Chapter 169 Found a treasure
in the wilderness.

Yang Fan climbed to the top of a tall redwood tree and looked at the Elant base from afar.

The destroyer Eric suffered some brain damage during his previous transformation.

With its intelligence, even if it mastered the means to control poisonous mosquitoes, it would not be able to perform such delicate operations.

A swarm of poisonous mosquitoes flew into the base close to the ground. Naturally, this was a small favor that Yang Fan helped quietly.

At this time.

Yang Fan saw a researcher in a white coat rushing out from the smoking booth.

The guy hadn't run a few steps when he suddenly stopped.

It was the "buzzing" sound of a large group of poisonous mosquitoes vibrating their wings together, generating a supernatural force that controlled the unfortunate researcher.

A swarm of poisonous mosquitoes flew over quickly and crawled all over the researcher's body.

A few seconds later.

The researcher was sucked dry and fell to the ground.

Yang Fan looked at this scene without a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

He knew very well that every researcher in the base's underground laboratory was a butcher with blood on his hands.

Damn them all!
"Woo~"

The alarm sounded throughout the base.

But it was too late.

The real BOSS is here.

"Boom! Boom!"

Accompanied by dull and rapid footsteps, a large dark cloud rushed into the base like a whirlwind.

The dark clouds quickly dispersed.

The destroyer's true face was revealed.

Yang Fan couldn't help but smile: "A large group of poisonous mosquitoes gathered together, and it actually has the effect of concealing their bodies."

This was an accidental discovery he made while manipulating the swarm of poisonous mosquitoes.

Simply put, the "buzzing" sound of the poisonous mosquito's wings flapping has the special function of absorbing vibrations.

The essence of sound is vibration, which can of course be absorbed by the swarm of poisonous mosquitoes.

The destroyer was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of poisonous mosquitoes and sneaked silently to the vicinity of the base without being discovered by any Gameni people.

then.

The saboteur, filled with hatred, dismantled the elevator and entered the laboratory through the elevator shaft.

Countless poisonous mosquitoes swarmed in.

"Da da!"

The guards drew their guns and opened fire on the vandals.

But the destroyer's skin is very tough, so to it this is just like a tickle.

The Destroyer roared, raised the bone shield with his left hand and madly rushed into the crowd.

The bone shield hit the two guards, who were instantly turned into meat paste and flew out at a speed of more than a hundred yards.

And then.

A massacre began.

The swarm of poisonous mosquitoes dispersed and began to look for food.

The Vandal violently broke down every door, killing everyone it saw.

Yang Fan witnessed many disgusting scenes with his own eyes.

such as.

Inside a showroom.

Inside were many large cylindrical jars filled with formalin solution.

Each jar is filled with all kinds of strange biological specimens.

Yang Fan understood that all of the above were human bodies that had failed transformation and had been made into specimens and preserved for further research.

The extreme evil of human nature is vividly displayed in the exhibition room.

It is entirely conceivable that a large proportion of these cruelly transformed experimenters were innocent people like Eric.

Yang Fan muttered, "Many people on the Internet are touting the Jamenian Federation as the representative of human civilization. It's really ironic!"

As Mr. Ghost, he knew many of Da Xia's top secrets. Da Xia had never conducted such cruel transformation experiments.

He increasingly felt that Daxia was the true light of human civilization.

five minutes later.

Within the base.

In a safe house.

The vandals blocked an old white man.

This guy is the top manager of the laboratory.

The destroyer's tumorous eyeball bulged a lot, and asked: "Are you... Al... Fredo?"

The old white man was so scared that his pants were wet, but now he was shocked: "You regained consciousness, how is this possible?"

This guy was familiar with the details of the transformation. The skull of each experimenter was opened and the brain underwent special transformation.

Logically speaking, the cerebral cortex has been almost completely destroyed and the experimental subject should have completely lost his memory.

This scene completely overturned the old white man's cognition.

"Boom!"

The destroyer's tumorous eye twitched: "I remember... you ordered the removal of... my liver and eyeballs... and transplanted them to other people."

The old white man quickly picked up a gun and pointed it at his chin.

But he didn't have time to shoot.

The Destroyer stepped forward, pierced the old white man's shoulder with one claw, and lifted him up.

It opened its mouth and bit the old white man's arm, then shook its head slightly and tore the arm off.

"Ah~"

The old white man wailed madly.

Just like the other subjects in the transformation experiment.

A minute passed.

The old white man disappeared from this world.

Only the large pool of blood on the ground proved that he had ever been to this world.

The destroyer roared, turned around and rushed out.

behind it.

A hidden camera in the corner of the secret room completely recorded the process of the old white man being swallowed.

soon.

The saboteurs quickly left the base.

The swarm of poisonous mosquitoes gathered and covered its body again. In the wilderness.

Yang Fan watched the destroyer disappear from the air and smiled: "Although the poisonous mosquito swarm is not particularly powerful, it is also a good auxiliary means."

The most important thing is that there are poisonous mosquitoes everywhere on Canglan Star, and they cannot be killed completely, which means that you can find helpers anytime and anywhere.

He muttered again, “Mr. Demon, the performance of the destroyer should surprise you, right?

“The Gamenians followed your instructions and transformed the Destroyer, so this thing can be considered your work.

"Now that the work has become like this, don't you want to come and see it with your own eyes?"

*
Hundreds of kilometers away.

Mountain of the Gods.

In the underground secret room.

A dark mass occupied half of the secret room, and even the light could not penetrate it.

"…My liver and eyes…were transplanted to other people."

Every word spoken by the saboteur was recorded by the surveillance camera and presented in full.

The leader of the Gods Mountain, Jeremy, said softly, “Master Wanshan, this is the whole story.

"The federal military conducted a dragnet search, but unfortunately did not find the whereabouts of the saboteurs."

After a while.

A voice came out of the darkness: "How surprising!"

Jeremy was confused: "Master Wanshan, what surprised you?"

Wan Shan's voice floated out: "The experimental subject has actually recovered some of his memory."

Jeremy was quite puzzled: "The cerebral cortex of the experimental subject has been damaged. With the medical level of the Canglan people, it is indeed difficult to recover.

"But from a supernatural perspective, restoring memories shouldn't be difficult, right?"

Wan Shan replied: “You don’t understand, the third step of the Holy Body Transformation Ceremony is to dig out the brain of the experimental subject.

“This is not as simple as just strengthening the brain. This part of the ritual will also devour the experimenter’s memory, thus obtaining an individual with pure memory.

"Now the destroyer has actually reversed the effect of the ritual. This is the first time I have encountered such a thing in my three hundred years of life."

Jeremy suddenly realized: "So that's it."

He then asked, "Sir, where do you think the problem lies?"

The darkness fluctuated, and Wan Shan's voice was heard: "I can only think of two possibilities.

“The first one was that a strong person above the knight level took action and used some tracing method to recover the lost memories.

"But this possibility is almost negligible. A mere destroyer is not worth the effort of a powerful knight."

Jeremy agreed, "Indeed."

Wan Shan continued, "The second possibility is that the soul of the destroyer has undergone some incredible changes, and has miraculously recovered some of its memories."

Jeremy asked a question: "That Curse-Exterminating Corpse Clan happened to be near the Destroyer. It seemed to have provided assistance to the Destroyer. Does this incident have anything to do with it?"

Wan Shan sneered: "How could a beginner-level warrior of the Curse Corpse Clan have such a method?"

Jeremy understood immediately: "It seems that the Curse Corpse Clan has probably seen the peculiarities of the Destroyer's soul, so they set their sights on the Destroyer."

Wanshan said: "This is also my point of view."

It no longer hesitated: "I decided to go over there and bring the destroyer back."

The destroyers seem to have demonstrated amazing changes, and with alien races coming to compete, how can Wanshan sit still?

Jeremy immediately said, "Master Wanshan, I will arrange a plane for you right away."

A rare voice in the darkness expressed a hint of approval: "Although you Canglan people are weak, the technology you invented is quite commendable."

Jeremy immediately bowed and saluted: "Your praise is an honor for the Canglan people."

Wan Shan added: "Once everything is arranged, ring the 'Soul Bell'."

The voice just fell.

The darkness receded like the tide.

The secret room was completely lit up.

Jeremy took a glance and a hint of fear flashed across his old eyes.

Where the darkness had lurked before, there were now more than a dozen shriveled human corpses piled up.

Although the mummy is almost completely dehydrated, it can still be seen that the deceased experienced great pain before his death.

The chief was well aware that he was dealing with the devil.

However, he was very confident that he was sufficiently vigilant against the devil, and he also had a powerful country to rely on, so he could use a lot of resources to exchange for knowledge from the devil.

Jeremy glanced at the horrible mummy and said to himself, "For the future of the Federation, it is worth paying a certain price."

*
Around the Elant base.

in the wilderness.

A cloud of poisonous mosquitoes dispersed, revealing the massive form of the Destroyer.

It stood there for a while, then suddenly looked up at the sky and stammered, "Who... is helping me?"

next moment.

A stream of information appeared out of nowhere in its mind.

This is naturally Yang Fan's method.

The destroyer's body trembled.

It hesitated for a moment, and said, "Eric...I am willing to work for you!"

Yang Fan's curious voice sounded in its mind again: "Why?"

The destroyer glanced to the northeast and replied, "Eric...senses...the danger is approaching from that side."

obviously.

It took the initiative to seek refuge.

Yang Fan was greatly surprised.

Of course he knew that it was Mr. Demon coming.

But the problem was that the saboteur actually had a premonition of the crisis, which really surprised him.

He suddenly realized that the potential of the destroyer seemed to be greater than he had expected.

Yang Fan said decisively: "I accept your service."

He then added: "But I need to use a secret method on you, but don't worry, I won't hurt you."

The destroyer acted like a bachelor: "Come... on!"

One minute later.

Yang Fan showed a look of surprise: "It seems like I have found a treasure this time."

Just now he had planted a spirit beast mark on the destroyer.

This is the latest mark condensed after the mental power is improved.

The Destroyer's strength increased at a much higher rate than other spirit beasts.

Yang Fan even had a wonderful intuition: "Perhaps within a few months, the destroyer can be promoted to a warrior."

(End of this chapter)