There was no suspense in the whole battle.

This is a small dark outpost. The information transmitted from the Legion headquarters was very accurate, and in addition to the dark warriors and knights in charge of the battle, there were about a hundred or so dark civilians who were responsible for the logistics and normal operation of the outpost. The nearby river is the source of the water, and the food is quite abundant. Led by the legionnaires, Vimore and Reilly and other servants began to search from house to house, inspecting every house. All the creatures of darkness, warriors and civilians, resisters and surrenderers, were pulled out of the house and slaughtered in the open space outside.

The killing was bloody and brutal, and there was never an order to the other party to kneel on the ground and then shoot from behind. Long-distance combat must ensure that there is enough ammunition, and no one will waste the supplies they carry with them before the battle is over. The weapons of the Dark World are valuable at times like these. Warriors picked up the tomahawks, chains, and swords that belonged to the enemy from the ground, and with hatred and the pleasure of victory, they cut off the heads one by one, and then stuck the hideous-looking heads with their original expressions distorted by fear one by one on the tips of spears, or simply on the wooden fences that had not yet been destroyed, as a threat to the dark creatures who dared to give food to humans.

This kind of battle has always been based on extermination. Especially in the case of human victory, there are very few opponents, that is, situations where dark creatures can survive. No one can feed them with their own kind, and the Imperial Police is investigating every case of secretly raising dark creatures. With the exception of the Imperial Academy and the Main Legion, anyone who raises them for special purposes must be punished with a felony. Either they were executed on the spot, or they were stripped of their rights and sent to the Holy See to be used as a necessary raw material for the manufacture of mechanical slaves or biological slaves.

Su Hao stood in front of a pile of decapitated corpses of dark creatures, took out a cigarette, and smoked silently.

On the hook of his left shoulder armor is a Dark Knight's head. This practice was learned from a certain veteran. Legionnaires often use this method to express their own bravery, and at the same time can stimulate the opponent to develop a stronger fear. Su Hao was not very comfortable at first, but after trying it a few times in battle, he quickly liked this cruel method. Of course, that's for the enemy.

Torugal walked up to Su Hao and looked at him with respect.

Familiarity and respect certainly don't come from everyday conversations. From DS A Space 66 to the current Konoha Town, Torugal has followed Su Hao through more than a dozen battles. The relationship between them is already familiar, and the combat cooperation is also very tacit. Of course, Torugal himself didn't know that he had been noticed by Su Hao and had become a target for contact who could be transformed into a "worker bee".

"The Servant Army team found something interesting in the room in the back. I guess you'd better go over and see for yourself. ”

Su Hao took a hard puff of his cigarette and nodded.

It was a large room with an area of more than 200 square meters, and it was divided into three floors including the basement. As soon as he walked in the door, Su Hao immediately smelled a strong smell of blood, he was almost choked and vomited on the spot, and hurriedly took out a breathing mask from his backpack and put it on his face.

The scene in front of me is no different from the legendary hell.

There was human flesh and stumps scattered everywhere, and the hard part underneath should be paved with cement, but there was no place to stay. Su Hao cautiously raised his feet and walked into it, and saw that human internal organs and heads were everywhere on the ground, and some of the hearts should have just been dug out of the inside of the body, and they were still squirming slightly in the warm pool of blood. The walls were splattered with blood, and their original color was supposed to be gray and black. Two lights hang from the roof, emitting a white light. In the light, blood could still be seen seeping out of the fragments of the limbs.

This is the cafeteria where the dark creatures eat. Su Hao had seen similar places before. They like to chop up living people in public, and then share them in their savage and cruel ways. This practice is common among dark aristocratic families, but the dark armies usually use the same meal sharing system as the human armies. Although they were also chopped up from the living, they were packaged and distributed to the soldiers in the same quantities. It is said that this system of sharing meals is very popular within the dark army. They like to drink wine made from fermented human blood, as well as fresh, warm blood. In the eyes of dark creatures, the cold and hard pieces of meat have lost their original deliciousness, and only by tearing them on the spot and eating them is the most hearty and hearty way to eat.

The second and third basement floors have access to the surface. It is separated from the first floor, and although there are additional doors, it is locked from the outside, and there are special dark warriors to watch over it. Su Hao walked down the stairs and found that all the beds below the second floor were neatly arranged, and there were about a hundred interned human slaves still alive. Their clothes are simple in style, the fabric is strong, the overall living environment is very clean, and they have independent bathing equipment and drinking water system.

Although the Empire of Humanity often uses words like "dirty" for dark creatures in its propaganda, they are actually clean. Especially for food, that is, those who are raised by them as pigs and sheep, they must be bathed regularly, take various vitamins on time, and eat a reasonable diet. It is even necessary to carry out mandatory disinfection at a fixed time period, as well as pathological tests, etc. In order to make the food more delicious, the dark world even has a group of teachers who are responsible for teaching young children in human food, teaching them subjects such as literature and mathematics, art and music. The purpose of this is to develop the brains of the young organisms, so that they will not become dull in the process of eating, drinking, and sleeping all day long. Although there is no real basis for this, dark creatures believe that stupid food will only make those who eat it mentally retarded. Only by eating the brains of the wise will their thinking cells become active and more intelligent.

The human beings in gray cloth robes in front of them were half men and women, and there were several half-grown children. Their faces are delicate, apparently the result of long-term genetic selection, as well as evolutionary selection of deliberate paternal and maternal subjects. They gathered in a group on the soldier's orders and stood in the open space in the middle of the floor. Everyone's eyes were filled with fear, and they looked timidly and hatefully at these strange people in power armor.

"They are all nurtured people who are used as food."

Torugal stood beside Su Hao and explained carefully in a low voice: "The dark world has a whole set of detailed rules for food cultivation. These people are injected with growth-promoting hormones from the time they are born. Their physical development rate is much higher than that of the average person, but the state of mind and logical concepts are still stuck at about five years old. Even foods of special value do not usually live for more than fifteen years. See the man standing in front? His appearance should be that of an adult over twenty years old, but his actual age, at most, is four years old, or even less. ”

Su Hao nodded silently. At this time, he remembered the pigs in the earth's farms that were fattened with artificial hormones and "clenbuterol".

"They have normal vocal organs, and this is because the dark world's understanding of food is mixed with too many elements of "art". Especially those dark nobles with a long family lineage, they are very fond of singing food. Opera, especially high-pitched arias with considerable difficulty. Singers are popular among the recipes of the dark aristocracy. In addition to this, there are artists, sculptors, and various luthiers...... The logical concept of these nurturing people is so vague that they can't even tell their parents apart, and they don't know the specific connection between themselves and the dark world. It's not their fault. You know, when a child opens his eyes, he or she instinctively thinks that the creature they see for the first time is their parents. It is a biological nature that has existed since the age of genes, and no one can erase it. The Dark World takes advantage of this, using the plundered human mothers so that the hatchlings after birth think that they are the ones to be closest to. Under the terrible premise of this instinctive cognition, even with the cleaver on their neck, they will still smile and call those cannibals "Daddy" and "Mommy". ”

Although it was not the first time he had heard something similar, Su Hao still found it difficult to accept, and his heart was rolling with an angry thunder that could explode at any time.

"Parents who like to eat their own children...... They're really creative. Perhaps, I should also catch a few dark cubs and raise them. Then, call them like hounds. ”

"It's really a perverted approach."

Torugal said seriously, "I mean the world of darkness. I've seen some secret texts sent by spies from there, some dark nobles who personally raise human food. When eating them, they inject a large amount of painkillers into the food, and while cutting the meat, they ask the food itself to keep shouting their names. It is said that the dark aristocracy took this kind of thing as a fashion, and ......"

"Enough! Stop it! ”

Su Hao let out a roar that was tinged with rage, but it was obviously suppressed. He knew that Tolugar had no ill will, but he could not endure this mental and mental torment.

He saw a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old in the crowd. She was beautiful, and her wide gray cloth robe could not hide her bumpy figure. The eyes were black, and the long pale blonde hair rolled down the shoulders. Su Hao watched her silently, looked at her for a long time, raised his feet, and walked towards the girl.

The crowd began to agitate, and they continued to retreat, only to be shouted and cursed by the legionnaires and servant soldiers standing nearby, smashing with the butts of their rifles, and soon regaining their composure amid the pain and screams. The blonde girl realized that Su Hao's target was herself, and she became panicked, curled up, trying to hide in the depths of the crowd. This action was immediately stopped by a legionnaire standing nearby. He dragged the girl out with all her might, and the girl staggered and stumbled, and it was with great difficulty that she could maintain her balance.

There were obvious tears in her eyes. Maybe it's because of the pain of the arm being pulled apart, maybe it's out of fear. Su Hao walked over, raised his right hand, gently stroked the girl's face with his fingertips, and asked in the gentlest tone, "You, what's your name?" ”

The sunlight shone down from the exit leading to the upper floor, and the tears still hanging from the corners of the girl's eyes could be seen shining like two brilliant diamonds.

She didn't speak, ignoring Su Hao's question. There were tears in the beautiful black eyes that had not yet been wiped off, maybe because of fear, or strangeness, to Su Hao's gentle stroking of her face, the girl showed obvious evasion, and fear. Despite this, for a few seconds, Su Hao still felt in a trance, he saw another familiar face in the human food that was fed by the dark creature, and saw Xinyan, who had not been known until now.

Of course, she and her can't be alike, and even there are many similarities in appearance. However, things are so wonderful, Su Hao couldn't help but think of the scene when he first landed on Earth and met Xinyan for the first time in the underground parking lot. "If life is just the first sight", it is a perfect interpretation of the qiē left in the thinking and memory at that time. She's still her, and the girl in front of me is definitely not her, but why do I have a sense of déjà vu? Could it be that the unreal is often a portrayal of reality?

Wonderful thinking consciousness was floating back and forth in his mind, but Su Hao suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from the back of his hand. When I looked down, I saw that the girl had taken off her armor and held her hand firmly at some point. She opened her mouth and bit the back of Su Hao's hand with her fine white teeth. She is also an evolutionary person, although she is only the lowest level of physique, her strength is enough to bite through Su Hao's skin, and wisps of blood flow down between her teeth. There was no longer the special look in her eyes that had fascinated Su Hao before, only extremely intense fear, incomparably terrifying hatred, reflecting that beautiful face in the sun, terrifying and bloody.

Su Hao pursed his lips and looked at the girl with a hint of sadness.

He didn't feel how much pain it felt on the back of his bitten hand, the pain from the bottom of his heart was enough to surpass the tearing of this flesh wound.

I've traveled through so many planes and planes to get here, why?

For humanity?

Or for the sake of the planet?

I can't go back.

Similar thoughts have arisen before. However, they have never been clearer. Su Hao has always felt confused, and has always thought that there is a thick layer of fog in front of him. At this moment, all the obstacles disappeared. He was so clear, and the thoughts in his mind were unprecedentedly smooth. Both heroes and justice are just call-to-action effects to achieve a certain goal. Yes, I decided at that time to leave the earth and completely destroy the conspiracy of the Atlanteans. So many people rejoiced for me, so many people thought I was a hero. They can stay on earth and enjoy peace with peace of mind. But what about me? Where's my wife? Where do I go in the future? Me, I, I...... Where else can I go? Where to go back?

The skin and flesh on the back of his hand were torn off fiercely, and the ruptured nervous system frequently alerted the brain, but Su Hao seemed to have lost his ability to speak and react, and did not move at all, just looked at the girl with a very strange gaze, watching her chew the piece of meat that originally belonged to her.

She eats quietly and happily. She frowned from time to time, because Su Hao's flesh was too hard, and her skin was tough and not easy to chew. The girl tore hard with her white teeth, trying to chew every strand of flesh finely, but it was difficult to do so, so she could only stick out her tongue while exerting her strength, carefully licking the blood that had fallen on her hands.

"It's useless. Education from parents is the first lesson that every young child must learn. Their understanding of food has moved beyond the normal human mind. The hatred between humans and the creatures of darkness can never be resolved, and even for the cultivators who are eaten as food, the dark world has instilled in us the basic notion that we must be enemies. The first lesson of the young life after they become self-conscious is to observe the complete feast of human flesh. In this process, the dark creatures, the dark teachers who are responsible for their mind shifting, will use words and actions to make them understand that being killed and eaten is not a pain, but a pleasant process of enjoyment. It is only when this initial impression gradually becomes an imprint, deeply etched in the depths of the brain that can never be erased, that the cultivator will keep smiling in the dark feast. For dark creatures, humans who die laughing are the most delicious food. ”

Torugal walked over from the side and handed Su Hao a roll of military bandages as he explained.

"They were raised by wild beasts, so they became wild beasts."

Su Hao took the bandage and slowly wrapped it around the injured part, not so much talking to himself, but sighing: "So, this war must go on, forever." ”

Tolugar drew a bright emblem representing the Emperor on his chest and recited in a low voice: "This is the consciousness of His Majesty the Emperor, all evil and filthy creatures will eventually turn into powder in the face of light." ”

Su Hao turned around and glanced at Torugal: "They must be purified?" ”

Torrugar nodded earnestly and heavily: "They can no longer change their original consciousness. Memories from the juvenile age are so deep that they cannot be erased by any technical means. No...... This is no longer something that can be summed up by the word "memory", it has become part of their primal instinct. Their genes have been modified from the beginning, and the dark creatures have stripped the human mind of what it should be, leaving behind the cruelest and most primitive animality. They can no longer return to civilization, not even as mechanical slaves or biological slaves. In a sense, they must die, although they are not our enemies. ”