"The big cargo's information cannot be leaked. Go and catch the perceived intruder!"

Evil words echoed in the narrow tunnel, water splashed with the noisy sound, and several heavily armed black figures spread out with the monsters behind them, searching the nearby corners in a carpet-like search.

They are ticks lurking in the dark side of society. They have no fixed abode and can only survive by clinging to the same despicable groups. Whenever the organization needs manpower, they will gather together and receive a dozen tickets, enough to allow them to squander for several months.

Lin Dobutier disappeared in front of everyone and came to this dark underground to complete the task they needed to accomplish.

Guarding "treasures", things made of fresh flesh and blood are the most tempting. They can not only vent their desires, but also prolong life. They are the existence that countless people who hide sins flock to.

The ability required to carry out illegal activities cannot be accomplished by just finding a gangster. It requires the kind of ruthless people who dare to lick blood on the tip of a knife and take chestnuts from the fire. They are often ruthless, cruel, and greedy.

However, there are always exceptions to everything, even in an industry that wanders between life and death.

Wherever there are people, there are connections, and those with connections will naturally use them to consolidate and expand their own interests.

Tuke is one of them. His uncle Jager is a small cadre of this human trafficking organization. He is vicious and vicious, but he pays special attention to family relationships. After learning that his brother was about to die, he took over his nephew without hesitation.

Go to your side and try to cultivate him into his right-hand man.

It's just that he had grown up in a comfortable and stable life, and he had never seen such a horrific scene. Human feeding, skinning of bones alive, and poisoning of flesh and blood. Horrifying actions were just commonplace here.

Naturally, he was so distraught that he thought about running away, reporting the case to the local law enforcement bureau, rescuing all the innocent people, and punishing the guilty ones.

Then Tuco was caught trying to escape. In front of his uncle, he made a fully armed meat puppet, controlled by a thing called Lucis Gu, and specially cooperated with the ticks hired with a lot of money to "clean up"

health".

If he had been like those of his kind whose consciousness had decayed and only maintained their beastly instincts, he wouldn't have been in such pain. The crazy Jager actually asked to retain his nephew's consciousness and use it as a zombie more advanced than a meat puppet.

Therefore, in just a few days of torture, he became a human and a ghost, and was forced to accept the reality.

In the morning, as soon as Tu Ke escaped from the endless nightmare, he met with his superiors, Tick, who was responsible for leading him. They had just walked halfway through the patrol mission when the alarm connecting their souls began to roar, and their whole bodies could not help but tremble.

Unable to bear it, he swung the chain saw tightly around his arm wildly, slashing the flesh puppets that were also trembling.

Therefore, in order to show punishment, Jager asked him and Tick, who was responsible for managing him, to arrange a search in the most dangerous caves, using dangerous ghosts to silence those cadres who wanted to crush his nephew.

It was very unlucky that his ghost, which could be annihilated at will, was not encountered, and the intruder who tried to spy on the organization found the trace.

How can a character who can easily escape from numerous roundups be able to fight against a zombie whose whole body is cumbersome and useless?

Tuke didn't want to think about it. With his appearance, anyone would think of him as a terrifying monster. Everyone who encountered him would be fearful or disgusted, and there would be no chance of asking for help.

I just hope that I can really be killed. After all, since he was transformed, his life is no longer limited by the physical body. If the poison in his body is not destroyed, his consciousness will not die. It only takes a few days to recover from all the bruises.

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The battle with the giant rodent mole the day before yesterday was like this. Three meat puppets were torn apart, two were disabled, and he lost half of his body. As a result, when he woke up again today, he found that the missing parts had been sewn up, and the color difference on the skin was too large.

Covered with bloody scabs, it was shocking.

"Tuke! Did you find anything?"

The dry and sinister voice reached the still mind of Tuke through his consciousness. It was the ability of the mother vood, the superior voodoo of the child voodoo. The reason why these ticks cursed by the original voodoo could suppress those who were stronger than them.

Many monsters do not rely on courage, but simply rely on loyalty to the organization.

"Speak! You are a zombie and not a meat puppet. Why are you pretending to be mute for me?"

Seeing that he could not get an answer to his question, the tall and thin man got angry and walked out of the shadows. He raised his palm slightly, and Tu Ke's consciousness began to tremble. The high-frequency recall images and tactile feedback soon overloaded his spirit.

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The body that lost control suddenly fell down, the filth flowed around him, spreading along all the opened channels, and the long-lost biting cold penetrated into his brain through his flesh and blood.

The Gu insects derived from bloodline suppression are so overbearing, leaving no room for resistance.

After a while, the tall and thin man who had inspected an area with the meat puppet returned to the place where Tuke collapsed, kicked his still unconscious head, and pulled out the dagger from his waist with an impatient look on his face.

He carefully cut his fingertips and let the coquettishly colored blood drip into his mouth.

"ah!"

His dilated pupils shrank rapidly, and even though he didn't need to breathe, Tuke recovered the fragments of his former human form. His brain that imagined the coldness and airflow sketched out the beauty that he could not reproduce.

"Don't pretend to be dead here. My patience has its limit. There are still two places left for me to smell clean. Don't let me find any gaps in the sensor."

The tall and lanky man felt sorry for the blood he wasted on the zombies. He already hated Jager and was even more merciless. He stepped on the forehead of Tuke who had just sat up and pushed him into the water again.

"I'll get to work right away!"

The anger was annihilated under the pressure, and a humble and calm smile became Tu Ke's first reaction. He didn't care about his sadness and just wanted to escape from this guy's sight as soon as possible so that he could relive his sad mood for a while.

Because the power of the Gu insect is getting stronger and stronger, he may even lose his emotions in the days to come.

"Um."

The iron plate-nailed soles easily crushed the inactivated skin. Looking at the fragments on the pale skull, the tall and thin man suddenly lost interest. He replied coldly and turned around to leave.

Watching the guy walk away from the puddle, Tuke did not dare to hesitate and quickly got up from the ground, shaking off the water-stained mud from his body.

Moving towards the Lucis Gu Network that had not been refreshed in his mind, he had to seize the time to contact the sub-gu placed in every corner and collect their perception of the fluctuations of abnormal energy.

The reservoir near the intersection was easy to walk, and the information was collected in a short time. However, Tuco had a problem with how to safely get out of the "Dark Jungle" alone.

He has only been to this place once. Although Zi Gu can sense it when approaching, the weird and changeable roads are not worthy of being the dangers of the underground world. Alien beasts and elemental plants are. They are adapted to the dark environment with scarce resources and are full of dangers.

Aggression.

On the one hand, it is possible to fall apart at any time, and on the other hand, it is inevitable to fall apart.

Tuke made a decision, he still had to go in. His complete consciousness could be maintained day by day. If it was really damaged, he would completely lose himself.

He started the chain saw that was deeply embedded in his flesh and blood, and the special weapon powered by the elemental stone began to show its unique charm. A green light bloomed, and the hollow part of the combination of bones and gems compressed the air flowing in and out, creating a space for the high-speed rotating

The chain provides an endless supply of pure wind elements.

The roar caused by metal friction resounded in this not-so-wide passage, and the harshness that originally frightened him has now become a source of peace of mind.

Raising his hands high, he used the light generated by the weapons in his hands to see the road clearly under his feet. It was reflected into green moss covering the rock walls. There was no life in the darkness that could be seen at a glance. The only sound was the sound of wind ringing in his ears.

Have the courage to let Tuke keep going.

"Gone."

"Gone."

"Gone."

The sensing tentacles of three consecutive Gu insects were pulled out, leaving only the core to maintain life and positioning, and endlessly repeated feedback that could not get a response.

It seemed that the target needed by the organization was indeed here. The first thing that Tu Ke thought of was not to turn around and report the situation to the tall and thin man, but to squat down slowly and endure the double torture of mental and physical.

He took out a sub-gu that was slightly different from the one on the ground from his chest, and carefully lowered his body and crawled down, letting the one parasitizing on his body touch the incomplete one.

Tu Ke, who knew that he could not escape from hell on his own, relied on this. He wanted to get the information that Zi Gu saw before the organization was gone. Maybe he could get some escape ideas from the intruder to save himself.

A hope that falls into the abyss and cannot extricate itself.

The picture is blurry, and it is extremely difficult to distinguish things in a black and white world without sound and color. The perverted uncle who taught him the method will not tell him the rules. He can only find what he needs before the Gu insect loses its vitality.

things, otherwise your life and time will be wasted here.

Fortunately, today's luck was particularly gratifying. After a few seconds of searching quickly, he discovered something unusual. A gray-black figure appeared in the Gu worm's sight. He couldn't see the specific appearance and body characteristics. He could only see the shrouded figure.

In the darkness, he stretched out his palm, and several vine-like things emerged from his slender fingers, which penetrated into the Gu worms' bodies from all directions at the same time, destroying their ability to sense.

If the intruder is still alive, and even knows that these Lucis Gu lurking in the corner are dangerous, and knows how to resolve the crisis, it means that he must be a wizard, or someone who knows the relevant information, then his probability of survival is greatly increased.

Yes, after all, he is a professional and must be able to recognize that the current situation he is in is involuntary.

As long as, as long as he speaks! The intruder will notice that something is wrong, and he will be able to leave here alive.

"Northwest!"

This was the last thing Gu saw. Tuke, who had no doubt that he was there, immediately stood up and walked towards the location where the intruder last disappeared.

The crack in the chest has been filled with clumsy hands, and the stiff body moves forward slowly in the dark tunnel. I don't know whether it is the instability of the center of gravity caused by the incomplete body, or something that should not exist in the increasingly cold cave.

Tu Ke's consciousness became increasingly cloudy, and the road he walked passed fleetingly. Any memory of the sense of direction was forgotten at the moment of turning the corner. He did not react until the supplementary fluid in his body was completely drained and his body surface was completely cold.

, he may have fallen into the maze designed by the intruder.

When his life was relatively stable, his friend Lake told him about the wizards in Bouye. They were good at this kind of enchanting illusion. There were only two ways to get out, one was good luck, and the other was brute force.

As a miserable person with neither, he was surprised and delighted, longing for the wizard lurking somewhere to see the difference between himself and the flesh golem.

"Am I lost? Why is it still dark after walking for so long!"

Tuk shouted loudly, trying to make his voice spread on the stone wall as much as possible to alert the wizard that he was approaching him.

This was indeed the case. A pair of eyes hidden deep in the cave emerged, quietly watching the zombies doing weird actions on the spot. Unable to see the reason, he did not want to alert the snake.

"Ah! I really can't find the way now, how should I leave!"

Tu Ke yelled again in a pretentious manner, but before he could get a reply, Tu Ke had to give up and sit on the ground to mend the wounds on his body that had been open for a long time.

His back door was open, his back was turned to the direction where his eyes appeared, and he had no defense. All it took was a clever sneak to cut off his neck.

"Ahem, what are you doing here?"

A dry voice that did not belong to Tuke sounded. He lacked body fluids to maintain his senses and could not hear the change in the tone. He thought that his method was effective, so he got up from the ground and looked at the source of the sound excitedly.

No figure could be seen in the dim black screen, only a pair of fluorescent eyes floating there, cold and vicious.
To be continued...