looked at Cynthia with a serious face.

Cynthia opened her tunnel-like mouthparts again, hissed and said, "You are really arrogant, you don't come to stop the elder at this time, but waste your time talking to me, is your brain abnormal?" ”

Morningstar shook his head and replied, "It's okay, it's not a big problem, I've seen the release of a form ten times stronger than you, and I'm not bad at seeing what I can do, I'm quite interested in whether he can become like that Azazel in your sect." ”

Morningstar's words surprised Cynthia, the Azazler in his mouth is an existence that only the core personnel of the Mandate of Heaven Sect know, and Azazler has been leading a special alien insect army to fight in the universe, and has not had any contact with humans, even if he is accidentally seen by humans, with Azazler's character, he should be all killed. So how did this guy called Morning Star know about the existence of Azazel?

Cynthia put away her previous battle posture, and instead stood in place and hugged her chest and said to Morning Star: "It seems that you are not stupid, and you still know the existence of Lord Azazel, so why do you want to oppose our Heavenly Mandate Sect everywhere, isn't it good to join us?" Do you think you can defeat Lord Azazel and his Void Swarm forces? ”

"Void swarms? It's the first time I've heard of this name, is there any other information? Let's hear it. "Morning Star has a strong interest in this Void Swarm force in Cynthia's mouth, and at the same time has some worries, the Void, the threat from the Void, the Void Swarm, is there any connection between this? The connection with that unknown fate?

Cynthia didn't answer when she heard Morningstar's question, but stared at Morningstar in a daze, as if she wanted to show that she wouldn't be tricked by the other party. When Morningstar saw this scene, he also understood that there was no need to continue to ask, and shook his head, Morningstar said, "That, I said before that I was going to ask you something, and let you make a mistake in the past. Actually, it's not a big deal, I just want to ask you, do you have a psionic blaster? ”

Morningstar's words left Cynthia confused, completely unaware of what the other party was talking about? Psionic blaster? What is it?

Seeing Cynthia's expression, Morning Star was also relieved, it wouldn't be good, in case Cynthia, who was released in this incomplete body form, also mastered the psionic blaster, then his own annihilation would not be able to be used, the terrifying explosion on the Itgleason training ground at the beginning still made Morningstar more worried, in case the annihilation he cast with all his strength collided with the psionic blaster, then the follow-up investigation would not be able to continue.

Raising her right hand, the black ball of light in her palm gradually grew larger, and the terrifying energy fluctuation made Cynthia unconsciously take two steps back. Morning Star turned his head to look at the trembling old man who was kneeling on the ground not far away and asked, "Old man, how long do you have to go?" If you don't come to help, your little lover will hang up! ”