Hearing Chen Tan's threat, the rogue ghost on the other end of the communication was so angry that he laughed out loud.

But what he had to admit was that Chen Tan was really threatening the right place!

It's not that half-demons are precious.

After all, for the half-demon who was also a wandering ghost, he even wished that the other half-demons would die a little more.

Even if they are indeed in the same organization now, the essence of the relationship between the half-demons has never changed - the thieves of the only demon knowledge treasure trove, and the sworn enemies of each other.

As the saying goes, getting in the way of people's wealth is like killing your parents.

If the nature of the old saying is discussed, the competition between half-demons may be more cruel than the death of a family tree.

Because they don't get rich.

It is the way to the highest.

If it weren't for Daddy's founding of [Dawn], the vast majority of half-demons would be in a relationship where the king doesn't see the king - if they meet, one will die.

It's just that the half-demon of Dawn is different.

They're daddy's precious test pieces.

If he messes it up in his own hands, the ghost is not sure what Daddy will do with him.

The ghost thought silently in his heart, but did not do anything immediately, but shouted into the house:

"Zhou Wenqian! Come here! ”

"Huh?"

The thin man with glasses who had reported the situation to the ghost before came out of the house,

"What's the matter, Boss of the Wandering Ghosts?"

"Come here, I'll take care of your body."

Zhou Wenqian's face froze, but he didn't say anything to refute it, and walked forward obediently.

As a half-demon in the first stage, it was impossible for him to dare to resist the wandering ghosts.

Because, only a living half-demon will have infinite possibilities in the future.

The ghost lifted his shirt, and his fingertips slammed into his abdomen with spiritual light, and his belly, which seemed to be lean but actually had six-pack abs, was directly poked out of a bloody hole.

"Uh-huh—"

Zhou Wenqian snorted, but he didn't dare to speak.

Cold sweat slid down his sideburns and down his neck.

The finger hole was bleeding unstoppably.

The ghost looked for it in his body with a serious face.

After a moment, the ghost's eyes narrowed slightly.

The whole hand then poked into the bleeding wound, and Zhou Wenqian was suddenly hit so hard, but he just gritted his teeth, and his eyes widened with pain.

Half-demons have always been sane.

And Zhou Wenqian's reason told him that in this case, obedience may still have a chance of survival, and resistance will only end up in ten deaths.

After all, the Wandering Ghost is a half-demon in the third stage.

And others are not a concept at all.

After fiddling with it for a while, the ghost suddenly grabbed something, and tore it out of Zhou Wenqian's body with a snort.

The scarlet palm brought up a lot of blood and fascia flesh, and Zhou Wenqian could even clearly feel the strange feeling that all the internal organs in the abdominal cavity were pulled and broken, and the huge feeling of nausea and fear rushed straight to the brain, but the pain was weakened a lot.

The ghost didn't pay any attention to him.

Raising his hand, between his index finger and thumb, there was a metal transmitter about the size of a knuckle.

After it was removed, it began to glow faintly.

Zhou Wenqian, who was holding his stomach and stuffing his internal organs back with a little difficulty, also saw this scene, and the blood in the abdominal cavity could not stop flowing at the wound.

"Stream, Stream Ghost Boss...... This is? ”

"Click."

The ghost crushed the transmitter with two fingers, and directly crushed the transmitter, and turned his head to look at Zhou Wenqian indifferently.

"It's not bad."

"But don't ask what you shouldn't."

Zhou Wenqian lowered his head silently, didn't dare to say anything more, and went back to the house to deal with his wounds.

After the strength of the half-demon reaches a certain level, its self-healing ability and physical ability will become far beyond ordinary people. Even a wound that seems fatal to humans, such as disembowelment, is only a moderate injury to a half-demon, and it is not certain to die.

The wandering ghost ignored him, looking at the fragments in his hand, looking down and thinking about something.

After thinking about it for a while, I finally picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Dut...... Toot ......"

"Hello?"

"Daddy?"

"Someone under me is in trouble."

"Well, yes. Met a freak. ”

......

......

......

In the interrogation room,

Chen Tan was surrounded by four people, but he looked fearless, and the smile on his face was gentle and plain.

It's like a mask.

"You think you can get out?"

Liu Zhi looked at him and took a deep breath.

"Just by your ability?"

He poked his finger at the iron table, making a muffled thud.

"In addition to the preparations you just mentioned, right under your feet, there is a six-fold ultra-high-voltage current network of 14 million volts."

"This is the lowest level of the Special Branch."

"And this line of defense is the last line of defense we use to prevent half-demons and transcendents from entering the headquarters of the Special Division from the underground."

"Your ability is called re-creation, isn't it?"

Liu Zhi quietly glanced at Chen Tan's limbs that were cut off by Han Baiyi, and later reshaped, the corners of his lips were lightly raised, and he grinned a smile that was not cold.

"If you have the ability, let's reconstruct the current."

After speaking, Liu Zhi was the first to walk out of the interrogation room.

He knows it well.

In this case, there is no longer any need for them to continue talking.

Liu Zhi should immediately report to the section chief and others on defense-related matters.

After all, the character who has the ability to organize the four second-stage half-demons to summon is at least a second-stage - and the strongest of the second-stage.

Chen Tan smiled noncommittally.

Didn't say anything.

Seeing Liu Zhi leaving, He Chiye was inexplicably relieved - although his behavior and dressing style were sassy, he still had self-knowledge.

If you really go head-to-head with this second-stage half-demon just now, eighty percent of them will suffer.

However, this small emotion could not be expressed in front of Chen Tan. So, he also followed Liu Zhi's footsteps out of the interrogation room.

Bai Juntang has been standing at the door.

According to the shift, she should be guarding Chen Tan today.

Just as he was about to close the door, he saw Han Baiyi, who had just stood opposite the isolation observation wall, come over, entered the interrogation room, and sat opposite Chen Tan.

Seeing Han Baiyi sitting down steadily, the gentle and contrived smile on Chen Tan's face instantly converged.

"Don't be nervous."

Han Baiyi pulled open a can of devil's claws on the table and took a sip, a little bit of ice.

"Counting the time I saw you, this is the second time I've seen a living half-demon."

"There are some things, I think it's better to ask directly from the half-demon."

Chen Tan's face was a little ugly.

"Before, didn't it ......"

"Ah, that's a matter of common sense." Han Baiyi took another sip, this thing was quite addictive to drink, "I just remembered another one, and I plan to ask a little deeper." ”

"I figured it out, there's a reward; If you don't understand, there is a punishment. ”

Han Baiyi's expression was extremely sincere.

What can Chen Tan do, of course, he can only promise him.

“...... Good. ”

Han Baiyi smiled and nodded, looking like you are very knowledgeable.

"I remember that when I first became a consultant of the Special Division, I learned a demonization level differentiation."

"It was written that 1% to 15% of the demonization degree is a level, but because the 15% to 20% demonization degree belongs to the adaptation stage of the transformation period, so from 1% to 20% is counted as the first stage of demonization."

"After that, every 10 percent, it's a phase."

"At different stages, the growth of the spiritual units of the transcendent and the half-demon is rising in a stepwise manner."

"You should be the second order, right?" Han Baiyi looked at Chen Tan, "20% to 30% demonization." ”

"How high can you go at this stage?"

Chen Tan pursed his lips: "According to Sun Qingyang's spiritual machine unit statistical method, my current demonization degree is 22.6%, and the spiritual machine unit is about 5012. ”

"The highest, maybe more than 9200."

"However, due to the different types of abilities and the relationship between different levels of development, the level of spiritual units and demonization does not fully represent the combat ability between half-demons. The first stage of counter-killing, the second stage, or the second stage of counter-killing, and the third stage of anti-killing all happen from time to time. ”

"After all, not all users of abilities are good at fighting."

"The number of the unit of inspiration doesn't mean anything."

Chen Tan replied silently.

However, he didn't quite understand what Han Baiyi wanted to ask.

Isn't there such a thing as a spiritual unit, which can be measured with an instrument?

Moreover, the classification of the first and second stages is not only used by half-demons, but also transcendents can also be classified into this level framework.

The difference between the upper and lower limits of the spirit machine will not exceed one hundred at most, and the difference between strength and weakness has always been distinguished by ability.

Obviously, Chen Tan would not understand the pain of Han Baiyi's unpredictability, and the probability of not being able to detect it, but he wanted to know his own strength.

Han Baiyi could probably perceive that his strength, in this world, is indeed 'invincible'.

But that's also because, to this day, he has only seen the character of the shrimp below the second stage of demonization.

That's only 20 percent.

What about the demonization degree going up again?

Is the hundreds of thousands of spiritual powers he used to strengthen his body, and the millions stored in the system panel, enough?

That's a problem.

I can't estimate my strength level now, what if I meet a true invincible player in the future?

Do you want to go up and send it with confidence?

Han Baiyi thought for a while, and suddenly asked him, "You have seen the strongest half-demon, what level can you probably reach?" ”

"The strongest?"

Chen Tan became more and more confused, but he didn't dare to answer indiscriminately because of the 'punishment' in Han Baiyi's mouth, so he cautiously tried to say a word.

"Probably...... Phase 3. ”

"Although the ghost guy has never admitted it, I have seen him use one hand to smash to death a half-demon who has entered the second stage for a long time, and his strength is very strong."

"In other words, even if you have been in the half-demon circle for a long time, it is rare to see a half-demon with extraordinary strength?"

Han Baiyi looked at him with his eyebrows twisted.

"Yes, that's right." Chen Tan nodded, "They rarely appear in front of us, or we don't recognize them when they appear, and the lower ones can't see through the inner state of the superior ones - mainly because it's too much time to kill us." ”

"Unless the other party intentionally discloses it."

"Besides, if I can see it, I should be able to tell what stage of the other party is a half-demon."

Chen Tan racked his brains and thought about it, wanting to complete the answer as much as possible.

"Because of the bad relationship between half-demons to meet and fight, judging the specific strength level of the enemy is one of our compulsory courses."

"If your eyesight is too bad, you may die without knowing how you died."

"Can you tell?"

Han Baiyi asked him with some disbelief.

"Yes."

Chen Tan nodded confidently.

"Then look at my ......"

Only half of the words in his ears were heard, and Chen Tan, who was fully perceptive, suddenly felt a violent and turbulent spiritual wave like a tsunami rushing in front of him, as if facing the Yellow River bursting its embankment, and as if looking up at the sky and the sea, but unable to move.

All the nerves and muscles in the whole body seemed to be ironed once, and they were stuck to the chair and couldn't move or get up.

For a while, it was as if even his consciousness had been shattered by the impact, and he felt that the value in his head was crazy, and he opened his mouth wide to shout something, but he could only make a meaningless sound hoarsely.

The fragile will is like glass suddenly being smashed by an 800-pound hammer, and it shatters into fragments with a bang, and it can't be put together.

Until the end, Chen Tan rolled his eyes with a sluggish face, foamed at the mouth, collapsed limply on the iron chair, and his body muscles writhed and trembled unconsciously.

A look of being played with badly.

Han Baiyi sat across the table, his hands crossed and his fingers crossed and he was silent for a while.

Suddenly, there was a sense of loneliness in the heights.

Walking out of the door, Bai Juntang looked at the room with a blank face, pointing at Chen Tan who was foaming at the mouth.

"W-What's going on?"

Han Baiyi waved his hand backwards without looking back.

"I shouldn't be able to get up these days, don't thank me."

"I'll go back first."

"Bye-bye."