Delia did not like Kluge's room in the middle of the mountain. Even though the room was filled with priceless works of art, she hated the old and moldy smell of the room. In her eyes, those works of art were not the essence of art, but a collection of all kinds of old garbage. The best place for them to go should be in the funerary chamber of the graveyard, buried together with the old era.
Thus, she built a dream castle on the highest peak of the Alps. She planted the brightest flowers, laid the most gorgeous carpet, dug out a beautiful lake-like swimming pool, and placed all kinds of cute dolls in all the rooms and corridors. The walls were pasted with all kinds of giant cartoon pictures, and displayed countless fruits and fragrant plants, so that Eos, who waited by her side, would always have a fragrant smell.
Delia, who was wearing a swimsuit, lay lazily on a beach chair beside the swimming pool, looking at the dark sky outside the transparent barrier. The giant swimming pool with a radius of several thousand meters was her private lake. Various cute and unique boats and air mattresses were floating on the surface, and there were all kinds of snacks, comics, and objects that she liked. This fully enclosed swimming pool was always maintained at a normal temperature of more than 30 degrees, adjusted by the central air conditioner for summer. It was not only this enclosed open-air swimming pool, but also the entire castle. A layer of transparent shell surrounded the mountain. The temperature outside was close to zero degrees, but the temperature inside was maintained at the most comfortable level.
Delia was a girl who liked to enjoy life. She did not want to understand the suffering of the world. Her goal was only to achieve the ideals in her heart, and nothing could be better than to enjoy life while achieving her ideals. Delia, who was only wearing a three-point swimsuit, had an amazing snow-white skin that was silkier than milk. Her rosy cheeks were like freshly washed apples, tender and adorable. However, if one only looked at her back, she had a soul-stirring sexy curve. Although it was a little immature, it was definitely more coveted than a ripe fruit.
Delia listened to the report of the beautiful female adjutant, who was about the same age as her, but her eyes were fixed on the little lizard on her bamboo shoot-like finger. The little lizard was obediently hugging her finger and pretending to be dead. A sweet dimple appeared on Delia's fair cheeks, making her look even more beautiful than a flower.
"So, that bastard, the Holy Son, has already disappeared?
He didn't come out even after his base was blown up. He just watched as more than a hundred thousand of his followers were killed by the supernova bomb. Was he smart or stupid?
Maybe he's hiding in a corner and watching us make a fool of ourselves, thanking us for helping him get rid of those who opposed him. Maybe the people who were killed by the supernova are our sympathizers. If that's the case, no one will dare to speak up for us anymore … "
Delia was able to analyze so many things with just a few words of information, but the pretty girl was used to it. Delia's intelligence was almost demon-like. She was always able to discover the essence of things, and her subordinates were impressed. The pretty girl did not voice her opinion. Instead, she neatly changed the topic and reported something else.
"Kozelle has come again. He asked us to increase the supply of supernova bombs and the full set of cracking cannon technology. They are willing to exchange for it with the Thunderstorm Rifles. According to the analysis of the General Staff, the war in Australia has reached the most critical moment. The casualty rate has already surpassed that of the United States. Many soldiers can only use rocks as weapons, and they can only hold on for half a month at most. After half a month, Australia will collapse …"
"What a headache …" Delia scratched her messy medium-long curly hair in distress. She stared at the pretty girl with her watery big eyes like a depressed deer and said, "I'm afraid the Thunderstorm Rifles are not the key, but the batteries?
China will definitely not give us the batteries. They are testing us, testing our determination to fight against the Sea Tribe. If we don't agree, they might stop supplying us with the Red Algae. However, the survivors in Australia are no longer related to us, so we can't help much. Sending a batch of supernova bombs shouldn't be a problem, but we have to ask them to modify twenty of them for us before we can send them ten. Let's take revenge for the little trap they set for us before … "
Wang Le had once traded an optimized supernova bomb for a supernova production line. His purpose was to give the other party an illusion that China already had the technology to increase the power of the supernova bomb. However, Delia was not an idiot. She had already set up a trap during the trade. The supernova bomb required a strange mutated plant from the Alps as the raw material. Without this raw material, it would be like the Thunderstorm Rifles did not have the Sun Bamboo.
"Also, China wants to invite you to Australia. They have found the key to solving the problem of the Sea Tribe. Do you want me to reject them?"
Hearing the disdainful tone of the pretty girl, Delia knew that the pretty girl did not want her to go to Australia. However, she did not go along with it. She bit her finger and thought about something else. The China had always been well-informed. Perhaps they had really found the solution?
Wan Qiang felt that he was getting stronger every day. His current height was no different from his height before the apocalypse. His firm and firm muscles contained a fierce and domineering strength. His hands could easily tear apart steel and stone. He enjoyed the feeling of strength and was addicted to it.
When he stood on the tallest building in Guangxi's largest city, holding the Z3 zombie's head and roaring at the zombies below, he could not help but think of the Blood Phoenix. He knew that his strength had reached a bottleneck. If he wanted to continue getting stronger, perhaps the Blood Phoenix was the key. After swallowing the Z3's brain, Wan Qiang stomped on the zombie's head and looked in a certain direction. He let out a heart-wrenching roar. The high-pitched sound waves reverberated a kilometer in diameter. Within a kilometer, with him as the center, all the zombies within a kilometer exploded into a pool of blood and flesh. The sound waves also shattered the glass of the building. The sky was filled with broken glass and flesh that fell from the sky.
Wan Qiang felt better after venting his anger. He turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly felt another high-level zombie approaching him. He decided to kill the Blood Phoenix first. Once he devoured the Blood Phoenix, he would become the King of the Zombies. At that time, no one in the world would be a match for him. He did not understand what it meant to be lonely like snow. He just wanted the whole world to tremble under his rage.
Suddenly, Wan Qiang stopped and looked up at the sky. He saw a zombie falling at a high speed towards him. The zombie weighed hundreds of kilograms, and its body twisted as it roared. Wan Qiang's bloodshot eyes looked past the zombie and saw a shadow in the sky. It was a high-speed airship that was descending at high speed. In the cockpit of the airship, Xue Feng's cold eyes met Wan Qiang's through the window.
"You want to kill me, just like I want to kill you. Only one of us can live …" The Blood Phoenix's body was surrounded by a monstrous wave of blood. The Blood Phoenix was floating in the air like a fallen angel. The Blood Phoenix's black crystal armor was tightly wrapped around the Blood Phoenix's body. Only half of his face was exposed. The Blood Phoenix was talking to the Blood Phoenix, who was more than ten meters tall. Wan Qiang roared angrily. The Blood Phoenix grabbed a building that was more than twenty stories high next to him. The bricks and stones in the middle of the building were smashed into pieces. The broken pieces were still spinning in the air. The building was like a pile of bricks, slowly tilting to one side. The next second, the Blood Phoenix moved away from its original position, leaving behind a giant claw that was trying to grab nothing.
"But you can't kill me, just like I can't kill you …" The Blood Phoenix flapped its wings and sneered at the Blood Phoenix. Its voice was not loud, so it was drowned out by the sound of the collapsing building. But it knew that Wan Qiang must have heard it. Sure enough, Wan Qiang roared angrily, "Are you here to laugh at me?
Even if I can't kill you, there is someone who can … "
"Are you talking about Zhang Xiaoqiang?
Mr. Wan Qiang … "Xue Feng's sneer turned into a sarcastic one, and the huge figure in the dust let out another high-pitched roar. Billions of dust particles formed a perfect circle, and Wan Qiang was revealed. He stared at Xue Feng with his scarlet eyes, and there was a hint of fear on his face. He remembered that Xue Feng was riding a high-speed airship, and that she could fly freely in the sky of China. She must be a figure who could revive China. He should have thought of this.
"Zhang Xiaoqiang invited you to Australia to fight against the most powerful enemy. I will also participate. If I die, you will eat me. Of course, if you die, I will eat you. Let's see who will die first …" The Blood Phoenix told Wan Qiang the reason for its visit. Wan Qiang didn't feel happy when he heard it. He became even more irritated and smashed the buildings around him. He didn't want to hear the name Zhang Xiaoqiang. It made him feel despised. The Blood Phoenix belonged to Zhang Xiaoqiang, so he had a better understanding of Zhang Xiaoqiang's power.
"What the hell are you …" After destroying several dozen buildings, Wan Qiang stood in the rubble and stared at the blood phoenix, who was still flapping her wings. The corners of the blood phoenix's lips curled up slightly, and a crimson light flashed through her eyes.
"I am Xiangyu's master. If you want to evolve, you have to eat me. Those idiots with no intelligence and no soul will never grow to the peak. The more you eat, the more shackles you will have. I am your only chance to become the king of zombies …" Wan Qiang looked at the Blood Phoenix, who was still flapping its wings.
The next moment, more than a thousand flying machines with metal wings that looked like bowling balls flew out of the snow. They quickly crossed the short distance and attached themselves to every corner of the monster's body. When the small balls flashed with a green light, a strong magnetic force bound the monster to the ground. The monster's strength was unparalleled, and it twisted its body crazily, knocking off many of the balls. Perhaps the monster would be able to break free in three to five seconds. At this moment, Sophia appeared on top of the monster's head like an Ice Goddess. Amidst the howling wind and snow, invisible air blades flew into the layers of snowflakes, covering the monster's head like a lasso. The monster's body was locked in place, and it could not dodge. Layers of blood and brain matter drenched Sophia's body. When an orange-red gelatinous object flew out of the monster's brain matter and landed in Sophia's hand, the mountain-like body could no longer support itself and slowly fell to the hard layer of ice.
The next moment, more than a thousand flying devices with metal wings that looked like bowling balls flew out of the snow. They quickly crossed the short distance and attached themselves to every corner of the monster's body. The moment these small balls flashed with a green light, a strong magnetic force bound the monster to the ground. The monster's strength was unparalleled, and it twisted its body crazily, sending many of the balls flying. Perhaps the monster would be able to break free in three to five seconds. At this moment, Sophia appeared above the monster's head like an ice goddess. In the howling wind and snow, invisible air blades sent layers of snowflakes flying, covering the monster's head like a lasso. The monster's body was locked in place and could not dodge. It was crushed by Sophia's meat-grinder-like ultimate move. Blood and brain matter flew everywhere, drenching Sophia's entire body. When an orange-red gelatinous object flew out of the monster's brain matter and landed in Sophia's hand, the mountain-like body could no longer hold on and slowly fell to the hard layer of ice.
Countless survivors let out shouts and swarmed out from all directions. Snowmobiles carrying soldiers with chainsaws were like a swarm of ants as they surrounded the monster's corpse. Sofia did not take another look. Her entire body once again disappeared into the snowstorm.
Intense panting and screams emitted an aura that could make people blush. Byron and Sophia's bodies tensed up as they let out resounding moans. After a long time, the two of them hugged each other, and the ordinary-looking Sophia's face was flushed at this moment. There was a unique charm to it. Byron slowly caressed Sophia's proud peaks, enjoying this moment of peace. After a long time, he asked in a hoarse voice, "You've decided?
Must you go? "
Sophia's bright eyes stared at the warm flames dancing in the fireplace. After a long time, she slowly nodded. Her fluttering hair brushed past the tip of Byron's nose, making him take a deep breath. He wanted to inhale the smell of her hair into his lungs and fuse it with him. He loved this strong yet weak woman to the core, and he could not help but say, "I'll go with you. Even if they fall out, with me delaying them, you'll still have a chance to return …"
The journey to Salt Lake City was full of twists and turns. If it wasn't for their good luck, they might not have been able to return. This caused them to no longer trust others, not even the Chinese. It would be fine if they couldn't achieve their goal, but once they did, the next target might be them. Humans were always like this. For the sake of benefits, they could kill each other at any time. When there was a foreign enemy, they could unite against it, but once the foreign enemy was dealt with, they would start to fight for internal power.
"No, you stay here. If I die, you can still lead them to survive. Compared to me, you are more suitable to be a leader …" Sophia smiled gently, her gentle voice carrying an unquestionable firmness. Byron tightly hugged her, their necks intertwined. Feeling Sophia hugging him back, Byron said in a low voice, "Since there is danger, why force yourself? Although the Arctic is tough, we can still survive. At least for the next twenty years, the Seafolk will not have time to worry …"
"Twenty years later will be the day of our demise. It will be difficult to even survive in the Arctic, and there is no room for us to develop. I will use my life and soul to search for the only chance for the people. Even if I fail, I will not die twenty years too early. At least I won't have to worry about my descendants facing the same fate …"
It was still the same soft and sticky words, but Byron could hear a trace of sharpness hidden within. Sorrow welled up in his heart. Sophia still placed the future of the British above everything else, above life, above love, and above him, Byron.
The South American jungle had become the final barrier since the apocalypse. It had blocked the attacks of zombies and the invasion of mutated beasts. At this moment, it was blocking millions of Seafolk. Compared to the United States and Australia, there was no lack of water here. The Seafolk liked to fight in such an environment, but the countless trees and vines restricted the speed of the Seafolk's advance. Thousands of mutated beasts tried their best to devour these mutated plants, but new plants would grow every day. South America had the best performance on all the battlefields. Not to mention a million Seafolk, even a hundred million Seafolk might not be able to conquer it.
The Shrine of Darkness was the only power in South America. All the survivors who did not submit to the Shrine of Darkness had turned into bones. Millions of survivors lived the most primitive life around the Shrine of Darkness. They could survive like the Indians in the jungle, gradually changing to the Mayan civilization. Here, the highest authority was the Divine Right. Everyone was the servant of the Shrine of Darkness's Son. Every day, they had to offer ten of the purest babies to the Shrine of Darkness's Son as his servants. However, no one had ever seen these babies that were as pure as angels.
The Shrine of Darkness's Son was like the most cultured aristocrat sitting at the dining table. He had a snow-white napkin tied around his neck and was elegantly cutting the food on his plate. Even the strictest etiquette teacher could not find any flaws in his eating. When he put a piece of tender meat into his mouth and chewed carefully, a rare look of intoxication appeared on his delicate face, as if he was tasting the best truffle.
Next to his hand, there were ten pocket-sized hearts in a huge bottle. They were beating slowly under the operation of a low-frequency pulse emitter. Countless tiny transparent tubes were like blood vessels, flowing with blood. One could clearly see the heart inhaling and exhaling the blood. If one ignored this real fear, one who did not know better would think that this was a group of alternative high-tech toys.
"Only the flowing blood is the most delicious. Only the purest blood is the most delicious. Life is only meaningful if you can enjoy it like this every day, don't you think so?
Father … "
Drinking the blood in the goblet in one gulp and elegantly wiping the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, the bashful Holy Child smiled at the Great Elder like a girl next door. His respectful and submissive eyes flashed with a pure luster that was even more transparent than the purest ice and snow. It was impossible to tell that he had gracefully eaten the most delicious parts of the three babies a few seconds ago.
The Great Patriarch squinted his eyes and enjoyed the Cuban cigar in his hand. He did not care about the Saint eating human flesh and drinking human blood at all. The light that occasionally moved in his eyes showed that he was not immersed in the fragrance of the cigar but was thinking about something. Hearing the Saint's question, he smiled and nodded, saying, "Humans are the lambs of God. The fate of the lambs is to provide flesh and blood for the shepherd. The shepherd's responsibility is to protect the lambs from being taken away by the wolves. You are the Saint of the Divine Hall, and your will is the will of the lambs. But don't think of yourself as a human, so don't use the vulgar word 'life'."
"Ha, father is so interesting. Isn't father a human?
Yes, father needs my genes to break through the limits of human beings and become a higher life form. Unfortunately, my growth cannot be provided by human flesh and blood. I need the top evolvers, the most powerful mutants, and the highest-level merfolk. When I think of the flesh and blood of those top evolvers, I want to drool. Unfortunately, all the evolvers in the territory have been eaten, or else I can also satisfy my craving. "
The tone of the conversation between the two was gentle and warm, just like a father and son talking about their life ideals. However, the topic was creepy. The Saint of the Divine Hall was quiet, but his contempt and greed for human beings were even more chilling. As a human being, the Great Patriarch had obviously abandoned his human identity and was willing to cooperate with the man-eating beasts. The millions of South American survivors under the protection of the Divine Hall would never have thought that they were just food in the mouth of the respected Saint of the Divine Hall.
"Last time, you went too far. You shouldn't have done it in front of him, at least not before making sure that Flender was killed. Now we still have to face Flender's revenge. Peru and Chile have fallen, and the jungles are disappearing at a rate of 30 hectares every day. With the collapse of the US, more and more merfolk are gathering in South America. Next month, the jungles will disappear at a rate of 300 hectares. We have no evolvers, no army, and we don't even have the ability to resist. Once South America falls, we will have nowhere to hide.
The ten lambs that you need every day will be gone … "The Great Patriarch's tone became serious, but the Saint did not care. His beautiful eyebrows were slightly raised, and his dark red eyes flashed with a playful light. He raised his chin and said," Isn't that better? Isn't it better for us to hide in the Red Algae and enjoy the flesh and blood of the high-level merfolk every day?
My power is already so strong that I can ignore the high-level merfolk. It's not a problem for me to protect tens of thousands of people in the Red Algae. As long as my servants and I can suck the blood of the Blood Clan like parasites, so what if the earth is destroyed?
The reason why I killed Flender last time was for the flesh and blood of the top-level evolvers. If I can get it, it won't be considered a failure. When I can devour Delia and Eos, I believe that I will become even stronger, as strong as God … "
The Great Patriarch lowered his head helplessly. The Saint was born to oppose humans, and he had known this a long time ago. However, he also knew that if he wanted to obtain immortality and power, he had to cooperate with the Saint. Therefore, he had betrayed the entire human race and conspired with the Saint. However, he did not expect that the Saint had already shown signs of losing control, and this made him feel slightly afraid. It was not that South America did not have any evolvers. Perhaps when the Saint lost his last bit of patience, he, the former first apostle, would become the Saint's food.
"Then you have a chance. The Chinese are preparing to launch a surprise attack on the Hawaiian waters. They have a way to break the air blockade. Delia and Eos have already been confirmed to be dispatched. The Chinese also have top-level evolvers who are not any weaker than them …" Perhaps it was because he was afraid, or perhaps it was because the Saint was already out of his control, but the Great Patriarch finally revealed this piece of news.
"A trap?"
The Saint picked up the table knife with his fingers and turned it over in the red and white meat on the plate. His sensitive and pure eyes were secretly glancing at the Great Patriarch.
"Delia won't know your identity. The Chinese have guaranteed this. In addition, the Saintess will appear …"
"Dang …" The table knife in the plate made a crisp sound. The Saint was stunned. He stared at the Great Patriarch in confusion, and his pure eyes were a little more humane. The Great Patriarch continued, "There are two mutants. One is you, in the biological experimental base in South America. The other is a girl, in the core laboratory in Australia. Kluge tried to turn her into a biological weapon, but she was abducted by the Chinese. The two of you are the only two mutants …"
"In other words, the key for me to become a god is the Saintess. A god is unique, and the two of us are incompatible?
As long as I eat her? "
The Saint licked his lips with his dark red tongue, and his eyes were filled with greed and madness. The Great Patriarch did not speak anymore. If the Saint really treated him as a father and was willing to respect him wholeheartedly, he would explain some things with the Yin and Yang of China's Taoism. However, now, he would rather the Saint think of the law of the jungle.