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 grey 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?"
“‘暴君王’已经释放出来了，这一点得到了嘉宁那边人的回应。‘穿刺公’的血爆您也看到了，估计再过一个小时的时间，最后的‘尘’就会连锁释放。再加上结界，估计今天晚上整个烟霞山除了我们，就会变成一片活人禁区！”
走在前面的男人很满意，轻笑了一声：“不错。”
他说道：“委员会的人还没有发觉目前的状况，再加上我们的人把那些恼人的苍蝇给拦住以后，以这些人的行动力绝对没有办法在短时间内做出策应。”
旁边有人恭维了两句：“还是您提前想的比较多，而且一直隐忍到现在也没有动手。”
闻言，金发的男人似乎有些得意：“当然，谁都知道委员会里的人都是一群疯狗。一旦露出破绽，那些家伙一定会倾巢出动。所以必须等到计划完全履行之后才能够切实行动，不然的话迟早会功亏一篑。”
“现在‘风’和‘血’都有了，这两个条件的连锁速度很快，在委员会有所察觉、攻破结界之前，他们都没有办法插手烟霞山内部的状况。可以说，这次演习的覆灭已经成为定局了！”
“眼下整个控制室内的一切都归我所有，如果我想，我随时都能够释放假命令。在此之前，我还需要找一找我那位亲爱的老师，西欧的学术泰斗——奥利佛·维尔斯老先生。”
面对金发男的话语，尽管祁光并不想承认、但是他不得不说，金发男的话是对的。
虽然看起来他们到现在都还游刃有余，但是其实如果没有提前的情报、以及相对应的策应手段，恐怕眼下对策局得等到“穿刺公”血爆之后，才能够意识到到底发生了什么。
到那个时候再如何反应，也已经迟了。
这纯粹是因为信息不对等带来的差距，对方甚至能够牵动西欧高层把“穿刺公”神不知鬼不觉地运进来，而自己这边因为委员会的关系发，反倒是全程被蒙在鼓里。
如果没有对应的情报，现在估计演习还真得陷入一片混乱。
这么想着，祁光远远看了一眼夕阳、朦胧的月亮，以及远处爆燃的鲜血。
“准备行动，”他从旁边的口袋里掏出一个对讲机，对着里面说道，“拦截‘穿刺公’，不要让它释放出更多的‘血爆’。”
说完以后，他朝着旁边的吴筱雅扭头看了一眼。
从口袋里面摸出两根晶莹剔透的试管，祁光随手扔给吴筱雅：“小心一点，‘穿刺公’的等级很高，哪怕是‘夜隐’也不一定说稳压它。”
吴筱雅手忙脚乱地接住试管，然后哆哆嗦嗦地把这玩意儿往自己的喉咙里捅了一下。
她已经捅过太多次了，甚至不需要别人帮忙，就能够自己动手、丰衣足食。
伴随着液体缓缓流进她的脖颈里，吴筱雅的身体也开始不受控制地抽搐起来。
此时此刻的她看起来就像是一个奇怪的木偶，旁边是看不见的丝线、把她的四肢给拧动成一团诡异的弯曲。
大概三秒钟之后。
她缓缓睁开眼睛。
当眼睑垂落的时候，宛如流光一般的紫色氤氲在她的眼底，仿佛瑰丽的紫宝石一般闪烁着奇异的光芒。
“夜隐”的鲜血，再一次流淌在人类的身体之中。
拨弄了一下自己的头发，吴筱雅皱了皱眉，直接将自己身下麻烦的裙摆给撕开到一边、团成一结，露出矫健而充满线条感的双腿。
夕阳的风略微有些凉，然而吴筱雅却什么感觉都没有、只是亭亭站在祁光的边上。
她一只手按在祁光的轮椅后面，远眺着那正在氤氲血爆的男孩，淡淡地说道：“真恶心。”
“就像是少女的鲜血之中混合着卑猥男人的精血一般，仅仅是闻着就让人感觉到由衷地反胃和不适。”
“‘穿刺公’的逆臣也弃守了鲜血的荣光，将自己的羽翼隐匿在泥泞之中，任由不洁的屈枉包裹住辉煌的荣光，堕下猩红、染黑血脉。”
手指摩挲着脖颈，吴筱雅嘴唇咧开，在嘴角的鲜红之下、异化的锋锐尖牙就这么暴露在空气之中：“舔舐着漆黑污浊的沙土，却还自以为品味着圣洁的处女之血……”
“一群卑微到泥土里的家伙。”吴筱雅总结道。
祁光不用看也知道，眼下这个女孩绝对是打满了一支“夜隐”的药剂。
正常情况下燃魂药剂是有可能改变你部分的性格，但是不会改动得特别大。
像是吴筱雅这样，从一个傻乎乎的女孩子变成一个满嘴不明所以言论的情况，大概是因为“穿刺公”和“夜隐”的信息素之间发生了某种奇妙的……共鸣？ 只不过这种“共鸣”似乎是单向的。
至少现在来看，仅仅是吴筱雅感觉到了穿刺公的状况，而穿刺公则并没有什么反应。
事实上在祁光的眼神之中，那个山巅的男孩还在不亦乐乎地释放着烟花呢。
或许是因为“夜隐”本身的位格低于“穿刺公”，但是对面的那个男孩也并不是“穿刺公”本人，而是血脉劣化之后的产物。在这样的状况之下，相对更加高等一些的“夜隐”信息素就激活了吴筱雅本人的情感，让她呈现出了和她以前有些……不太一样的状况。
简而言之就是“夜隐”看对面那个看起来很壮、但是实际上虚的很的家伙，觉得自己又行了、然后催促着吴筱雅去把对面那个空有名号、实则一毛不值的男人出拳干爆！
反正祁光是这么理解的。
这种情况还挺珍贵，让研究院的那些家伙看到了估计会如获至宝。毕竟燃魂药剂目前的研究还挺稀缺，任何特殊情况在那些科研工作者看来，都是有价值的。
等回去之后就把这件事上报了。
这么想着，祁光敲了敲旁边的轮椅把手。
“去吧，”他说道，“带着‘穿刺公’，去对应的地点。”
“让某些家伙好好尝一尝它的‘血爆’！”
听到了祁光的话语之后，吴筱雅什么话也没有说。
她只是平静地看了一眼祁光，然后轻轻挑了一下头发，漆黑的发丝在夕阳的映照下闪烁着莹润的光泽。
然后，她就拨开旁边的树枝、快步朝着“穿刺公”所在的山头而去。
宛如一把缓缓出鞘的长刀，在夜色之中干净利落地划出一道弧线，向着另一柄精锻钢铸的名刀平滑而前，酝酿着即将交撞在一起的金戈铁鸣！
撇了撇嘴，祁光继续下达着命令：“喂，荀墨？”
“半小时之后，射击烟霞山的结界。不求你把这玩意儿给射穿了，起码伱得给我弄出点声响来，越大越好！”
“然后，你立刻前往我在烟霞山附近驻扎的驻地，排查一切举止特殊的人。不用怀疑，这些人绝大部分都是九首神教和西欧那边的叛徒。”
抓着通讯器，祁光掷地有声地说道：“我要你把这些家伙全部抓起来，彻底审问之后、逐一定罪！我要让九首神教因为他们这次的莽撞行动而付出代价，让他们元气大伤、永世不得翻身！”
说着，祁光挂断了通讯器。
他很清楚，烟霞山内部仅仅只是一部分需要清理的。
在外部，同样存在着许多蟑螂和蚂蚁！ 他们存在于此的目的就是为了在演习出现问题以后第一时间登场，拦截住后续想要进入的委员会和对策局，甚至于想要借着这个机会昭告天下，告诉他们“时代变了”，属于他们的时代到来了！
总之，外面的状况不会比烟霞山内部要轻松多少。
因此祁光才调来了荀墨。
那个家伙虽然人是懒了一点，但是在关键的问题上绝对不会含糊。而且他也不像是王伟正一样蠢……一样耿直，祁光相信遇到类似的状况，荀墨会知道怎么做才是最好的。
对于那些烟霞山之外的危险分子来说，荀墨或许是一个比王伟正还要麻烦的家伙。
怀着这样的想法，祁光继续观看着手机内的实时转播。
此时此刻那个金色头发的男人已经站在了最前面，愉快地看着某个老人。
“啊，我亲爱的老师，西欧伟大的学者——奥利佛·维尔斯，据说是西欧知道最多秘密的人！”
金发男人笑眯眯地看着奥利佛老爷子：“您会想到吗？我，您最不认可的弟子有朝一日竟然会踩在您的头顶，将您那本就不剩几根的头发拨弄着，像是在拨弄野草？”
说着，他一脚踩在静坐的奥利佛老爷子身上、同时伸出手，揪下老爷子那所剩无几的一根毛发。
面对金发男的挑衅，奥利佛什么话都没有说，只是摇摇头：“我一直没有改变我的看法。”
"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 possibly understand, 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."