Zhuang Wuming glanced at the battle below and shook his head, "This kind of attack will probably have no effect on these weird and inferior soul-transforming products."
Zhuang Wuming looked thoughtful, his eyes filled with an inexplicable look.
With a huge roar, the plane landed towards a military camp on the ground.
The powerful landing system quickly made preparations and descended slowly.
It only takes a few tens of seconds to go from super high speed to slow down. This kind of technological capability is very terrifying and far exceeds the technology on earth.
Turning over and jumping off the plane, Zhuang Wuming's eyes flashed with excitement. Next, it was time for him to harvest extra-dimensional energy.
When he landed, a team of ten people quickly came to both sides of him to protect him.
A man who seemed to be the captain quickly came to Zhuang Wuming.
With a crisp sound, the officer stood tall and gave Zhuang Wuming a standard military salute.
"Lieutenant General Tan, I am your bodyguard, fifth-level warrior Zhao Qiankun."
"I have received news from the military headquarters. From now on, you are the supreme commander of the Seventh Group Army northeast of Baicheng."
"Please follow me to the headquarters. All the generals of the Northeast Army are waiting for your arrival."
Zhuang Wuming nodded when he heard this, "Okay, you lead the way."
The group of people quickly walked out of the temporary airport and got into an extended version of a military bulletproof vehicle.
Ten minutes later, they arrived at a camp.
The camp made of highly reinforced assembly materials is neat and well-managed.
The light shines on the entire camp, and anyone who wants to enter silently will be discovered.
Under the leadership of Zhao Qiankun, Zhuang Wuming quickly arrived at the military camp headquarters.
After entering the headquarters, they went directly to a conference room.
The place is already full of people.
Seeing Zhuang Wuming come in, they all stood up and gave him a standard military salute.
"Hello, General."
"Hello, General."
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A continuous voice sounded, and Zhuang Wuming nodded slightly.
"Thank you for your hard work, comrades."
Playing his role, Zhuang Wuming had a faint smile on his face.
Under the leadership of Zhao Qiankun, Zhuang Wuming sat directly at the top of the conference room.
As Zhuang Wuming sat down, he looked at the other generals who were still standing, waved and said, "Everyone, please sit down."
They sat down in unison, well-trained, even for a general.
You can see the power and terror of this army just by looking at these details.
Zhuang Wuming smiled slightly and said, "Everyone, I'm new here and I don't know much about the situation here."
"What is the current situation? I hope you can explain it to me in detail."
At this time, an officer who seemed to have the rank of colonel came out and "reported to the general."
"I am Colonel Qian Tong, the head of the intelligence department. Now I will report to you the current situation in detail."
After finishing speaking, he strode out of the queue and came to the center of the conference room, where there was an open space of more than ten square meters.
Just listen to his voice, "Intelligent system, project the picture of Baicheng."
"Receive the order and start verification. Qian Tong, the director of Baicheng Seventh Army, applies, authorization begins, and projection begins."
The next moment, a projection appeared above Qian Feng's head.
The projection of a city is perfect, even all the colors are real and unnecessary.
Zhuang Wuming's eyes lit up when he saw this scene, "The technology is very powerful."
Qian Tong stood in front of Zhuang Wuming, turned around to face the projection, stretched out his hand, and began to gesture towards the projection.
The projection stretched rapidly and began to undergo various changes.
The city grew bigger with the god Ra, and a street appeared, with a pedestrian walking on the street.
At this moment, one of the pedestrians suddenly trembled and fell to the ground. Many people gathered around him to see what was going on.
Qian Tong said in a deep voice, "This is the first column of lost souls to appear in Baicheng."
"The Lost Soul is the name given by the Federal Central Martial Arts School."
"As soon as these lost souls appear, they will attack all living creatures nearby."
"They seem to have the ability to deprive all life of its origin."
"Anyone killed by the power of these lost souls will have their life source disappear out of thin air."
In the virtual screen, the person who fell to the ground had an illusory figure emerging from his body.
His eyes were dark, his body was filled with black smoke, and his snow-white body was clearly the face of the man who fell to the ground.
"This is the form of the Lost Soul. He has completed the infection."
"There are two transformations for a lost soul. One is to transform the body into a lost soul."
"One is to deprive a creature of its consciousness and turn it into a soulless person, which is very strange."
"Once they become lost souls, physical attacks have little effect. Their illusory bodies seem to be immune to physical touch."
"Only by relying on huge energy shocks and ray attacks can they be damaged."
"Now it's going to attack."
In the picture, black smoke rises from the body of the lost soul, turns into a piece, wraps it up and rushes towards the surrounding crowd.
The person who is hit by him will fall to the ground in an instant, and his body will be pale, as if his life has been sucked away.
Zhuang Wuming saw clearly, and for the first time he noticed the process of these soulless people depriving their lives.
"A strange existence, full of unknowns and uncertainties."
Qian Tong's voice continued, "These killed lives will not become lost souls."
"The next thing is the scene where our warriors appear and kill the lost souls."
In the picture, a man full of energy and blood appeared from a distance.
The speed was astonishing. He held a thin sword in his hand, and with a flash of sword light, countless energy and blood turned into sword energy, directly drowning the lost soul.
The next moment, the lost soul was chopped into countless pieces.
But this is not the end.
"The Lost Soul was killed, but everything is not over. Its power was transmitted to the warrior closest to him through some unknown method."
The next moment, the warrior began to emit black smoke, but he didn't notice it at all.
His body began to become transparent, and people around him looked at him in horror.
Ten seconds later, he went crazy, took his sword, and slashed at the people around him crazily.
At this time, a more powerful being appeared, a blast of energy and blood came from a distance, and burned him to ashes with one blow.
But the person closest to him was infected again, and it seemed that there was no point in killing the lost soul.
The source of power in them can constantly change their bodies.
Simply killing the lost soul is meaningless.
At this time, a big hand with condensed energy and blood descended and struck directly on the new lost soul.
Countless energy and blood quickly entered its body, sealing it completely.
A figure flashed, grabbed it, and disappeared on the street.
"This is the thirteenth lost soul captured in the entire federation."