Warlord Chapter 223 - New danger (to get a subscription)

The aged corpse wolf lay on top of a human body. From a distance, its lowered head looked like it was nibbling on a corpse. However, the other corpse wolves that were wandering along the riverbed of the canal did not know that their brethren had already extinguished their fires of life. The hunter became prey, and the corpse wolf's body, which was not young anymore, became his food.

It was a young man in his mid-twenties. He had short, aristocratic blond hair, but it was already smeared with dust, mud, and blood. The man wore a dark red leather robe that was torn in many places. From these cracks, one could clearly see the fibers of the fabric, as well as the alloy defensive layers that were hidden in circles around the robe's body.

This robe alone, its exquisite handmade and practical defensive properties, was not something that anyone could get in the wilderness. This was a man of status, but from the looks of it, this was not a simple man either.

After he roasted the corpse wolf's entire head, he forcibly tore off its chin, and then tore off the corpse's flesh. Then, along with the inedible fur, he put it into his mouth. After chewing for a while, his Adam's apple moved up and down and he swallowed it.

Even the refugees who did not plan for food in the wilderness would not be able to eat wolf meat like this. But Saurun did not care, or rather the will that now ruled the body did not.

That's right, this person who looked like a homeless person was the young noble, Saurun, from that day. After being killed, Andrew used a special potion to activate his cells, but Saurun, who had been revived, was no longer the same person he was before. What directed this body was a common will formed from countless cells of the disordered. This will looked at all living things in a frenzy, filled with the desire to kill. At the same time, it also possessed rudimentary intelligence, and retained the memories and emotions from before Saurun's death.

It was the memory of zero, and the feeling of revenge. This made killing zero the highest level mission in Saurun's Will.

From the ruins on the north side of the Windmill Town to the Shadow City, then to the west, all the way. The disorderly version of Saurun had more animal instincts, one of which was to lock on and track the scent. Of course, with his speed, he would not be able to reach Asgard in a short period of time. Thus, Zero only took a few days while Saurun took two months.

During these two months of travel, he crossed thousands of miles of the Western Wilderness. He would fight with the Corpse Wolves, Violent Bear, and Swordhorn Panthers for food. Wandering between the characters of the hunters and their prey, fighting against the vile natural environment, and even crossing the devilish desert, they were almost pulled into the sand by the Sand Scorpio, which was wreaking havoc in the desert, burying them alive.

Sand Devourers were close relatives of the Devourer Worms. They were smaller than the Devourer Worms, but their bodies were torpedo shaped. This allowed them to easily travel back and forth in the sand sea. These mutated insects ate sand as food, and after swallowing tons of sand into their stomachs, they would undergo a special digestive system to decompose the sand. After absorbing the radiation and heat from the sky, the sand would then be discharged from the anus of the body.

It was not an exaggeration to say that at least a third of the sand in the Devil Desert was the feces of these mutated insects.

However, unlike the Gold Swallowing Worm, the Sand Swallowing Worm was an omnivorous species. Swallowing sand and stripping energy were their main means of ingestion. But if living creatures pass through the desert and are discovered by them, the worm does not mind feeding on them. But the purpose of swallowing living things is not to fill the stomach, but for gene fragments in living cells.

The instinct to evolve drives the new era's organisms to swallow life to replenish their genes and evolve life patterns that are more adapted to the environment of the new era. However, the vast majority of living creatures required their own flesh and blood to complete their evolution, and the Gold-Eating Bug was no exception. However, their close relatives, the Sand Swallowing Worm, were clearly an exception. It was like stripping off the energy from the sand. After devouring the life forms, they would also strip off the most outstanding genes in the cells to make up for their inadequacies.

The Sand Swallowing Worm that lived in the Devil's Desert was now the third generation. In just a few decades, it had completed three large-scale evolution. If this was in the old era, it would take tens of thousands of years or even longer.

As for the third generation Sand Swallowing Worms, they were smaller than their predecessors, thus greatly saving energy consumption. As for the energy propulsion system at the end of the tail, when necessary, it could instantly accelerate, allowing them to catch their prey unexpectedly.

As they passed through the desert, Sauron came across a third generation, not just one, but a group. Saurun's speed was not fast, and his ability to move was greatly reduced as he traversed the desert on foot. Therefore, he could not escape the bugs' encirclement. But when the worm pulled him into the sand and tried to eat him. Unexpectedly, the insect that had swallowed Saurun spat him out a few seconds later.

After that, the other bugs lost interest in Saurun. The will that ruled Sauron did not understand what the worm was doing, and the lower intellect could not analyze the worm's behavior. A pure will of vengeance controlled Saurun to continue on after his body had escaped, and he left the desert ten days later.

The disorderly person's beast like intelligence didn't know that even though the Sand Swallowing Worm's recipe was a mess, there was still something it didn't eat, and that was the living corpse. As another mutation pattern of humans, the monster that was transformed from a corpse was the only thing that the Gold-Eating Bug was not interested in. The corpse that was filled with the smell of death didn't have the gene fragments that could aid the Gold-Eating Bug in replenishing itself.

There was only decay and death.

In fact, most of the mutated beasts had no interest in living corpses. Only a monster like the Nefarious Devourer who did not refuse was an exception.

Just like that, Saurun arrived at the Grand Canal of Bisius. He was already quite close to zero.

After chewing on the softest part of the corpse wolf's lower abdomen, Saurun's face was covered in blood. He dropped the carcass and stood up, his hand on the riverbed. After the dead wolf meat entered his stomach, the disordered person's cells that transformed into powerful digestive organs quickly secreted strong acid. The acid was rapidly decomposing the food, disintegrating the muscle fibers into proteins that were absorbed by Sauron's body. Hair and blood were released from the beneficial nutrients that would be absorbed by the organs of the body, and the useless parts would become purgatory and leave Sauron's body.

The disordered had a system that was comparable to zero in power absorption. The blood of this corpse wolf was enough to provide Saurun with about a week's worth of regular movement. Without a doubt, the disorderly person was a very powerful biological weapon. But they all have shortcomings, and the disordered man's instincts are too strong to control. Furthermore, their intelligence was low and they only knew how to act recklessly. They didn't know any tactics at all. With this kind of intelligence, he naturally wouldn't listen to any orders, much less carry out any missions.

Therefore, for André, the disorderly is only a product of a transition. On the basis of maximizing their instincts, they would modify and upgrade their intelligence, allowing them to carry out simple commands. That was the A5 Potion. As for the 4th Generation Man-made Magic Weapon made from A5 Potion, it was in fact the upgraded version of the disorderly.

But whether it was Saurun or the fourth generation Demon Soldier's probationary mode, it didn't matter. To Saurun, this was just a model for his experiments, but it was also a source of all kinds of reference data. All of this was just to serve the completed version of the fourth generation Demon Weapon, as well as the Demon Generals and Demon Lord level biological weapons.

After a few minutes of absorbing and distributing the energy, Saurun crawled like a beast out of the riverbed of the canal and headed towards the Julian Mountains.

And now, far away from Asgaritel, Zero did not know that a new danger was approaching him.

Asgard.

Soft and elegant music began to play. In the old era's black tape recorder, a needle was drawn on a spinning disc, releasing the sound of music.

A beam of light shot down and landed on Feng's body. Feng was dressed in a black suit and had a rose in his mouth. He danced with light steps and followed the music to a round dining table.

On the dining table, there were tall candlesticks decorated with beautiful decorative patterns. On both sides of the candlesticks, there were main dishes and a series of side dishes that emitted a fragrant aroma. It was obviously a candlelight dinner.

Beside the table, on a golden chair, a beautiful woman sat with her legs together on a rose-colored velvet cushion.

Sue wore a low-cut black dress with a close-fitting design that accentuated her curvaceous body. A pair of peaks on her chest were exaggeratedly supporting the collar of her dress, revealing a deep groove that could suck in a man's soul.

Feng came to Su's side, bent down like a gentleman, and invited Su to dance with him.

The scene changed.

Under the ambiguous pink light, Su slowly took off her dress, revealing a white body. She bit her lip, half smiling. Stretching out his finger, he made a "Come here" gesture. He backed away until he fell onto a large bed.

Feng was immediately overjoyed, and quickly took off all his clothes and threw himself onto the bed. On top of Sue's soft body, Maple kissed Sue's face, from her cheek to her earrings, from her lips to the underside of her neck.

The temperature of the air continued to rise.

Maple greedily kissed every inch of Sue's skin, moving from face to chest. The tip of his tongue glided over the fragrant skin, moving between the peaks of his chest, finally reaching the peak, passing over the pink cherries on the peak.

Feng, who was kissing madly with his eyes closed, suddenly heard a rough voice shouting, "Bastard, what are you doing?"

Feng was stunned, wondering when Su's voice had become so rough. So he opened his eyes, and what he saw was not nothing but a bear-like Mabel. Ma pei's black face was clearly a little red. Feng came back to his senses and realized that he was on Ma pei's body. For some reason, a puddle of water appeared on the black man's broad chest.

Feng, who immediately understood, became incomparably pale.

The next moment, Feng's scream came from the new recruit's dormitory. It was the sound of someone's beautiful dream being shattered.

Chapter end