"Watchman, their eyebrows are already burning over there, let's hurry over and help!" said the white priest as he looked at Fang Wuhan with a pleading expression.

Every time a touch of red appears on the light mirror, it will make this old man who has lived for thousands of years tremble, when he was still a warrior in the past, even if this kind of scene appeared in front of him, he would not blink his eyes, but after all, he couldn't resist the tempering of the years, and now, even if he was separated by most of the distance of the galaxy, he saw his soldiers on the light mirror being bitten by those murderous zombie fish, his heart would tremble fiercely.

Not only the White Priest, but almost the entire control class of the operation were waiting for Fang Wuhan's order, because up to now, they had discovered that four soldiers had been injured, one of them was seriously injured and had lost the ability to move in the sea, and their blood was originally a good medicine for those sharks that could make them crazy, not to mention that it was still a group of zombie sharks?

According to the previous rules of the different dimensional space, the soldiers on the field could completely choose to give up the seriously injured soldier and run for their lives, but since Fang Wuhan became the watchman of the other dimensional space, he abolished such rules for the first time, although this move seems to be more humane, but once this situation appears on the battlefield, it will make the situation quite tricky.

Just like now, the seriously injured soldier was directly bitten off two legs by a zombie shark, first putting aside whether he would be infected, as far as he is now incapacitated, two soldiers need to swim from him to the shore, which means that two soldiers are likely to be dragged down by him and lose their lives, and even if they all go ashore, then this soldier is nine times out of ten already infected with the desolation virus, and what awaits him is only the execution of another dimensional space.

There is no way to execute the Desolation Virus in the other dimensional space, including the Desolation Infestation, so since the emergence of the Desolation Virus, the Alien Dimension has strictly forbidden the entry of infected individuals and viruses into it.

But recently, this iron order has been broken one after another, first their boss Fang Wuhan became an infected body, and then Yang Feng walked in with the mysterious virus syringe, although the matter is not as serious as imagined, but it is equivalent to burying two time-time-bomb-bombs here.

In the headquarters, everyone was waiting for Fang Wuhan's order, although the soldiers on the battlefield were desperately swimming in the direction of the coastline, but each of them had a pleading look on their faces, although they didn't say it, everyone could see that they hoped that the reinforcements from the other dimension would arrive as soon as possible, because for them in another dimension, these zombie fish were just some small minions.

But at this critical moment, Fang Wuhan followed the demon for a long time without speaking, his eyes were expressionless, and he looked as if he was possessed by something.

"Order, Lord Watcher! they won't last long!" the White Priest pleaded again.

Immediately after, there was a sonorous trotting sound from the side, and a man in a blue-gold robe ran to Fang Wuhan's side, "Report to Lord Watchman, the temporary support force of the Operations Department is ready, the target location of the portal has been locked, the equipment provided by the Equipment Department has been debugged, and I request to order support!"

This man is the head of the Operations Department, he always looked sloppy before, and rarely wore this blue and gold robe, but today, he also saw that his soldiers were pushed to the forefront, so he also privately contacted the Equipment Department to provide equipment and form a support team without Fang Wuhan's order.

These were not arranged by Fang Wuhan, but they needed Fang Wuhan's order before they could act.

Fang Wuhan was still staring at the floor in a daze, like a distracted student in class.

"Lord Watchman, I know it's wrong for them to disobey orders, but they are also our brothers! They have fought with us for hundreds of years!" The head of the Operations Department also shouted at Fang Wuhan with a pleading face, "If they can really come back alive, I am willing to personally bear the guilt for them, and if there are any soldiers in the Operations Department who dare to disobey orders in the future, I will be responsible!"

Fang Wuhan came back to his senses all of a sudden, like someone who had woken up from a nightmare.

"Action approved. After he finished coldly, he lowered his head and walked towards a side room on the side of the Golden Hall, and then a series of portals opened in the Golden Hall, and all the temporary support teams of the Operations Department rushed to the battlefield......

In the confessional room on the side of the Golden Hall.

Fang Wuhan sat on the small golden chair and hugged his head, his face painful.

He wasn't angry because the soldiers were disobeying orders, but because something seemed to be fighting him for control of the body.

When he entered this side room, he had almost figured out that it was caused by the desolation virus in his body.

When he stood with the White Priest just now, it was as if someone in his head had been repeating the word "killing" to him countless times, and the people around him were his brothers and comrades-in-arms, and the desolation virus wanted him to kill his own brothers.

As the desire to kill grew stronger, he finally woke himself up from the nightmare, and when he took back control of his body, he gave the order for support, and then locked himself in the small side room.

Now he is very thirsty, and this thirst is not a regular thirst, because he wants to drink salt water, even any salty liquid can satisfy him, and the blood is the best......

He was a little scared in his heart, afraid that he would become an infected, but he also knew that although he had become an infected body of desolation, he would not be infected, at least not now.

Although he is no longer the creator god of this world, he still has the "omniscient and omnipotent" ability of the evil god, and he feels that he will not be transformed now, so he will definitely not be transformed, and this is not the point.

Because now you can feel something that you can't feel in a normal state.

It's like the zombie fish in the sea that are killing his soldiers, like the behemoth hiding at the bottom of the sea that released these zombie fish......

"Subject-003?Leviathan?" he muttered softly, his voice as thin as a mosquito, but the behemoth hiding at the bottom of the ocean seemed to hear his call, and once again let out an unusual wave of energy.

Fang Wuhan could receive this fluctuation in its entirety, which contained a part of the complete echo information.

It's like Leviathan is saying to him, "Zero?"

Now Fang Wuhan and the monster under the Bermuda Triangle are like two walkie-talkies, communicating with each other through a part of their consciousness, and the behemoth has been conveying a question called "Zero" to him, and there is no other meaning.

Although that behemoth had been repeating this question all along, Fang Wuhan could feel that that guy's thoughts and feelings were changing all the time, sometimes confused, sometimes frightened, sometimes awe-inspiring, just like ...... A mortal praying to the gods?

Fang Wuhan even had some suspicions that he had made a mistake, the communication information sent by that behemoth was so large and clear, but why was it only obsessed with this one question?

"Zero?"

Although he had no clue about this question, now he knew that this behemoth hidden in the deep sea was a creature, and it should be the "Experimental Subject No. 003 - 'Sky Devouring Beast' Leviathan" recorded in the top-secret file that Yang Feng gave him!"

When he thought of the string of numbers "003", the "zero" repeated by Leviathan seemed to surface, and it was difficult to ...... Did the Leviathan take it as the number zero recorded in the top-secret archives?

But now that the top-secret file had been placed in the safe of another dimension, Fang Wuhan got up, pushed open the door and walked quickly towards the room where the safe was located, and at the same time, more perceptions of Leviathan in his head gradually emerged, as if the giant beast was announcing to the world that he had woken up.

But his soldiers had just left for the seas to prepare for support......

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Mysterious territory.

A hand wrapped in a tattered fabric hung tremblingly in the air, holding a pen in one hand, but he didn't write it down.

The monster had two long blades strapped around its waist, and those blades emitted a glowing golden light, like a holy relic, but now, this holy relic has also become a killing authority under its corruption.

It used to be one of the most proud creatures of the Desolation, it used to be a terrifying existence in the Institute, but now, it has also become a dying creature fighting against the Desolation Virus.

In fact, it has long been a dead man, and now what it is fighting for is actually just fighting for control of its body with the Desolation Virus, it knows what the consequences will be if it loses in this fight, although it has become a zombie, but there are still people he loves and people he cares about in this world, therefore, he doesn't want to lose, he has to find a way to defeat the Desolation Virus, and at the same time, he wants to prevent more people from stepping into this death trap before he loses consciousness.

"No one...... Able to live with the virus!" There was a phlegm-like grunt in its throat, and for all this time it had been trying to write it down on the paper in front of it, but every time it was ready to put pen to paper, its arms shook violently like an energized vibrator.

It's the desolation virus that is stopping it, because the desolation virus doesn't want it to save more people, and the desolation, as the name suggests, should be a barren existence......

Its face was full of expressions of exhaustion, and the infected body that used to be able to press the big boss desolation to the ground and rub it now, but now it couldn't even write a few words.

But then, as if it had seen something terrible, the ruins of the entire research institute were finally filled with the sound of a pen falling to the ground......