Rumors are that from when, every time Daxuan fights with the Han clan, some teams will disappear inexplicably. They will not see anyone in their lives or corpses in their lives.

Some people say they were lost in the battle, and the frontier was very windy and snowy, so they might have been buried under a certain snow pile without supplies. Some people say that the missing person was actually being taken away by monsters wandering in the wind and snow.

In short, there are many different opinions and no one can convince anyone.

Not only are people missing when the two sides fight, but some teams responsible for patrol and guarding at night are often found and disappeared by people who change their guards.

Therefore, Tianxiong Army is extremely repulsive of night missions.

I was afraid that if I accidentally would be gone the next day.

Daxuan thought it was done by the despicable Han people, while Han people thought it was an excuse for Daxuan to attack them. In this regard, the two armies had fought no less than thousands of times because of this.

Now it seems that the mastermind behind it has finally been found.

A man in purple robe who has no name or purpose!

"Hey, the new one. Look at your figure and drive away the infantrymen in the Han camp?" asked a cell diagonally diagonally in front of him, a big Xuanren who seemed to be pretty good.

"Yes. At noon today, the Cold Clan used thousands of armored ice-covered images to disperse the entire Tianxiong Army. Another overwhelming rain of arrows fell, causing heavy casualties."

He Zhao answered truthfully and told him the outside world news.

"What's the use of saying this? We can't run out anyway. Instead of worrying about Daxuan, it's better to enjoy the last moment of peace in life."

Unexpectedly, the other party sneered and gave a meaningful warning.

"What's the meaning?"

"Shhh, listen."

listen?

The cruel man Zhao was about to continue asking, but the next second a howl sounded even louder than a fierce ghost.

"Kill me! Kill me!!"

"Terrently! You all deserve to die!"

The invasive screams were mixed with the words of hatred that were vague in human consciousness and shouted from the bottom of his heart.

"Did you hear it? There are such sounds accompanying you to sleep every day. And you can only pray in despair, and never be your turn next."

The man surnamed He could see that the other party was releasing the negative emotions he had been suppressing during the conversation, and spreading him anxiety and finding fun.

Unfortunately, a disappointing scene appeared, and He Zhao did not show any panic. Instead, Feng Qingyun glanced at him indifferently and stopped paying attention.

"Ph! When it's your turn, I hope this will still be..."

Before he finished speaking, the thick iron door opened again.

All humans without distortion have trembling hearts and livers.

That is not the gate that belongs to the human world, but the gate of hell in hell.

Every time it is turned on, evil ghosts will appear and take away the lives of living people.

"Take it away with number 15291!"

The two gatekeepers walked to the person who had just talked with him, and when the other party panicked, he was shit and peeing out, and pulled it out.

After a while, a familiar scream came from the next door.

"Spiritual vision!"

A large amount of spiritual power concentrated his eyes and began to scan the surrounding environment one by one.

[Solid and solid: it consumes a lot of unknown metals to build. Fortunately, a powerful alien was imprisoned and could not escape.]

[Mixed-blood species: Humans inject alien blood. Due to their lack of physical strength and strong will, some organs are distorted and their minds are lost. Although they are failed products, they still have great research value.]

The cruel man Zhao twitched his eyelids, wondering whether he wanted to enter the spiritual world to hide.

Of course, the risk is very high.

Maybe the moment he enters, he will encounter some kind of terrifying alien, evil spirit, who dies tragically in the space and exits the game directly.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed in a flash.

During this period, He Zhao did not act like a prisoner when he should eat and drink.

On the other side, the man in purple robe was very irritable.

"What I want is everyone like a dragon! Do you understand? If only people with strong bodies and extremely firm willpower can survive the experiment.

This is a failure, a complete failure! Forget it, you don’t understand what you said. What is the situation of those people in the B character?”

"Report to the master, I tried the medicine last night, and three more people couldn't stand it and died."

Facing the old man's answer, the man in purple robe breathed even more rapidly.

"Only fifteen out of 15,000 people succeeded. Eight died last month and three died yesterday. I only have four medicine slaves left to test the medicine?"

After a while of slowing down, he spoke again.

"Increase the number of people in the experiment, keep at least fifty people a day. In short, add them to the B characters as soon as possible. In addition, to solve all the losers, I will carefully study their distorted organs."

"By the way, how have you been doing recently when you catch the new little guy? Have you been scared to pee your pants?"

The purple-robed man suddenly rang He Zhao, the first person in history to dare to swing a sword at a giant.

"No, he acted very calm. It seemed that he was not a prisoner in the dungeon, but a person who came to us for an outing." The old man replied with a stern look.

“???”

"Interesting, I'll bring him up tonight, and the last one is injected with... Bear blood. I want to see if he can still keep his heart on the outing."

“Yes, master.”

At night, the thick iron door opened again, scaring countless people.

Because since noon, the door was opened and closed continuously, and more than 40 people were caught, which was more than ten times faster than usual.

Inside the dungeon, everyone is in danger.

“No. 15341.”

As the old man finished speaking, the gatekeeper walked towards He Zhao. After opening the door, he walked out cooperatively without waiting for them to take action.

“??”

The prisoners in the entire cell opened their mouths and looked incredible.

Never seen such an active person.

Look at his expression, it doesn’t seem like he is going to be punished, but it seems that he is preparing to receive commendation.

"Follow me."

The guards stood on the left and right, and carried the arm of the ruthless man Zhao out of the dungeon.

After a moment, the four of them came to the room with the word "A" written on the door.

Push the door and enter.

"Save me..."

"ah--"

Looking around, there are all wailing people.

A variety of distorted monsters are tied to the chairs made of ferrous metal.

Of course, some are covered with flesh and blood.

"Crack!"

With a few crisp sounds, He Zhao was fixed on it.

"Aren't you afraid?"

The man in purple robe walked forward and said curiously.

"I want to know what you're going to do."

With a spiritual vision around him, he was not very scared and tried his best to explore the secrets in the simulated scene.

"A great experiment can make everyone in the Great Xuan like a dragon as long as it succeeds."

During the conversation, the old man brought blood sacs sealed by the animal skin.

"Tell me carefully, at least I must understand it." He Zhao ignored the other party's actions and continued to explore the secret of the man in purple robe.

"Humans are too weak. When facing beasts, aliens have no power to resist. So, have you ever thought about becoming those powerful aliens?

For fifty years, I have tried to suture the two, transplant special organs, and even mating them in order to achieve their goals. Unfortunately, they failed one by one.

It was not until the last decade that I injected heterogeneous blood into various human organs. I found that the success rate was improved by causing the heart to deform, and through continuous circulation, changing my own blood bit by bit.

Unfortunately, people's bodies are too fragile and most people are not firm in their willpower. In addition, the blood of aliens is too strong, and there are very few people who want to find a perfect fit for the two conditions. Only fifteen people succeeded in more than 15,000 people."

The origin of the Secret Blood Warrior?

The co-author was made by a mad scientist!
To be continued...