Chapter 258 Heading to the center of the fusion faction, everyone follows!



In the dim conference room, the light was thin and cold, and everyone's face was shrouded in a layer of gray shadow.

Song Lufeng sat at the end of the long table, his hands folded, his eyes lowered as if sinking into the abyss.

The documents spread out on the table clearly recorded the latest developments of the fusion faction, and every word hit him like a pound of iron.

Han Qiong stood beside the table, leaning forward slightly, speaking in a low voice:

"The power of the Fusion Faction is beyond our understanding. The entire base is now a hell. Their experiments have destroyed countless people."

She stared at Song Lufeng.

This city lord from the Xuanwu base gave her great hope.

But he actually proposed to go inside the fusion faction.

It's crazy!

"They not only captured conservative members, but also those gifted humans. They put them in incubators, constantly extracting their genes and stripping them of everything. After these people were exhausted physically and mentally, only empty shells were left."

Her voice cut through the air like a knife.

There was dead silence in the conference room, with only Han Qiong's voice echoing coldly.

Song Lufeng clenched his hands gently, his knuckles turned slightly white, and his eyes were as cold as a frozen lake.

"Why are they doing this?"

He spoke in a low voice, with no question in his voice, only suppressed anger.

The corners of Han Qiong's mouth twitched slightly, and there was deep fatigue in his eyes:

"They want to use these gifted genes to create a 'perfect' fusion. These fusion humans have both human intelligence and the power of alien beasts. But they have no free will at all and only obey orders."

Liu Zui raised his head, frowned, and cursed in a low voice:

"These lunatics treat people as tools and don't even give them a chance to die."

Tian Bao slammed his hand on the table, making a muffled sound:

"This is total massacre!"

Han Qiong stood up and took a deep breath:

"Many of those who have been transformed are partners we know."

She looked at Song Lufeng, her voice was engraved with the coldness of steel:

"My former comrades, my friends, my family... have all turned into cold-blooded killing machines."

Xiaozao lowered his head, his fingertips tightly grasping the water bottle, and the bottle made a slight twisting sound due to the force.

“I saw them with my own eyes.”

"Their eyes are empty, like a pool of stagnant water. They don't recognize people, don't remember their past, and don't even hesitate. When they see us, they just choose to kill."

Everyone at the conference table was silent, and the air was filled with silent anger and grief.

The survivors on Han Qiong's side hung their heads, and even the eight-treasure porridge in their hands no longer tasted good.

Silent grief spreads.

"One time, a friend of mine... He was our hero, he was known as a 'beacon of the conservative movement.'"

Han Qiong lowered his head, his eyes were like knives, revealing intense pain.

"But on the battlefield, he was transformed into a Fusion Man. He stood in the Fusion faction's ranks, pointing his gun at us. The look he gave me was without hatred or emotion, only indifference."

Her words stopped abruptly.

"What happened next?"

Qi Wan asked in a trembling voice, and Shu Weng beside her held her hand and comforted her.

Han Qiong raised his head, filled with pain and hatred:

"He didn't kill me, but he killed his own sister."

"Before his sister died, she tried to wake him up and kept calling him 'brother'..."

Xiaozao suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with shock.

Even Liu Zui clenched his fists, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

"His sister was on her knees, crying and calling his name, begging him to stop. He didn't even hesitate for a second before pulling the trigger."

The corners of Han Qiong's eyes turned slightly red, but not a single tear fell.

She has shed too many tears.

But the tears of the end of the world are worthless.

Tian Bao kicked the wall with one foot, making a loud thud, then turned around and put his hands on the back of the chair, as if trying his best to control his emotions.

Lu He leaned back in his chair, his hands tightly gripping the armrests, his eyes as dark as iron.

The coldness in Song Lufeng's eyes became increasingly intense.

He stood up and looked at Han Qiong sharply:

"Can these fused people still be saved?"

Han Qiong shook his head, his tone cold:

"Their memories and wills have been completely destroyed. Even... their death is permitted. They are no longer human."

The conference room fell into deathly silence again.

After a moment, Song Lufeng stood up slowly, "I want to go."

"City Lord! Are you crazy?"

Han Qiong's eyes trembled:

"Do you know what you are facing? The core area of ​​the Fusion Faction, and that SSS-level Fusion. His power can destroy a city. If you go there, you will die."

Song Lufeng's gaze is powerful, and the mountains and seas remain unchanged:

"That's why I have to go."

"The Fusionists are not only destroying humanity, they are also destroying the future of humanity. If we don't stop them, everyone will eventually become their experimental subjects."

Moreover, he wanted to find out what the "gods" from another world were!

He couldn't allow the savior to be in any danger!

The corners of Han Qiong's mouth trembled slightly, and she whispered:

"They are far more powerful than us. Not only do they have fused humans, they also have more dangerous plans. There is no way you will come back alive."

Song Lufeng's gaze became more determined, and his tone was as heavy as ice and snow:

"If even I don't dare to go, who else can stand up and stop them?"

Everyone at the conference table was silent.

Xiaozao lowered his head, Liu Zui clenched his fists tightly, and complex emotions flashed in his eyes.

After a moment, Lu He said in a deep voice:

"If you want to go, we will go with you."

Tian Bao gritted his teeth, slammed the table and said loudly:

"That's right! We are the Xuanwu Squad. We will follow you wherever you go."

"Then I'll go too!"

"I'm going too!"

Song Lufeng glanced at everyone, and a hint of warmth flashed in his eyes, but was quickly replaced by coldness:

"This is my decision. If you are willing to follow me, I will not refuse. But this is the path I must take."

He turned and walked towards the door, his steps firm and without the slightest hesitation.

Han Qiong stood there, watching his leaving back, and suddenly followed him!

"Captain!"

The survivors cried out.

Han Qiong looked back:

"They're all going, and I can't stay out of it."

"We at Suzaku Base must not let the Xuanwu Base underestimate us."

Everyone was speechless.

Han Qiong has been leading them in fighting against the fusion faction.

It is not easy to persist until now.

This time I went to the fusion center, I put life and death aside.

At the same time, the core of the fusion base

In the laboratory, culture tanks were neatly arranged, emitting a faint blue light, with countless imprisoned humans sleeping inside.

A black-clad experimenter stood next to the culture tank, holding a report in his hand and sneered.

"Captain, they are on their way."

The SSS-class fusion behind him slowly raised his head, his eyes were empty, but filled with murderous intent.

The fusion's voice was cold and deep. "They came just in time. I need more genetic samples."


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