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Luo Ling was a yellow finch again. He felt that the reason why he could 'again' was not because of how bright his mind was, how deep his scheming was, but simply because he was better at patience, better at grasping the moment, and not so rampant.

Luo Ling often encourages himself to have self-confidence, to have the courage to despise all other living beings, and to firmly believe that he can do a good job and then do better. But this does not mean that he will despise others, because he himself is weak and weak all the way to today. He has never denied that it is possible for ants to move a mountain, and a person who was originally cowardly can become a hero and create miracles.

It is precisely because of this temperament that he is particularly disgusted with the contempt for the weak that he has in his bones and the contempt of the Rain-Pulling Slaves. Luo Ling felt that this was an act of denying his past and forgetting his roots, as if a man who came from a small village later became a rich man, and denied his poor and unsightly father.

It is precisely because of this temperament that Luo Ling is decisive, ruthless and lacking in atmosphere. He fears that the wildfires will not burn out, and he is keen to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots. Luo Ling is very aware of these characteristics of himself, so once he said to his wives: "In my world, there are no rivers and lakes looking at each other, sympathizing with each other, and my rivers and lakes are only enemies, enemies, people who use each other and dead people." ”

Luo Ling is in great need of the fourth type of person now, the dead. Several invaders who survived the nuclear explosion, from a warrior's point of view, Luo Ling admired them, but he decided to kill them anyway. They came with ears, eyes, and brains, and the information they saw, heard, and analyzed more than ten seconds ago made Luo Ling have a sense of crisis, and the embankment of thousands of miles was destroyed in the anthill, and his temperament determined his ruthlessness.

A large cloud of smoke completely enveloped the chariot and supply cart like a giant squid spraying ink, and it rolled more and more, thick and black, and condensed but not dispersed. This was an anti-tracking technique that Luo Ling had used before, and he used this method to impersonate those black shadows, and now, he used it as a trick to shield the whale devouring invaders.

The blinding method is for others to see, and Luo Ling is for the eyes of the radio and television tower. From a height of 438 meters, you can't see what is happening on the ground 1 kilometer away, even ordinary people can see it at all, let alone a monster with sharper eyes than Eagle Eye.

When demon hunters mention the Flying Demon Domain, they tend to care about those cunning and nimble aerial attacks. And what Luo Ling cares about is the peeping eyes from the sky. There is nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape, and he always grasps the initiative in battle, which is what he takes care of.

The guns flared up in the billowing black smoke for a few seconds, and a few bullets flew indiscriminately, followed by a deathly silence. After about two or three minutes, Luo Ling still wrapped himself in heavy black smoke, quickly dodged out, and pulled the corpses of several black shadows back into the hazy black fog, and then, as the black fog dissipated, the chariot, the invaders, and the corpses of Luo Ling and the five black shadows all disappeared, as if they also dissipated with the fog in the twisted and steaming heat wave.

More than ten minutes had passed, and even the areas of the battlefield that had previously been cooled by the cold air and revealed the scorched earth had regained control by the high temperature, and the watchers who had made Luo Ling act cautiously had not yet shown themselves. Until...... Bang! Bang! In the southwest and north of the radio and television tower, the sky also lit up one after another with a big fireball so bright that it could burn people's eyes, and Luo Ling understood that a thousand praying mantis caught 10,000 cicadas, and his yellow finch was cheap, but it was by no means the biggest winner.

Using medium-sized low-yield nuclear bombs three times in a row, the Flying Demon Domain can be said to have been burned, within a radius of several kilometers, only rubble and ashes and scorching heat remain, and small rivers of magma can be seen everywhere on the ground, as if the capillary of the earth, and the sky is reflected red by this burning.

Such a scene makes the radio and television tower, which is still intact, even more lonely. No one would whimsically think that it was able to survive the aftermath of a nuclear explosion because it was in a good position or strong enough, but nine out of ten people would think that it was the boss-level monster's tyrannical prowess. This tower is like a towering tree that inhabits the King of Birds, and before it falls, the sign of the Flying Demon Realm is still loud.

One after another, missiles dragged their tails into the air from due south and northwest, aiming directly at the radio and television towers. Click! Click! The lightning flashed like a rainbow on the tower, and everywhere it passed, the missiles exploded and disintegrated in the air, but the number of flies like stars hit the target.

Rumble! Rumble! The sound of the explosion was transmitted in the air, and the fire and smoke of the explosion were brilliant and dazzling on the tower, as if the tower was coated with a layer of blue light film, only the magic light flickered and the star mist burst out, but the main body was not damaged in the slightest.

Due south, northwest, once again there is a group of missiles rising into the air, straight to the tower, this time Luo Ling saw clearly, the location of the missile launch is about five kilometers away from the tower, it can be said that this is to use the missile as a war gun, this way of playing, obviously to shorten the missile's air stay time, but also a kind of insulting attack to bully the door, I don't know if the person in the tower can understand this meaning.

"The invaders who attacked and killed a large number of flying demons with nuclear bombs were in the southwest, due north, and east, and the missiles that were launched were in the two directions of due south and northwest. Luo Ling silently calculated, thinking, his eyes glanced north to east. At this time, he did not let his sense of influence extend. After learning the technique of concealment, Luo Ling learned that when you use your induction power to spy on others, the strong can also sense your existence, and the spiritual power cultivation is strong, and there is even a way to trace the source and find you. It's like when you look at someone, someone with a stronger intuition can perceive your gaze. It sounds very mysterious, but it is also a conscious or unconscious use of spiritual power.

At this time, the side of the tower changed again, and the second wave of missiles, after being partially destroyed by the flying lightning, came into contact with the tower's energy shield again, and the flames of the explosion almost annihilated the entire tower. Before the smoke and fire and the scattered magic light dissipated, a pillar of thunder suddenly shot out from the top of the tower, and the grandeur of the vision was like a stairway to the heavens, which made people stunned. Luo Ling had no doubt that this thunder pillar, even from hundreds of kilometers away, could be clearly seen.

It turns out that this thunder pillar is not a call for help from the boss on the tower, but a 'stirring stick'. It's not the soup in the cauldron, it's the heavenly dome!

When I was a child, I listened to mythological stories, and a certain fairy called for wind and rain, sprinkled beans into soldiers, and was so angry. Luo Ling saw the live version today. I don't know what the principle is, with the rise of the thunder pillar, the dust clouds that were originally blown away by the shock wave of the nuclear bomb in all directions and have not gathered for a long time turned out to be like grease poured into the funnel, flowing in a certain dense form in the direction of the core thunder pillar at a very fast speed. What is even more surprising is that these dust clouds are no longer the gray color of the past, but gradually turn into the pitch black of thunderstorm clouds, accompanied by countless lightning bolts scurrying in the clouds.

What followed was a very magnificent scene, those dark clouds coming from all directions, which had taken shape halfway through, and began to rain heavily, so that there was still a huge circular blue area in the sky centered on the tower, and under its shroud, the sun hesitated and the burning light was bright and abnormal, but all around, there was a heavy rain like a curtain and a curtain, forming a night-like shadow on the ground that extended and gathered all the way. Especially when the rain entered the core area of the nuclear bomb explosion, the pouring rain and the high temperature of the ground produced a fierce confrontation, and the transpiring water mist actually set off a fog wave dozens of meters high, rushing and tumbling, spreading in all directions, and the whole heaven and earth emitted a kind of torn groan, as if hundreds of millions of people were shouting and buzzing.

Dark clouds finally completely obscured the day, day turned into night, the rain was pouring down, the mist was rolling, the sound of the rain and the rolling thunder became the main theme of heaven and earth, and the smell of hot flashes and scorching breath was actually in the mouth and nose. This rain can't just be for the sake of momentum, Luo Ling knows that the one in the tower is going crazy.

Sure enough, first due south, then northwest, blue-purple pillars of thunder descended from the sky, fell like hailstones, and then swept away like a torrent, and even in the night rain and fog with extremely low visibility, you could still see the shocking and dazzling light.

Luo Ling understood, the dark clouds and rain on this day were the thunder and lightning extension medium of the tower, the tower demon head who was as high as the judge, with the help of this false realm, with the power of thunder and lightning, he could indeed kill the enemy within a hundred miles without taking an inch.

Luo Ling is no longer ready to continue watching, whether it is the intruders who are frightened by this cloud of thunder and rain, and it ends hastily, or Plan A has finished Plan B, Plan B does not work, and there is a standby plan, it has nothing to do with him. At this point, the overall strength shown by both sides has seriously exceeded his estimates. Luo Ling felt that there was no need to intervene, and if he wanted to take advantage of it, what he would pay would be a large amount of combat power output, as well as the possibility of being implicated. Finally lived in peace for a while, Luo Ling didn't plan to make a comeback, at least, there were still some verbal agreements or something, who knows if the behind-the-scenes bosses who did it today would be Budweiser and Lei Dian.

Luo Ling sneaked out a few hundred meters and found a ruin, then activated the space door and returned to the dissociation room of Bank of China B3.

Xing Juan and the others were all startled when they saw Luo Ling naked, and only then did they settle down when they found that he had no minor injuries on his body.

"Brother, what's wrong up there? There was a big explosion just now, and you can hear it here. Although Xing Juan and the others are Luo Ling's wives, they are still called the same at home, the elder brother is called the shortest, and Luo Ling rarely calls his wife, but directly calls his name.

"All of our surveillance on the surface of the ground has failed, and the display screen suddenly lit up with a dazzling white light, and then there is no image at all. Sister Juan said it was a nuclear explosion, didn't she? Xiao Zi also asked.

Luo Ling took the boxer pants handed by Xiao Zi and put them on, nodded and said, "Indeed, the invaders used nuclear bombs in three directions, annihilating a large number of the living forces of the flying demons entrenched in this area. We are one of those battlegrounds here. This time, the intruders have a big plan, and the core target is directly aimed at the radio and television tower, and when I returned, the two sides were still fighting each other with missiles and thunderbolts. ”

"You didn't suffer any internal injuries, did you?" Xing Juan asked.

"No, it's kind of fast. However, the control of the golden flame is still obviously insufficient, and nothing can be kept except for the storage ring. ”

Xing Juan listened to Luo Ling's relaxation, put her mind at ease, and smiled, "That's nothing, just spend more time studying." There's nothing wrong with armor, and the armor is arranged in the Y series for research and development, and it's not bad. ”

"I'm going to take a shower, and then I'm going to go around the Temple of the Dead, kill a couple of humanoid monsters that took advantage of the fire, and seize a few other things. I'll talk to you again when I come back. ”

"Oh, it's 17 o'clock, remember dinner time." Xing Juan instructed.

"Well, it won't be for long."

The 'world' was opened in the vault, and Luo Ling, who was wearing only combat uniforms and ordinary clothes, went straight into the Temple of the Dead.

Just near the entrance to the main hall, supply vehicles, combat vehicles, as well as several mechs, and the corpses of black shadows were piled up in a messy manner. Without exception, they were all frozen. Including the driver inside the chariot, none of them escaped Luo Ling's poisonous hands.

Recently, Luo Ling has made some new breakthroughs in the use of power, taking the previous cold ice true qi as an example, now, with the help of objects, the extremely cold energy is transmitted, so as to improve from the original conduction to the current penetration. These words were all coined by Luo Ling himself to represent a certain state. In contrast, osmosis is more condensate than conduction, like the difference between the glow of a flashlight and a laser, one is divergent and the other is the opposite. Of course, Luo Ling can't achieve the same effect of laser energy transmission now, but this improvement alone has made him increase the effective transmission distance by hundreds of meters after paying the same amount of energy.

This mastery of energy also applies to the use of thorn vines. The maximum upper limit of the high-sensitivity control vine has been increased by more than three hundred meters, which is definitely a significant increase.

Now, Luo Ling was very familiar with the Temple of the Dead, and he could reach any location he wanted without thinking, and he also clearly knew the distribution of all the rotten pools and various other layout information.

Contrary to the deep and dead silence of the past, although the current temple of the dead is not in full swing, it is also very lively. Three thousand five hundred bodies are working day and night. Their work is divided into cutting, stitching, soaking and so on three types of work more than a dozen processes, those on the pool of rot on the primitive pulley set and unknown material of large hooks, chains, as well as chopping knives, guillotine axes, desks, as well as later added modern jars, pipes, large and small containers, all come in handy. It's just that the basic unit of work is based on human corpses, and with the strange light in the temple and the occasional magic light and strange sound, no matter how you look at it, this place is more like a hellish execution ground or an abyssal dissecting room.

Mogguge is indeed a little weird-tempered, especially when he is caught in the research of a certain topic, he also turns a blind eye, listens to Luo Ling, and ignores it. But it's okay today, when Luo Ling saw him, the old lich didn't dump his bottles and cans, but held the book to read.

Moggug is ingesting the knowledge he cares about in this world. For a special existence like him and the current Luo Ling, the ordinary knowledge memory in the base has lost its utility. In their brains, it is no longer a brain, but a vain soul fire. And the old lich can't expect to use the theory of imprinting the cerebral cortex to a cloud of energy.

"Hello, my master, you seem to have brought a few more ingredients for the Wisdom Derive." Mogguge has the gentleness of an ancient aristocracy, but he is unwilling to waste time and does not have that kind of subtle tone.

"Yes, a few of them are ordinary warriors, and besides, there are a few corpses that I would like you to identify, I'm not sure what they are."

So, the master and servant began to study the corpse of a certain dark shadow on a large desk in the Moggug special laboratory in front of the throne.

For mages of the undead department, anatomy is a subject that must be mastered. However, the old lich doesn't do much of it himself now, and when it comes to dissections, it's usually done by his assistants.

Moggug personally created a special undead creature, at first glance, it was just an ordinary skeleton, and then the ghostly fire in the skeleton's eyes showed an extraordinary spirituality. In fact, it is indeed very intelligent and capable, and most importantly, it can complete every command of Moggug without comprehension and meticulously.

Of course, Luo Ling had doubts about the existence of such a smart and close to himself. Moggug told him, "This is a secret technique of the dark system, called the dark clone. It is said that the demons envy the doppelganger of the god, and the imitation of a technique, although the existence of the production is claimed to be comparable to the doppelganger of the god, but in fact the imitation is still flawed, first of all, there are many restrictions on the use of energy, and the other is to use part of their own soul fire as a guide, and it can no longer be taken back if it is separated, compared to its god and the god's doppelganger, after all, it is a step worse. ”

What is the concept of dividing a part of the soul fire, Luo Ling still has some understanding. He felt that it was really not cost-effective to exchange for a high-level assistant at such a price, so for Moggug's assistant, he only stayed at the stage of appreciation. Because it was synchronized with Mogguge's thoughts, the old lich didn't name his assistant, but Luo Ling still gave him a concise name, Bones, for convenience.

The bones are skillfully dissected, the movements are swift, and they don't care about the ultra-low temperature of the corpse. Looking at the scalpel in the bone's hand, the soft armor on the corpse was cut open after a silver light lit up on the tip of the knife, Luo Ling couldn't help but glance at the material of the soft armor a few more times.

It feels like a leather product, with toughness, but limited elasticity, elasticity and tension are not very strong, it does not shine, and you can see that there are pores-like holes on the surface of the outer layer, which are evenly distributed and do not seem to be naturally generated. Judging from the cross-section of the soft armor, it is indeed a synthetic material, but the degree of precision makes Luo Ling surprised, because this software is like the skin of the human body, all over the fibrous channels and the touch-like inner membrane similar to the cell wall. To put it simply, this soft armor is alive and can breathe on its own, which can more effectively transmit the energy released by the user's body.

"The synthetic magic armor has very good protection." Moggug had basically integrated into the world in just a few months, and when it came to speaking, the words of this world could be used very appropriately.

"Hmm!" Luo Ling picked up a scalpel and cut a thin piece of the soft armor into slices, and looked at them under a microscope while describing to Moggug what he looked like when he saw them on the surface.

After a while, Luo Ling said: "In this way, the hazy and distorted black light created by these guys is not relying on armor equipment, but a manifestation of the energy of the body's origin. ”

Moggug's gaze was always fixed on the rapidly opened chest cavity under the bone hand, and when Luo Ling finished speaking, he said with certainty: "It's a vampire." ”

"Vampires?" Luo Ling was a little surprised, the corpse on the desk was the one that was cut off in half, the head was intact, Luo Ling walked over and opened the corpse's mouth, the canine teeth were normal, not sharp and long like the legendary vampire. He lifted his eyelids again, and his pupils were exactly the same as those of a normal person. Looking at the chest cavity of the corpse again, with his meticulous observation, he could completely conclude that the chest cavity of this corpse was no different from the chest structure of ordinary people who had been dissected before.

Moggug seemed to see Luo Ling's puzzlement. He grinned at the corners of his mouth, consciously ordered the bones to cut open the corpse's heart, and then pointed, "Here's the problem." ”

"Shhh Luo Ling looked at Mogguge's fingers and couldn't help but take a breath, this corpse, in appearance, is completely similar to the heart of an ordinary person, but inside the heart, it is several times more complicated, that feeling, as if a heart contains several small hearts that work independently, and these independent little hearts depend on each other in some harmonious form.

"In this world's cultural heritage, there are many biases in the description of vampires. However, destroying their hearts can effectively weaken their combat power, and even cause them to die temporarily. As for the issue of 'seeing the light and dying', it is a misunderstanding caused by the ingestion of magical energy and the impurity of the racial lineage. ”

"Ingestion of magical energy?"

"Yes, real vampires are demonic creatures, or as this world calls them, dark creatures. Magical energy is their food, and it is their main food. If you have time to visit the Sixth Hell or its territory, you'll find that many vampires are not interested in blood, and they are much more powerful than they are described in this World Heritage Site. ”

"In this way, bloodsucking is just a cheap method to maintain the body's high-speed metabolism when the magic energy is insufficient."

"For pure vampires, yes. They are understood as drowsy beings, but they are mostly caused by self-regulating body consumption. As for the derivatives they produce, under normal circumstances, the magical energy contained in the blood at the time of initial embracing can certainly transform an ordinary person into a so-called 'mongrel', but it is not enough to give him the ability to absorb putrid energy of a pure body. However, it is not completely absent, it depends on the degree of favor that the giver has for the recipient. The derivative body also has a strong or weak ability to absorb magic energy for its own use, but if it keeps infecting downward, this ability and the power it brings to the recipient will inevitably be constantly weakened, and in the end, only the derivative virus remains, and that kind of derivation is equivalent to garbage. ”

"Rotten energy, negative energy, so energy-filled vampires can move in the sun?"

"Indeed, although the proportion of positive energy contained in sunlight is extremely high, for powerful vampires, the little consumption of fighting against sunlight is negligible."

"So, what class are these vampires in front of us?" Luo Ling asked.

"It's true that they are derivative bodies, but their strength is already very close to that of pure bodies, and the body has undergone multiple enhancements, including demonic transformation, and traces of strengthening through the dual paths of absorbing rotten energy and absorbing blood. But that's okay, wake them up and let them answer their own questions. The old lich's dark eyes, with a palpitating glow of fire, reminded his master once again in a flat tone that torturing a living being's body and soul with the methods he knew was an excellent option for quick information......

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