Chapter 209: The Inhuman World

A few days ago, the news of the opening of the "door of despair" on Mischief Island reached the mobile phone terminals of each of the association's members.

In addition, the Order of Soul Binders also secretly spread that it was a warning from a certain "special member", asking ordinary members and senior members not to try to find out information about "Mischief Island".

"What the hell is the 'Order of the Soulbinders'? I don't know if it came out of that mess......"

Spit out the toothpick in his mouth, and the muscular man wearing a military-style green camouflage vest said disdainfully: "It seems that they have issued a warning, let the members of our S City be careful and not mix with the muddy water of this trip." ”

"Don't be too careless, you must know that the other party is a special member, since you can mix in the 'special member', you know that they are the same as a few of us, they are members of the association who have completed twelve rounds of tasks and have not been selected to open and renew the agreement."

One of his companions whispered a whisper, reminding him that the other was not an easy character.

"Mischief Island is not far from here, after the murderous subordinate mission here is solved, let's go and see the situation, and by the way, say hello to the 'Soul Binding Order'."

The leader was a one-eyed young man, and he nodded, he and the group of guild members were a small group, and they were participating in a mission.

But from their point of view, it's almost time to put an end to it. Many sandbags were piled up in front of the iron gate to form trenches, and several M249SA were erected on the sandbags, and the atmosphere was very solemn.

"Is the flag array ready, activate the artificial supernatural field of the flag array, and completely destroy the supernatural field of this factory."

As soon as his voice fell, countless ghosts and wolves howled from inside the factory, which were awakened rejuvenated blood corpses, each rejuvenating blood corpse had an almost immortal body, no matter how it attacked, it could also move and kill.

Even if the corpses are burned, they can be regenerated from the ashes, and as long as they are in the depths of this factory, they will never be killed.

Moreover, any rejuvenated blood corpse can create its own kind by scratching a person, they often hunt at night, and the person killed and injured by them will return to this factory and become a fresh reincarnated corpse.

Like the screams of ten thousand ghosts, countless bloody corpses were killed from the factory like ghosts.

The great crisis of survival should be felt, and all the returning corpses are not disguised or mimicked, but show a blood-drenched zombie form.

Hundreds, thousands, of revenant corpses rushed to the factory gates, and in a matter of seconds, they could tear their group of guild members to shreds.

But at this time, the black array flag inserted on the periphery of the factory was finally activated, and the strange lines that appeared on it began to communicate and resonate with something in the void, and the invisible force field began to be born, and covered and rewritten the original supernatural field inside the factory.

At the same time, the mounted M249SA fired in a wild manner, and the intertwined tongues of fire spewed out a metal shuttle death storm, and nothing could survive this dense fire net.

Of course, if the Soul Returning Blood Corpse can be blessed by the Soul Resurrection Field of this factory, even if it is beaten to the appearance of a hemp honeycomb all over its body, it can move over without the slightest damage and tear all the living people apart.

But it's clear that the supernatural powers that twisted this abandoned factory are gone.

The rejuvenated corpses that have lost the support of the source of the supernatural are, to put it bluntly, just a group of corpses that can run, jump, walk, and attack people.

Even if they are able to move after death, they still rely on the support of human limbs, joints, and muscles.

These corpses are of course terrifying against unarmed ordinary people, and they scare ordinary people to pee just by their appearance, but they are also vulnerable to a metal storm that can pierce joints, shave off kneecaps, and break people's bodies into several pieces at every turn.

For more than ten minutes, the densely intertwined net of fire fell silent, because there was not a single enemy in front of them.

After another twenty minutes of cleaning up the site, they were finally able to call it a day and go back for supper.

"No matter what kind of bullshit warning from the 'Soul Binding Order', this time we will go to that island to take a look, what kind of 'Desperate Gate' that Laozi is, I am very interested, I don't know if I am qualified to get it back, I am qualified to put together a complete set of large team props."

This small team, which has received a lot of benefits in the hands of the agent, is naturally arrogant, and they are confident that as long as they participate in this supernatural event, they will be able to occupy the greatest advantage.

And at the same time that this small group was going to participate in this trip to the troubled waters on "Mischief Island".

An S-80 diesel nuclear submarine of the former Soviet Union's big brother surfaced in the waters off Mischief Island.

More than a dozen "frogmen" put on their equipment, jumped into the water, and moved towards the South Island of Mischief Island.

They infiltrated the South Island in the dark and colorless night, landing in the tidal flats beneath an old lighthouse.

When they reached the shore, the group took off their equipment and looked around the island.

"Before Mr. Huo and Bishop Klayderman arrive, we must arrange everything according to the original plan."

A tall, lanky man sneered and gestured, and the other Soul Bound cultists had their faces unchanged, they knew what the plan was all about.

"All for the Order!"

Arriving on the island ahead of schedule, they were not part of the paranormal mission, but they were acting for the Order's plan.

This time on Mischief Island, they are imperative and must achieve their goal.

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The 170-metre-long mega yacht Elysium belongs to a wealthy Russian oligarch and features the finest luxury dΓ©cor and a variety of modern and classic furnishings in the main living room.

It is equipped with a swimming pool, several small speedboats, a helipad, a private cinema, bookstore and restaurant, and a VIP suite with a balcony with sea views.

The owner of the Elysium is the "Inhuman Society", also known as Sir L.

"Welcome, my friends!"

At dinner time on this day, Ah Ying, Shen Yu and others finally met this Sir L. Contrary to what the two had imagined, they thought that Sir L would be a Caucasian Westerner, but when they met him, they found that Sir L was a young Asian.

"Welcome to the 'non-human' world."

Even so, they couldn't tell what nationality this Sir L was.

His face has a distinctly Asian appearance, but it appears to be of a bit of Middle Eastern descent.

Sir L is dressed in a peculiar way that is reminiscent of the 19th century, the aristocratic gentleman of the Victorian era.

But this abnormal outfit combined with his special charm does not make people feel out of place at all, but complements each other perfectly.