Heru, who was attacked by a sneak attack, soon woke up.

After all, he has become a vampire, and his transformation from a mortal to a transcendent creature has improved all his attributes, and the resistance of the blood vulture bloodline to toxins is not top-notch, but it can also greatly reduce the time spent in a coma due to toxins.

But when Heru opened his eyes, he found himself trapped on a silver-gray test bench.

Both hands and feet were controlled by special energy locks, this thing was so weak that he couldn't even turn into a bat out of the predicament in front of him, he struggled, and under the excitement, the canine teeth puffed out again, like a rat tied to the second kick, knowing that the doom was coming but could not get rid of it.

"Don't get so excited, Heru."

Old Flynn's voice rang out from the side, accompanied by the clash of metal instruments and the operation of certain instruments, and the former Ring Tower psionic Scout Master and now the cultist said in a calm tone:

"The Green Spotted Venom Lizard is a gift from Kantor, one of the creatures that have been 'resurrected' and multiplied from the extinct population of the Golden Age, its toxin is not lethal but has an effect on all creatures known so far, it works quickly and silently, do you feel your heart beating faster now?

Don't be afraid, it's the sequelae, and it only takes a few days of rest to get the toxins out through the vampire's overdeveloped circulatory system.

Oh yes, don't have a sweet tooth these days.

Elevated blood sugar can prevent toxins from being excreted immediately. ”

"Are you really already a cultist?"

Heru took a deep breath to calm himself down, and he asked in a painful and incomprehensible tone:

"I know I'm depressed and unhappy in the Tower of the Ring, but why did you suddenly make such an extreme choice? You know, after I heard the news of your illness and death, I secretly shed tears for a week, and I made you a mound in my mage's tower. ”

"Oh?"

Flynn Sr., who was busy mixing some liquid, paused, and said:

"Do you have your own mage tower?"

"Yes, right in the filthy swamp, the beautiful mage tower is also very practical, the drawings from the Brotherhood of Stonemasons, and the foundation laid by the kobolds, can allow me to easily monitor the entire filthy swamp and even the Bafengte Canyon and half of Transancia.

If I use the secret techniques you taught me, I could even peek into Banks in East Prus or Bernie in Kafhoka. ”

Lying on the test bench, Heru was talking to stall for time, and at the same time quietly moving his toes to light up a rune hidden in his shoe, he said:

"It's the perfect tower that all Scouts crave, and it's the one you've worked your whole life to get your hands on.

I had the opportunity to have a secondary tower in the Midnight Tower of the Crimson Keep as my own mage tower, but I voluntarily gave it up because when I was your apprentice, you always told me to keep a low profile as a psionic Scout.

We can't take the initiative to cause contradictions, and we must choose to retreat in the face of all threats, just like your style of doing things in the Tower of the Ring, even if you are kicked in the face by your juniors, you will take the initiative to bridge the contradictions.

You don't like that 'good old man' moniker, it's just a helpless disguise.

You know, when I made the mound for you, I also thought that if you were still alive, I would definitely take you to my mage tower, so that you, an old mage who had been unknown all his life, could also experience the treatment of those psionic masters. ”

Heru sighed, and after a few seconds of silence he said:

"I can actually understand that you do such crazy things, and it's disrespectful to live in a place that is not taken seriously, especially when you still have some talents. I ask you, Flynn, my former mentor, have you done anything unconscionable since joining Twilight? ”

"No, I've been obsessed with my research here, and if I don't want to say it, I guess Kantor asked me to use my research results to his nezumi, and the plan to create the Nezumi King would cause trouble for this continent."

Flynn Sr. continued to be busy, and he replied:

"But your arrival put an end to this plan, my disciple, and I also want to tell you that I regret it, but the truth is that this time at the R-9 base has been the freest and most relaxing since I became a full-fledged psychic.

I don't need to take on stupid teaching tasks from my superiors, and I don't need to be a dispensable marginal person.

Trying not to fall victim to the shameful academic struggles, I had my own laboratory, fully equipped and unlimited for hours, and I was free to design and advance my experiments based on the ideas I had planned for decades.

You know, I've submitted the same research to the Refaitist of the Tower of the Ring twenty-four times over the past thirty years, and each time it has been rejected for 'impractical' and 'bells and whistles', saying that my idea is a bit fanciful but a waste of time and resources.

I know it's not that they don't despise my ideas, they just don't think an obscure psionic scout is worthy of this new idea.

I've seen this kind of thing a lot, hehe.

Immediately after I die, a 'lucky and kind' psionic master will 'accidentally' discover my research topic while sorting out my 'relics', and then in order to 'honor me', the high-ranking psionic master will advance my research, and finally they will commemorate my ingenuity with a meaningless name.

But that's all about me.

My disciple, you are not comfortable in the Tower of the Ring, which is why you are so happy when you receive the call from the Pioneer Legion.

Heru, you and I are the same people, we don't belong in that place, but there is no other place where we can use our talents.

When you know that you are beautiful fireworks can bring a beautiful touch to the world, but because of other people, you can't ignite yourself in the rest of your life, hatred will come after despair and pain.

At this time, an organization suddenly appears to provide you with everything you need to help you turn all your plans and thoughts into reality, at the cost of simply giving your soul and getting your hands dirty.

If it were you, what would you choose?

Continue to do nothing and be relegated to a life where you have nothing to do in the world? Or in the twilight of life, he threw away all the rules and regulations and struggled to light his own fireworks? ”

When Flynn Sr. had finished preparing for the operation, he pushed the cart full of various instruments to the test bench.

He had put on his full surgical uniform and mask, reached out to check the condition of Heru's eyelids and eyes, and then used an instrument to fix Heru to the operating table so that he could not struggle.

"Heru, I know you're here to save me, but kid, I'm out of it."

He reached out and patted Heru's cheek, and with a heartfelt smile under the overlay surgical helmet, he whispered:

"Even if I had to do it again, I would have made the same choice, not because I liked it, but because I had to, but it didn't matter, Heru.

I'm going to die here today.

But before I die, I have the opportunity to leave the most proud work of my life to the only young man who genuinely calls me a mentor and is willing to go to danger for me as an old man.

I was alone, and I thought that loneliness was the companion of a strong man, but when I died, I realized that I was neither a strong man nor could endure loneliness.

You are not my child.

But I hope you are

Go to sleep.

When you wake up, a new stage will appear in front of you, and you will take the most brilliant fireworks condensed in my life to become the kind of person you want to be, so that you don't have to spend your life as empty as me. ”

"Click"

A pinprick anesthetic was injected into Heru's neck, causing the struggling young vampire to go into a deep sleep after a few seconds.

Old Flynn helped his disciple straighten his clothes, and then reached out to open the silver-gray canister of biological organ preservation stored on his cart, and after the cold smoke dissipated, two beautiful and strange blood-colored eyeballs appeared in front of his eyes.

Inside the other jar was a pair of ears that closely resembled elven ears.

These two things were the result of Flynn Sr. abandoning his professional ethics, his own perseverance, and his own soul in the twilight laboratory.

"Eyes and senses, the source of the power that psionics rely on for their livelihood."

Old Flynn let out a sigh of relief, activated the auxiliary device on the operating table, and said with emotion as he busied:

"Ordinary creatures cannot evolve 'supersensory organs', which is the exclusive prerogative of the demigods and gods of the astral plane, but in the eyes of the followers of the Creator of the Golden Age, the mystery of this power has long been solved, and the other members of the Scholar faction do not pay attention to these basic enhancements, they are chasing cooler 'creations'.

But they don't understand how individual ingenuity can catch up with our God-given flesh and blood that has evolved for countless years.

What we have to do is never a creation!

We just need to keep strengthening ourselves until we break through the transcendent justifications and make ourselves the gods Heru, I can't let you achieve great things overnight, but your mentor will give you a chance, a chance that countless people can't ask for.

You don't have to envy those geniuses anymore.

You will also have your own talents. Well, it's too wasteful to give such a beautiful thing to a group of nezumi or an old man, and rat men and old men can't create the future.

Youngster.

The future will always belong to you! ”

——

"Quick! Heru's distress signal is ahead! ”

In the labyrinthine corridors of the second floor of the R-9 base, Amber, the leader of the elite witch hunters armed with two vampire-style hunting crossbows, bouncs back and forth between the walls and shadows, shooting at the wolf-like monsters that stand in his way.

Fighting alongside her is a tall vampire swordsman.

Niu Niu is a little out of the player group during this time, and seems to have faded out of the field of vision of others, but this does not mean that Niu Niu has given up the way of strength, he just wants to spend more time with his girlfriend.

At this moment, it can be seen from the perfect cooperation of the two against several werewolf monsters that Niu Niu has also completed his silver trial, advancing his strength and skills to a higher level, and An Bo, who assists him in the battle, is also a silver ranger.

She's going to follow Natalie as the White Knight, and what she wants to protect is just around the corner.

Uh, no, Niu Niu is a person, not a thing

Well, that doesn't seem right, just get the idea.

For Niu Niu and An Bo, the world-spanning fairy love, many melon-eating parties and lemon parties among the players have begun to use "Black Wind and Double Evil" to describe the two of them, but under normal circumstances, shouldn't it be called "Condor Heroes" or something?

It just so happened that the war pet that Anbo tamed with the help of Niu Niu was a silver-winged golden eagle that pulled the wind.

"How could this Heru have trapped himself in such a complicated place?"

Niu Niu slashed a werewolf monster with a cool dark step, and then turned into a bat with an elf-style crescent sword to smash the werewolf who pounced on Ambo.

He held a sharp blade in his hand and performed the killer move of the Midnight Killer Swordsmanship, and said to An Bo, who had fallen behind him back to back:

"Did he get caught? Our eldest nephew shouldn't be tortured by the 18th ban, right? ”

"Can't you just say something good? You nasty stranger. ”

Amber spit out angrily, seeing that the werewolf took advantage of her ability to change the magazine of the crossbow and sneak into the shadows to try to sneak attack, the handsome witch hunter with the pirate's eyepatch immediately threw off the crossbow and pulled out the revolver on his waist, and a cool gun came to the match, and the lightning three shots forced the sneak attack werewolf back.

"You help me look at the point, the giant shark taught me a trick before."

Niu Niu saw that the three difficult werewolves were about to close around, and said to An Bo in an onomatopoeic voice, and the reserve white knight nodded, and pulled out the giant crossbow behind his back to open the safety with his backhand.

At the same time, Niu Niu took a deep breath to activate the blood thirst, and then activated the giant shark's "Kill Endless", this shameful move drained one-third of Niu Niu's blood bar at the moment of activation, but the terrifying power in exchange made him accelerate like blood-red lightning in an instant.

In the light of the knife drawn and slashed, the two werewolves who were close to him were killed and wounded.

This terrifying lethality made the last werewolf decisively turn his head and run, and the injured guy wanted to hide and heal himself, but was instantly shot in the head by Anbo with a giant crossbow.

The panting Niu Niu stood up with his sword, and then was helped up by An Bo, but whether the young man was romantic, Rao was already bloody, or did he want to hug his wife for a victory kiss.

But Anbo will be worried about his eldest nephew, how can he be in the mood to play ambiguous?

A kick slammed into the crook of the cow's leg, and the painful vampire swordsman grinned.

"Okay, let's go, I was wrong, okay?"

Niu Niu pulled out a bag of blood from the psionic bag and poured it down, and followed the anxious Anbo into the depths of the corridor, and the next road was unobstructed, and the constant explosions and shouts of killing nearby meant that the player army and the Blood Alliance Hunters had entered the base and were doing a cold cleanup.

"That's it! He's in it."

"Get out of the way!"

Niu Niu swung his great sword and slashed at it, causing the lock to burst open and flash into it with Ambo.

They saw Heru lying on the operating table, unaware of his life and death, while a bastard dressed like a cultist next to him was holding a hot molten sword in the air, as if to execute the poor scout.

"Stop!"

Anbo was in a hurry.

She has been an orphan since she was a child, she grew up eating a hundred family meals in a hunter's hut on the edge of the verdant forest of Antani, the Heru family is her only relative, when Heru was recruited by the Tower of the Ring, she also promised his parents to take care of him, and now seeing that her eldest nephew is in danger, Amber immediately pulled out a gun and shot him.

And old Flynn closed his eyes and waited for the relief of death to come.

However, the bullet shot by Amber only knocked the sword in Old Flynn's hand, not because he didn't want to kill him, but when the second shot was about to pull the trigger, he was forcibly blocked by Niu Niu's fingers.

"Hey, your kind of plot that looks like you're actively begging for death is too old-fashioned, right?"

Niu Niu pressed his girlfriend's wrist, and he scolded:

"I've watched too many Lao Tzu movies, this situation is boring at first glance, do you want to kill someone, why don't you activate the hot melt sword and then cut it? That thing is an iron rod without a hot blade, unless you're going to smash poor Heru to death.

Now, get off the operating table, bastard! ”

"Why don't you fucking play your cards according to the routine! Kill, kill me! , why not shoot! Do you still want Lao Tzu to beg you? ”

Old Flynn was furious.

This was the perfect ending he had arranged for himself, but being interrupted by Niu Niu made him extremely ashamed, it was like an execution on the spot, which made the old cultist angry, turned around and grabbed a scalpel and rushed towards Niu Niu.

But the old Scout, in a fit of rage, forgot the First Rule of Scouts: Never get too close to the enemy.

Especially when the enemy is a reserve Juggernaut.

"Bang"

A thud sent Old Flynn to the ground, and Niu Niu withdrew his iron-clad fist and spat to the side.

Amber had already pounced on Heru to check on Heru's safety, and was relieved to find that his eldest nephew was not injured, so he patted him in the face and tried to wake him up.

Heru, who was in a daze, heard the voice of the little aunt, and he opened his eyes to take a look, and then.

"Whoosh"

A scorching orange-red laser beam grazed Ambo's hair and flew behind her, piercing through three walls in a row under the stunned gaze of Niu Niu before dissipating.

"Holy! Psionic Laser Eyes! T. Close your eyes, bastard! Do you want to kill your little aunt and your little brother-in-law? you! ”

(End of chapter)