On board the Isabella.

Mixia held a glass of red wine and stood in front of the porthole, looking at the scenery in the distance and seemed to be thinking about something.

The wine is still red, the crystal glass is still crystal clear, but everything has changed.

It can be seen that the Isabella was in ruins at this time. Even in the core area such as the captain's room, the portholes had many spider-web-like cracks. Not only that, the alloy steel door next to it had deep ridges, which looked like a powerful warrior on the other side wielding a heavy blunt weapon and smashing it hard. It can be seen how dangerous the situation was and how crazy the people in the violent search team were.

Not only that, the Isabella was not flying in the sky, or to be more precise, it had lost the ability to move and stopped in a forest. A long drilling rod protruded from the center of its abdomen, like a sharp cone, reaching seven or eight kilometers deep underground. It continuously sucked out energy from below and replenished it into its own energy storage. The energy could be used to repair the hull as well as to synthesize small crystals.

At the same time, large clumps of pollutants that looked like black oil were discharged from the sewage outlets and spread rapidly along the streams. Plants and insects that came into direct contact with these things either died or showed obvious mutations.

From Misha's perspective, she could even see that around the bridge seventy or eighty meters below, there was a towering scaffolding built with simple wood and stone. A large number of slaves were clinging to it to carry out repairs. The dazzling welding sparks dragged for a long time, and the supervisors next to them were shouting and cursing loudly. If they were not satisfied, they would pull out long whips with shining electric light and hit them hard. From time to time, slaves were whipped away with screams, and fell off the platform and convulsed to death.

Everything was as precise and ruthless as a machine, healing the damage left by the war bit by bit.

These scars left by the war, combined with the gorgeous decoration of Misha's residence, give people the illusion of war and cruel destruction.

At this time, the intercom next to Mixia suddenly rang, and the voice was the clone of Norton:

"Dear Master, I must remind you of one thing. Iron Fang is now heading towards the cell, and he did not report this matter in advance. Based on the series of information I have read before, he should have some special relationship with someone in the cell. In order to avoid risks, I suggest stopping this meeting."

Mixia shook her head and said calmly:

"You don't have to be so rigid. He is the one who caught the criminal, so we should give him enough trust."

The clone Norton said:

"Yes, Master, your will will be implemented! By the way, because we were the first to know about the death of Master Aleut, we are now in the upper hand in the fight for Master Aleut's inheritance. Basically, we have already obtained 20% of the industry."

"In addition, we have also figured out the purpose of Nirbas' search for the mutated Terra Stone. He is not trying to control his demonic transformation, but after so many years, he has developed a demon in his heart and is crazy about thinking that he has let down his sister, Galanthis. His goal is to use the power of the apostles to revive his sister."

"Oh?" Mixia was stunned and said, "This is a really crazy idea!"

The clone Norton said:

"That's what I think."

Mixia thought for a moment and then continued:

"Well, have we calculated our losses this time?"

The clone Norton said:

"The statistics are quite huge. According to preliminary estimates, after this battle, our combat capability will drop by at least 40%, and our resource reserves will drop by 70%. However, due to the death of Lord Aleut in the organization, we have recovered 20% to 30% of the losses."

Mixia said:

"And what's the harvest?"

The clone Norton said:

"In addition to the mutated Terra Stones, we also harvested fifty-eight ordinary Terra Stones and twenty-one real Terra Stones. We also collected gene fragments from seven powerful people. We hope to crack some of the secrets of the Tower of Despair. Overall, it is quite useful to exchange the current losses for huge potential in the future."

"Not only that, the people who went out to sweep the land, such as the Fierce Sun Guard and the Joker, should have gained something. Because the Violent Hunting Group retreated so hastily this time, they must have left behind a lot of useful things. We must admit that they are at least several eras ahead of us in biochemical technology. If it weren't for the existence of the Tower of Despair's time entropy, those old monsters who have lived in the tower for hundreds or thousands of years would not be able to appear directly on the Arad continent. Otherwise, we would not be able to compete with them at all."

"So, taking advantage of this rare opportunity of the Violent Hunting Group's retreat, if we can find something useful and combine it with the technology we have now, the road to domination can be put on the agenda."

Just as Mixia was about to speak, a voice suddenly came from the intercom next to her:

"Sir, I am Dr. Moreau. Iron Fang requests to enter Area 8. I repeat, Iron Fang requests to enter Area 8. Is it allowed?"

Mixia smiled slightly and said:

"Allow it. Although these prisoners are very important, Iron Fang has also made great contributions this time. He should have enough power to do what he wants. As long as he does not try to open Darvaza, then everything will be approved."

"Yes, Master." Dr. Moreau said on the other side, "Then please allow me to continue visiting the new toys that have just arrived, hehe, hahaha!"

Mixia was about to speak, but her brows furrowed invisibly, then she turned around and said as if nothing had happened:

"Sir Norton, the sun is really tiring. I'm going to take a nap. If there's anything important, put it aside until I wake up. If it's something else, you can make the decision."

The clone Norton nodded and said:

"Thank you for your trust. Your wisdom is truly unprecedented in my life. You were able to take advantage of the situation and gain such an amazing and rich harvest. You killed three birds with one stone. While strengthening yourself, you also eliminated the Aleutians who were seemingly on good terms with us. It seems that although the situation is turbulent, it has always been under your control."

Mixia heard what the clone Norton said and smiled complacently:

"All these people and things in the world are actually just chess pieces. Even the apostles are just larger chess pieces. Their fate is determined by the hand that puts them on the chessboard."

Having said this, Mixia covered her mouth, yawned softly, and then said:

"Okay, I'm going to rest now."

The curtains slowly slid down, and the electronic door closed silently. Mixia walked to the bedside, but she didn't even take off her coat and slowly fell on the bed. Her graceful figure was exposed under the tight dress:

"Damn it! The side effects have appeared again. Su Ji has come out to cause trouble too. I must suppress you completely this time! Otherwise, if you come out to cause trouble at a critical moment, it will ruin my big plan!"

"The so-called Queen of Delos is just a boasted-up reputation. She became a hero because of the times. Only I am the one who is destined to control everything!!"

…

Iron Fang stood in the elevator indifferently, exuding an aura that kept strangers away, so even the cyborg guards next to him subconsciously stayed away from him.

The elevator is descending at a constant speed of half a meter per second, and it will go down one floor every eight seconds. A black window will flash before your eyes with a number written next to it. Once anything is wrong or if it receives a related command, this window will immediately spew out a flame of over three thousand degrees, completely turning the enclosed space of the elevator into a sea of ​​fire!

Soon, the speed of the elevator began to slow down, and then the number that flashed in front of Steel Fang was: eight, and this eight was written in black, which gave people a serious and depressing feeling. After the elevator door slowly opened, Steel Fang strode out, and his feet stepped on the floor, making a crisp and sonorous sound of metal collision, which was very crisp.

Greeting Steel Fang at the elevator entrance was an exceptionally strong mechanical Centaur, this guy was called No. 7, and a strange light shone from head to toe, as if the surface was covered with a layer of dissolved silver, with amazing brightness. This was the latest research result invented by Dr. Moreau, called the Corrosion Demon Paint. After applying this paint, not only can the magic damage received be greatly reduced, but also the resistance to physical damage will be increased to a certain extent. The only drawback is that it is expensive.

Each bottle of Demonic Corrosion paint requires two Terra Stones, and it is time-limited and can only last for three days. After three days, the relevant performance will decline, and after a month it will be completely ineffective. If you want to make the Demonic Corrosion paint permanent, you will have to spend at least the cost price of ten bottles.