After the Global Evolution, I Stand at the Top of the Food Chain

93/Seven Streams

Lu Yan felt that compared with the pollutants in the distance, there was one thing that was imminent.

"It's okay, don't make clay *me." He said sternly.

The non-existent fist of the system is hardened: [I call you Lord, how come this is a clay sculpture, this is love, it is love! ]

The moon overhead was indeed shrouded in a tinge of red. Whether in China or the West, the red moon is always associated with ominous.

Annoying flies buzzed and led the way.

On the road leading to the manor, the road kept getting narrower, and the thorns on both sides of the road became more and more dense, with dark black barbs. From time to time, small animals scurried in between, making rustling noises.

Lu Yan's clothes are made of special leather from the Eighth Research Institute. The skin was peeled off from the cattle that had turned into pollutants. It was said that the barbs on the roots and stems of the plants could not be pierced by the next psionic weapons, but now they were cut and drawn by black thorns.

‌For fear of being stabbed and bleeding, Lu Yan made a circle of fish scales grow on his legs. Golden, slightly reflective.

Yanbei scratched curiously with the small tentacles on her hair: "Is Lu Yan a fish?"

He scratched Lu Yan a little.

The system was stunned: [Okay, so exciting. ]

Lu Yan: ?

System: [I'm talking about pollutants in the distance, don't think about it. ]

Lu Yan: "As I said, when I return to China, I will contact the Third Research Institute to do a talent transplant operation."

[…]

[Croman Manor has been the gathering place of the Society since the 16th century. Several masters of the past were burned to death on the cross. Generally speaking, the wife is childless and the husband has not yet divorced. ‌It's not okay to be half male. The same goes for the couple who are now pollutants. The merchants did not want their ocean-going company to have no successor, so they became true believers in order to inherit their inferior foundation. According to real guidance, he got something special. ]

[Anyway, the wife is pregnant. However, she also began to distort, and the merchant had to find a place to hide her. ‌This selects the haunted Croman Manor. I also invited my friend from the real meeting, that is, the doctor, to wait for the arrival of the new student. ]

[In the second year of pregnancy, the wife has been completely transformed into a pollutant. Unfortunately, she is just a low-level pollutant without feelings. She was locked in the basement of the manor, waiting for the birth of the child in her womb. ]

[As all the maids know, the mistress of the manor is mad. Delivering meals to her is well paid, but also dangerous. ]

[These maids are all Filipino maids, or girls from some coastal provinces. He was driven by his family to earn money to support his family in Europa. I have no relatives or reasons here, and I don't speak West. No one's going to die, so it's a good hostess' dinner. ]

[My poor girl, poor sacrifice. ]

[If there is no accident, this fetus can be born, but the accident still happened...]

Speaking of this, the system lowered its voice: [There are three bosses in this deputy. I think you've guessed it, doctor, businessman and wife. Your task is to let your wife give birth to "eyes". Wipe the self-consciousness of the eyes again, so that we can change to a pair of beautiful eyes, my treasure. ]

"This doesn't seem to be the same as the information given in the documentation."

The system sneered: [If it's the same, what do you want me to do? ]

Lu Yan began to pray that the peak pollution value in this area should only be 6,700 as shown in the data, otherwise it would be really difficult to end.

He glanced at the cell phone signal, which, unsurprisingly, went "no service."

Another day, we must find a way to remind the technical department, otherwise it will start to be unreliable every time it is critical.

[Your reminder is useless, this is not a technical problem. ]

After passing through the woods, there is a dark lake in front of you. On the central island in the center of the lake stands a Gothic-style castle, and the top minaret is covered with crosses.

Michael pondered, and said, "The cross it is hanging on is a little too old."

Silver Gun let out a cough. "Gentlemen. There is no road from the lake to the castle. I'll look for a boat."

Michael interrupted him: "Don't be so troublesome."

He carried the epee behind his back, his white wings spread out, and there were faint golden feathers at the bottom.

Michael spread his arms and motioned Lu Yan and Yanbei to hurry over: "I have done special training, and it is no problem to fly within 300 catties with a load. You can send it here."

Lu Yan frowned: "Do you have to use a clip? Can you use the  method?"

Before in the Mermaid Club, he was taken by Yang Tianxin; later in the research institute, he was taken by 01 again; the experience was very poor.

Michael hesitated: "It's okay to hug, but you'd better not say it on social networking sites. I have a lot of fans and may scold you."

That's what I really want, Michael.

Lu Yan hugged Yanbei, Fang looked at him suspiciously, a small white flower bloomed on top of his head.

He was heavier than Lu Yan had imagined.

[After all, it is a tree, not a person. ]

Michael hugged Lu Yan again and flew up from the ground.

The weight of the two people in his arms was far more than 300 pounds, so that he flew crookedly, as if he could fall from the air at any time.

The system choked up: [Your first high-altitude flight, you didn't even give the dog dragon! ? ]

Lu Yan asked with a blank face: "Then I'll jump off to observe the festival? Remember to set up a memorial archway for me today."

After speaking, he lowered his head and looked at the lake below.

The lake was dark in color, with disgusting pustules floating on its surface, and many small whirlpools.

These vortices keep spinning in the swamp, like eyes full of maliciousness, staring at them for a long time makes people dizzy.

On the shore of the lake not far away, the old hunter took off his hat and waved at them.

Because the water below was dirty, Lu Yan couldn't help but tighten Michael's grip, and accidentally pulled off a golden feather.

While Michael didn't notice, Lu Yan secretly stuffed the feathers back.

Michael glanced at him and said, "Since the feather is gone, you can take it. When this feather is on fire, it can trigger the talent of Holy Light, which can briefly drive away the pollutants."

[Limited range: Contaminants weaker than Michael. ]

It can be seen from this that Michael is indeed a relatively comprehensive nurse-type fighter, no wonder he has the confidence to lead newcomers to the next mate.

The gate of the manor was dilapidated, and the iron fence was entwined with thorns.

The sign at the door reads: Private manor, please do not enter.

When I got closer, I found that there was a person nailed to each of the crosses in this manor. When these people were dead, only a skeleton frame was left in the wind and the sun.

Michael pulled out the red heavy sword behind his back, and cut off the chain that was not very strong.

The door lock made a slight sizzling sound as if it was burnt. The thorns wrapped around it were cut in half, and the juice that flowed out was also bright red like blood.

[The thorns of resentment and distortion, the polluted wild plants, the pollution value is 1500. Renewable and refined, it can become one of the main materials for fishing nets. ]

[Where they grow, there are often people who died in vain. ]

Michael took out the detector. At this time, the surrounding pollution value had risen to 3500.

He turned his head and instructed: "I'll lead the way ahead, you follow, don't get lost."

After speaking, Michael was still not at ease. He took off a few golden feathers and handed them to Lu Yan and Yanbei.

Yanbei whispered back a thank you, thought about it, and secretly opened his arm with a knife.

Permeable blood flowed out, much like mineral water.

Six small white flowers bloomed on top of his head.

Yanbei picked ‌, gave Lu Yan 5, and reluctantly gave Michael 1.

"This, you can eat it." He explained softly.

Lu Yan got 3 feathers and 5 flowers without doing anything.

[In return, you can give them golden scales. You are a koi after all. ]

Lu Yan felt that even if he was a koi, based on his past experience, he should be a debuffed koi.

‌Therefore, this act of killing was not attempted.

The moonlight seems extra bright today.

In the dilapidated garden, the fountain has dried up, revealing some large stone patterns carved at the bottom. Lu Yan glanced at it, and the pattern on it was not a traditional rose or acanthus leaf, but a tentacle covered with tumor.

‌As a relief, at first glance, it seems that there are actually octopus tentacles lying at the bottom of the garden.

[Ocean shipping done by merchants, there is some ancient sea worship. Under the esteem of true religion, he believed in an old **** without a name. The appearance of this old **** was indescribable, and the most important thing that appeared in the body was the tentacles. ]

[It's also a pity that he didn't live long enough for Shen Qingyang to become a pollutant. Otherwise, you won't be mad when you see it. ]

Michael pushed open the castle gate.

The castle was unsurprisingly dark, and as soon as you entered the door, it was a square like a church, and the glass windows around the dome and the dome shone a hazy moonlight. Coupled with the seemingly non-existent baby crying outside, it has a horror movie atmosphere.

Lu Yan has night vision, and he can see a few things. There is a huge cross in the center of the hall, on which hangs a tall and excessive person, at least 3 meters high.

Chains dangled from the ceiling, binding his limbs, and two long, sharp steel spikes pierced the corpse's eyes. The bright red wings behind the corpse drooped without a trace. His feet are no longer human-like, but tubular-like objects like tree roots, hanging down to the ground.

Two lines of blood and tears flowed from the shriveled corpse.

[Clearly, this is a highly distorted apocalypse. Michael next to you should be more familiar with him...]

[The three bosses in the castle have different demands. However, the attitude of foreigners is the same. ]

Michael looked at the door for a long time: "No, it's the 22nd century and still don't install electric lights? Live-action dramas don't play like this anymore."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and turned on the strong light flashlight.

After illuminating the person on the cross, Michael gasped suddenly.

He spread his wings and took off in an instant.

Michael's hands trembled slightly, and tentatively placed his fingers under the nose of the man on the cross.

Not breathing.

Although he had guessed it long ago, Michael still couldn't hold back the giant sword in his hand: "U, Uri."

In ancient religious myths, there are four archangels on the side of God, Jehovah.

Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, Uriel.

Myths cannot be tested, but at present, there are indeed four such apocalypse.

In the early days of the pollution disease, they awakened to the same event and grew angel wings.

This is a gift from the unknown. For decades, they have been protecting the Quartet with their own flesh and blood.

The names of the four archangels are almost as loud in foreign countries as Tang Xun'an is in China.

"Uri is my comrade-in-arms. He disappeared twenty-six years ago. When he disappeared, his spiritual threshold was 6100. The headquarters searched for a long time, but there was no news. After investigating the past emails, he found that he had been tracking down the real person in private. teach…"

"Zhengjiao is a religion that was popular in the peninsula in the last century, and its content is related to esotericism. At that time, Bliss and Realism were in the east and west of the world, absorbing many Believers. Now these two churches are regarded as cults. The leader of the former is a notorious S-level pollutant, God. But the true religion seems to be the Apocalypse, code-named Yahweh. Compare yourself to God."

Michael's gaze fell on Uriel's abdominal cavity. There stood a finely crafted dagger, carved with roses and wild lilies.

This is Uriel's dagger, a Grade A psionic weapon called Hellfire.

"Uriel committed suicide. He felt that his disease was going to exceed the limit, so he committed suicide... But someone hung his body here." Michael's expression became colder, "No weapon was taken. Uri Column's psychic weapon, Hellfire, contaminants has a fire-eroding effect, so it's the work of sane high-level contaminants."

He pulled out the dagger, dropped it back to the ground, looked at Lu Yan and Yanbei, and finally handed the dagger to Lu Yan.

"Take it, and return it to me after you leave." Michael said.

[Hellfire, A-level psionic weapon. ]

[Congratulations, you have briefly possessed the strongest dagger so far in human beings. It has really been bathed in the blood of God for a short time, so all pollutants have the properties of burning and erosion. Except spiritual. If it weren't for Uriel, the child in his wife's womb would have been born 26 years ago. ]

[Isn't that cool? ‌, try it. The first floor of the castle is the territory of merchants. The 2nd and 3rd floors belong to doctors. The basement is the maternity room of the wife. ]

[Now, the merchant is released by the doctor. ]

The moon seemed to disappear from the sky, and the interior was pitch black.

Yanbei's hair was tightly wrapped around Lu Yan's arm.

Michael frowned and lit the lamps on the wall in turn.

Lu Yan said softly, "My talent warning has sounded."

Almost the second after he finished speaking, the floor cracked a gap nearly 1 meter wide.

A cloud of semi-permeable mucus was squeezed out from the ground, much like a half-developed egg. The egg white was covered with bloodshots, and there were round eyeballs hanging from the yolk.

Lu Yan took off the bow and arrow behind him, and shot out an arrow.

The silver arrowhead pierced the eyeball and burst into a cloud of blood.

[Look at those eyes. ] The system gives a reminder, [Looking directly at them will exacerbate the rate of increase in the degree of lesions. ]

This is obviously not the entire body of the businessman. The mucus continued to pour out, and soon spread out on the ground, like waves, rushing towards them.

[Businessman, pollution value 6100. Lesion direction: mucilage. ]

[I hate to admit it's still human. I think its pathological direction is the reincarnated slime of pollutants. ]

[Out of thousands of eyeballs, one is its body. This mucus is his gastric juice. It has strong corrosiveness and strong pollution. You said it would be nice if you could fly. ]