"Hurry, hurry! Come and assemble, you slackers! ”

The rough shouts rang out in the underground barracks of the Crimson Keep, like the devil instructors during military training, and along with the roar, there was the whipping of the whip.

Sounds terrible.

The doors to each room in the hallway were quickly pushed open, and vampire recruits in uniform black uniforms rushed to the training hall in front of them, fetching weapons from the specialists, and putting them on as they went.

This action is logically difficult to complete, but considering that vampires are aliens after all, and all qualities are far beyond ordinary people, so after a few minutes of emergency assembly, a vampire army of three hundred people was quickly completed.

They have different skin tones and body shapes, and there are coats of arms of various vampire families on the sleeves of their clothes, representing their origin and identity.

For a vampire, it's important to pass on this kind of thing.

These outrageous guys will always advertise their origins on various occasions, especially those vampires from large families.

Even if the clothes are the same style, they must be handmade by a certain family tailor, and even if they are issued with a standard weapon, they have no understanding of engineering at all, and they must make a little cosmetic modification to make it look cooler, although this will seriously damage the life of the weapon.

Even the plasma in the marching kettle must be chilled and must match your blood type, otherwise it will be easy to drink it.

In fact, vampires are extremely hungry, not to mention plasma, and the blood of rats is not incapable of hunger, but these guys are just because of their long lives and boring life, so they start to run wild all the way in these crooked ways.

"Listen to me!"

A tall figure in camouflage and high-top boots, with a whip under his arm, shouted as he walked back and forth in front of well-trained vampire recruits:

"In 20 minutes, several teams of Conquerors will be on a secret mission to the Battlefield world, and you will be honored to have won the lottery.

Keeping in mind what you have learned in your training, obeying orders, not acting in private and not deliberately showing your bravery, your clan elders should have told you that only by surviving the brutal war will you have a chance to make a name for yourself and establish your own clan at some point in the future.

I won't say more, I wish you rookies a smooth journey.

Now start checking your gear! ”

This instructor, who was far thicker than the average vampire, gave an order, and the recruits in front of him immediately began to complete the final armament in a decent manner, but at this time, Mason, who was dressed as a gothic in the crowd, flicked his explosive head wig and looked left and right, and found that these young vampires were just making appearances.

Apparently as fantasy anomalies, they trust their magic and claws more than their standard guns.

But that's not to blame either.

Mason glanced at the weapon that had belonged to a young vampire in his hand with disgust, this thing was quite sci-fi and should be a replica of some kind of electromagnetic kinetic energy dual-purpose firearm, but the imitation was very bad, and it was obviously a defective product.

A shoddy charging system, a whimsically designed kinetic energy storage device, a bullet with an exaggerated caliber to enhance its destructive power, and a supportless structure that looks handsome but is not available for birds.

In the eyes of Mason, a master of engineering, this is definitely a product after the designer has drunk himself and let himself go.

The risk of exploding this thing will be increased to an exaggerated level after a maximum of thirty consecutive shots, and it is really safer to take it to the battlefield than to go to World War II with Master Ye with his bare hands.

Probably the only thing that doesn't go wrong with this thing is the hot-melt bayonet for melee combat that comes with the gun.

"It seems that Emilia is not exaggerating, the locally recruited vampires are really used as cannon fodder, and their treatment is not even as good as that of the more elite cleaner strikers.

But perhaps this is also some sort of screening mechanism.

After all, no matter how strong the weapons are for recruits, it is difficult to play a practical effect, so it is better to wait until they become veterans to talk about equipment upgrades. ”

Mason thought so, and casually picked up the wrench and pliers from the toolbox next to him, and spent a few minutes modifying the lump of industrial waste in his hand.

Do you think he's going to fix this industrial waste back to a barely usable state?

NONONO。

This is a dung work that a master like Mason can't save, so the captain deliberately magnifies the various flaws of this thing and turns this thing into a controllable Boom.

The most outrageous thing is that a scrapped-quality firearm has become a high-quality explosive after such modifications.

Gun blasters, Get!

"Communication test! Please answer when you receive it! ”

Barbara's voice soon rang in Mason's ears, and the captain politely refused the tobacco handed by the vampire buddy next to him, pretending to close his eyes and recuperate casually.

He glanced to the side, and the ghost knew what ingredients were added to the tobacco, and the smoke from the guy next to him was actually black, and he was so happy that he was swinging, and then he was energetic and shared the tobacco with the others next to him.

The instructors not far away didn't look at this scene, as if they were used to it.

Even the fucking vampires have degenerated into a two-spear army, and the military discipline of the Conqueror's Servant Army is obviously problematic, but what more could you ask for for a bunch of cannon fodder?

"How's your situation going over there?"

Mason asked, to which Barbara replied depressedly:

"These female vampires are simply sick, and they just invited me and Harley to the 'Blood Exchange Conference' to give each other's blood to taste.

It is said to increase camaraderie and bonding.

There's also a female vampire eyeing Selena, if I hadn't stopped her, Catwoman would have almost quacked her, and that guy actually wanted to use force. But I've seen the conquerors who are following our recruits.

The bad news is that although these guys are very good, judging from their mental tension, it is obvious that they are also a group of new recruit eggs, maybe they are still the dark X-Men who have just hatched from some nest world, and I saw a guy with claws on his hands, which should be a clone of the old wolf's bloodline. ”

"Huh, so this is a cannon fodder operation?"

Mason closed his eyes and said:

"We're really lucky, we can encounter such an exciting situation by choosing a smuggling operation, leave them alone, and when you pass, you will move to my place.

Don't rush to work just yet, I want to see what these guys' secret mission is all about?

Help me watch Harley and don't let her get into trouble. ”

"Okay. Uh, she just popped a vampire's head with a wine bottle, it seems that the other party called her a madman, I'll go check it out, and I'll get in touch later. ”

The bat girl hung up the communication very tiredly, and the time countdown at this time was just five minutes, and Mason suddenly opened his eyes to see a group of guys wearing alien X-Men suits walking into the training hall under the guidance of several instructors.

These should be the conquerors who need to cooperate this time.

"Little Naughty, Iceman, Fireman, Spirit Butterfly, Colossus, and Storm Girl, these are all old acquaintances."

Mason was able to tell who they were from the way they were dressed.

They were all young, and as Barbara said, despite the efforts of the Conqueror rookies to show their strength, the feeling of deliberately pretending to be cold as an iceberg to hide the emptiness in their hearts could not be concealed from Mason as a veteran.

Considering that the Weapon X project base in his hometown has been blown up along with the planet, it's safe to assume that these guys should be from another lair world.

What this utopia does!

Mason squinted at thought.

How long has it been since I blown up other planets with Weapon X projects? What are you doing here? Wait for the Chinese New Year to make mahjong tiles?

The rookies didn't notice that Mason in the vampire group was peeking at them, and they were so arrogant that they didn't even look at the vampire recruits around them, as if these cannon fodder didn't exist at all.

Instead, some vampires look at these rookie conquerors with envy, as if they see their existence as a goal in their long lives.

Emilia had previously said that although she was one of the leaders of the vampire aliens, not all of the vampire elders were willing to resist, and there were some who were very strong and had already decided to join the cleaner system.

Awakener.

Mason shook his head and sighed, sure enough, there will be no shortage of these guys who jump up and down like monkeys in any world.

"Three minutes countdown!"

Several vampire instructors shouted, and the recruits who were moving freely in the hall immediately regrouped, and a strange device placed at the end of the hall was activated, and a huge electric current began to beat to form several swirling arcs of light.

It's some kind of proximity teleportation device.

Mason could see at a glance that it was a teleporter designed to simulate the sonic boom channel of the Apocalypse Mother Box, and since it was not possible to use the rougher Mother Box to teleport directly in the Overlord World, he made these things to temporarily open a close-range dimensional rift.

The technology content is not high.

The reason why it works is purely because Emilia's world is very close to the liege's world in the coordinates of the parallel world system, but this small device also has benefits.

It takes effect for a short period of time, and the spatio-temporal perturbation will not be particularly violent, which is very suitable for the current small strand infiltration.

However, the one-time teleportation of 300 people to the past was led by a group of rookies, this movement is inevitably a bit too big, it is not the number of elite infiltration at all, but it seems to be actively sending people to the head

Mason's eyes narrowed, and he analyzed a terrifying possibility.

Before he could think much of the action, the blinding arc of light swirled into a pale curtain of light, and the vampire recruits rushed into it with restlessness and a certain strange excitement under the rebuke of the instructors.

Mason glanced at a few of the Conqueror recruits at the rear, and then rushed in as well, a flash of white light, and he was sent to his destination in a very violent teleportation vibration.

The surrounding vampires emerge from the air and fall horizontally and vertically, and those who react quickly can also spread their blood wings in the air to levitate, and the entire face of the slow reaction will be thrown into the dirt below.

Mason glanced up at the sky as he slowly landed in the air, and there was a city in the distance that was brightly lit, and it didn't look like a war zone, but should have been sent directly into some area at the back of the lord's world.

But he frowned as he landed, and the captain crouched down as the other vampires watched with disgust, grabbing a handful of dirt and sniffing it in front of his nostrils.

"What are you doing? Guy who humiliates his own blood! ”

The vampire next to him, who was from the same "Emilian family" as Mason, couldn't stand it anymore, and he scolded:

"Don't do such a stupid thing, it will bring shame on the glory of the Scarlet Hostess! The people of the other families are watching, hurry up! Throw away that mud and wipe your hands clean!

You inferior creature that definils your blood! ”

"Instead of scolding me, I think you should hold on to your weapon now."

Mason looked at the mud in his hand and whispered:

"We're in trouble."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Everywhere there is. Wait a minute! What is that? ”

The vampire who was scolding Mason soon noticed that something was wrong, and some strange "mud creatures" were slowly emerging from the black dirt in the dark night not far from where they landed.

They twisted their bodies like moving mud and turned into muscular soldiers.

It still has the scars on its skin from before death, but it does not affect its movement, but the moment it is formed, it grabs the weapon that has been formed with it and attacks the group of vampires who have fallen to death.

The attack came so suddenly that the vampires didn't have time to react, and a single shot was knocked out by a third of the hot weapon with strange energy on the opposite side.

These creatures who have come back from the mud are outrageous, not only have they been restored to their bodies, but they have also been copied with those powerful firearms, and they have appeared without warning, without any magical reaction at all.

"Bang"

The fastest to rush was a guy wielding a twin knife that was hit by a firearm thrown by Mason, which then caused a large explosion that swept a group of dead people around him.

The shattered corpses quickly collapsed back to the ground like mud, and then reborn in a black mud posture after a few seconds, and continued to draw their swords and charge.

This scene caused Mason to blink, and released Kevin to test the dirt composition.

The play spirit soft mud monster fell to the ground and grabbed the mud and stuffed it into its mouth, but then spit it out, strangled its neck as if it was about to be poisoned, and waved its hand at Mason repeatedly.

Suggesting that this thing just looks like delicious magical mud, but is actually another supernatural thing entirely.

Mason got up and kicked the frightened vampire recruits of the Emilian family beside him, and scolded:

"Let's go! You can't stay here, leave the land where the black dirt exists, or you'll die. ”

With that, he turned around and disappeared in place with a splash of water.

After three water teleportations, Mason appeared in a safe area several kilometers away, where there were no more eerie "black dirt", or rather the monstrous things that had not yet extended here.

It was clear that the thing was "alive".

It must be some kind of "intelligent defense system" set up by the righteous lords of this world, and Mason has recognized the origin of this thing.

While changing clothes on the spot, he activated the communication and said to Barbara's side:

"Gather in my direction at once, old lady, these righteous lords are simply crazy, and they actually spill such a dangerous thing in their own world."

"What are these things that can't be killed?"

Barbara screamed, apparently her side had been attacked as well, and Mason glanced back at the rather bleak night behind him, and whispered:

"Look at the rings on their hands, they have them on their fingers. Ever heard of Solstice Night? The Black Lantern Ring should always know, right?

The Righteous Lords awakened the Black Death Emperor to form the Black Lantern Legion, and somehow manipulated it, interpreting it as an enhanced version of the Corrupt Nation descending.

If my prediction is correct, the Black Light forces are already resident in this world.

It's really an exaggerated means of defense, no wonder it can hold out for so long under the attack of a conqueror sequence, something. ”

"We're on our way to you, and we're expected to arrive in ten minutes."

Barbara reported, and Mason muttered for a moment before saying to his teammates:

"Rescue a few rookies of the conquerors over there and bring them over to join me, I have something to ask them, and I will need the rest of the matter."

"Roger!"

Barbara answered, and Mason reflexively rushed to the back.

The vampire recruits and conquistador rookies were killed by the resurrected dead, and what was even more terrifying was that those who died would be melted into the black mud and transformed into the other party's people to continue to kill.

"We have to go!"

Rookie Colossus the Conqueror shouted:

"I'll hold them back, you go quickly! Go to the designated place of the superior to meet! ”

Several other young mutants are scrambling to defend against enemies, apparently not intending to abandon their compatriots.

But their efforts had little effect.

Soon surrounded by the surrounding deceased, a cold wind suddenly blew when they saw that they were about to be wiped out, and under the surprised gaze of several rookies, the nearest deceased were quickly frozen in the cold wind, and then quickly spread to give them a chance to breathe.

"What are you doing? Rookies! Come to me! ”

Mason's voice came to their ears, and as he pointed the way, he said:

"Which base are you from? So poor combat experience? Are all the current clones like this? Let me introduce myself, I'm Subject 13 of the third batch of Project Doom Project Weapon X, codenamed 'Maia'.

Count your predecessors? ”

“！！！”

Mason's self-introduction struck the hearts of the conqueror recruits like thunderbolts, and they looked at each other in disbelief in their eyes.

The third batch!

And an exclusive code name!

Big guy!

This is definitely a legendary boss!

Although I don't understand why this ancient sequence boss appeared here, his ability to tell his origin and origin so accurately proves that he is indeed his own person in the first sequence of conquerors.

Weapon X is a top-secret affair in the Conqueror's system due to its peculiarities and utopian implications, and it is impossible for anyone to say such accurate information without it.

Yes! This time I was saved.