Eat a living person.

Moreover, the object of being eaten is the grandson who has his own genes.

Although this is not the descendant born of being born with another woman in the true sense, Fang Yujie said that a row of scholars will be your other son.

It's ridiculous, but it actually happens in front of you.

"Of course, you can also not choose glory."

Fang Yujie did not care about the strange expression on Lin Xiang's face and continued: "You can obtain new evolutionary sources from other non-blood-born objects. However, as the gene source body, the imprisonment effect caused by radiation will produce completely different evolutionary acceleration effects on other blood-transformed individuals. Their evolution speed will be much faster than normal. The reason is very simple. These transformed individuals do not need to undergo a new environmental adaptation. The optimization choice of the virus completely ignores the threat brought by radiation, and even has a disguised effect enhancement effect.

The mutation speed is naturally impossible to be the same as the old days. However, if you want to choose the fastest evolution object from them as the fusion target, a few milliliters of blood are not enough. In this regard, there is no second choice, and the only way is to eat them as you just said."

Standing at the top of the huge rock, Bergson looked at the wilderness in the distance with expressionless face, letting the cold wind hit his body wantonly, as if the rocks under his feet were completely solidified, without any movement.

His eyes were very strange. The middle part of the eyeball wrapped in white was no longer a dark brown one. As an indispensable part of human visual effects, it has been replaced by a vertical pupil that runs from top to bottom through the entire eye socket, similar to a lizard. A tightly sac is attached to a layer of light green scaly thyroid cortex, which is manipulated by countless nerves. The central pupil, controlled by the eye socket, rotates back and forth on the 180-degree plane inside the eye socket, and observes every trace of change that can be captured with vigilance and shock.

Two eyes observed two different target areas at the same time. This was simply unimaginable for Bergson in the past. However, at that time, he should have been considered a real human.

His body has basically not changed much as before. In addition to being transformed into an alien and thus having excellent vision, the facial structure still maintains a handsome and upright outline. His body is taller, with limbs and torso in the most perfect golden ratio. The toned large tui and the surface of the arms protrudes a piece of solid and hard muscle. Every movement, even if you wave your hand or raise your feet, will cause severe and thick fibers to the surface of the skin. As a relief from this excessive power consumption, it will cause vibrations to bones and other body organs. The knees, elbows, shoulders, and neck, and more than a dozen finger-sized polyester hoses. Their main function is to release pressure, and the artificial blood vessels installed therein can also speed up the blood flow rate and provide the body with more oxygen.

Apart from his name, Bergson could no longer find the same trace as in the past.

He did not forget the surname "Luton". However, except for himself, the entire family has become weakened and indifferent in the depths of memory. In addition to his deceased parents and those once familiar relatives, Bergson is simply like a passerby to them.

Wearing a tight combat suit with excellent texture and exquisite workmanship. On the conspicuous position on the left, a bright sword-shaped cross was embroidered with gold thread. A light blue jacket was cut and ironed to set off the toned body curve. At the bottom of the cuffs of the clothes, the palms were slightly bent inward and half-clenched into fists. On the outside of the arm, there were three colloidal hoses each connected the upper and lower arms together. Occasionally exerted force at the fingertips or palms, there would be a mass of ping-pong ball-sized body fluids, wrapped around a large amount of nutrients and oxygen, and quickly replenished the body parts that needed them the most.

The Luton family and the "Sword of God" have always had secret contacts. Whether it was Sosbia or Ferdinand at that time, they had no fondness for the church. These guys with swords and crosses were all crazy believers. Their so-called bilateral trade could only provide "Jet" a kind of goods. However, at some point, the "Sword of God" would sell out all kinds of miscellaneous things they robbed from other captured settlements at a very low price.

These things are very cheap. Although they are not large in quantity, they occupy a considerable proportion of the Luton family's territorial trade. In addition, those parasitic believers who were loyal to the church at that time, although Bergson really lacked a favor with the "Sword of God" and extremely disliked these guys who called themselves "God" agents. However, when the family territory was completely destroyed, there was no inner support or foreign aid, the only one who could be regarded as the last target, was the church.

There has always been a mutual aid relationship between the Joint Doctors Association and the "Sword of God". Of course, the contact between them is not public, mainly because there are people at the top of the association and the church who are skeptical of this "cooperation". They do not fully believe each other, but because of some reasons, they have to obtain the resources or technology they need from their right hand through transactions. Especially the Joint Doctors Association, their position seems neutral and is also between the Knights of the Skeleton and the church, but overall, they have largely turned to the church.

However, as far as Bergson knows, this kind of relationship like "mi-moon" actually lasted for only more than a year. It seems that some change occurred within the United Association, which caused the former supreme leader President Josephine to lose power, and the hidden opposition force gained control and launched a comprehensive cooperation with the "Sword of God".

To put it bluntly, this is actually an alternative way of trade.

The Joint Doctors Association disclosed all the formulas and production processes of the third-level enhancement agent to the Church. At the same time, a special person was sent to provide medical guidance to the Church's transformation soldiers. In exchange, they needed to obtain a sufficient number of corpses and living people from the "Sword of God". No one, including Bergson, knew what these things were useful to the Association of Doctors Association?

But one thing is certain that the "goods" they need are not synthetic living organisms made of biotechnology in the traditional sense, but natural persons born from the mother and born in the wasteland world for at least five years, under normal intercourse between men and women.

These things were learned later. When the Yinyue City army invaded Galgasone Castle, he was in a state of great confusion about the future and reality. He didn't know whether he should choose to surrender or escape, or lead the remaining family armed forces to resist to the death. Because of the strong survival trend, coupled with a priest who has been stationed in the castle for many years and has been engaged in commercial contacts with the Luton family, he finally chose to join. "Sword of God" became a high-level monk who still had doubts about the existence of the gods, but was forced to wear blue holy robe.

For a long time, Bergson, like other monks, knelt down before the blood cross and received religious brainwashing. He was once imitated and despaired about the future, and even wanted to induce the sect to launch a full-scale attack on the Longteng Empire. This kind of fanaticism and bloodthirst that is extremely similar to ordinary monks."

The upper-level managers of the church were very satisfied with him and took him as a key training target to take care of him.

It was at this time that Bergson finally learned the real reason why the priest brought himself out of the castle at that time.

The so-called crazy believers are not just because of God's absolute worship. In fact, since the origin of religion in ancient times, there has never been a lack of absolute support for God.

Faith, just want to change the current situation, fantasize about getting spiritual hun in the future or in the next life,

Sublimation, never escape from difficulties, and gain more illusory sustenance of happiness and happiness. In peacetime, having a large number of believers means that the church can have a status that transcends secular power. In the wasteland and "believers" are no longer limited to worship in the ordinary sense, but also adds desires and demands for power, mutation, violence and killing, etc. Only crazy believers under the sting of material interests can form a huge military group like the crusaders in ancient times. To kill, chop, but destroy all hatred and jealousy,

Fraud, greed, and sin caused by all this are the most urgent materials God needs to use to build heaven.

The entire clan was destroyed and the territory was completely annexed. From the high-ranking clan lord, he fell into a small person who could only live in the monastery. In any aspect, Bergson was the most standard believer who meets all requirements. Especially under the sting of many expectations, it is easy for people to have extremely terrifying fanatical beliefs, as well as strong delusions of possession and domination. In this case, as long as he is given a strong body, he can completely control it from the spirit and belief. This is also the real reason why the priest brought Bergson back and the "Sword of God".

No one can guarantee whether those who become believers driven by hatred and interests can truly become chess pieces needed by the church. But in the history of the recorded biography of powerful figures, they all have two, three, and even more comprehensive individuals with such qualities. Bergson's family background and experiences show that he is the most suitable owner of power. Naturally, after the persuasion of the priest and the cardinal, coupled with the scolding and reprimanding of the future and common enemies, for nearly six hours of doctrine propaganda.

Bergson finally firmly believed in his belief, bent his knees and knelt before the statue, holding a silver cross in his hand, and under the dim yellow candlelight, he completed his oath of allegiance to the supreme god.

Renovation, no feeling, no pain.

When I woke up, my body had become what I am now.

Bergson could feel that

The power is surging back and forth in his body.

Like a group of uncontrolled wild horses, they are flowing back and forth between muscles, nerves and blood vessels, roaring and wanting to vent, destroy, kill, and destroy all living creatures that exist in this world.

"Your power is equivalent to a five-star parasite."

This was what the Cardinal said to him just as he sat up from the sickness and stroked his body back and forth with his trembling fingers.

The wind roaring in his ears dragged him back to the real world from his past memories. Looking at the thick-out buildings in the distance, Bergson's fearsome linear vertical pupils slowly flowed out a trace of melancholy and sorrow that only he could understand.

Strength often represents identity.

This point, from the hammer-shaped lightning sign sewn at both ends of the collar, has been proved that only members of the Inquisition are qualified to wear this shape. This also clearly shows that one's current identity is a fearful verdict.

Behind him, below the slope formed by the rocks, there were more than 300 armed monks who had taken enhancement potions and live ammunition. This force was enough to destroy any medium-sized settlement in the wasteland world.

Night gradually descends.

The villages in the wilderness are also completely silent from the hustle and bustle of the day to the dark world. Occasionally, yellow lights, whispers and whispers from several windows, mixed with the chirping of insects at night, and the long howling of wild beasts coming from afar, forming a potentially chaotic music.

"Bang"

The rough and dull gunfire broke the silence that had just fallen down on the field. Following the slender flames from the surface of the rocks in the distance, the sentry standing on the guardrail in the north of the village suddenly exploded, and his hands were helplessly waving in the air, stumbled to the guardrail, and turned over and fell.

Neatly dressed Bergson walked forward silently. Behind him, hundreds of armed chessmen scattered like hungry wolves, running towards the village where chaos and screams broke out in the distance. They relied on each other to form a cover and shot down the villagers who climbed up the tower to operate machine guns one after another. Several powerful heavy grenades were thrown out, and while dazzling orange-yellow fire broke out in the night sky, the air quickly spread out the strong smell of blood, and there were even screams and begging at the top of their lungs.

, "Kill all the stubborn resisters and try to force these people to surrender. Living people" is worth more than dead people. The reason why such orders is issued is entirely because of the transaction between the "Sword of God" and the Joint Association of Doctors. Although Bergson did not quite understand why those doctors made such requests, with his knowledge and some knowledge of biomedical research, it can be vaguely guessed that this is probably caused by the differences in physical characteristics between copying people and natural people.

This village once belonged to the family alliance. However, its current ownership is the five-clawed Tenglong flag on the roof of the highest building in the central Longteng Empire village in the south, which is the best proof.

There is no army, only more than 30 militiamen who have undergone primary blood transformation and have "second and third-level evolutionary forces." In addition, three wooden towers erected in front and behind the village, as small settlements with a population of only about 200, under normal circumstances, this level of defensive power is actually enough.

A young man in his twenties was hiding in the shadow of the house. He stepped on his brisk steps and suddenly rushed to Bergson from the side like a ghost. He swung a thick steel pipe in his hand, swinging heavily to his head. According to the standards of evolutionists, both strength and speed are the strongest. Unfortunately, from the moment he took a step, his body had been clearly captured by Bergson's keen vertical pupils. He seemed not to notice the steel pipe that was slashed in the air with a heavy wind sound. He just raised his left hand at an outrageous speed, tightly holding the tube that had hit him in front of him, like an iron plier. The corner of his closed mouth also faintly emitted a cruel sneer.

Before the young man could move, Bergson had disappeared from his eyes. He held the steel pipe back with a fierce hand and flew to the other party at an incredible speed. A heavy uppercut punch, like a shell that was coming out of the chamber, hitting the other party's abdomen. Suddenly, the young man's body was completely arched as if he was hit by a heavy hammer. His eyes immediately widened, and his mouth was wide open. Before he could scream, Bergson, whose strength and speed were far superior to him, was in front of him.

Fang appeared, poked out his left hand and grabbed his throat accurately, lifting the whole person high above the ground. He laughed twice, grabbed the other person's left shoulder with his right hand, and tore it from the middle of the neck with a strong killing stinged by blood. The tightly-pieceed skeletons, joints, muscles and skin, together with the blood and various organs wrapped in it, spread out from the middle of the suddenly split cavity, and tear it in half.

Gunshots, fire, shouting

The monks with a passionate face rushed into the house, and then bursts of dense gunfire, as well as violent collisions of objects falling from high places. Among them, there were also the sound of clothes being torn apart, as well as the women's painful and desperate pleading and screaming. Later, the monk who gradually became helpless under the control of violent forces was the first to vent his hopes. When he walked out of the room with satisfaction, there were always other people who were crowding outside to collect various spoils and rushed into the room, rushing into the room, and continuing the same tyrannical content in the increasingly loud screams.
Chapter completed!