Time is like an arrow, and the stars are moving.

A month later.

While dissolving the surge in his own energy and enduring the huge torture caused by the genetic mutation energy to his body, Long Yun used the method of single-mindedness and dual-use to cultivate his familiar energy-consuming supernatural power in the next countless days and nights, after nearly a month of non-stop cultivation, Long Yun found that his cultivation did not increase again, and the pain of physical body mutation was also a little less than at the beginning.

"It seems that this method is really effective." Although the muscles on Long Yun's face were deformed by the bombardment of powerful energy, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

Although his own cultivation broke through the sixth layer of the Peiyuan period a few days ago, his energy did not skyrocket uncontrollably, and the growth rate was completely within the controllable range, and he could also use all his original and new energy according to the cultivation of the powerful energy-consuming supernatural power to maintain a basic balance.

In this way, before getting rid of this energy cover, Long Yun could control his cultivation within the eighth layer of the Peiyuan Period, avoiding the fate of his body being used by Mei Hanyan.

At the same time, in a huge space thousands of kilometers away from Long Yun under the earth's crust, an oval blood-red light mask one hundred and ten stories high was flashing back and forth in the space.

Inside the large mask, there are dozens of layers of space distributed in a ring with a diameter of hundreds of meters, covered with countless blood-red small masks, and each layer of small masks has a mask flickering from time to time, obviously transmitting something.

The space of each layer of annular distribution rotates in an orderly manner according to a certain law.

Each level of the annular space is connected to a conveyor belt that leads to the bottom of the entire large reticle.

After each small mask flashed, a unconscious person of different skin colors would teleport over, and the conveyor belt would automatically teleport the newly teleported figure to the basement level of the oval light mask.

On the conveyor belt at the bottom of the oval light mask, an assembly line is slowly turning, and the blood-red light gives people an eerie feeling.

Two ugly-looking three-headed monsters each operate a machine that looks like a microscope, but the difference is that where the microscope slides should be installed, two huge syringes are installed.

What's even more strange is that at the beginning of the assembly line, there are countless blood-red, silkworm-like embryos, and the surface of these embryos is covered with horizontal and vertical blood vessels, which is extremely fishy.

Those of different skin tones who had just been transported by the conveyor belt were stripped naked, first staring at the black and red liquid on the head at the position of the syringe, and then being loaded into silkworm chrysalis-like embryos, which slowly rotated along the assembly line.

The machines on the assembly line roared, and the embryos hung neatly like roast ducks, and there were wriggling and dull roars in the embryos from time to time.

On the assembly line with no end in sight, a considerable number of three-headed giants are busy under the blood-red light, completing their own processes on the embryo that turns in front of them.

At the end of the assembly line, the embryo that had turned here was slashed open by two three-headed giants who operated the laser, and a three-headed man with a hideous face was coming out of the embryo.

"Next!" A beastly and rude voice came out, and a three-headed giant with the appearance of a foreman and a hideous and terrifying face finished speaking, and his rough fingers scratched something on the screen of the tablet-like machine.

On the other side, a black and shiny conveyor belt stretched out into the distance of the huge space, on the conveyor belt, the skin was rough and brownish, and the smell was stinking, and three monsters had just broken out of the cocoon of the embryo, and the roars of one after another resounded throughout the underground space.

The aura emitted by these monsters was all above the middle stage of the building.

After the three-headed monster who looked like a foreman finished speaking, the three-headed monster who had just come out of his shell let out a strange roar in his throat, and he skillfully jumped on the rotating conveyor belt and teleported away to the far side of the underground space.

At the end of the conveyor belt, about a few tens of kilometers away, in an even larger space.

The rock walls and the ground were crawling with dense three-headed monsters, and the roaring and biting sounds of hungry wolves continued. Tens of thousands of three-headed monsters are gathering, and from time to time monsters are fighting and killing each other, and the scene is extremely bloody.

Above ground level in this subterranean area, on the outskirts of a small chaotic city, a luxurious villa stands in a visibly old neighborhood of villas.

As a result of aggression and a long civil war, the country was divided into factions and local armed forces, making it impossible to form a unified central government.

In such a country, in order to ensure their own security, most ordinary people have guns, private armies are commonplace, and there are not a few people who join various factions.

And this villa is too high-end compared to the surrounding buildings, and it is a bit out of place.

This villa looks ordinary, but there is a team of mercenaries with loaded guns patrolling back and forth, and the cultivation of these mercenaries is at least above the middle stage of construction.

There was also a barracks not far from the villa, where about a battalion of soldiers were stationed, all of whom were heavily armed with American style.

On the lawn at the entrance of the barracks, four American-made longbow Apache helicopter gunships were parked.

Around the villa, a Humvee equipped with the latest American-made "Avenger" anti-aircraft missiles patrols the villa.

In the barracks, more than a dozen tanks and armored vehicles were neatly parked, and it can be seen from these tall American-made equipment that the owner of this villa is either rich or expensive, and only then can he have the financial resources to buy these top-notch equipment of the US military in active service in the international arms market and support such a large scale of armament.

"Bloody, how is the current progress of the construction of the corpse army?" In a huge private villa, a looming figure folded his hands behind his back, asking such a sentence.

"Mr. Revelation Phantom, for decades, we have been operating all over the world, laying nearly 10,000 teleportation illusions in areas where agents of the Planet Security Organization are active, and capturing the agents of the Star Security Organization to build the main body of the corpse army, which is currently close to 10,000 people. It's still increasing, and it won't be long before the Corpse Factory can create more beasts. A handsome and fair-skinned young man, with long hair and a shawl, and a bloody smell all over his body, said respectfully, this person is one of the powerful combat forces within the Earth Liberation Front, the rumored blood.

It's just that this person's cultivation is not the late stage of building as described in the materials mastered by the China Star Security Organization, but an old monster in the middle stage of transformation.

"Well, mutate the agents of the Star Security Organization into corpses, and then use them to fight for us, and consume the manpower of the Star Security Organization, seconds! Well done, it seems that the project of the army of corpses in charge of you is making good progress, and has made a great contribution to the arrival of the army of saviors and the liberation of the earth. When the Savior liberates the earth, I will ask the Lord for your credit. Mr. Phantom, who was flickering in shape, applauded.

"The subordinates don't dare, it is the duty of the blood demon to serve the savior, and the blood demon has no two hearts!" Hearing Mr. Phantom's words of praise, the long-haired bloody man not only did not show a smug look, but his face was solemn, and he bowed down and said.

"Good! Be humble and cautious, this seat appreciates you, you go down, and continue to supervise the creation of the army of corpses. "Mr. Phantom still has his hands behind his back, and his head can't be upside down.

"Bloody obedience." The bloody man with the long hair and shawl bowed and walked out backwards.

"Shadow, come in!" Mr. Phantom put his hands behind his back and didn't look back.

"Shadow See Mr. Phantom!" As soon as Mr. Phantom's voice fell, there was a slight energy fluctuation in the hall, which stopped abruptly behind Mr. Phantom, and then a transparent shadow gradually became clear, and after a breath or two, a small person appeared with wings on his back, and his whole body was crystal transparent, and the glass-like villain appeared, and his small and delicate face opened lightly, and replied respectfully to the Phantom.

"Shadow, have you had any new information coming from the Star Security Organization lately?" The phantom's flickering shadow shook a few times and asked the crystal clear glass villain.

"I would like to tell Mr. Phantom that we have lost contact with our secret line in the Chinese theater not long ago, and we have lost the source of intelligence in the Chinese theater. However, the United States, Russia, and the European theater of operations all have the latest intelligence. This is the next step of the action plan of these theater star security organizations, please take a look. After the crystal transparent glass villain finished speaking, a tiny storage device turned into a ray of turquoise light, flew out of the villain's hand, and flew towards the back of the phantom.

"What? There is no news from the Chinese theater of operations? How did you plan your infiltration? So easily cleaned up from within the Chinese Star Security Organization, so that the savior lost the eyes of surveillance, as the person in charge of the infiltration plan, do you think it can get out of it? The phantom grabbed the void with his backhand, grabbed the storage device in his hand, and didn't look at the information in his hand, and his voice suddenly rose up, cold and piercing.

As soon as the phantom's words fell, an irresistible invisible force suddenly released, enveloping the whole body of the crystal villain with wings in his back.

"My subordinates are ineffective, please punish Mr. Phantom!" The crystal villain with wings on his back showed a look of fear, although he was already in the middle stage of transformation, he could not resist the huge force that enveloped his whole body, his legs bent, and he was forced to kneel on the ground, and his voice was a little trembling.

"Reprimand? To put it lightly! Can you make up for the loss if you punish it? Give you a year to re-install our eyeliner in the Chinese theater of operations, and if there is a mistake in the mission, a heavy punishment will definitely be inevitable, so you can do it yourself! The phantom retracted the invisible force it unleashed, and its voice was still cold.

"Thank you, sir, for not killing, the phantom remembers sir's words, and if there is any mistake, let Mr. deal with it." The crystal villain with wings on his back suddenly felt his whole body loosen and regained his freedom. But he still knelt on the ground, not daring to get up.

"Okay, you infiltrate the department's bullshit, I've heard too much, you go down." The Phantom waved his hand impatiently, not looking back.

"Shadow obeys!" The crystal villain got up cautiously, half-bent and withdrew from the hall, and the villain's body at the door of the villa suddenly became transparent quickly, and disappeared into the air like evaporation in an instant, and none of the soldiers patrolling nearby during the construction period noticed anything abnormal.