I can find treasures in my dreams

In the wilderness.

Yang Fan climbed to the top of a tall redwood and looked at the Elant base from afar.

Eric the Destroyer had suffered some damage to his brain when he was transformed.

With his intelligence, even if he mastered the means to control the poisonous mosquitoes, he could not perform such delicate operations.

The swarm of poisonous mosquitoes flew into the base close to the ground, which was naturally a small favor that Yang Fan helped quietly.

At this time.

Yang Fan saw a researcher in a white coat rushing out of the smoking booth.

This guy had not run a few steps when his footsteps suddenly stopped.

This was the "buzzing" sound of a large group of poisonous mosquitoes vibrating their wings together, generating supernatural power and controlling the unfortunate researcher.

A black mass of poisonous mosquitoes flew over quickly and crawled all over the researcher's body.

A few seconds later.

The researcher was sucked into a mummy and fell to the ground.

Yang Fan looked at this scene, without a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

He knew very well that every researcher in the underground laboratory of the base was a butcher with blood on his hands.

They all deserved to die!

"Woo~"

The alarm sounded throughout the base.

But it was too late.

The real BOSS is here.

"Boom! Boom!"

Accompanied by the dull and rapid footsteps, a large cloud rushed into the base like a whirlwind.

The cloud quickly dispersed.

The destroyer showed his true appearance.

Yang Fan couldn't help but smile: "A large group of poisonous mosquitoes gathered together, and it actually has the effect of hiding their bodies."

This was his unexpected discovery when controlling the swarm of poisonous mosquitoes.

In simple terms, the "buzzing" sound of the poisonous mosquitoes flapping their wings has the special function of absorbing vibrations.

The essence of sound is vibration, which can of course be absorbed by the swarm of poisonous mosquitoes.

The destroyer was wrapped by hundreds of thousands of poisonous mosquitoes and sneaked to the vicinity of the base silently, without any Gameni people noticing.

Then.

The destroyer, full of hatred, forcibly dismantled the elevator and entered the laboratory from the elevator shaft.

Countless poisonous mosquitoes swarmed in.

"Da! Da!"

The guards took their guns and fired at the destroyer.

But the Destroyer's skin was very hard, and to it, this was no different from tickling.

The Destroyer roared, raised his bone shield with his left hand, and slammed into the crowd crazily.

The bone shield hit two guards, who instantly turned into meat paste and flew out at a speed of more than a hundred yards.

Then.

A massacre began.

The swarm of poisonous mosquitoes dispersed and began to look for food.

The Destroyer violently broke every door and killed everyone it saw.

Yang Fan saw many disgusting scenes with his own eyes.

For example.

In a display room.

There were many large cylindrical jars filled with formalin solution.

Each jar was soaked with all kinds of strange biological specimens.

Yang Fan understood that all of the above were human bodies that had failed to be transformed, and were made into specimens and preserved for further research.

The most extreme evil of human nature was vividly reflected in the display room.

It is entirely conceivable that a large part of these tragically transformed experimenters were innocent people like Eric.

Yang Fan muttered, "Many people are praising the Jamani Federation as the representative of human civilization on the Internet. It's really ironic!"

As Mr. Ghost, he knows many of Daxia's top secrets. Daxia has never conducted such cruel transformation experiments.

He feels more and more that Daxia is the true light of human civilization.

Five minutes later.

Inside the base.

In a safe house.

The destroyer blocked an old white man.

This guy is the top manager of the laboratory.

The destroyer's tumorous eyeball swelled a lot, and asked: "Are you... Al... Fredo?"

The old white man was so scared that his pants were wet, but he was shocked at this time: "You regained consciousness, how is this possible?"

This guy knows the details of the transformation. The skull of each experimenter was opened and the brain was specially transformed.

In theory, the cerebral cortex was almost completely destroyed, and the experimental subject should have completely lost his memory.

This scene completely overturned the old white man's cognition.

"Bang!"

The destroyer's tumorous eye twitched: "I remember... you ordered to remove... my liver and eyeballs... and transplant them to other people."

The old white man quickly picked up a gun and pointed it at his chin.

But he didn't have time to shoot.

The destroyer stepped forward, pierced the old white man's shoulder with a claw, and lifted him up.

It opened its mouth and bit one of the old white man's arms, and shook its head slightly, tearing the arm off.

"Ah~"

The old white man wailed wildly.

Just like other experimenters who underwent transformation experiments.

A minute later.

The old white man disappeared from this world.

Only the large pool of blood on the ground proved that he had been in this world.

The destroyer roared and turned around and rushed out.

Behind it.

A hidden camera in the corner of the secret room fully recorded the process of the old white man being devoured.

Soon.

The destroyer quickly left the base.

The swarm of poisonous mosquitoes gathered and covered its figure again.

In the wilderness.

Yang Fan watched the destroyer disappear from the air and smiled: "Although the poisonous mosquito swarm is not particularly powerful, it is also a good auxiliary means."

The most important thing is that there are poisonous mosquitoes everywhere on Canglan Star, and the poisonous mosquitoes cannot be killed, which means that helpers can be found anytime and anywhere.

He muttered again: "Mr. Demon, the performance of the destroyer should surprise you very much, right?

"The Gameni people transformed the destroyer according to your instructions, and this thing can be regarded as your work.

"Now that this work has become like this, don't you want to come and see it with your own eyes?"

*

Hundreds of kilometers away.

The Gods Mountain.

In the underground secret room.

A ball of darkness occupied half of the area of ​​the secret room, and even the light could not penetrate.

"... My liver and eyeballs... were transplanted to other people."

Every word the destroyer said was recorded by the surveillance and presented in full.

The leader of the Gods Mountain, Jeremy, said softly: "Lord Wanshan, this is the whole story.

"The federal military conducted a dragnet search, but unfortunately did not find the whereabouts of the destroyer. "

After a long time.

A voice came out from the darkness: "It's amazing! "

Jeremy was confused: "Lord Wanshan, what surprised you?"

Wanshan's voice floated out: "The experimental subject actually recovered some of his memory."

Jeremy was quite puzzled: "The cerebral cortex of the experimental subject was damaged. With the medical level of Canglan people, it is indeed difficult to recover.

"But from a supernatural point of view, it should not be difficult to restore memory?"

Wanshan replied: "You don't understand, the third link of the holy body transformation ceremony is to dig out the brain of the experimental subject.

"This is not just as simple as strengthening the brain. This part of the ceremony will also devour the memory of the experimenter, thereby obtaining an individual with pure memory.

"Now the destroyer has reversed the effect of the ceremony. This is the first time I have encountered such a thing in my more than three hundred years."

Jeremy suddenly realized: "So that's it."

He then asked: "Lord, where do you think the problem occurred?"

The darkness fluctuated, and Wanshan's voice came out: "I can only think of two possibilities.

"The first is that a strong man above the knight level took action and traced back the lost memory through some kind of tracing method.

"But this possibility can be almost ignored. A mere destroyer is not worth the effort of a knight."

Jeremy echoed: "Indeed."

Wanshan continued: "The second possibility is that the soul of the destroyer has undergone some incredible changes, and miraculously recovered some memories."

Jeremy asked a question: "The exterminator happened to be near the destroyer. It seemed to have provided help to the destroyer. Does this have anything to do with it?"

Wanshan sneered: "How could an exterminator of the initial warrior level have such means?"

Jeremy understood it at once: "It seems that the exterminator has a high probability of seeing the specialness of the destroyer's soul, so he has set his sights on the destroyer."

Wanshan said: "This is my point of view."

It no longer hesitated: "I decided to go there and bring the destroyer back."

The destroyer seemed to have shown amazing changes, and there were alien races coming to compete for strength. How could Wanshan sit still?

Jeremy immediately said, "Lord Wanshan, I will arrange a plane for you right away."

The voice in the darkness rarely showed a hint of praise: "Although you Canglan people are weak, the technology you invented is still quite desirable."

Jeremy immediately bowed and saluted: "Your praise is an honor for Canglan people."

Wanshan said again: "When the arrangement is done, ring the 'Soul Bell'."

As soon as the voice fell.

The darkness receded like a tide.

The secret room was completely lit up.

Jeremy glanced at it, and a trace of shock flashed across his old eyes.

I saw that where the darkness had originally entrenched, there were more than a dozen shriveled human corpses piled up.

Although the mummies were almost completely dehydrated, it could still be seen that the deceased had experienced great pain before his death.

The leader knew very well that he was dealing with the devil.

But he was very confident that he was sufficiently vigilant against the devil, and he had a powerful country to rely on, so he could use a lot of resources to exchange knowledge from the devil.

Jeremy glanced at the horrible mummy and said to himself: "For the future of the Federation, it is worth paying a certain price."

*

Around the Elant base.

In the wilderness.

A cloud of poisonous mosquitoes dispersed, revealing the huge figure of the destroyer.

It stood there for a while, suddenly looked up at the sky, and stammered: "Who... is helping me?"

The next moment.

A stream of information appeared in its mind out of thin air.

This was naturally Yang Fan's method.

The destroyer's body trembled.

It hesitated for a moment and said: "Eric... is willing to work for you!"

Yang Fan's curious voice sounded in its mind again: "Why?"

The destroyer looked to the northeast and replied: "Eric... feels... the crisis is approaching from there."

Obviously.

It took the initiative to seek shelter.

Yang Fan was very surprised.

Of course he knew that it was Mr. Demon coming.

But the problem was that the destroyer actually had a premonition of the crisis, which really surprised him.

He suddenly realized that the potential of the destroyer seemed to be greater than expected.

Yang Fan said decisively: "I accept your service."

He then added: "But I need to use a secret method on you, but don't worry, I won't hurt you."

The Destroyer acted very casually: "Come... on!"

One minute later.

Yang Fan showed a look of surprise: "It seems like I have found a treasure this time."

Just now he planted a spiritual beast mark on the Destroyer.

This is the latest mark condensed after the mental power is improved.

And the increase in the strength of the Destroyer is much higher than that of other spiritual beasts.

Yang Fan even has a wonderful intuition: "Perhaps in a few months, the Destroyer can be promoted to a warrior."