Chapter 1273: Exploring the Divine Evil

The Serrano Chacha fusion area.

The development level of this exchange area is very low. In fact, the highly developed exchanges in the Federation are all in the five continents and near the central city, and the rest of the places are almost impossible to manage.

Big companies, cults, and many laboratories are constantly grabbing resources and wealth from there, but even so, they have only developed a small part of it.

The reason is that the blending area is really too large, and the organisms reproduce very quickly. Often, newly opened areas will be covered with dense vegetation again if there is no management for just one or two months.

After entering the land of integration, the puppets identified the direction under the guidance of the old man and galloped towards it.

There aren't many dense forests here, but there are many landmarks. During the founding of the Federation, many people came here and drew some maps, through which they can accurately find the deep paths.

Because Shell Laboratory has been eyeing this target for a long time and started preparations very early, there is a safe base deep in the intersection area, where various means of transportation and equipment are placed.

After traveling all day, the members of the Blood Staff Mercenary Group arrived here. Some of them went hunting separately, while others cleared the plants clinging to the ground, took a brief rest, and then carefully began to apply various medicines on their bodies.

This is to guard against the various alien creatures in the Fusion Land, which are their biggest enemies. The alien creatures in the Fusion Land are complex and diverse, not to mention posing a certain threat to ordinary people, they also pose a certain threat to fighters, so they have to be careful.

But the most annoying thing is the night in the fusion land. Once night falls, fighters who are not strong enough cannot move around freely.

The only benefit may be that many alienated creatures do taste good. Through some special cooking methods, they can supplement a large amount of nutrition and promote the growth of alienated tissues in the body. Even implants can benefit from the nutrients in them.

Looking at the bubbling soup pot, a team member scooped up a mouthful and tasted it, then said, "It's still a little short of the heat. Wait another five minutes."

Brother Xuan was feeling bored and asked casually, "Since you took photos of these places, you have been there before, right?"

The old man was holding a notebook and taking notes. Although he had tools to borrow, he still insisted on writing by hand.

Hearing this, he finished the last few strokes and put them back in place. Then he stretched his stiff fingers to the hot pot to warm them up, saying:
"Before the laboratory became independent, the sponsors above conducted several surveys. The first one was a government-funded survey team. Although they didn't achieve any significant results at that time, they collected a lot of valuable alien plants. That thing was discovered at that time, and they also took a sample back. Only then did they realize that this thing had extremely high research value."

Brother Xuan smiled and said gloatingly: "Old man, it seems that you have suffered a loss? Was it here?"

The old man did not shy away from saying, "Not here in Arantawa Continent, when the expedition team withdrew, they were chased by a large number of those bloody people. In the team of 200 people, only a small number of people escaped.

In fact, it was wise for you to avoid that place. We encountered more than one super-limit creature there that time, so the fighters in the team couldn't protect many people. The inspection points in other places are not that difficult. "

Brother Xuan glared at him and said, "I told you that you are a bad old man, but why didn't you warn us in advance?"

The old man sneered, "Mr. Blood Staff is very capable. It doesn't matter where he goes, but it does matter to you."

"Hey! You old fellow."

The bald woman asked, "Old man, the investigation you mentioned, how long ago did that happen?"

"The most recent time was seventeen years ago. Everything I know is written down in the file. The rest of the information I know is not much more than you do."

One team member asked in surprise: "It's been so long? We don't even know if this place still exists?"

The old man said: "Those places are tribes that have existed for hundreds of years. The sacrificial tree cannot be moved, so don't worry about it."

After chatting for a while, a rich aroma quickly wafted out of the soup, and the whole pot of soup turned milky white. One of the team members immediately went up, scooped up the meat pieces, divided them into bowls and handed them to each person.

Everyone was eating silently and slurping the soup, for no other reason than that the meat was so delicious. When you took a bite, you could feel the chewy texture, and it gradually softened as you chewed. The mixture of the meat aroma and the soup was so delicious that people were reluctant to swallow it.

After finishing one bowl of soup, they filled another. The whole pot was soon divided among them, leaving not even a bit of soup. In the end, everyone leaned back in satisfaction. It was like drinking mellow wine. A warm feeling spread through the body, making the whole body relax.

The old man tried hard to fight the urge to fall asleep and said, "Take a rest. We'll set out at dawn." After he finished speaking, he let out a slight snoring sound.

The puppet gestured and had someone take him to the bed.

The bald woman glanced at her watch, then looked outside, and said, "Boss, it's getting dark."

The puppet said, "You all go and rest. I will keep watch."

"Okay, boss."

After all the team members went to rest, the puppet sat there alone. Now he no longer needed to sleep. He just needed to make some adjustments and rely purely on his spirit to maintain his condition.

While they were resting, the members of the primitive sect had also caught up. They identified the traces of the team's passing and followed closely behind. At first the pursuit was going smoothly, but unfortunately, it might be the smell of the handsome young man that attracted a very difficult super-limit creature.

This thing is made up of countless tiny creatures, evolved from a group of species, and has an extraordinary reproductive ability. It is very difficult to kill, which caused them to be delayed here for a while. When he got rid of this thing and set off again, he found that it was almost night.

Although the handsome young man is not afraid of the night, his men cannot resist, especially according to the teachings of the primitive sect, ceremonies must be held at night in the place of blending.

So they stopped here, sprinkled the ritual materials they carried with them into the bonfire, and threw the remains of the alien creatures they killed into the bonfire.

Several members of the primitive sect knelt down and began to pray. Their voices were primitive and rough, and the tones were very similar to the sacrificial music of the first people.

After the chanting, they smeared black oil on their bodies, and when night fell, they turned into statues.

The handsome young man stood there alone, and at this moment the creatures around him seemed to come alive. Even many strange sounds seemed to appear in the sky, and many dark shadows seemed to be crawling towards here.

But as soon as it came into contact with the range of the bonfire, it disappeared without a trace. At this time, wisps of colorful smoke emanated from the bonfire, and the handsome young man took a deep breath and inhaled all of it.

After one night, the bonfire went out, and the black oil on the bodies of the primitive sect members fell to the ground like broken shells, and the people seemed to come back to life.

The handsome young man stood up from the stump and said, "Let's go."

On the puppet's side, they set out from the base just after dawn, then traveled during the day and rested at night. After two days of trekking, they finally arrived at the location indicated in the picture.

"That's it."

The old man pointed to a hill ahead.

In fact, without him pointing, everyone could see the strange buildings on it. They were all built with bones. Those bones were also very strange. They looked like human heads, but the feet looked like bird claws.

At the same time, there were blood-red humanoid creatures hanging upside down on it, and it seemed that there were at least two or three hundred of them.

"What the hell."

Although the team members had seen pictures, they still felt uncomfortable when they actually saw these things.

The old man was very excited and said, "This thing shows that we have found the right place. The sacrificial tree should be hidden in a cave somewhere in the hills."

The puppet said, "Wait for me here."

"Yes."

One of the puppets walked forward holding a bloody staff. After a while, everyone saw that the bloody figures seemed to be startled by something and fell like raindrops, followed by a thunderous sound.

The sound lasted for half a minute, and the puppet came out dragging a bloody creature that was at least three meters long and threw it on the ground.

The old man came up and said in surprise, "I didn't expect there would be a super-limit creature here." He looked up and said to the puppet, "The blood staff is indeed a blood staff."

The puppet said: "What you want is in the back. I saw it. I have cleaned up the surroundings. Go find it yourself."

The old man perked up, nodded to him, and ran up quickly.

The puppet gestured to all members of the mercenary group except the one on guard, and the rest followed. This old man was the financial sponsor, and nothing could happen to him.

After the puppet had waited for them to leave, he suddenly heard a whistle. It was the sentry who had discovered something. He walked over and looked into the distance, and saw a group of people coming out from under the woods, all wearing the same uniform.

Especially one of the handsome young men among them gave him a great sense of threat.

He took a look and immediately said to the sentry, "They are coming towards us. Go back and inform everyone to be careful."

The team member nodded and ran back immediately, but at this moment he couldn't help but cover his nose, "What a smell, it stinks."

Just as this sentence was uttered, the puppet stretched out its hand and with a bang, a ball of dust and light exploded in the palm of its hand.

He caught a piece of the incoming stone in his hand, but it not only pierced the spiritual fire that he used to protect his hand, but also broke his metacarpal bones.

……

(End of this chapter)

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