At this time, at the center of the storm, the Torture Blade disappeared from all vision, and even the Seven Killing Divisions in the place where the incident occurred did not know his whereabouts.

A gloomy underground room somewhere in Apocalypse City.

The torture blade lay limply on the cold floor, his body covered with hideous and terrifying hollows. It was as if countless bugs had just burst out of his body.

Not far from him, Slaughter Jun sat on a chair with Erlang's legs crossed, repairing his nails with a barbed dagger.

"Why save me?" Tortureblade suddenly made a hoarse sound.

The Slaughter Warrior glanced at the torture blade, and then said nonchalantly, "I haven't heard your screams yet." ”

"You are like me, but they fear you, but they don't hate you, why?" Tortureblade raised his eyes, barely looking at the Slaughterer.

Slaughter Slaughter Jun looked down at the torture blade and said, "Look at your indifferent look, there are so many words. ”

Tortureblade retracted his gaze, looked at the gloomy ceiling, and said, "I only talk to people who don't bore me. ”

When he heard this, he put away his dagger and sneered, "Childish." ”

"What's going to happen to me?" Torture Blade didn't continue, and suddenly asked.

"Die." Slaughter Tu Jun said for a moment.

Tortureblade didn't speak, didn't move.

"Or raw." After a pause of more than ten seconds, the Slaughter Slaughter Monarch suddenly said.

"Who is going to save me? What is the purpose? Torture Blade asked.

The Slaughter Monarch looked at the Torture Blade with interest and asked, "I heard that you have seen the Ulcer King, and even the Four Kings of Calamity, I am very curious about them. ”

Tortureblade fell silent and stopped talking.

Slaughter Jun pulled out his dagger, squatted beside the torture blade, and said in a dark voice, "If you don't reply to me, the end will be very painful." ”

Tortureblade looked at her indifferently and said calmly, "You can try." ”

"Humph!" Slaughter Jun snorted coldly and got up, she knew that pain couldn't shake this indifferent and somewhat cruel guy.

The room was quiet again, and time passed slowly.

Half an hour later.

There was a creak, and the door slowly opened.

Tortureblade glanced at the doorway, and the first thing he saw was a straight suit.

Secondly, what I saw was a face that made Torture Blade somewhat familiar.

"It's you." Torture Blade said lightly.

The young man also looked a little surprised and said, "I didn't expect it to be you." ”

This young man is the young vice president who used to sell young dragons to Frannie.

The young man turned his head and looked at the slaughtering monarch strangely and said, "Why didn't you tell me in advance." ”

Slaughter Jun sneered, "Is it useful to talk to you?" ”

The young man spread his hands helplessly, then squatted down beside the torture blade and pinched the wound of the torture blade.

Looking at the torture blade, who still had a calm face, the young man sighed, "Sure enough, there is no emotion. The hunter lives up to its name. ”

"Do you know who I am?" Torture Blade stared at the young man.

The young man laughed, got up and said, "Now introduce yourself, my name is Minglong." ”

"I'm not interested in what your name is." Torture Blade said lightly.

Minglong turned his head to look at the Slaughtering Monarch, "Didn't you tell him our identities?" ”

Slaughter Tujun asked lightly, "Why do you say it?" ”

"Hmph..."

Ming Long cleared his throat and said to the torture blade, "Your identity, you may have heard some legends. ”

"Legends?" Torture Blade raised his eyebrows, and his mind was full of thoughts.

The dark eyes looked at the two very different people, and finally said slowly, "Six Knights, right?" ”

"Hahahaha..."

Minglong let out a hearty laugh when he heard this.

Slaughter Slaughter Jun stared at the torture blade and said, "The beast's senses are really keen. ”

Torture Blade said calmly, "I see. ”

"I see, what?"

"The feeling of being the same kind." Torture Blade said four words.

After hearing this, the Slaughter Slaughter Monarch immediately stared at the torture blade and said sharply, "Pay attention to your tone, bastard!" We are not the same kind as you. You disaster-infected bastard! ”

For the insult of the slaughtering king, the torture blade didn't care, and quietly looked at Minglong and said, "What are you looking for me, this bastard?" ”

Minglong sat down, waved his hand, and said, "Although we six horsemen are people who are extremely averse to contracting disasters, you are different. Xiaojun, she is straightforward, don't care. ”

"Don't call me Jun!" Slaughter Slaughter Jun stared at Minglong and roared.

Minglong smiled faintly when he heard this, his face full of indifference.

"Why am I different from them?" Torture Blade asked.

Minglong smiled, "You have experienced the baptism of mutation, and your beast nature has been locked up, and it will never grow again." ”

"Mutant baptism?" Tortureblade is particularly unfamiliar with the term.

Minglong asked with a strange face, "Didn't the previous generation of hunters explain these things to you?" ”

Tortureblade shook his head and said, "The old hunter didn't say anything but explain hunting techniques to me. ”

Minglong listened and sighed, holding his forehead, "What an irresponsible hunter. ”

Slaughter Tujun clasped his hands on his chest and looked at the two of them coldly, and he didn't speak.

Tortureblade continued, "What do you know?" Can you explain it to me? ”

Minglong sighed and said, "Although our origin is from the Apocalypse Divine Clan, the system is not the same. Although we six knights have some information about hunters, we don't know much. ”

Tortureblade immediately said, "It's okay, I don't know anything yet." ”

Minglong nodded and continued, "In the Apocalypse God Clan, any clan member who wants to become a hunter must eliminate his own feelings. In this way, you can transform yourself into an invincible blade of terror. And this method of eliminating one's own feelings is called mutation baptism. ”

"The emotions of the person are expelled from the soul through special drugs, and then condensed into the Mark of the Hunter through the pure psionic circuit, and the expelled emotions are bound inside. In this way, all the emotional fluctuations of people who have received the baptism of mutation will become extremely weak, and there is no difference between disappearing. ”

"At the same time of mutation, that special medicine and pure spiritual energy will be mixed together to nourish the user's body, so that the mutant will become extremely indifferent and the physical body will become extremely powerful."

Tortureblade looked at his body and muttered, "It turns out that this strong body is not exercised. ”

Minglong shook his head and said, "No, although the mutated body is powerful, it is about twice the energy of a normal human body. It's nowhere near where you are now. To be able to reach this point is inseparable from your years of exercise. ”

"Then why don't I say that my bestiality doesn't grow?" Torture Blade asked.

"The bestiality of human beings comes from people's dark emotions. Jealousy, anger, and resentment can greatly increase one's bestiality. And the hunter, who has lost all feelings, without these emotions, naturally does not increase the animality. ”

After listening to Minglong's explanation, Torture Blade had another question in his heart, "You obviously have feelings, why are you so pure?" ”

Minglong listened to this, shook the delicate ring on his finger casually, and said, "What we got is the direct inheritance of the Six Knights. The primordial spirit inherited by the Six Horsemen protects our souls from erosion. ”

Tortureblade pondered for a moment and asked, "If I regain my interest one day, will the beast continue to grow?" ”

"No, it won't." Minglong replied decisively.

"Why?"

"I don't know, I've heard that even if the hunter recovers his emotions, there is a way to separate them again. I don't know how. ”

Torture Blade nodded, no more talking.

"There is only so much that we six horsemen have written of hunters. We don't know about the rest. ”

There was silence in the room for a minute. Tortureblade digested the information he had just gotten and asked, "What is your purpose?" What good will it do you to save me? ”

At the mention of this, Minglong's smile gradually became cold, and he said in a calm tone, "Now that the entire human race has entered a point of no return, we have to correct them from the crooked road." ”

"What do you mean?"

Tu Jun sneered, "This group of vested interests who are hungry for profit. In order to defeat the disaster, he took the initiative to contaminate the beastly nature, so that not only will not defeat the disaster, but will promote the power of the disaster. ”

"What are you going to do? Cleaning up all the bestial-infected humans? ”

Minglong sneered, "I want them to know how stupid and naïve their cognition is. ”

"There's something wrong with those dragons." Torture Blade said suddenly.

Minglong snorted and said, "This is a warning, and it is also a revelation from the Apocalypse Divine Clan. ”

Tortureblade didn't say what he thought about it, asking "What do you need me to do?" ”

"I want you to help us supervise these ignorant and stupid humans lest they do something irreparable." Minglong said solemnly.

"For example?"

"For example, what they're working on right now is how to increase the power of the Psychic through the Disaster Gene of the Loser."

"What's the hazard?"

"Using this kind of spirit code, although the power will be greatly increased. But if the will to the catastrophe cannot be suppressed, the user may be instantly assimilated by the catastrophe and become a new loser. And an even stronger loser. ”

Tortureblade shook his head and said, "Surveillance is not for hunters. ”

"But the executioner fits." Minglong said with a smile.

Tortureblade stared at him and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

The Slaughter Monarch on the side suddenly explained, "The Mysterious Star Hall of the Heavenly Apocalypse Sanctuary wants to absorb you. ”

"The Hall of the Lost Stars?" At the mention of the name, Tortureblade instantly thought of that strange Sey.

Minglong explained, "The Temple of the Lost Star is the arbitration place of the Apocalypse Divine Clan. It spies on the information and secrets of all the families of the entire Apocalypse Alliance. Any big action in the entire Apocalypse City can't escape the monitoring of the Mystery Star Palace. At the same time, if the Temple of the Lost Star discovers that someone is likely to rebel, it can be killed directly without any permission. Therefore, these people are also called the reaper of the underworld. ”

Torture Blade asked suspiciously, "Why did you absorb me?" ”

"Your performance in Black Cloud City is too eye-catching." Slaughter Slaughter Jun said slowly.

Everything was clear, and Tortureblade fell silent again.

Minglong looked at the torture blade and asked, "I saved your life, it's fair that you help me do something." ”

Tortureblade was silent for a moment and then said, "I'm not good at reporting. I'll watch quietly and ask me if you want to know anything. I will answer. ”

Syllable!

Minglong snapped his fingers, got up with a happy face, and said, "Then it's decided." ”

After speaking, he walked out with a smile.