For this special organ that is attached to the body, Brushmeses calls it "baby".

It has eyes, mouth and teeth, and even digestion and absorption systems are available. These special independent structures ensure that the "baby" can survive alone in harsh environments, or when facing danger, they can hide in positions that are difficult for the enemy to discover until the body of Brushmeses leads a large group of people to arrive.

Blasmesseth's thinking and consciousness detection ability is average. Many times, it relies on "baby" to complete similar tasks. As for controlling Seth and Wang Li, it belongs to the "baby"'s own special parasitic ability. It penetrates Seth's throat, penetrates the esophagus and enters the skull, and at the bottom of the brain, that is, the core position of the brain's lobe cluster with the left and right brain, it quickly grows up to ten epiphytic nerves. Through this method, it integrates itself with the parasite, thereby producing a control effect.

Rasmeses hated Seth's fat and bloated body very much. It originally wanted to find a better body through Seth, but it "sees" a lot of memories about this fat man from Seth's cerebral cortex. Rasmeses had to act carefully, otherwise, Seth, who had just returned to Konoha Town, might be beaten to death by the members of the Fifty-seventh Team whose anger had not yet been extinguished.

Controlling Wang Li is also based on the same method. Brushmeses just transfers the "baby" from Seth to Wang Li's body. Although Wang Li is very old, she can obtain nutrition by eating a lot in a short period of time. The parasitic degree of "baby" in her body is deeper.

Brushmesseth has never seen a similar special skill in other dark creatures. It is a mutated dark knight. It is said that there are similar mutations among humans. However, their mutated skills are not clones like "baby", but are incredibly powerful means to control flames, air, and even ice.

For mutants, both the dark world and humans, they feel deeply disgusted with the enemy's possession of such a character. In previous battles, the targets they killed were the opponent's mutant individuals. Because once they are strong and have enough time, mutants will quickly grow into the most terrifying existence that cannot be matched. As the same camp, of course, it is an absolute blessing. But as the enemy, it is definitely a disaster.

Both humans and the dark world are trying to find mutant individuals. Even if they have suspected mutant objects, they will be trained by both parties to their respective training camps. This practice is of course worthy of recognition and the effect is obvious. However, the opponent can also use this to lock in mutant people and carry out assassination before they are powerful. Throughout history, a large number of mutant individuals in the two camps were killed, all based on the same reason. It is precisely because of this that Rasmeses has always hidden his "baby", never declared to the Dark Council, and wandered alone in the wilderness.

It would rather be a dark killer forever than be selected for training camp and become a target locked under the scope of the human killer.

"Don't you want to say it?"

Su Hao narrowed his eyes: "Then, there is no need for you to continue to exist."

Before he finished speaking, he had pulled the trigger. The thick muzzle ejaculated a huge roar, instantly pressing over all the syllables around him. Even the wooden wall next to him was shaken away, and many small wood chips flew out. A ball of blood suddenly exploded on Rassemes' shoulder, and the remaining upper body bounced up from the ground and fell back to its original position. Before it could scream, Su Hao had turned the direction and pointed the muzzle at its other arm, without even looking at it, and another shot.

Blood beads splattered like rain, and a faint red mist was covered around. There were also minced meat that kept flying out in the mist. These meats were so subtle that they slowly fell down against the backdrop of the red mist.

Brushmesseth's screams became hoarse, and Wang Li's throat was already shattered by the violent screams, and her ragged body could not function. According to Brushmesseth's original idea, it was to use her arms to exert the last power. When many onlookers were not paying attention, they suddenly supported the ground and bounced upwards, taking the opportunity to make the "baby" occupying Wang Li's brain jump onto the roof to escape. The spider-shaped appearance is the continuous evolution of Brushmesseth during a long battle, and it is also the basic appearance suitable for flexible action in complex terrain and various situations.

Rasmesseth never dreamed that Su Hao could see through his own thoughts.

It was lying in a pool of blood and struggling desperately, but its eyes never left Su Hao. It was only now that Rasmeses truly felt that the rewards issued by the Heisen family were not as easy as they imagined. This human being was not just delicious food, but also a powerful opponent. He could actually see through his thoughts.

But why didn't he kill himself directly?

The question was quickly answered.

Su Hao turned his head and looked at the side. Following his sight, Rasses saw Mo Xingkui, the captain of the 57th Team holding a battle axe.

Su Hao asked for a battle axe from Mo Xingkui, and weighed it in his hand. A hint of ridicule appeared on the corner of his mouth with beautiful lines. The axe turned around in his hand, slashing towards Wang Li's disheveled hair, and his blood-stained head was slanted.

He saw through me

He saw through me

Rasmesseth never felt so desperate as he is now. He guessed Su Hao’s thoughts, and he knew I was in the woman’s head. Perhaps, he knew from the beginning that this was the case, and many arrangements were just to catch the living. He could clearly shoot the head with one shot, but he did not do this from beginning to end. It was not until the limbs of the parasitic woman were scrapped, and the final and most important step was implemented?

Isn't it? The power of his axe was not too great. At most, this level of force would only split the head, but it would not hurt the soft contents.

Having confirmed this, Brushmeses' despair can no longer be described in any language.

Everyone gathered around saw that just as the battle axe was halfway through Su Hao's hand, the dying Wang Li suddenly opened her mouth and spewed out a ball of light brown inexplicable substance. The thing rushed towards the battle axe, and was split on the spot by the sharp axe blade, splashing out a fishy, ​​thick and odorous liquid in the air.

Rasmeses never thought that he would be captured. Even a "baby" was the most important part of his body. Compared to the various tortures he might encounter in the future, he would rather choose to commit suicide.

Vimol came over with a gun, his face not relaxed at all. He pointed the gun at the "baby" that was split in half, and gently touched it with his toes, his eyes full of doubt: "What is this?"

"I don't know, I've never seen it."

Kenson is a veteran of the mercenary. He lowered his head, pulled out the dagger, and slowly fiddled with the wreckage of the "baby" with the tip of the knife. His deep eyes looked back and forth on the ugly facial features of the "baby", shook his head, and said in a deep tone: "Maybe it is some kind of dark creature that has never been seen before. There are too many life forms, maybe it may be some kind of mutated individual."

As soon as the words "mutated individual" were expressed, a storm caused a wave among all the onlookers.

"Captain, is it really a mutated individual?"

"Hey, Kenson, don't talk nonsense. This thing may be an alien that we have never seen before. But it is too ridiculous to say that it is a mutated individual? It is only a little big that even its claws cannot evolve. According to the official statement of the Empire, mutated individuals are extremely powerful beings. Any one can completely flatten our town. How could it be such a soft little thing?"

"Anyway, I have never seen such a dark creature. It actually lurks inside the human body. Can you think this way: it will penetrate our brains and control our actions?"

"It should be that. Look at this poor woman, she died so miserably. Well, this should be her stomach, what is it? She just ate it not long ago and has not yet been digested for dinner? Oh... Oh my god, this is the human finger, she, she actually eats the same kind of meat?"

The noise and chaos quickly calmed down. People who dared to live in places like Konoha Town were mentally prepared for fear and death. Kenson guided Su Hao to collect the "baby" fragments and put them into a sample collection box. These things looked disgusting, but they could be handed over as spoils and exchanged them for a very good price from the Imperial Army or official research institutions. The war between humans and the dark world will never stop. If you want to defeat your opponent and gain more advantages in the battle, you must have a comprehensive and detailed understanding of dark creatures.

When they finished these things, other team members sent to investigate the situation also returned. They found Seth's body and the wreckage of the two eaten women in the wooden house.

The Twenty-Two Team's resident was much more lively than usual, and Mo Xingkui and others never left. Even the most conceited Hengeri, who was the most conceited in tactics, and the recognized brave black warrior Cookmok, all gathered next to Su Hao, and asked endlessly with a eager look on his face.

"How did you find that guy? It looks no different from an ordinary person on the outside. How do you know where it is hiding? It's so amazing."

"That pervert Wang Hu may continue to make things difficult for you. Brother, your shot in the tavern is absolutely amazing. No matter how fast or accurate you are, you are impeccable. You have to teach me well. When you encounter a woman with eyes on her head in the future, I can also draw out the gun to let her understand what a man's power is."

Mo Xingkui did not disturb his subordinates who were immersed in excitement and excitement. He glanced deeply at Su Hao, and then turned to Kenson.

"There is something I've always wanted to discuss with you."

"Oh, what is it?"

"What do you think of combining our two teams together? It doesn't matter who will be the captain. What's important is that we both need a skilled doctor and an excellent tactical commander."

The temporary camp in Rasmeses is about twenty kilometers away from Konoha Town. It is also a dilapidated ruin, but only a small piece of ruins is left. Judging from the remaining traces, even when it was the most prosperous, there were only a dozen houses, which was a very small village.

Brushmesseth kept vomiting.

It bent like a cooked shrimp, curled up on the ground, with blood sprayed in its mouth, but it could not spit out anything else. The surface of the dark red armor was covered with blood and looked even more shiny, but it was covered with the soil and dust that came immediately, becoming dirty.

The "baby" is part of the body of Brushmeses. Its death directly leads to the instant collapse of more than half of the perceptual cells of Brushmeses' brain nerves. This destructive effect is very terrible, and it is even much more serious than the direct pain of Brushmeses' body.

Brushesses has no second choice. It can only control the "baby" to commit suicide at that time. Otherwise, once caught by those humans, there will definitely be all kinds of vicious torture waiting for it. The "baby" is too fragile, and its most powerful ability is to control humans. Even a very slight needle will make Brushesses feel painless. The guiding nerves and perception cells are one, and the damage to the "baby" is equivalent to directly acting on the Brushesses's protophysic brain. Suicide is only a temporary and severe injury. If the "baby" is caught and causes continuous torture, Brushesses's protophysics, which is twenty kilometers away, will completely collapse.

The situation is not too bad now. Although the "baby" dies, it directly cuts off the connection with the ontology brain. Although the torture from the nerve consciousness is uncomfortable, it will last only about 30 hours at most. As long as you survive this most difficult time, Rassmesse's brain will gradually recover, and another "baby" will grow in the original part. It is just that the expected recovery time is relatively long, and it will take at least several months.

Rusmesseth kept coughing desperately, and a strong sense of vomiting was also caused. Its face was pale and her open lips could not close. Every time the throat swayed, a ball of blood would spurt between her mouth and nose. She kept screaming, but was always interrupted by the blood that kept surging up.

The blood comes from the body of Blassmesseus. The lungs have been damaged by continuous coughs, and the throat and the inner wall of the esophagus have also been ruptured on a large scale. It breaks free from the armor on its upper body, grabs it back and forth with both hands on its chest, and the skin breaks open, and the bright red liquid flows back and forth on the surface of the white and greasy skin. This kind of self-harm looks really crazy, but it is the only way for Blassmesseus to relieve severe brain pain. If it weren't for this method to get nerve buffering, it might be tortured to the point of being madly damaged by the painful cell collapse.

The dark creatures set up tents in the ruins, and the small space inside was the private territory of Boussesseth. Just as it was in so much pain and rolling back and forth on the ground, a corner of the entrance to the tent was lifted up, and a tall dark warrior came in from outside.

It is a male. All the dark warriors who follow Brushmeses are all males.

The Dark Warrior looked smart and skillful in a simple tight suit. He stared at the extremely painful Rassmeses lying on the ground, bowed down slowly, kneeled down with an extremely elegant movement, and said in a tone full of worry and enthusiasm: "Do you need any help from me? Don't be polite, this is the obligation I have to pay for when I choose to follow you."

The dark warrior stretched out his hand and carefully climbed up to Rassmesse's shoulders. The armor on his upper body had been broken free, revealing a large area of ​​skin. Despite the cold climate, the dark creatures were naturally not afraid of these. It stroked Rassmesse's body, feeling the strange smoothness and softness, and the expression on his face became extraordinary, with his mouth slightly open, revealing two unusually thick and sharp fangs.

Rasmesseus's face showed a sickly blue-white appearance, and bloodstains extended from his mouth and spread to his entire chest. It looked at the dark warrior with a dull expression, gasping violently, but the deepest part of his eyes released a murderous intent of hatred.

In the dark world, females are an existence with a special status. There is a considerable reason for the fight between dark creatures to compete for their own females. The reason why Su Ziming faded out and took over the reward of the Heisen family and wanted to obtain a title is more important, the Heisen family promised that as long as Su Hao's head is taken back, he could get a virgin of the Heisen family.

More than 90% of dark males are single. Most females are monopolized by dark nobles, and most low-level dark warriors are destined to be unable to mate with females. The authority of the nobles is unshakable. Snatching females belonging to the nobles will only bring disaster to themselves. However, physiological desires and persistence in thinking determine that the dark warriors must be physiologically released. Many dark creatures choose their same kind as the target of release, and a considerable number of them choose to become female followers, silently waiting for one day to become male pets around the females.

Brushmeses is a female. Moreover, she is also a very powerful mutant individual. Although it conceals its supernatural powers well, there are still thousands of followers gathered around her. Of course, Brushmeses will only choose a second-level dark warrior who is weaker than him as his minions. Even the elite guards who are always following him have never broken through this level limit. Otherwise, there is no question of following at all, but Brushmeses has directly become a group of high-level dark warriors, or even knights' playthings.

Despite the pain, Rasmesseus still judged with his remaining thinking consciousness that this was a low-level dark warrior who had just followed him. In normal times, he could break his throat with one claw. Now, he could do nothing and could only let the other party's rough palms touch him freely. Especially when passing through certain special parts, he exerted force.

Anyway, the screams and pain of Brushmeses had been going on for a long time, and he didn't care about this slight stimulation.
Chapter completed!