The boy lowered his eyes indifferently, glanced at his trouser cuffs but ignored them, and instead turned to look at the foreign man.
His voice carried a questioning tone: "Sir?"
The boy's voice was like a clear spring, with a somewhat androgynous tone.
The chainsaw-wielding man, who was addressed as "sir," did not respond.
He glanced at it for a few moments, then suddenly asked, "Are you a... uh... boy?"
The boy's lips twitched: "Male."
The chainsaw-wielding man looked you up and down, his eyes filled with disdain: "You're too... like a greyhound, like a mother!"
The person behind him helplessly reminded him:
“That’s called ‘thin,’ that’s an insult. And that’s called ‘woman,’ Igor.”
The boy's eyes flickered slightly.
Igor?
In Slavic languages, this name means "warrior."
In the boy's mind, a familiar young man's voice echoed; it was 422.
The identity of this boy is self-evident; he is Hua Changle, who infiltrated the island of Wei-03.
Using the secret artifact "Formless," she altered part of her appearance, disguising herself as a man.
The waistline, bone structure, Adam's apple, chest, etc., have all been transformed into a male form. Although... the most crucial parts cannot grow out of thin air, it is enough.
The current situation is that Hua Changle used the connections of someone he had previously captured to infiltrate the group of people gathered to enter the Wei-03 Island Laboratory.
"Is there any other information available?"
422: [After three actions in the region, the God-Making Faction upgraded the system. It won't be easy for me to infiltrate it; I can only obtain limited information.]
Igor, a member of the "Azure" laboratory on the island of Wei-03, is from the Beisha Islands.
[The superpower is likely related to bodily functions, but the specifics are unclear.]
When the girl realized she was being ignored, she tugged hard at Hua Changle's trouser leg:
"Are you deaf?! Don't you know how to help me up? I'll have the adults kill you, you believe me?"
Before Hua Changle could get angry, Igor flew into a rage, stepping forward and kicking the man two meters away.
"Noisy bugs!"
The girl was physically weak; after being kicked out, she vomited blood and screamed with red eyes:
"You have no right to touch me! The White King will not let you get away with this! You..."
"Am I qualified?"
A voice came from the sky.
Suddenly, a light blue streak of light rapidly drew closer—it turned out to be a piece of ice as thin as a cicada's wing.
On the ice, a person stood lazily.
He looked to be in his early twenties, with a black buzz cut, blue eyes, deep-set eyes, and an exotic look.
A knife-shaped earring hung from her right ear, complementing the blue dagger necklace around her neck.
His dark blue embroidered shirt, black trousers, and black combat boots made him look incredibly sharp.
Unfortunately, he only buttoned the last two buttons of his shirt, exposing a large expanse of his scarred, snow-white chest, which added a touch of sleazy flair to his overall demeanor.
But there's no denying that this person's aura was extraordinary.
422 quickly replied: [Found it.]
[Kazimir, one of the "deification" figures.]
The name means "the destroyer of peace."
[Of mixed Northern and Central African descent, her superpower is ice-based mimicry.]
Based on the available videos of him in action, his ability level should be at least level eight.
"At what level are the Black King and White King in the god-making faction?"
[I'm not sure. I haven't figured out the high-level structure yet, but the two kings already hold very high positions. It's just that there are higher-ups above them, but I can't find out who they are.]
Hua Changle secretly made a note of it.
Upon seeing him, Igor immediately put down his chainsaw, bowed his head respectfully, and stated his name.
— Kazmir.
Kazmir stepped down from the sky.
With each step he took, a palm-sized piece of ice would appear beneath his feet, making him appear as if he were walking in the air.
Hua Changle sighed inwardly: The power of a Dou Zong expert is terrifying!
At this moment, bgra is full.
Kazmir walked up to the girl, and just as Hua Changle was about to bump into him, she stepped aside.
Kazmir glanced at him indifferently, then fixed his gaze on the girl.
His Middle-earth language was very standard: "Which White King are you working for?"
Hua Changle's ears twitched as he pondered silently.
The White King of the East... Could it be that, according to the direction, there are four Black Kings and four White Kings?
The girl's eyes lit up, and she crawled forward two steps, excitedly saying:
“I am a servant of Lord Cederes, the White King of the East. I have been chosen; he says I am chosen by the gods…”
Kazmir smiled slightly, and asked with interest, "What is your ability?"
The girl's dirty face radiated pride: "My ability is [Divine Medicine], which allows me to fuse various potions with different properties!"
"A decent ability."
Kazmir finished speaking with a smile, then his smile vanished abruptly: "But I don't find it interesting."
"What... Ah!"
The girl's neck froze at an eerie angle; a shard of ice embedded itself in her neck, severing her artery, and blood spurted far away.
Hua Changle instinctively dodged, and his shoulder bumped into Kazmir's arm.
She looked up blankly and met a pair of blue eyes that were like a stagnant pool.
"Sir, I'm sorry."
She tried to lower her head, but her chin was gripped by a large hand and forced up.
Kazmir asked the same question again: "What are your abilities?"
Hua Changle's face stiffened slightly.
She knew that if her answer didn't interest him, the people on Earth would serve as a cautionary tale.
A shard of ice, as thin as a cicada's wing, was already floating beside her.
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