Click--the sturdy alloy door of the monitoring room, slashed by the nightmare of the gatekeepers.

It's a nightmare.

Director Hogalal thought so. He never imagined that a second-level Patrol Knight could defeat a third-level nightmare entity—even if that nightmare entity only had a psychic body, and could only absorb psionic beings from the surrounding space-time in subspace...... But it's also one of their highest achievements after the Core Program.

You know, how many souls do you need to consume in order to condense this 'nightmare in the instinct of all beings', and how long does it take to explore the depths of the extremely dangerous Void?

Director Hogaral himself can't figure it out, anyway, since he and Director Plohill took over this project together, nearly a thousand people's flesh and soul have been consumed on it, and there are many precious psionic resources, which can barely stabilize the nightmare entity.

I don't know how much it will cost to make it recreate its original form...... Even pessimistically, it is impossible to succeed.

But I have to say that its power is indeed beyond imagination - 'that guy' also attacked the box court guarded by the Gnosis Institute at the beginning of the mutation, only to be repelled by Director Plohill and the Nightmare Entity.

Indeed, in that battle, Director Plohill was killed in battle, and the Gnostic Institute lost their only third-level powerhouse in the Central Laboratory, but the Nightmare Entity also healed its injuries by absorbing Director Plohill's soul, and even became stronger, and also mastered some combat skills.

Director Hogalal believes that as long as there is a Nightmare entity to defend, even if that guy strikes again, they will be able to hold out until the Empire's reinforcements arrive.

But they never thought that a knight of the Patrol who was full of prejudice and malice towards them, and for the Gnostic, came here before 'that guy'.

And then...... With the power of the second energy level, defeated the nightmare entity?

"How is this possible?!"

The director exclaimed loudly, his steps kept retreating, and even retreated to the monitoring console, but he was suddenly unconscious, and looked at the knight who was walking into the monitoring room behind the slowly pouring and collapsing alloy door with a stunned and frightened gaze.

"You, how can you have such great power? Except for the silver goblins, it is absolutely impossible for the goblin bloodline to defeat the Nightmare entity in terms of physical strength, not even true goblins! ”

Director Hogalal raised his hand and pointed at Ian with a trembling voice, "You're definitely not a goblin!" What kind of monster are you, disguised as a Patrol Knight?! ”

"Oh? Listen to you, you've also caught goblins to experiment with you? ”

Ian slowly walked into the monitoring room and looked around at everyone present calmly: "You guys are really bad to the bone - to be honest, if I did this kind of bastard thing, I wouldn't have been able to sleep at night, and you can still sleep, it's really a very low moral bottom line." ”

"I thought I was immoral enough to explore the unknown, but I didn't expect that there were so many people under me in Terra."

At this moment, Ian appeared in front of a dozen heavily armed guards, and the researchers behind them who were raising their guns and aiming, and only the strongest Director Hornagar was the most out of his temper.

But in fact, only Director Honagar can see how terrifying and irresistible Ian's strength is.

Hence despair.

"That's it?"

Looking around, Ian was a little disappointed: "What about your hole cards, what about the hole cards in this subspace?" Except for the nightmare breed outside, there are no other hole cards? ”

One of the researchers plucked up his courage and hid behind the guards and yelled, "Yes, I don't need those things against you! You traitor! ”

The voice seemed to summon the courage of many of the Gnosis Institute researchers, causing them to rebuke one after another.

"Fool, our research is just!"

"If you're really a Patrol Knight, we're all in the service of the Empire, you should help us escape from this hellish place! Why are you attacking us?! ”

"Don't think that this is a subspace, and if you can't get the information out, you can do whatever you want! We'll be sure to expose you for who you really are! ”

Ian looked at the researcher who said this, his gaze full of intriguing pity, "Yes, I know, this place is completely cut off from the outside world, and there is no information to penetrate the subspace to reach the outside world - that's why I don't hesitate to use all my strength." ”

"After I kill all of you, naturally no one will expose my true colors."

With that, he reached out and rubbed the puncture wound on his chest.

When he was in the imperial capital, Ian didn't wear the dragon skin vest given by Teacher Hilliard, because as long as he showed a little, any strong person noticed some clues, and he couldn't explain why he had dragon skin.

Therefore, he usually left the dragon skin vest at Master Gosai, and the old man kept these things.

After all, the other party knew his identity as Hilliard's successor, and he was the only person Ian could trust in the imperial capital to entrust such a thing...... Isengard is a little worse because he is too young.

"It's a pity, Mikael has been following me all the time, and I really can't wear a dragon skin."

With this thought, layers of dark blue gel poured out of Ian's chest puncture wound...... It was the regeneration gel of the Phantom Firefly Regeneration Nucleus, blocking the wound that was still bleeding.

It was the first time he had used this regenerative ability, and it felt pretty good.

"You still have the ability to regenerate?!"

Or was it only Director Honagar who noticed this, his pupils constricted, and his face was full of incredulity: "Impossible...... How could the second energy level have this level of defense, and how could it have enough attack power to defeat the Nightmare entity...... Sure enough, you're a monster in the subspace......"

"To be honest, this is the first time I've shown my skills in regeneration...... It doesn't feel bad. ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Ian smiled: "Listen, this is a compliment, in the past, I had to deliberately weaken my defense and regeneration ability, but this time it was a real injury and regeneration, I really miss it, this feeling." ”

In the face of Ian's words, Director Honagar didn't continue—and no one else could keep him talking.

Because before that, one of the guards was too nervous and the gun in his hand went off.

Boom!

Ian noticed this before he went off, and that's when he swung his sword.

Above the blade, the ice spread, melted into water, and cut a perfect arc of water in mid-air.

It sounds weak, what can the lines of water cut off? Even high-pressure water guns require diamond dust.

But in reality, it was terrifying, because as the waterline spread, they expanded, spread, accelerated, and turned into an extremely sharp vapor blade.

The arc-like slash swept through the entire monitoring room, and everyone present, except for Director Honagar, who dared to raise their knives and guns against Ian froze in place.

A few seconds later, under the desperate gaze of Director Hornagal, the heads rolled down, and pillars of blood rose into the sky, and then quickly froze in the cold air and turned into fragile blood ice all over the ground.

The corpses fell to the ground one after another, making the sound of ice breaking.

Ian put away his sword, and he walked expressionlessly as he slowly walked in front of Director Hornagal.

Feelings of death, despair, and fear finally appeared on the face of the director, who had once been able to decide the lives of hundreds of test subjects, treating the lives of others as cruel playthings—but now, in front of Ian, in front of a man who really did not put his life, nor the majesty of the Gnostic, on dust.

He finally realized that he was not the truth-seeker who bravely searched for the truth of the world and sacrificed his conscience for the sake of spiritual development.

He is just a most despicable coward who wants to kneel in front of the other party and lick the other party's boots and beg for mercy for his own life, far less than those test subjects who dare to yell at him and spit on his face.

He is just a scum who would rather sacrifice others as sacrifices for the sake of glory and wealth, and burn and kill at will.

He's such a despicable brute.

"You know what I need."

The boy stood in front of Director Hornagal, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, but the flashing in his eyes was not the heart-wrenching warmth and water of the past, but a kind of cold that was almost like ice peaks and frost, beautiful and dangerous, enough to freeze the blood to the bones.

Ian raised his hand, and the straight heavy abyss iron sword pressed against the man's neck, and the layers of cold air were like a faint layer of white mist, surrounding the young man's long hair: "The purpose of the laboratory, the specific news of the mutation, everything you know, tell me everything." ”

He smiled coldly and said gently, "Don't let me down, brute. ”

So, Director Hornagal, who was completely devastated, told Ian everything he knew.

"I see."

Nodding suddenly, Ian crushed out with a sword, crushing the beast's head under the sword into plasma: "Sure enough, it's still too cheap to kill you once." ”

"Thankfully, you can only die once."

- All survivors of the Gnostic Institution in Avak's Central Laboratory were wiped out.

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