Casting spells

No corpse or mutilation of any kind remains!

Some are just high-energy particles that fill the air with strange light spots!

"Hmph! Stupid intruders! They are like ugly fish in underground rivers. They may look large in number, but they are actually not a threat." A man stroked his long black and purple hair with disdain on his face. Contempt Road.

"Don't be careless! I always have a bad feeling. There seem to be fewer invaders this time than last time, and they don't seem to come to fight at all, but to die." A woman next to her frowned. warning.

Just when the man was about to say something, a huge black shadow suddenly fell from the sky, turning into a black shadow, and directly pierced his mouth and nose.

next second...

He knelt down on the ground with a plop, his eyes were constantly shining with a strange red light, and the muscles on his face were in pain and pleasure for a while, as if he had suffered from some terrible disease.

But before the other members of the team realized what happened, the man twitched twice, and then passed out completely.

"Hey! What's wrong with you?" The woman quickly squatted down and patted the other person's cheek in panic.

You must know that because of their physique, the Haraisen people never get sick, let alone age or die. Unless they are killed, even if their limbs are broken, they can be repaired through mysterious spells.

"We must take him back quickly! Let's go! There are no enemies here anymore." The team leader ordered with a solemn expression.

Soon, this team took the guy who fell into a coma, and ran at an extremely fast speed on the ground where the fingers could not be seen. After a while, they entered an entrance leading to the ground.

They didn't realize at all that the wounded who had fallen to the ground and fell into a coma secretly opened his eyes at some point and carefully observed his surroundings.

In fact, at this moment, there is not just one team with suddenly unconscious and wounded people, but hundreds, and some teams even have more than two members who have fainted.

You don't need to ask, these poor guys have already been taken over by the fearful demon king, and they are no longer the same person they were before.

After all, their physical fitness and strength are extremely powerful, but it does not mean that their souls are equally powerful.

On the contrary, due to the long-term isolation from the outside world, most Harrelsons have a kind of arrogant attitude, thinking that they are the supreme masters of this planet, and there is nothing that can compete with their invincible self.

Coupled with the fact that the expeditionary force was easily wiped out, it further fueled their arrogance.

As a result, he encountered a fearful demon king who likes to play tricks and tricks, and he was immediately tricked.

More than half of them collapsed under terrible mental torture, their souls were devoured, and their bodies were replaced by the dreadlord.

There are also some strong-willed people who have been suppressed without exception and lost control of their bodies.

As the first lord of Nathrezim, Bellom took away the body of a male Haresan, and was rapidly digesting the language, knowledge, habits, interpersonal relationships and other information left in the opponent's mind.

When he arrived at an underground city towering over huge energy crystals, he opened his eyes and pretended not to know anything and asked, "What's going on? What happened? How did we come back?"

"Are you awake?!" The team leader widened his eyes in surprise.

"Yes! Tell me what's going on here?" Bellom blinked his eyes pretending to be innocent.

"You suddenly fainted on the battlefield, which frightened us all." Another team member offered to help explain.

"Having fainted? Damn it! Why don't I remember!" Bellom continued to use his innate acting skills and deceiving ability, sitting on the ground and frowning.

In contrast, the team leader was very happy to see his fainted players wake up, and comforted him with a smile: "Relax, maybe the intruders used some attack method that we don't understand, it's best to go to the elders now check."

"No! No need! I feel fine now!" Bellom immediately shook his head and refused without thinking.

Through devouring the soul, he already knew that the elders of the Haraisen people possessed unimaginable power, and he was afraid of revealing his feet, or being discovered by the other party the secret of his soul.

"you sure?"

"Very sure! Don't worry about me, I'm fine. Also, if you don't mind, I want to go home early and have something to eat."

"Okay! Leave the task report to me."

"See you in those ten light hours!"

"goodbye!"

……

It has to be said that the Dreadlord is indeed a master of camouflage and deception. Hundreds of them sneaked into the Haresian society, none of them were exposed, and they all blended in safely, without even arousing the slightest vigilance of the enemy.

But for future plans, these guys didn't start to act immediately, but lived a regular life like the Harrelsons, patiently waiting for the opportunity.

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

While the fearful demon kings were lurking one by one, hiding in the dark to observe this strange planet and its strange residents, two guests were welcomed on the space carrier Zhang Cheng was on.

One of them was the familiar old Chen, while the other was a cold-looking woman.

Staring into the eyes of the two, he asked blankly, "What's the matter?"

"Of course! I heard that you exchanged one-tenth of the expeditionary force for hundreds of low-level spies to infiltrate the Haresian society?" the woman asked in a bad tone.

"That's right! But the dreadlords under me are not just spies! They are the most outstanding conspiracy masters, enough to subvert a seemingly powerful country or organization from within. The reason why your previous attacks failed was because you relied too much on violence. And regard it as the truth to conquer the universe. Of course, to a certain extent, I also agree with the importance of violence, but when violence is insufficient, I will adopt another strategy." Zhang Cheng explained without panic road.

But the woman obviously didn't think so, and retorted with a sneer: "Do you understand the social structure of the Haresans? Do you know how their power, power and resources are distributed? No! You don't understand! So your ridiculous plan is doomed It will only usher in failure. Don't waste time, rookie, right now you don't understand what a real superstring war is."

"Hey! You're a bit overdue!" Old Chen who was standing aside reminded.

"Yes?" The woman turned around and stared at him with two reptile-like vertical pupils. "Do you know how much time it takes me to create an expedition fleet? But what about this guy? He didn't even think about it, and buried a tenth of his power as a cover."

"Shut up! Remember, it's the beginner's decision. If you have any grievances, go to him. Don't play prestige in front of a newcomer." Old Chen reprimanded without showing any weakness.

It is not difficult to see from the tit-for-tat attitude of the two that the relationship between the two of them is not good, and it is by no means the first time they have quarreled.

"Hmph! It seems that you are on the side of the newcomer this time, isn't it? Then let us wait and see what kind of effect this so-called thief's plan can have." After finishing speaking, the woman turned around and entered time and space Linker, back to headquarters with the power of the main string.

Looking at the unstable overflowing energy emanating from the crack, Lao Chen sighed helplessly and explained: "The woman just now was in charge of technology research and development and logistics support, and almost all the expeditionary fleet, clone soldiers, weapons, and equipment came from Her hand. Plus almost every expedition, there will be a lot of wear and tear, causing her nerves to be a little irritable. But don't worry, usually she just complains and loses her temper at most, and won't go to the initiator to complain .”

"So she came here today to demonstrate? She thinks I'm a newcomer who just joined the organization, and I seem to be easy to bully." Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

"Damn! Promise me, don't go crazy, or you will be besieged." Old Chen gritted his teeth and issued a warning.

Maybe other people in the organization reacted like this, and he would regard it as a verbal vent, but this guy in front of him is definitely more than just venting.

"Relax, I'm not that stupid. But since someone took the initiative to provoke, then I will fight back accordingly. I believe that after my plan to conquer the dark planet, I slapped that lady in the face in a regular meeting, It must be very exciting, won't it?" The corners of Zhang Cheng's mouth raised slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

You must know that he is not the kind of person who will swallow his anger, especially a second-line member in charge of equipment logistics.

That's right!

It's the second-tier member!

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, such people engaged in scientific research and logistics supplies are basically irreplaceable and important cores of a country or organization.

But unfortunately, in the superstring war, their biggest use is not to invent something new, but to effectively integrate all the technologies in the conquered areas, nothing more.