"I won't be able to catch up with dinner in a while."
The familiar teammates ahead had already turned around and said hello.
But, at this time.
The last mercenary had returned to normal, shaking his head with a dazed look on his face.
Apparently he couldn't remember why he ended up last.
"coming!"
…
I don't know how many kilometers away.
On a desolate island off course.
An ancient castle stands on the top of a mountain, looming among the gloomy clouds.
Mandeleine's white and tender feet stepped on the cold ground, and the goblet she held was swaying with red liquid. She was leaning against the window at the moment, with a gloomy look on her pale and bloodless face, looking at Lin Hai outside.
It was extremely dark inside the castle.
"Hiccup~"
She raised her white neck, drank it in one breath, burped lightly, and threw the goblet out...~
I do not know how long it has been.
Then there was a faint sound of glass breaking.
After drinking a drink, Mandelin's complexion looked much better, but her expression was still gloomy, as if she was looking at figures tens of thousands of kilometers away through the endless gloomy sky...
"Not only did he betray, he also cut off the blood slave mark."
"This guy is really well prepared..."
Her scarlet tongue gently licked her white lips, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
However, in Mandelein's eyes, there is always a bottomless coldness...
"It seems that I have to go there myself..."
"Just take a look."
"Who is this reckless guy who dares to steal my things?"
The slightly childish voice was like a cold wind in the castle.
Soon, it was completely devoured.
…
m continent.
On a desert island.
If you look at it from a high altitude, this is a deserted island that is perfect for hunting.
But in fact.
underground.
This is the true face of this deserted island.
An extremely huge base.
Shockingly below.
The base staff walking back and forth were interspersed with many people who looked casual but exuded strong momentum. These were the truly well-trained warriors under Seraph.
But, this is only the first layer.
Go down each level.
The number of people will become smaller and smaller.
Correspondingly, the level of confidentiality will become higher and higher...
And, tens of meters underground.
The last layer.
At the end of a long corridor, the hatch opened automatically, exuding endless cold mist.
Several researchers wearing white uniforms walked out, looking indifferent.
"No……!!"
A voice filled with endless despair sounded, but as the door closed again, it had completely disappeared.
Inside the cabin door.
Several busy staff were circling around an operating table, and on the operating table next to it, there was a man lying unconscious, with a hole in his abdominal cavity, and he was losing a lot of blood...
However, no one even glanced at him.
On the operating table.
Seraph is undergoing surgery.
In order not to paralyze the nerves, no anesthetic was even used.
But, at this moment.
She still looked calm, as if the body cut open by the knife was not her own...
Soon, we entered the sewing stage.
"very successful."
"The abnormal cells are already functioning normally and there is no rejection reaction..."
"Been swallowed, part of it was swallowed!"
"Success!"
There were cheers!
But, at this moment.
Seraph slowly opened his eyes, and the sutures of the wound on his shoulder had suddenly stopped bleeding and entered a state of slow healing.
When she sat up, the wound was already smooth.
This healing speed is simply... shocking!
However, these researchers seemed not to be surprised, and did not show any surprise at all.
"Very successful, boss."
A gray-haired researcher, with an excited look on his face, said, "Your devouring power is definitely the most powerful and limitless power in the world...!!"
Any person with superpowers can only use this magical ability through the mutation of a certain part of the body.
And, the superpowers possessed by Seraph...
Just devour!
Generally speaking, any mutated supernatural organ will quickly lose its effect after leaving the main body.
Even if it is preserved through special means and transplanted into a person without superpowers.
It will also have a huge rejection effect...!!
These have been conducted in countless experiments decades ago.
There are many high-ranking people who are frantically trying to plunder the abilities of superpowers and transplant them into their own bodies.
In those years, people with supernatural powers almost met the end of witch hunts, which was extremely miserable.
But, a few years later.
The first successful operation resulted in... extremely terrible sequelae.
After the man, who was only in his forties, replaced a toe, the cells in his body had a violent conflict.
In the end, not only the toe that was replaced became necrotic, but also all the way up.
If the amputation surgery had not been carried out in time, I am afraid that the whole person would have become necrotic in the end.
And, since then.
Only then did they truly understand that it was absolutely impossible for them to be contaminated by this kind of power.
As a result, the Special Investigation Bureau came into being.
The laboratory was filled with ice and fog.
Seraph narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the power surging within his body. He glanced at the unconscious man next to him and said coldly, "According to the original plan, after cloning him, he will be sent back to the Special Investigation Bureau."
"Remember, don't make any mistakes."
"We almost had an accident last time!"
Her beautiful eyes were slightly cold, and she couldn't control her anger when she mentioned the so-called accident.
"yes!"
Several researchers nodded heavily and watched Seraph leave.
But, I just got back to the office.
There was a phone ringing, suddenly.
An old voice sounded from inside, "Seraph, it seems you haven't given me an explanation yet."
Hear the words.
Seraph frowned slightly, but did not answer immediately. Instead, he waved to the secretary.
"Pour me a cup of tea."
As a person from the hot summer, she has always had a soft spot for things like tea.
And, about this.
The little secretary was already used to it, so she immediately responded, turned around and walked outside.
Soon, a cup of tea was brought.
During this period.
Seraph was lazily leaning on the chair, with the back of the chair leaning back, and his perfectly curved feet resting on the table. Not only were they white and tender, but the touch of pink nail polish added a bit of charm.
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
On the phone, that old voice was filled with anger!
"Seraph!"
"What on earth do you want!?"
"It's been so long and I haven't produced any results yet. Where is what I want!!"
But, at this moment.
Faced with a storm of angry rebuke.
Seraph remained unhurried, looked calm and composed, and chuckled, "Don't worry."
"There will be a surprise waiting for you soon..."
