On a hill several kilometers away from Bering's village.

Qi Guang steered his wheelchair and looked out at the layers of red smoke covering the mountains from afar.

At this moment, the top of the mountain has been completely covered by red dust, and the sky is full of tiny red particles floating in the air, like one crystal clear octahedron after another.

If Qi Guang hadn't covered his face with a gas mask, these octahedrons would have already invaded his body and laid eggs in it.

Qi Guang raised his eyes slightly, and his voice was somewhat deep: "'Piercing Prince'..."

"The situation in Western Europe is really chaotic from beginning to end," he said. "They were able to release aliens of this level. Either the person in charge of Western Europe has a problem with his brain, or there is something wrong with my eyes."

"Or maybe both?"

"The Piercer" is a "disaster" level alien.

He has appeared twice in history. The monster based on Vlad III of Romania appeared once in the old calendar. However, because the legend was incomplete at that time, it was only considered "dangerous" - in the end, it only caused the deaths of hundreds of people and the economic losses were relatively large.

However, at the end of the old calendar, when the myth of vampires was widespread, the appearance of "The Impaler" was no longer just the little guy who liked to use wooden stakes to "open people's eyes".

That is Dracula, one of the pinnacle of vampires, who has been revised through countless legends!

"The people who wrote the vampire legend probably never imagined that the stories they made up would become terrifying monsters in the future."

Putting down the telescope, Qi Guang said calmly: "Although it was troublesome in the past, it was still within the scope of what can be dealt with. Moreover, even if there is no literary creation, there will be other ways of distortion. Like the 'woman with a knife' in the abandoned hospital in Morningwind City, or the 'night knight'. Now, these alien species that appear in legends and works are actually easier to deal with than those monsters that cannot be found."

"We can only say that the alien species itself is a mistake. We can't blame anyone else. After all, we are all victims."

As he said that, Qi Guang turned around and looked at the person who was pushing his wheelchair behind him: "What do you think?"

Standing behind him, Wu Xiaoya's legs felt weak: "Ah...ah?"

"What are you talking about, Director Qi?" She stammered, "I, I, I, I don't know..."

Qi Guang glanced at the confused Wu Xiaoya and said nothing.

He just raised his hand and said to Wu Xiaoya: "Show me the internal contact phone."

The words fell.

After hearing this, Wu Xiaoya finally reacted.

She quickly took out her cell phone from her pocket and handed it to Qi Guang tremblingly.

When she handed the phone over, she almost lost her balance and nearly dropped it on the ground.

Looking at Qi Guang's unchanged face, Wu Xiaoya was a little frightened.

Actually, it's not her fault.

Although she was not very courageous, Wu Xiaoya was a member of the Countermeasures Bureau and an elite trained by Yunshang Academy. Normally, she would not show such fear.

But the key point is that the person on the other side is really special.

In the distance, a figure standing on the top of a mountain can be vaguely seen.

That was the key to Wu Xiaoya's fear—the descendants of the "Piercing Lord"! Not long ago, Wu Xiaoya had taken a lot of "Ye Yin"'s soul-burning potion.

The essence of the soul-burning potion is to extract a part of the flesh and blood of the alien species to find the proprietary pheromone molecules, and then inject them into the body of the compatible type. It can be said that this is equivalent to the remains of the red lotus hidden in Ding Yan's body. Every person who has taken the soul-burning potion has the remains of the alien species in his body.

However, the remains of the alien species "vampire" are somewhat special.

Even among all the alien species that have appeared so far, the relationship between superiors and subordinates of vampires is quite prominent. The superior vampire has absolute command power over the inferior individuals, and the inferior vampire needs to be loyal and make sacrifices to the superior, even if this is not the individual's own wish.

Some people believe that this may be related to the "emperor-vassal" system in Western Europe.

In any case, this represents the deterrence of the superior vampire to the inferior vampire.

Normally, the status of a vampire born from legend is fixed. For example, the sneaky vampires in rural legends are definitely inferior to the noble Count Dracula.

Because the pheromone molecules of their own species are different.

However, humans who have been injected with the soul-burning potion are another matter.

The person who is injected with the drug will obtain a large amount of pheromone molecules in a short period of time, and at this time he will become a superior species. However, this pheromone molecule will be consumed, and as the power is used, the pheromone will become less and less.

Therefore, as time goes by, as the pheromones in the blood become less and less, humans will slowly change from a superior individual to a inferior individual. And until the remaining pheromone molecules are completely excreted by the human's own metabolic activities, humans will return to a state without pheromones.

This is probably a process of gradual decline, from the initial superior individuals, all the way down to humans who are nothing special.

After all, pheromone molecules will inevitably decrease gradually without the replenishment of Ding Yan's "Red Lotus Internal Circulation".

As for Wu Xiaoya, she is currently in a stage where there is still some pheromones in her body, but not much, because she had taken the "Night Hidden" potion not long ago.

The consequence of this stage is that even if she only glances at the "Piercing Man" from a distance, the suppression of the lower individual by the upper individual is enough to make her soul tremble slightly, as if she were facing the bright and scorching sunlight!

This situation is actually easy to solve. Either you exercise more to consume the pheromones in your body faster, or...

Just take another dose of medicine and advance directly to the "superior individual"! Obviously, Qi Guang chose the latter for Wu Xiaoya.

It was precisely because he understood Wu Xiaoya's current state that he said nothing, and did not even dare to reveal any expression, for fear of hurting the child's fragile heart.

Otherwise, with Qi Guang's temper, he would have started scolding long ago.

Wu Xiaoya is the key person at the moment, so we have to make good arrangements for her to avoid any trouble.

Thinking of this, Qi Guang opened his mobile phone and entered an app with ease.

This APP is a small program that connects to the committee's internal cameras. It is a special product of the Countermeasures Bureau that was installed without anyone knowing after Qi Guang asked the staff within the committee to do so.

He almost died trying to install this thing.

If he hadn't persuaded us that it would never be used for anything that violated the committee's laws and regulations, and if someone hadn't guaranteed it for us, it would have been difficult for it to pass the committee.

The most important thing is to hide it from the people in Western Europe.

Therefore, Qi Guang was almost exhausted when installing this thing.

But now, the benefits are also obvious.

After turning on the camera, Qi Guang adjusted his sitting position, slumped in the wheelchair, and began to look at the mobile phone screen with relish.

The camera on the screen flickered for a moment, as if it was adjusting its frequency. After about two seconds, the picture gradually became clear.

After the picture became clear, it was a mess.

The originally complex but tidy control room is now in complete chaos, with documents flying all over the place and some papers dropped on the ground, leaving several clear shoe prints; the cameras hanging on both sides hang down weakly, shaking in the wind, as if they were tears about to fall into a pool of water.

The staff on both sides were forced to kneel on the ground. Their communication devices were roughly pulled off and their whole bodies were bent on the ground like cooked shrimps.

Just looking at the scene, no one would imagine that this is the control room that was originally responsible for controlling this exercise. Instead, it makes people feel that it is a bank being robbed, the white paper is cash, and the staff are bank employees.

Looking at the picture on the mobile phone screen, Qi Guang thought for a while and said nothing.

After a while, probably when the third "explosion" erupted on the distant hill, several figures suddenly appeared in the originally empty camera.

These figures walked calmly in the chaotic and complex main control room, as if they were very familiar with the place, with almost no pauses or hesitations between their steps.

The back of the leader, Qi Guang, could be vaguely seen. He seemed to have golden hair, was wearing a neat gray suit, and was slightly plump.

The voices of those people could still be heard on the phone. Fortunately, Qi Guang had someone in the committee and modified the phone. Only then could he hear the original soundtrack of these people: "What's the situation?"

"'Tyrant King' has been released, and this has been echoed by Jianing's people. You also saw the blood explosion of 'Piercing Lord'. It is estimated that in another hour, the last 'Dust' will be released in a chain reaction. Add to that the barrier, and it is estimated that the entire Yanxia Mountain will become a restricted area for living people tonight except for us!"

The man walking in front was very satisfied and chuckled, "Not bad."

He said: "The committee members haven't noticed the current situation yet. After our people caught those annoying flies, they definitely won't be able to respond in a short time given their mobility."

Someone nearby complimented him: "You've thought about it more in advance, and you've been patient until now and haven't taken any action."

Hearing this, the blond man seemed a little proud: "Of course, everyone knows that the people in the committee are a bunch of mad dogs. Once the flaw is revealed, those guys will definitely come out in full force. So we must wait until the plan is fully implemented before we can take real action, otherwise we will fail sooner or later."

"Now we have both 'wind' and 'blood'. The two conditions are linked very quickly. Before the committee notices and breaks the barrier, they will have no way to intervene in the situation inside Yanxia Mountain. It can be said that the failure of this exercise is a foregone conclusion!"

"Everything in the control room belongs to me now. If I want, I can issue a false order at any time. Before that, I need to find my dear teacher, Mr. Oliver Wells, the academic leader in Western Europe."

Faced with the blond man's words, although Qi Guang didn't want to admit it, he had to say that the blond man was right.

Although it seems that they are still able to handle it with ease, in fact, if there is no advance intelligence and corresponding support measures, the Countermeasures Bureau may have to wait until the "Piercing Prince" explodes before they can realize what has happened.

No matter how you react by that time, it will be too late.

This was purely due to the gap caused by information asymmetry. The other party was even able to mobilize the top leaders of Western Europe to bring in the "Piercing Man" without anyone noticing, while we were kept in the dark throughout the whole process because of the relationship with the committee.

If there were no corresponding intelligence, the exercise would probably be in chaos.

Thinking of this, Qi Guang looked into the distance at the setting sun, the hazy moon, and the blood exploding in the distance.

"Prepare for action," he pulled out a walkie-talkie from his side pocket and spoke into it, "Intercept the 'Piercing Man' and don't let it release more 'Blood Explosions'."

After saying this, he turned his head and glanced at Wu Xiaoya beside him.

Qi Guang took out two crystal clear test tubes from his pocket and threw them to Wu Xiaoya: "Be careful, the level of 'Piercing Man' is very high, even 'Ye Yin' may not be able to suppress it."

Wu Xiaoya caught the test tube in a panic, then tremblingly thrust it into her throat.

She had been stabbed so many times that she didn't even need help from others and was able to do it on her own and have enough food and clothing.

As the liquid slowly flowed into her neck, Wu Xiaoya's body began to twitch uncontrollably.

At this moment, she looked like a strange puppet, with invisible strings twisting her limbs into strange bends.

About three seconds later.

She slowly opened her eyes.

When her eyelids drooped, a purple mist like flowing light filled her eyes, flashing a strange light like a gorgeous purple gem.

The blood of "Yeyin" once again flows in the human body.

Wu Xiaoya fiddled with her hair, frowned, and tore the troublesome hem of her skirt aside and tied it into a knot, revealing her agile and well-defined legs.

The sunset breeze was a little cold, but Wu Xiaoya didn't feel anything. She just stood gracefully beside Qi Guang.

She placed one hand on the back of Qi Guang's wheelchair, looked at the boy who was bleeding profusely, and said lightly, "How disgusting."

"It's like the blood of a young girl mixed with the blood of a vile man. Just smelling it makes people feel nauseous and uncomfortable."

"The traitor of the Impaler also abandoned the glory of blood, hid his wings in the mud, and allowed the unclean injustice to wrap up the brilliant glory, falling scarlet and staining his blood black."

Stroking her neck with her fingers, Wu Xiaoya's lips parted, and under the bright red corners of her mouth, her alienated sharp fangs were exposed to the air: "You lick the dark and dirty sand, but you still think you are tasting the holy virgin blood..."

"A group of guys who are so humble that they are buried in the dirt." Wu Xiaoya concluded.

Qi Guang knew without even looking that this girl had definitely taken a full dose of the "Night Hide" potion.

Under normal circumstances, the Soul Burning Potion may change part of your personality, but the change will not be particularly drastic.

For example, Wu Xiaoya, who changed from a silly girl to a person with incomprehensible words, was probably because of some strange... resonance between the pheromones of "Piercing Man" and "Ye Yin"? However, this "resonance" seemed to be one-way.

At least for now, it seems that only Wu Xiaoya felt the condition of the Piercing Man, while the Piercing Man did not react at all.

In fact, in Qi Guang's eyes, the boy on the top of the mountain was still happily releasing fireworks.

Perhaps it was because the status of "Ye Yin" itself was lower than that of "Piercing Lord", but the boy opposite was not "Piercing Lord" himself, but the product of his bloodline degradation. Under such circumstances, the relatively higher-level "Ye Yin" pheromone activated Wu Xiaoya's emotions, making her appear somewhat...different from her previous state.

In short, "Ye Yin" looked at the guy opposite who looked very strong but was actually very weak, and felt that he was ready again, so he urged Wu Xiaoya to punch the man opposite who was just a name but worthless in reality!

At least that’s how Qi Guang understood it.

This situation is quite precious, and if the guys in the research institute see it, they will probably feel like they have found a treasure. After all, the current research on soul-burning potions is quite scarce, and any special situation is valuable in the eyes of those scientific researchers.

I'll report this matter when I get back.

Thinking of this, Qi Guang knocked on the handle of the wheelchair next to him.

"Go," he said, "Take 'The Impaler' and go to the corresponding location."

"Let some guy have a good taste of its 'blood explosion'!"

After hearing Qi Guang's words, Wu Xiaoya said nothing.

She just looked at Qi Guang calmly, then gently lifted her hair. The black hair sparkled with a lustrous luster under the setting sun.

Then, she pushed aside the branches beside her and quickly walked towards the hill where the "Piercing Man" was.

Just like a long sword slowly being unsheathed, it drew a clean and neat arc in the night, and moved smoothly towards another famous sword made of finely forged steel, brewing the sound of iron and steel clashing with each other!

Qi Guang pouted and continued to give orders: "Hey, Xun Mo?"

"Half an hour later, shoot at the barrier of Yanxia Mountain. I don't ask you to shoot through it, but at least make some noise for me. The louder the better!"

"Then, you will immediately go to my base near Yanxia Mountain and check for anyone with unusual behavior. There is no doubt that most of these people are traitors from the Nine-Headed Divine Religion and Western Europe."

Holding the communicator, Qi Guang said in a resounding voice: "I want you to arrest all these guys, interrogate them thoroughly, and convict them one by one! I want the Nine-Headed Divine Cult to pay the price for their reckless actions this time, and I want them to be severely damaged and never be able to recover!"

Having said that, Qi Guang hung up the communicator.

He knew very well that only a part of Yanxia Mountain needed to be cleaned up.

Outside, there are also many cockroaches and ants! Their purpose of being here is to be the first to appear when problems arise during the exercise, to intercept the committee and countermeasures bureau that want to enter later, and even to take this opportunity to tell the world that "times have changed" and their time has arrived!

In short, the situation outside is not much easier than inside Yanxia Mountain.

That's why Qi Guang transferred Xun Mo.

Although that guy is a little lazy, he will never be vague on key issues. And he is not as stupid as Wang Weizheng... or as straightforward. Qi Guang believes that in a similar situation, Xun Mo will know what is the best way to do it.

For those dangerous elements outside Yanxia Mountain, Xun Mo might be a more troublesome guy than Wang Weizheng.

With this thought in mind, Qi Guang continued to watch the live broadcast on his mobile phone.

At this moment, the golden-haired man was already standing in the front, looking at an old man happily.

"Ah, my dear teacher, the great scholar of Western Europe - Oliver Wells, is said to be the person who knows the most secrets in Western Europe!"

The blond man looked at Old Man Oliver with a smile: "Did you ever imagine that I, your least recognized disciple, would one day step on your head and fiddle with your few remaining hairs like weeds?"

As he spoke, he stepped on the sitting old man Oliver and at the same time reached out his hand to pull out one of the few remaining hairs of the old man.

Facing the blond man's provocation, Oliver said nothing, but just shook his head: "I have never changed my opinion."

"Your radical ideas will make you a sinner of humanity. Your so-called 'Humanity Watch' will ultimately destroy most of humanity and use you, the lucky or elite ones, as the foundation to rebuild a new society that depends on alien species."

"If you are at your wit's end, this kind of capitulationist thinking is understandable. After all, the continuation of the race is above all else, and for the sake of future interests, some sacrifices are inevitable..."

Listening to the old man's words, the blond man was very happy: "You understand very well, don't you? In this case, why don't you consider the invitation from our 'Humanity Watch'..."

However, facing the blond man's words, the old man shook his head: "But I don't think humans are doomed to fail."

"On the contrary, I am now more convinced than ever that mankind will and will inevitably achieve the final victory."

Accompanied by the old man's smooth but extremely firm remarks.

The blond man's expression gradually darkened.

"It seems that you are completely unable to understand the true meaning of 'Humanity'."

He stepped on the old man's chest with a sincere and honest smile on his face: "Yes, it is precisely because you are so stupid that we need the existence of 'Humanity Watch'. We must always watch over the future of mankind, so that mankind will not be destroyed because of the actions of idiots like you!"

"Definite victory? That's too stupid, teacher. Even if humans have an 80% chance of winning, there's not even a 10% chance of winning!"

Retracting his foot, the blond man looked at the old man with pity: "You can't understand possibly, just like you can't understand what aliens mean to humans."

"Do you think you can achieve peace by killing a few alien species? No, no, no, that's impossible. You can't kill all the alien species. They are like human shadows. As long as there is light, there will be shadows. The existence of humans itself will lead to the birth of monsters. There is no way to get rid of them, no!"

As he spoke, his voice gradually became louder: "Even if others don't say it, you should understand it! From ancient Greece to the present, from ancient times to the Industrial Revolution, and even from the ancient times when there is no written history to the present, have there been any bans on alien species? No! Not to mention, the moment recorded in the prophecy will soon come..."

"At this moment, 'the gate of the abyss will open, and the transcendent evil beast will crawl out from the rolling gray ocean, crushing the sundial and clock. The pale wings will open the sky, and the spider web hunting time will quietly open. The world will usher in purgatory and burning'! And this is just the beginning!"

The blond man slammed his hand on the table next to him and shouted angrily: "The destruction of mankind is inevitable! It is a destiny! All we can do now is to watch over the remaining fire! The alien species cannot be destroyed, because we humans cannot destroy ourselves!"

"Only if 99.9999% of humanity dies, in exchange for the survival of the remaining few, can we continue to exist!"

Facing the furious blond man, old man Oliver said nothing but closed his eyes.

He had no intention of wasting words on someone who had been thoroughly brainwashed. All those words he had said before were merely a last hurdle in his mind, hoping that the blond man would be able to pull back in time. That was all.

But now it seems that this last bit of luck is just a "luck".

Looking at the teacher who had his eyes closed, the blond boy became more and more furious.

He paced back and forth, muttering to himself, "It seems that you still don't understand? This is normal, after all, your views make it impossible for you to understand our good intentions. In this case, then I don't mind telling you more secrets. For example, do you know the 'Abyss'? We have a plan to let humans move to the abyss and rely on the protection of the masters of the abyss. To do this, we only need to offer some humans as sacrifices from time to time to make those masters happy, so that we can get a considerable degree of recuperation. Believe me, the appetites of those masters are not too big, and the newborns we give birth to in a year will definitely be able to satisfy their intentions..."

Before he could finish, Oliver opened his eyes and shouted, "Enough!"

He looked at the blond man, his lips moving and his eyes sharp: "You... lunatic!"

madman?

Hearing this, the blond man looked at the teacher coldly: "You say I'm crazy? No, we just think a little more than you think, that's all."

"Individuals are just numbers, and this is the sacrifice that should be made when necessary."

Hearing this, the old man became even more angry: "Do you know who those people in the abyss are?! The cruel Kronos, the vicious Hela... Do you know how much malice they harbor towards humans after their roots were twisted?! Do you know what will happen to those 'sacrifices' you mentioned if they enter their territory?!"

"For those people, death is the greatest forgiveness!" Oliver said angrily, "And now you have so easily put the future of humanity into such a situation?! For you, is the world just a game of addition and subtraction? A battle flag that can display the population on a panel and then send these people to purgatory?!"

Looking at the old man who was even more furious than himself, the blond man calmed down instead: "Please be patient, teacher. This is necessary..."

However, this time he hadn't finished speaking.

The next second, the lights in the entire control room went out instantly!

Darkness descended upon the control room, as if night had fallen and the lights had been turned off, and no one could see the people around them!

In such a noisy environment, the blond man was slightly startled.

He was not worried about what the hostages in the control room would do in this situation.

They have been planted with "dust", and it is difficult for them to even move their bodies, let alone want to do anything.

Now the blond man was a little curious about who had forced himself to cut off the power supply in the control room.

And, after the power went out, what did they want to do? 'Did they want us to get trampled in the pitch dark? ' The blond man smiled and thought, 'If that's the case, it's an interesting guess. '

At least this idea is possible.

Just as he was thinking this in his heart.

The next second, a bright light suddenly appeared on the large screen in front of the control room.

This sole light in the control room danced in everyone's eyes like an unquenchable flame, causing everyone to subconsciously turn their heads and look at the big screen.

Even the blond man was no exception. He subconsciously turned his head and focused his eyes on the screen.

Then he saw a man wearing a mask and a black windbreaker sitting on a chair, looking at him with his hands folded.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Oliver's disciple, the root of the chaos in Western Europe, the initiator of the destruction of countless families, the 'swindler' - Mr. Rodney Hallevi."

Looking at the screen, the masked man smiled and said, "It should be 6:37 pm now. I regret to interrupt your long speech at this time, but I think it is necessary. After all, if you continue, Mr. Oliver will have a heart attack in seven minutes and thirteen seconds because of frustration. Out of the principle of defending human will and protecting friends, I have to end your terrible speech full of elitist prejudice. Believe me, this is also good news for you."

"After all, if you kill one less person during the reckoning, perhaps your crimes against humanity can be slightly mitigated. Let me think, maybe you can reduce... three minutes?"

As he spoke, the man let out a clearly audible laugh.

Looking at the screen, the blond man, or Rodney, squinted his eyes.

"Who are you?" he said to the person on the screen.

A pleasant chuckle came from under the mask of the man on the screen.

"Me? I'm just an ordinary person who has seen a little bit more. If you insist, you can call me a 'prophet'."

The mask on the prophet's face seemed to be crying and laughing, and there was a blue light flickering in his eye sockets.

"Mr. Rodney, the seventh seat of 'Humanity Watch'," the prophet said calmly, "I have been waiting for you for a long time."