At nine o'clock in the morning, Torture Blade got out of the car and followed the crowd of students into the Apocalypse Dragoon Academy.

There was a drizzle in the sky, and the whole world was overcast, giving people a depressing feeling.

His hands were still shaking, and the umbrella in his hands was shaking.

Walking into the classroom in silence, today's lecturer is another man, this man is a little younger than yesterday's one.

"Today, we're going to talk about the relationship between the body and the soul." The lecturer's voice was loud and sonorous. Reminds Tortureblade of that powerful instructor from yesterday.

Outside the door, a well-dressed lecturer with glasses stood at the back door, a pair of gloomy eyes staring at the torture blade behind the glasses.

"Uncle, is this a cheap seed?" Sparker asked casually with his hands in his pockets.

Tony Baruka is the third brother of Sharu Baruka and the third uncle of Spark. But for this third uncle, Sparker didn't have any respect. Because Tony is a notoriously wasted waste for the entire Baruca family.

Now Tony's only role is to stay in the Apocalypse Dragoon, looking for an opportunity to recruit some talented "pariahs" to serve the family.

Tony glanced at his little nephew and said, "Don't underestimate him." Yesterday the moon was planted in his hands. If it weren't for the timely arrival of the moon god light, she would have died. ”

Sparker sneered when he heard this, and said, "Third uncle, I think you are really scared." The so-called first moon of the same generation is a joke in our circles. The current Yue Clan, if it weren't for Yuehua, would have collapsed long ago. Just use Bai Lingjian? How stupid! ”

Listening to his nephew's rampant tone and arrogant appearance, Tony said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Maybe I'm really scared." Tell me, how can you help me vent? Without the protection of the Oath Seal, I won't be able to leave Apocalypse City for half a year. ”

"How do you get angry? Do you still need to vent? Find a reason and just kill it. ”

When talking, "Little master, why don't you add me one?" Cord's voice came from the side.

Now Calder's arm had been attached, but he was unconscious, and his soft sac hung in front of him.

Seeing Cold's appearance, Sparker was taken aback and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Cord gritted his teeth and told him about yesterday's events, and when Sparker heard this, his face turned hideous, "It's actually Frankie's lackey?" That's great! In that case, let's plan carefully. ”

In the classroom, Torture Blade, who was listening carefully, didn't notice the few people outside the back door.

"The human soul is the source of human strength, and our body, like the spirit, is a medium, a tool. A channel through which the power of the soul is unleashed. But as we all know, the human body has limits, and it is weak and fragile. If the physical body is used as an output tool, it will not only limit the exertion of our soul power, but also reduce the time that our physical body exists. In this case, the spirit of the spirit appeared. Our second body, our second powerful body. ”

"Under normal circumstances, the function of a soul image is about five times that of a standard normal person. As long as they are equipped with the Psican, everyone can become a superman. ”

Torture Blade listened very carefully, not even blinking his eyes, for fear of missing any details.

The other students, however, did not pay attention to the lecturer, most of them were focused on the torture blade. Because they all heard about yesterday - a lowly breed defeated the first moon of his generation.

The lecturer didn't care about this, and still worked hard to teach his knowledge to the students, "That's why the alliance clearly stipulates that it is not allowed to use the body alone to launch psionic weapons." ”

"The flesh is too fragile compared to the soul image. And the psionic supply required by psionic weapons is terrifying. Even the Soul Statue must be processed by a psionic energy supply before it can be output through the Soul Image. And you activate the soul image through the physical body, once the output of spiritual energy is too large, it will cause the entire body to explode and collapse. This kind of thing has happened countless times in history, and I hope that all of you here will remember it closely. ”

Hearing this, Tortureblade looked down at his still trembling hands, as if he understood something.

"It seems that it was yesterday that activated two hunting weapons at the same time, causing a dark problem in both hands. After today's high-intensity training, the dark disease has been completely triggered. ”

The fist clenched slowly, and the first thing I felt was a pinprick tingling. It's as if both hands are holding a cactus hard.

The second is weakness, there is no strength in the hands, and even the fists are not clenched.

At the end of class, Tortureblade leaves the classroom under the gaze of many students. Hiding his trembling hands in his pockets, Torture Blade's body suddenly stiffened, and then his eyes gradually turned red.

"The smell of blood..." His eyes grew redder, and in the direction of the scent, Torture Blade once again saw the man dressed in a golden spirit code. At the man's feet, there was still the body of a student. A few bugs like yesterday quickly crawled into the ground.

"The smell of disaster..." Torture Blade muttered in his heart.

At the same time, the headquarters of the Seven Killings Division, in the dark underground, in the coroner's room. There was only one table in the dimly lit space. On the platform, there was a pale and tattered corpse.

The corpse was completely white, and the blood had been drained from the body. Under the tattered flesh and skin, the internal organs were also hollowed out.

"Judging from the remains of the corpse, the tooth marks inside the chest cavity are catastrophic. This is evidenced by the waste skin left over from the abdomen. But judging from the way it hatches and the speed it grows, this kind of disaster is a new type of disaster. And most importantly, how does it come in? ”

The coroner was a mature woman with pale hair, looking in her thirties, wearing a white lab coat of the same color as her hair, and wearing white gloves to play with the corpse.

There were two people standing beside him, one was Lin Yun and the other was Khakass.

Lin Yun shook his head and said, "I don't know, when I found the body, the blood was already cold." He appeared to have been dead for at least five hours, and showed no signs of struggle. ”

The woman took off her gloves and said, "Being able to kill people in the Apocalypse Dragoon Courtyard is not an ordinary disaster compared to it." ”

Khakassia said gloomily, "If it's a disaster, then it's okay to say." I'm worried about the betrayer. ”

The woman casually threw away her gloves, turned on the light, and the whole room lit up.

"Looks like you've got a clue."

Huska nodded and said, "There hasn't been any abnormality recently, but a few days ago, a lowly beast with a beast nature of 90 entered Apocalypse City. ”

"Bestiality 90? Or is it a cheap breed!? The woman's voice raised noticeably.

Faced with the woman's questioning, Huskar shook his head and said, "I can't help it, he was brought in by the dean, and he was accompanied by Frannie Rod." ”

When Lin Yun heard this, he said with a strange face, "Captain, I've seen this person." ”

After listening to this, Khakassian turned his head to look at Lin Yun・・・・・・

In the academy, Tortureblade stared at it and muttered to himself, "What does he want to do?" ”

The power of the torture blade can only be seen through the surrounding blood qi, and the person's form can be seen simply, but the real appearance cannot be seen clearly.

In this case, the torture blade was only to see, and did not interfere and prevent. Whether it's a disaster or a human being. As long as it doesn't threaten your hunting, it doesn't matter if you live or die.

The man quickly vanished, leaving only a tattered corpse in its wake.

The torture blade's nose, which was about to leave directly, suddenly tasted a hint of déjà vu in this blood, and his spirit suddenly became in a trance.

Under the gloomy sky, corpses are everywhere. The corpses of human beings are mutilated, as if they have been eaten by some terrifying monster, which is extremely terrifying.

The old hunter looked down and touched the wound on the corpse, then put the blood on his nose and sniffed it, then turned to the little torture blade and said, "Remember this smell, remember this scene." This is the Ulcer King, one of the four kings of calamity who poses the greatest threat to humanity. Although we hunters don't have a good impression of humans, I am disgusted by this kind of thing. If you encounter it in the future, no matter what the situation, it will be the highest priority hunting target"

The little torture blade learned from the old hunter to stretch out his fingers, dip it in the blood and smell it.

"Sour..." Torture Blade's nose asked about the smell again after six years.

The moment he asked about the taste, the torture blade quickened his pace and sped over.

A minute later, Tortureblade stood quietly in front of the corpse, his dark eyes constantly watching for subtle clues around him.

It is the back of a building, with a building in front and a courtyard wall in the back, and dense trees on both sides, so it is very well hidden.

Half a meter to the left of the corpse, there were a pair of footprints. There is only one pair of footprints, and you can't see it coming, and you can't see it going. It's as if it appeared out of nowhere.

Reached out and touched the footprints. "He is about 180 tall and weighs 80 kilograms. Shoe size 45. ”

Turning his head around, Tortureblade's gaze fell on a broken branch.

Following the broken branches, Tortureblade fell to his knees, staring at a small strip of soft dirt on the ground.

"Steam, it's not dry yet. Then he should have flown in. ”

With that, Tortureblade stood up and set his gaze on the poor creature.

His chest cavity burst open, and his whole body was dripping with blood. I can barely see that this is a woman, and she is still a young girl.

Squatting down, Torture Blade reached out to brush away the messy hair on the corpse's face, and saw a pale and terrifying face.

The girl's entire face was distorted and puffy. The eyes, tongue, and even teeth have been corroded clean by inexplicable things, turning into a pool of fishy yellow water, flowing out along the seven orifices.

Although his face was no longer the same, Tortureblade still recognized the man.

"Chapter girl." Tortureblade said as he reached into the girl's chest.

Goo, goo...

The hand fumbled through the sticky blood and slippery internal organs, and finally found something black, like a button.

shook off the liquid on his hand and slowly turned over Zhang Yatou's corpse. Underneath the corpse, there were three circles of soft earth. The dirt was covered in blood and was difficult to spot.

If Tortureblade hadn't seen those monsters burrow into the ground with his own eyes, it would have been hard to notice.

On the other side, Sparky was walking briskly with two followers.