The Sunnese Empire, the Old Uko Province, the Green Forest "Wales Path" underground.

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"What is your name? I hope you say it again. Nothing for anything else, but just to allow me to remember the poor souls that may be about to be destroyed by my hands. Do you know? [Hunter], especially the hunter blessed by the forest god "Wells", is destined to offer sacrifices to the gods. Sometimes it is one, but today I am lucky, maybe this is the result of my prayer to the goddess of luck."

The mellow sound of a man came into Luo Nai's ears.

"Sacrifice... God?" Luo Ni said in a hoarse voice that was so hoarse that he could hardly say another word.

He forced himself to endure the inexplicable burning sensation in his throat, and opened the painful, slightly red and swollen eyes.

After initially adapting to the blur caused by the light, the environment in front of him became clear as an extremely faint light flashed through his sapphire eyes.

"Sacrifice, god, isn't it Hit and you? I'm curious why the traitor took a car, no, two cars of children to the gathering place of the Lost. It turns out that except for his traitor and you, the half-leader, those children are the Lost." The male's thick voice came into Luo Nai's ears again.

He forcibly resisted the nausea caused by the pain in his body and the foul smell, and looked at the man holding a running chainsaw in front of him.

He looked up and saw that the man's hair was pure black, which fitted with the dim underground room.

Beneath the messy, even disgusting hair was an extremely ugly face.

His facial features are like the pinnacle of abstract artists. Wherever he should grow, corresponding organs grow, such as eyes, nose, ears and mouth, but his eyes are like splicing bodies of a watermelon and a grapefruit. Not only is it big or small, but transparent liquid is still flowing outwards, as if he hasn't noticed it himself.

His nostrils seemed to be cut down along the cross section of his face while fighting with others, leaving only two small holes for venting breaths, and not to mention his ears, half of which was left, were more like a product "deliberately carved" to reflect a certain pathological beauty.

"Child...No!" A stern roar suddenly came from Luo Nai's hoarse voice, like a trapped and injured beast, making the last cry of life.

"How about I introduce myself? I don't think your spirit will last long. I must get your consent to allow you to accept the implantation of MB-1333: The Eye of Substitution. Those children couldn't help but ask, as long as you make the move to torture, they will tell you everything they know. Of course, except for the little blond boy, I smelled the scent of the painful nucleus from him." The man said in a pretend soft voice.

He sorted out his denim outfit. He straightened his yellow wide-edged felt hat, patted the dust stained on his jeans and yellow leather top with his hands, and even raised his right foot to see if his high leather boots were stained with inexplicable dirt.

Immediately afterwards, he approached Luo Nai's mouth with a foul smell and said in a deep voice:

"My name is Atwood, and my profession is a psychic genius of [Hunter]. You should have learned that because of some damn laws, although I can't name them, the Socra City Legion and the Guards will not accept us. However, some tasks in the outer area still need us to achieve."

"Borrow...hunter? Haha." Luo Ni deliberately tilted his head to the side to avoid the smell of dead fish, sewer, human excrement, and the smell of mixed gasoline and gunpowder that appeared in Atwood's mouth.

"That's right. But our exclusive name is the Socra Outer Regional Legion Special Operations Team. Of course, we are not necessarily loyal to this city. Although it is a capital, the royal family of the empire also hopes to seize some benefits outside the city's stronghold. Therefore, we became people who are valued. But I am different from you. I cannot tolerate the unintentional and the lost. They are like the excrement left by demons on earth and must be cleaned up. Do you understand?" Atwood said.

He forced his right hand, the size of a basketball, to pinch Luo's white chin, which was almost untainted by any dirt, and broke him straight.

"Are [Hunter] easy...crazy products?" Luo Nai sighed, but still looked at Atwood's abstract painting face with anger.

"Why is that saying, by the way, people holding hunting rifles have to slaughter those animals. We are all greedy existences, and what else can we do... By the way, Wells bless us, let us have the agility of cats, the autumn Terminator gives us the vision of an eagle, and the Lord of All Beasts makes us as powerful as bears and tigers. I am a human who has lived here since I was a child. In short, shouldn't people who can survive outside the stronghold be considered psychogens?" Atwood smiled evilly and continued:

"I have seen anyone who has no stronghold protection. Some people have said uncomfortablely that they saw the demon and committed suicide, and some have treated their compatriots as unintentional people. Some even more outrageous is that a young man under my command once cooperated with Socra to perform a mission in the Lost Swamp. He was so hungry that he was actually eating my deputy. Fortunately, I knocked him down with a shotgun, and finally broke his head with a silver bullet, which made him stop this delusion. But more of them are becoming unintentional people and losers."

"How are Sayi... and those children of Luosen?" Luo Nai suddenly changed the subject and asked with concern.

"Those kids. By the way, I just want to tell you about this. Greenland Forest has two paths. If you are carrying a compass produced by the Soglacioyuan Factory, you will cross the sustainable river, stay near the Lord of the Forest, and then cross the thorny area of ​​the poisonous barrier. It is nothing more than a rock ruin formed by a small town. But that child is Rosen, right? As a child of the [hunter] profession, he wants to visit the sculpture of Wells in the temple in the forest. The Wells Path is my territory, and the barbed wire and magic power array are imprisoned. It is a mistake for you to break in without permission. Do you know that there is another nickname for the Greenland Forest?" Atwood asked in a mellow voice.

"What?" Luo Nai said curiously.

"Green Forbidden Land for Life. Although I am not a detective, I can still speculate something. The traitor Hit is the person who the Socra Committee instructed us to arrest. He claimed to be investigating the remains for Brothers, but the committee had long obtained evidence of his rebellion. Do you think that as an Imperial soldier could resign if he wanted to resign? There is a motto of the Empire: As a soldier, you either fight, die, betray, or be executed. He can deceive some people, but he can't deceive everyone. I think you wouldn't have chosen this path without his hints." Atwood analyzed:

"After Highway 65 was destroyed, most explorers who went to the quiet highlands through Sunida would choose to surround the Greenland Forest and rarely go deep into the forest. Although the two are four or five days apart, safety is the most important thing. Moreover, human nature is greed and plunder. Compared to the deep forest with complex terrain, the flat and old roads and some remaining strongholds can still maintain some order. Hit's risky behavior is nothing more than trying to avoid possible surveillance. I said right, boy?"

Atwood rudely "strokessing" Luo's hair with his hands. After feeling satisfied, he placed the chainsaw on a long metal table painted with green paint in the dim room.

Immediately after the rumbling eased and stopped, he took a heavy step forward, pulling down a switch from the wall of the room with the smell of plant decay.

Suddenly, the dim room was filled with bright light, as if some angel smelled in the depths of the dark area.

He forcibly endured the stinging feeling of eyes caused by the strong light and the passive tears, Luo Nai looked up and looked around.

This is the first time he has examined his environment since he woke up.

The narrow environment seemed to be a cell, with a slight ray of light coming from the fan that was running above the head.

The worn-out door with scarlet and sticky blood, shining with steel, shining with light from the center of his gaze.

A complex and interlaced pipe hung above his head, while an unexpectedly straight wire stretched across the middle of the wall, surrounding it.

It seems that there is a relatively complete small power system here.

He tried to twist his body, and he found himself bound to a metal seat by a rope made of steel, and his hands and ankles felt a clear sense of urgency, as if bound by the rope.

But when he tried to silently recite the Guzhni Empire and the Central Language to carry out the spirit of the magic source power, he suddenly found that the surging sense of the familiar surge power had disappeared, as if there was some kind of forbidden demon power in this narrow room.

"Are you trying to learn from those lost people? Want to use magic power to break free from the constraints?" Atwood's mouth raised slightly and said in an extremely proud tone:

"It's useless. The existence of the magic source power is forbidden here, and after the empire restores order, the entire empire will also forbid the existence of the magic source power. A enhanced "Annihilation" machine is placed in the center of the underground camp where you and I are. I named it "Annihilation-SS". It is the most useful to deal with the lost. But boy, do you know what I am thinking about now?"

"What's the problem?" Luo Nai asked, holding back the discomfort in her throat.

"That's just those, a few? By the way, the seven children of the Lost, the Socra Committee arrested Hit was worth S$1,500, which was barely enough for us to buy some new equipment. And I heard that he had some connections in the committee, and we could not hurt him, and after he was arrested, he would only be detained for a few days according to some damn laws. Although your resistance last evening killed one of our brothers and three brothers. I really want to take revenge on you." Atwood said "honestly".

"Revenge? Through deception and traps, Luo Sen, who is also a profession of [hunter], fell into a trance and made wrong judgments. And with the help of Hit, he made a quick and easy psychological arrangement to arrest him. You have already set their sights on us. The lost person in suit and tie who has hurt Sayi is also disguised? Your target is also the people of the Tengyin Sect, right?" Luo Nian analyzed.

"It seems you are not stupid? Yes, there are indeed gentlemen in our team who previously worked in the Yu Tengyin Sect or Hope Church. It seems that he was the only one who attacked you in the battle yesterday to stimulate the poisonous plant "Greenland Vine Flower". Have you ever thought about a question?"

"What?" Luo Nai asked in confusion.

"Actually, all your adventures are the result of being deliberately designed. Including the self-righteous guy Hitt, who has had direct or indirect contact with the man and woman of the Tengin sect, has been monitored by the Socra Committee, including the child you call Say. In fact, there is a unique code name for him in the intelligence of the committee. Do you want to know?"

Atwood took out a piece of dirt-covered and wrinkled paper from his jeans pocket, put it in front of Luo Nai's eyes and shook it, saying:

"Scorpion?"

Luo Nai looked straight at the middle of the paper where it had been rubbed many times.

"That's right, Scorpion. His superpowers, no, to be precise, are the unique ability of the Lost, which is to fight with the Scorpion's tail. His price is not low, but the committee issued SGD 2,000. However, this was the order issued after Natasha's diary and Teng's sect stronghold was removed. It seems that just a week ago. You shouldn't know that our radio station was damaged once, and after repairing it, they were immediately arrested. By the way, do you know the scene of Teng's sect stronghold being raided?" Atwood asked with interest.

"I want to know." Luo Nai asked with a hint of worry flashed in his heart.

After all, this has something to do with Sayi, and Natasha who is in contact with the pseudo-god hopes to become friends with him.

If the lost woman whose heart is full of "love" knows that the stronghold she created for these semi-lost children is "destroyed", I wonder if she will quarrel with the gods in the underworld.

"'No. 404, Storm Block, right? The owner of the small shop selling kerosene lamps was shot and killed by the Sogra guards. There was also a courtyard behind a secret door. Although there was no trace of anyone's life, the things inside had been stolen. Then they turned into ruins under the raging fire. Is it exciting? Is it exciting? The flames are the most exciting product!"

Atwood said, with a look of yearning and pride on his face.

But the next second, his expression was replaced by seriousness and greed. He stared at Luo Zin's sapphire-like eyes, and even a little dark red blood oozed out of the corners of his mouth and said:

"Scorpion and Hit handed over to the committee to receive the SGD reward. The other five children are worth sacrifice to 'Wells', so that under the operation of those Lost Boys, I will receive blessings and sublimation from the gods. The gods will not only upgrade me to the upper class [Slaughter], but will even reconstruct my skin, allowing me to truly gain the heroic appearance of normal human beings and become a person again. You must know that it is not only you who are cursed by the wasteland world, but also me. However," Atwood suddenly changed his tone.

It seemed as if from a gloomy bass, it instantly changed into a high soprano, and said:

"As long as you can accept the occupation or fusion of the 'Eye of Substitution' and become the core combat power of our special operations team to perfectly integrate with the sequential monsters, I will consider letting go of irrelevant children. As for whether they can safely go to the quiet highland, it depends on their fate. But you, those lost boys all say that you exudes a strong mechanical aura. As the product of the legendary master of machinery, you should focus on rational analysis and avoid some human emotions, right?"

"I..." Luo Nai was speechless for a moment.

He stared blankly at Atwood, who was ugly and dirty, breath of "sorrow" in front of him.
Chapter completed!