The blue mist spreads like substance, and the five fingers are not visible in the thick reach.

Blood Pupil lay in the rough concoction nest, silently closing his eyes.

He didn't need to look at it, because even if he did, he couldn't see through the mysterious blue fog peculiar to Gustas. Here, all his senses seemed to fail, like an orphan floating in the universe. If ordinary people encounter such a scene, they will definitely go crazy lonely. But the blood pupil won't, not only not, but he also sensed the surroundings with interest, sensing a stream of joy, or despair, or painful emotions.

The blue mist of Gustas could not stop the feeling of blood pupils.

In fact, Gustas is indeed the leader of energy civilization, but once they reach the level of biological civilization, they are out-and-out junior brothers.

The use of blue mist blocked the blood pupil's vision and blocked the blood pupil's senses. But will he be able to stop the blood pupil from connecting with the strengthening cells? At this moment, trillions of enhanced cell clones are jumping in the pipes, each of which is the eyes and ears of the blood pupils.

Through these clones, the Blood Pupil could clearly sense everything that was happening around them, even more clearly and clearly than the Gustas.

Because, even if it is a replicant, the strengthening cell is a strengthening cell in the end, and it still bears the brand of Crodir!!

From a certain point of view, a civilization that fails to thoroughly analyze the mystery of the Claudil cell will not be able to drive the strengthening cell no matter what. What they created was not so much a replica as a continuation of the Claudil civilization. At a time when most of the Gustas Priests thought that copying would be a reproduction, Blood Pupil only sneered in his heart.

If the Claudir civilization had been so easy to replicate, they would have been carved up long ago in the distant era of Great Chaos.

In fact, Crodier's fortified cells, each of which is a separate individual, bears the imprint of Crodier. It's like a virus. Even if it's copied a thousand times, ten thousand times. But the instinct of the virus will not be eliminated. And that instinct. It is the source of Claudir's strength!! No matter how many times it is replicated, the owner of the virus will not be the replicator, but the real master of Crodil.

That is, yourself.

Lying in the concoction nest with his eyes closed, the blood pupil couldn't help but sneer secretly.

The concoction nest he spoke of was also a crude replica. Although it is full of the skill and beauty of energy civilization, it is actually incompatible with Crodil. This kind of modulation nest, not to mention modulation, is impossible to play even one ten-thousandth of the function, the only possibility. It is to provide energy to strengthen the cells.

It's a pity that even the energy provided is not in line with the taste of strengthening cells. The crystal energy of the energy civilization is too cold, and it does not have the warmth and affinity of biological energy. The blood pupil could almost hear the protest and roar of the strengthening cells, but no one knew all this.

In this way, the blood pupil floated in the rough nutrient solution of the concoction nest, feeling the unwillingness and anger of trillions of 'subjects'.

"Wait...... My people. Your future is just beginning here...... You may die in the next moment, but you surrender to Crodir's loyalty. I will definitely remember. ”

The blood pupil thought silently, sending out a reassuring thought to all the strengthened cells. Subsequently. He felt a lot of anticipation, longing, and dependence.

These are all emotions that strengthen the cells, and although they are not intelligent, they have an instinct for the mother.

Then, the Blood Pupils were in the Modulation Nest, and 'with their own eyes' they were injected into each of the recruits.

I have to say that as a high-level civilization in the third world, Gustas's handwriting is indeed big enough. In this trial, the number of recruits far exceeded the imagination of the blood pupil, and it actually reached as many as 10,000! It's a pity that there are so many people, but there are only five fingers of powerhouses who can really reach the meteorite level, and most of them haven't even reached the comet level.

They were like a mindless puppet, suspended in the midst of countless concoction nests. Waiting for the infusion of fortified cells.

They didn't have to wait long, and in fact it was a sin to waste time in Gustas, where efficiency was paramount. So soon, pipes woven by light were inserted into their bodies, injecting the strengthening cells one by one.

Seeing this scene, the blood pupil sneered silently.

It's too rude, it's too uncultured.

It is important to know that although the Dao Enhancement Cells are the basic biological units cultivated by Claudier, they are not unconscious, they are a primitive, savage, violent, and cruel individual. No matter how low-level you are, you still have the instinct of a high-level life! They are noble, unruly, like the most primitive nobles in the universe, and even if they are driven, they must be according to primitive etiquette. And to inject them directly is precisely the most barbaric and unacceptable behavior.

Even in Crodir, the first application of strengthening cells is colonization, so what qualifications does Gustas have to apply them directly to the flesh?

There is no restriction of the core nucleus, no pre-implanted gene sequence, and no constraints!! Gustas's actions are simply injecting poison into everyone!!

What if they didn't die fast enough?

In just a few minutes, the Blood Pupil's thoughts were filled with the recipient's painful moans and angry roars. They were all evolutionaries who had signed a agreement, but they could never have imagined that they would encounter such a terrifying encounter. Or they all believe in their own strength, but they are not much stronger than a baby in the face of the invasion of the strengthening cells.

You must know that even in the period of great chaos, countless conquerors of Claudir died under the devouring of the enhanced cells...... What are they??

The blood pupil silently felt the negative emotions such as pain, despair, and sorrow, but his heart was calm. At this time, the strengthening cells that belonged to him were also injected, and the blood pupil could feel the joy and dependence of these cells. But there is no trace of the violence of others when they are injected.

With a slight smile in his heart, the blood pupil casually calmed these cells and absorbed them into his body. Then he silently turned his gaze to the others.

Looking at the past, there is only death and madness.

Of the nearly 10,000 evolutionary beings, only seven survived, including the Blood Pupil. Of the other six survivors, four are meteorites that they have seen before, and two are meteorites.

In the midst of everyone's angry and desperate gaze, Guise's figure appeared in front of them again. Said with coldness and expectation.

"I'm glad that you passed the first test, so next, please allow me to do the second injection, there are a total of seventy-six tests in the whole test, and the last survivor will be honored by our Gustas."

"Nope! You demon!! What are you injecting us!? It's not a toning solution, it's highly toxic!! It's death!! A meteorite-level evolutionary roared involuntarily, his eyes red.

He was so angry that although he had considered the danger long before signing the agreement, he had never thought that it would be so terrifying that even his meteorite-level body could not compete with it. If it were to be carried out by Guise, wouldn't everyone present be killed?

It's a pity that no one cares about their feelings at this time.

Guise just gave him a cold look and continued.

"Second injection, start immediately." (To be continued.) )