Alien Knights

"No. 133, the ceremony is over."

Hearing the loud report of the shaman apprentice, Wayne Dunlop, standing on the observation platform of the ceremony hall, tapped the record book with a pen in his hand, and said, "Open the ceremony cabin."

A dozen or so believers divided into two groups, one on the left and one on the right, and came to a "coffin" made of granite.

They first put on special air-filtering masks, then lined up in two rows, grabbed the iron chain on the coffin stone cover, and while shouting, pulled the chain backwards forcefully.

Seeing the sarcophagus being pulled apart little by little, the apprentice shaman in charge of the on-site command swallowed nervously, and shouted loudly: "The guards are ready!"

Dozens of heavily armed soldiers of the battle group, holding large shields and spears, formed an airtight shield wall, aiming their arrows at the slowly opening sarcophagus.

The sarcophagus was first opened with a gap of three centimeters, and light gray smoke drifted out from inside, and quickly dissipated.

Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of stone slabs rubbing against each other, the gap quickly expanded to a size of half a meter. Looking down from the sky, one could clearly see that the inside of the coffin was filled with viscous black liquid.

These liquids seem to be alive, rolling, flowing and hovering in the confined space.

As the gap got bigger, the liquid in the coffin flowed faster and faster, and the amount of smoke spilled out increased.

A slender brown palm slowly rose out of the black liquid, followed by a forearm as solid as wood wax, and finally, a male elf face with a long scar on the right eye slowly emerged from the black liquid. slowly emerge.

Under everyone's amazed gaze, an elf with taupe skin and naked body slowly sat up from the sarcophagus.

Wayne Dunlop looked at the experimental results under the high platform, raised his eyebrows and whispered: "This is really rare, this time it's actually a dark elf..."

While shaking his drowsy head, the dark elf male coughed loudly, and a light black liquid was still flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The shaman apprentice walked to the back of the shield wall and shouted at the other party: "Tell me your name and identity!"

Looking at the group of people in front of him, the dark elf looked down at his body in a daze for a moment, then said in a low voice: "My name is Ackerman, and I volunteer to become a member of the Crusaders for the glory of the children of the gods." and fight."

The shaman apprentice opened the record book, and there was such a passage written on it.

『Ackerman Xiaokuola, twenty-seven years old, the leader of the Red Branch Chapter, voluntarily gave up his family name and personal wealth. Crusader Transformation Ritual Number 133. Physical condition before the ceremony: no hidden disease, no obvious talent, and has been inoculated with the ability of "flame breath". Strength evaluation: normal level; agility evaluation: slightly stronger than ordinary people; intelligence evaluation...』

After asking Ackerman some more questions, and after confirming that the other party's mind was normal, the shaman apprentice raised his head, looked at Wayne Dunlop on the high platform, and asked, "Mr. Dunlop, can the following test be performed?"

"Okay, let's go on."

The naked Ackerman first walked to the middle of a pile of dumbbells under the guidance of the shaman apprentice and began a series of strength tests.

Later, the shaman apprentice wrote on the record board: "The maximum snatch weight is 77 kilograms, and the evaluation is slightly stronger than ordinary people."

Next, is the weapon test.

Ackerman walked through a row of weapon racks, and finally selected a simple hunting bow.

Nocking the arrow and pulling the bow, only a sound of piercing the sky was heard, and the arrow shot by Ackerman penetrated the heavy arrow stack and penetrated deeply into the stone wall.

The shaman apprentice in charge of recording looked at the dark elf in surprise. But what happened next left him completely dumbfounded.

I saw that the second arrow shot by Ackerman accurately pierced the tail of the first arrow and divided it into two; the third arrow pierced the tail of the second arrow and divided it into equal parts again. the two halves of ; the fourth root, the fifth root, the sixth root...

As if by magic, Ackerman shot only one arrow in the quiver in a blink of an eye, and on the wall a hundred meters away, there was an extra "wooden flower" made of split arrows. flower".

The pen and paper in the hands of the shaman apprentice fell to the ground, and he said to himself: "This kind of archery, I am not dreaming..."

Ackerman took out the last arrow, and gently wiped the arrow with the index and middle fingers of his right hand, and the front end of the arrow was immediately wrapped in a blue-purple flame.

With the sound of the bowstring exploding, the arrow with the purple flame drew a brilliant tail flame in the air, and the moment it hit the wall, a ball of flame burst out so bright that people could ignore it.

Accompanied by violent explosions and burning sounds, the place where the arrow stacks existed turned into a blazing purgatory, and nothing remained.

Everyone in the ceremony hall looked at the scene in shock, and the huge space suddenly became silent.

Ackerman slowly put down the bow and arrow in his hand, looked at his hands, and said to himself sentimentally: "If... If I could have such an ability at that time, Casper would not have died like that before my eyes .”

While recording every detail of the experiment, Wayne Dunlop said to the dazed people around him, "Take No. 133 to the barracks, and pay attention to the dark elves' food taboos and environmental allergens. Also, clean up the place as soon as possible." , preparing for the conversion ceremony of the 134th crusader."

Seeing everyone busy with the matter at hand, Wayne turned and went back to his room, flipping through the experimental records and writing notes.

"The tyrant's living experiment (people here like to call it the crusader transformation ceremony) has been carried out to the 133rd, and the statistics of the experiment are as follows. 』

"Among the 133 experimenters, 4 of them died physically before the ceremony ended; 11 of them completed the transformation ceremony, but their nerve centers were damaged to varying degrees, showing dementia, amnesia, rage and even Self-harm, had to take special measures to deal with it. 』

"The remaining 118 subjects have shown great success in variety! Among them, 32 experimental subjects were transformed into orcs, 25 experimental subjects were transformed into werewolves, 19 experimental subjects were transformed into elves (including light elves and dark elves), 13 experimental subjects were transformed into tauren, and 15 experimental subjects were transformed into elves. One body was transformed into a lizardman, 7 subjects were transformed into harpies, and 2 subjects were transformed into gorgons...』

"These titles are all from the mouth of the holy king, but I have to say, they sound simple and easy to understand, and they are very vivid. 』

"Let's talk about the classification of the results of the transformation ceremony. 』

"The 118 survivors gave birth to transformation bodies of more than a dozen races. This seems to be random and untraceable, but I still concluded some patterns from it. 』

"According to my deduction, in the gene pool inside our body, human genes occupy an absolutely dominant position, perhaps as high as 90% or more. The remaining 10% or even less of the genes belong to non-human genes. 』

"Tyrant virus is a substance that attacks and devours human genes, and at the same time selects an alien gene body with the most remaining non-human genes for assembly and replication. 』

"Let me give you an example. If a person's body contains 90% human genes, 5% orc genes, 2% werewolf genes, and 1% elf genes...then the tyrant will choose the orc genes as the copy object, and the experimental The body transforms into orc form. 』

『And the supernatural bacteria played a very important auxiliary role in the transformation process. If an experimental subject with dominant orc genes is injected with power-enhancing bacteria before transformation, then after he transforms into an orc, he will be stronger and bigger than others of the same kind. If an elf is infused with the flame power before transforming, he will be able to use a series of abilities related to flame more conveniently, and have extremely high flame resistance. 』

"The problem now is that before the transformation ceremony, we didn't know the result of the transformation of the experimental subject at all, which caused great restrictions on the selection of abilities for the experimental subject before the transformation ceremony. 』

『For example, metal skin is an extremely powerful ability. If it is used on orcs or werewolves, it can turn their bones into hard metal, making them invincible. However, if this kind of ability is distributed to the elves, severe allergic reactions will occur. Due to the existence of metal bones in the body of the experimental subject, elemental abilities similar to fire, lightning, and frost will be seriously disordered, eventually causing the elves death. 』

"About the results of injecting the Sutherland archaea into the experimental subjects..."

After writing this, Wayne Dunlop frowned deeply. He hesitated for a moment, then tore off the page with this line written on it, and burned it directly on the candle to ashes.