Missing

"Two idiots."

Their conversation was interrupted by a sneer. The speaker crossed his fingers, resting his long, smooth, emerald green snake tail on the table, with a slightly mocking expression. He sat at a distance from the two of them, and it was clear that their friendship needed to be strengthened.

"If it was that easy to deal with him, would you have failed so many times?"

"So what do you say we should do?"

The bug girl asked angrily, causing the other party to sneer: "Use your brain. Don't stay with bugs every day and forget how to think."

"Damn it, you want to be eaten by bugs?!"

The beautiful woman was furious, and a pair of butterfly wings suddenly spread out from her back. The color was more colorful and dazzling than the most expensive silk, and the gorgeous patterns made it impossible to look away, as if the soul would be sucked into it. As the angry rebuke rose, a thick breath of pollution roared out, weighing heavily on the perceiver's heart.

The other party just laughed contemptuously, not paying any attention to her threat. His yellow beastly eyes moved aside, completely ignoring her threat.

This judgment was undoubtedly correct. Before the insect girl could go berserk, an old voice stopped her: "Be quiet, insect girl, Chimera. I don't want to see you fighting here. It's disrespectful to me."

The speaker was wearing a black robe, with an aged face and wrinkled skin, like a withered old tree. However, his gray eyes were extremely deep and had a unique charm. He was full of the calmness and majesty of a leader, and it was obvious that he was in a high position.

The insect girl didn't dare to act recklessly in front of him. She took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and glared at Chimera with a sinister look. The latter responded with a provocative smile. Their eyes collided and sparks flew, but fortunately they didn't really fight.

The organizer sitting in the upper seat glanced at the two companions. He had already seen enough of their passionate dramas and remained motionless.

"We need to deal with the man named Oreius. His power is very strange. If he does not submit to us, he will have to die. Once he leaves the southern region, he will be beyond our jurisdiction."

The old man tapped his fingertips, and suddenly many bubbles appeared in the air. Each bubble was a projector, showing various scenes.

Rambo is correcting documents in the Earl's Mansion, Oleus is communicating with the portal, Ya'an and his group are rushing on the road in the dust, the damaged research base, ordinary people who are busy in and out of the Earl's Mansion and buying and selling waste, and the translucent worms lying quietly on the energy instrument as energy boosters...

What an amazing scene! Videos from different times, different places, and different people were played simultaneously in front of the Black Mist believers, allowing them to easily capture all the movements of the enemy without the observer noticing anything.

The old man was very confident in his ability and said slowly: "I don't want this to happen. If we want to tame a beast, we need to pull out its teeth first."

One of the bubbles expanded, and the unaware Earl was riding on a horse, talking to Shaken. The price of using an aircraft for the entire journey was really expensive. Except for the wealthy church, few nobles would directly take an aircraft to cross such a long distance. Therefore, they must first rush to a city with a teleportation device for long-distance teleportation.

"He is our target, Chimera. I leave this matter to you."

Chimera stood up. From the waist down, he was half the size of a lion. His strong limbs alone showed how powerful he was. He saluted the superior with his chest, and his attitude was extremely humble.

"As you command, Master Inspector."

The inspector nodded slightly and looked at the insect girl: "Those laboratories are under your jurisdiction, why didn't you deal with the tail properly?"

When this was suddenly mentioned, the insect girl's expression became a little stiff. "The two monsters with the most research value were beyond the researchers' ability to handle, and the portal betrayed us. I had planned to go there in person and retrieve them, but I was caught off guard."

The followers of the Black Mist are closely related to monsters. Each of them has various laboratories under their command and has different responsibilities.

Among them, insects have the shortest growth cycle and the fastest mutation speed, and have an innate advantage in researching mutations. In order to find high-quality raw materials, the insect girl specially found a worm queen who is good at reproduction to cooperate with.

Monsters that specialize in reproduction are quite rare in the wild. Each monster has its own strengthening aspect, some are good at attacking, some are good at defense. Due to the frequency and necessity of wild battles, most monsters will be strengthened in the direction of combat power.

But the mother insect that the insect girl found was born in a relatively peaceful environment, in a rugged and hard-to-find location. She was not hunted by powerful monsters when she was young, and became a typical example of poor development. She successfully advanced to the peak of A-level without undergoing too many mutations.

After the Bug Girl discovered it, she quickly reached an agreement with it. After helping the Puppet Bug Queen to upgrade to S-level, she once again helped it devour the monster of the same level [Spider Girl].

If it weren't for the sudden killing of Cheng Yaojin, she would have an endless supply of SS-level monster larvae as experimental materials from now on! Not to mention that madman directly rushed into the black mist and killed the mother insect!

Thinking of this, the insect girl was almost gritting her teeth. She had always focused on cultivating the reproductive ability of the insect mother, so her overall strength was relatively weak, and as a result, someone took advantage of her. Since the death of the insect mother, the supply of raw materials in the laboratory has been greatly reduced, making her extremely anxious.

All this is thanks to that man!

If the evil intention could be turned into reality, the red-haired young man would have been chopped into pieces. The insect girl closed her eyes, suppressed her surging desire to kill, and rarely showed a friendly expression to her mortal enemy: "If you need help, you can tell me."

Chimera was extremely surprised: "You actually want to join hands with me?"

The insect girl sneered: "Since there is no way to kill him, I will chop off one of his hands first, then dig out his eyes and peel off his skin."

A vicious aura spread in the air, and the beautiful woman's voice was as cold as ice.

"I'm going to turn him into a worm culture dish, so that he can watch the larvae crawl out of my stomach helplessly, and become food for the monsters while wailing!"

The inspector was not surprised by her idea. Those who chose to return to the Black Mist were prone to radicalism and were easily enraged when provoked. He drew a simple symbol in the air, nodded and smiled, "Then I'll leave it to you. For those who don't know, let us respond with death and fear."

"All for the return of the black fog."

Several people's eyes were filled with bloody auras, and they drew the symbol of Black Mist on their chests, saying in unison: "All for the return of Black Mist!"

......

The warm autumn sun shines into the training ground, and from time to time the heavy sound of bodies hitting the ground can be heard.

Vera gasped for a while and tried desperately to get up from the ground. Her face was covered with dust, and bruises and bruises were visible everywhere. Tiny streaks of blood had just seeped out of the wounds, but they were healed because of her enhanced physical constitution.

So painful, so tired, so thirsty...

But you can’t fall down, you absolutely can’t fall down…!

The girl bit her cracked lips tightly, and her lower body had already turned into a translucent spider body. Her slender spider legs, which had lost their strength, slipped from time to time, causing her to stumble and fall down just as she stood up, gulping for oxygen.

This is a special training ground built for bloodline warriors in the city. Bloodline warrior teams from every region can come to the training ground, which is well-equipped. After Orihe agreed to be Vera's trainer, he came here to apply for a dedicated field.

The girl in the gorgeous dress was flying in the air, her translucent wings sparkling in the sun. She looked down at Vera, her delicate and lovely face full of malice.

Forgive? Of course, Rambo has forgiven her, so Olivia will not go against the Brainworm's wishes and retaliate privately, and she doesn't like him at all.

But since it fell into her hands, the girl had no intention of holding back, even if it was just to teach him.

In her eyes, this was not a ten-year-old girl who needed to be taken care of, but a blood relative who had stabbed her in the back. Even though she looked young, it did not affect Olih's judgment.

"Stand up."

The blonde girl has a cold voice. She is far superior to him in terms of combat skills, timing judgment, and understanding of bloodlines.

"If you want to survive, stand up. You are not suitable for frontal combat, but you must understand the skills of close combat so that you can sneak up on them and make a fatal blow."

It was like the clones approaching silently, creating a pile of dried corpses without the other party noticing. Rambo's judgment was correct. Olih and Vera had similar characteristics: Zerg blood, strong concealment, needing weapons to assist, not good at frontal combat, and liking stealth attacks.

Mason, who was sitting nearby, watched for a while, eating fresh fruit one by one.

The appearance and taste of these fruits are similar to the grapes in the previous life, pure white in color, and very sweet when bitten. Mason ate half a bowl, and waited until Orihi announced a break, then he walked over with the water he had prepared long ago, bent down and handed it to Vera who was paralyzed on the ground.

The girl took two sips and her red cheeks were so hot that they were about to smoke. The sun and the phantom spider bloodline of the void environment were a double pressure, which accelerated the weakening of her physical strength.

Ollie fell beside the fruit, washed her hands with water, and began to eat the fruit happily. The battle just now had no effect on her. The little girl was addicted to the fruit.

Mason pulled the girl up and returned to the resting place under the tree. Vera had been beaten too many times in the past few days, and her bones couldn't help but ache when she saw the blonde girl.

Ollie didn't care. She was responsible for teaching on the training ground, and she ignored him outside the training ground. She swallowed a sweet grape and said to Mason, "Today's training is over. Go back for treatment and rest. Bring her out of the city in the evening for tonight's stealth training."

Mason nodded. It was a piece of cake for him to bring Vera to train. He had to patrol at night anyway. He was about to speak when the intercom started beeping.

In order to ensure that he could be contacted at any time, Rambo gave him a fixed contact. The red-haired young man turned on the contact, and the blue light indicating the call came on, and Rambo's deep voice came out from it.

"Aureus, are you at the training ground now?"

"Yes, me, Orih, and Vera are all here."

"I need you and Orihir back here now, immediately."

Brainworm's tone was unusually serious. Mason, realizing the problem, narrowed his eyes, walked to the corner and lowered the volume: "What happened?"

"......"

After a moment of silence, Rambo chose to answer his question. The shocking content stimulated the eardrums, and every word made people's scalps tingle, and they felt the coming storm.

"The team was attacked, Shaken was seriously injured and unconscious, and the Earl is missing."

Ten minutes later.

The meeting room at Earl's Palace was packed.

A projected map floated on the long table. Rambo sat in the seat where Yaan was supposed to sit, with a serious expression. The earl's disappearance was a serious matter for the territory, and Rambo immediately summoned the elites who had a say in the territory. In front of him, people were sitting restlessly waiting for the next meeting, their faces full of doubt.

If the person who released the information was not Rambo, they would find it hard to believe that it was true. Mason sat on the right side of Brainworm and scanned the room and found that there were not many people.

In order to avoid causing chaos, Brainworm only told the matter to trustworthy people, but it still caused a small-scale uproar.

"This is impossible. With the Earl's power, nothing can make him lose contact unless it's a conspiracy. We must ask for help from the Noble Association immediately!"

"What happened to the Earl is very serious. Moreover, the nobles sent from the central region were also seriously injured. We must take action."

"Who should I turn to for help?"

"If we send people to support them, our already insufficient defense will most likely be in trouble. If we don't send people to support them, the Earl will definitely still be waiting for us now!"

"......"

One plan after another was proposed and then rejected. Rambo always listened quietly to the suggestions of others. No one could get a definite answer without him speaking. The Earl's life or death was uncertain. If something unexpected happened, it would even affect the future ownership of the territory.

Mason didn't say anything. He just listened to the discussion and felt annoyed.

There is no doubt that Ya'an is a very good boss.

He was fair and unsuspicious, and even saved Mason's life. If he had not arrived in time, Oreius would have died under the vines that were gradually growing out of control.

Since he met Ya'an, she has helped him a lot. Thinking that the count's life or death is unknown, the young man can hardly hide his emotions.

This doesn't look like a sudden disaster at all.

He knew Ya'an's ability and that he was able to control a territory. No one could doubt that Ya'an was strong. This made his sudden disappearance seem even more confusing.

Mason rubbed his nose and decided that he had to go and see for himself.

Whether to thank Ya'an for his help or as an ally, he had to go to the place where Ya'an disappeared in person. After thinking about it, the red-haired young man raised his hand amid the discussion of the crowd: "I have a suggestion."

The arguing crowd stopped, and only Mason's voice could be heard clearly.

"The Earl has encountered an accident. We can't just stay here and wait for support. I can go and check the situation on behalf of the support from Ya'an City."

The surroundings were quiet for a moment. Brainworm frowned slightly. He habitually calculated the pros and cons of doing this, nodded after a few seconds, and said simply: "Okay, but I need you to leave a bottle of your own blood."

Mason nodded without hesitation, anticipating what the other party wanted his blood for. Of course, it would be better if he didn't have to use it.

"What about the mission supplies?"

The middle-aged man said expressionlessly: "Doesn't the equipment you took away last time count?"

Mason's eyes wandered around: "Then we have to solve the funding problem, right?"

Rambo took out a pen and a receipt from the table, wrote it down and threw it to him without even looking up. Mason glanced at the numbers and couldn't help but marvel at the brainworm's wealth and arrogance, then he heard the other party's voice.

"This is the reward for your last mission. The Earl told me to pay you the money. Take this as your funding for this mission. The consumables you need to replenish can be reimbursed. You can prepare to start the operation now."

The hidden meaning was that if there were any high-priced expenses, they would be responsible for it themselves, and the mission equipment would be sufficient. Mason's mouth twitched, and he accepted the receipt that he had earned with his hard work.

It wasn't a loss at all. Anyway, the equipment he got from the Earl's Palace was definitely more than the funds, so he still made a profit.

After he collected the receipt, Brainworm reminded him, "The last thing I need to tell you is that it is difficult for us to assign you a companion."

Once the enemy leaves Ya'an City, Ya'an City will lack top defense forces during this period. In order to reduce the probability of being attacked, Rambo must cherish every bloodline.

The red-haired young man gave him a beautiful smile in return: "No problem."

In fact, he would rather go alone, which would reduce the possibility of being exposed. If he could successfully rescue Ya'an this time, the World Tree should also be able to respond. With a new vest in front of him, how could he stand still?

The red-haired young man quickly reviewed the information in his mind and grasped the key points: "Where is Shaken now?"

"He is receiving treatment in the territory of Viscount Edward. He and Lord Yaan are both under the jurisdiction of the same duke. He is currently in stable condition, but has not yet awakened."

The brainworm reached out and clicked on the 3D map, zooming in on a certain place. The outline of the mountain range was vaguely revealed.

"According to our intelligence, Viscount Shaka found the unconscious Shaken in this canyon. He wanted to search further, but the accident site was too special, so he had to leave for the time being."

"special?"

Mason was interested and listened attentively. Rambo didn't want to be tempted and concluded seriously: "Yes, it is said that there are dragons in this canyon."