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Seeing this scene, Fang Mingwei and Vernon glanced at each other, even the most stupid people knew that there must be something very important hidden here, otherwise these genetic people and those few transformation beasts would not be so panicked. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info can't even take care of his own safety.

Just as Fang Mingwei was muttering in his heart, dozens of figures came out of that crack.

These were the ordinary genetic people who had just desperately entered the burning house, and each of them was holding a smaller person in their arms at the moment. The men were curled up in their arms, motionless, and they didn't know if they had been smoked alive by the smoke.

It's just that as soon as they saw these people come out, countless genetic people outside cheered in unison, and the sound was so loud that it was deafening.

Fang Mingwei could clearly feel the ecstasy represented by their cheers, and even his heart was inexplicably infected with a burst of excitement. He felt a pang in his heart, what these genetic people are doing is an enemy of natural people, what are they happy about?

It's just that this kind of joy from the heart is the most touching factor. As long as Fang Mingwei is still a human being, then he will inevitably be affected by this.

Thirty-six people were rescued from the house, and when the last man left, the old man standing in the flames shouted, "All right, all rescued, let's go." ”

As soon as the words fell, he was grabbed by a monster next to him and put on his back, and walked out of the sea of fire in three or two steps. The monster that was holding the beam was finally freed, and with a loud roar, he lowered the arm that was supporting the beam, and in an instant he pulled out.

As soon as the beam fell to the ground, there was a loud silence, and then the entire room collapsed with it.

And the monster was desperately waving its blackened arms and jumping desperately on the side. The long hairs on his arms had long since burned away, and the hard skin was cracking piece by piece, revealing black, miserable arms like withered bamboos.

Seeing this injury, even Fang Mingwei was taken aback. Inferring from the injury, it can be clearly imagined that this shapeshifter beast suffered just now, but before everyone escaped, he just gritted his teeth and held back, not to mention his arms, even his body was motionless.

Such a tenacious will is not comparable to ordinary people.

Ask yourself, Fang Mingwei himself is not sure whether he can do better than him in this situation.

However, it is clear that although the monster is seriously injured, it is not fatal. So most people's eyes are on those who have just been rescued.

These people are not very old, and if the development of a genetic person is the same as that of a human, then it will not be more than ten years old at most.

Moreover, with the eyesight of Fang Mingwei and Vernon, it was even more obvious at once that the abilities of these children had reached the level of ordinary human beings at the third level.

A child who is less than ten years old has a third-level physical ability, or a third-level spiritual strength.

If it is placed in the world of natural persons, this must be a very rare thing. It's hard for a ten-year-old kid to reach such heights, even if he's extremely smart.

Of course, if those huge families that have been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years concentrate the strength of the entire family when cultivating direct heirs, they may be able to cultivate such a freak among dozens or hundreds of heirs.

However, there are a total of thirty-six children here, and each of them has a third-level strength, so it is definitely not something that any family can cultivate.

Recalling all the legends about genetic people, it seems that in some ways, genetic people are indeed better than natural people. If it weren't for their inability to break through the sixth level on a large scale, then the main position in the human world at the moment might not be a natural person, but a genetic person.

Some of the 36 children rescued wept loudly, some trembled, and some remained silent and motionless.

More than a dozen people in white coats and carrying crosses behind them were circling around these children, especially those who were clearly in a coma, and they were the focus of their attention.

The two immediately recognized the identities of these people, and they really didn't expect that in the world of genetic people, the doctor's dress was not much different from that of a natural person.

Fang Mingwei slowly half-closed his eyes, focusing on the children, he was calm at this time, although in the noise of the crowd, he still heard the children's breathing clearly. He found that the most seriously injured child, his breathing was already absent, and he could lose his breath at any time.

Sure enough, after seeing the child's injuries, several doctors shook their heads together and reluctantly gave up.

Then, the child suddenly breathed a few times in a hurry, as if it was a return to the light, and his face was flushed with a bewitching flush. Slowly, when the flush faded, he finally stopped breathing completely.

Fang Mingwei's heart moved slightly, although he knew that it was impossible for a master above level six to preserve a complete soul. Once they die, their souls will sublimate in an instant, and it is impossible to condense white points of light unless they encounter a very special case.

However, seeing such a young child dying in front of him, Fang Mingwei still subconsciously recited the spell of collecting souls.

He didn't expect to be able to collect the child's unformed soul, and the action could even be summed up as a subconscious act.

However, in the next moment, his eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of essence flashed by.

But in that glance, there was a lot of shock, surprise, fear, and deep incomprehension.

At the moment when he activated the spell, it had already been discovered that there was no soul in this child's body...... Yes, it's not that it dissipates before it condenses into a point of light, but that there is no soul at all.

A deep chill enveloped his whole body in an instant, and if it weren't for his strong self-control, the upper and lower two rows of teeth would almost be fighting.

Grandma's, what the hell are you doing?

As Fang Mingwei, who has obtained the inheritance of the necromancy, it is the first time that he feels that in this world, there are also souls that he cannot control.

No, it's not that he can't control it, it's that there is no soul in the child who just died.

What's going on? Is it possible that as human beings, there is no soul?

Fang Mingwei's body trembled uncontrollably at this moment, and the cold cold air seeped deep into every corner of his body like venom.

Suddenly, Fang Mingwei found that something was wrong, there was a thought in his heart that was howling wildly, he couldn't go on like this.

He shuddered violently, and immediately gathered his internal strength and spiritual strength to expel all the discomfort in his body.

The breath was a heavy gasp in an instant, although the recovery was quite fast, and the people around him barely noticed, but what kind of person Vernon was beside him, he immediately shifted his gaze.

Fang Mingwei hesitated, but this matter could not be explained to him, so he shook his head slightly and motioned to go back and talk about it.

At this moment, the shape-shifting beast that was desperately waving its arms had regained its human form, and it turned out to be Sparten, the lord of Ivher's name.

Fang Mingwei looked at this lord in surprise, no matter who did this, he would not feel strange, but as a lord, being able to do this was indeed incredible.

If it is in the world of natural persons, when those old men who are officials encounter a crisis, the first thing that comes to mind must be the safety of their surnames. Unless it's time to make political achievements, the first ones to run away are definitely these people.

However, as the supreme leader of the name of Iver, it is inconceivable that he would endure the great pain of burning his arms for the sake of thirty-six children, such an act if it were placed in the world of natural people.

Suddenly, Fang Mingwei's keen eyes caught a faint hint of murderous intent, and he actually felt a trace of killing intent towards Spartan from Vernon's body.

I turned my head to look in surprise, but I heard a slight voice, as if it was a worm whispering in my ears: "Not my race, punishment." ”

Fang Mingwei was silent and nodded slowly.

Maybe for genetic people, Sparten is a hero, but for natural people, the fewer such heroes, the better.

Although Spartan had regained his human form, his arms were just as miserable, but he didn't seem to take it to heart except that his face was pale.

Several doctors stepped forward and hurriedly bandaged him, and he asked loudly why the fire had started.

This question immediately stumped everyone, and almost all of them turned their eyes to those children on the ground, Fang Mingwei was surprised, could it be that they caused such a fire?

And why did these people put more than thirty children in that strange wooden room?

It's really strange for genetic people to do things.

A man walked briskly towards them, it was Ift, who was still directing the crowd just now. It is estimated that I saw the two of them unexpectedly, and the crowd has gradually regained calm, so I came up to meet them.

(To be continued)