Monster Synthesis Master

Warlord Dulu came to the other side of the island.

　　Compared with the muffled thunder from the energy overload of the time-space gate on the other side of the island, the neighing of alien legion hounds, and the impact of alien magic iron heads, this place is very quiet and there is no light pollution and sound pollution. In contrast, it is like heaven.

　　 When he came to the small building on the other side, Dulu stood respectfully, and through the light in the room, he saw a black shadow that was boiling on the glass.

　　 "My lord, Abu Dhabi asks me to greet you." Dulu, who was deeply unfathomable in front of Dean and Aziz, is now cleverly like a baby outside the house.

　　 The black shadow on the window disappeared quickly, and the only light in the room dimmed and disappeared.

　　 With the fire shining from the other side of the island, Dulu saw a black shadow suddenly appearing on the ground, like a ghost fire, swimming around him. The temperature of the air dropped suddenly, it was so cold that the soft ground was frosty with naked eyes, and Dulu could even breathe white air in his breath.

"I heard that you lost the attack? Tsk tsk tsk... it's really rare." Sombra's tone was joking, and as the war lord who attacked the wasteland, Dulu could only nod and bow his waist, taking all the banter and dare not show anything. Disobedience and dissatisfaction.

　　 Black Shadow is a person who wants to please his boss, his status and status are secretive, extremely mysterious, and he has never shown his true colors. Dulu only learned from Abuzha's few words that the alien in front of him is a pivotal figure in the entire alien. He acts casually, even without being controlled by the alien leader Thanos.

　　 Dulu knelt on one knee, his eyes resolutely said: "Last defeat, I have the trust of Lord Abu Dhabi. This time, I will sweep the wasteland!"

　　 The dark shadow made a harsh jerky laugh: "If the army vanguard and other war ambassadors cannot come to crusade the wasteland, then guess where will Abuzha send you?"

Sombra’s rhetorical question made Dulu's spine chill. Thinking of the alien's treatment of the defeated and the situation in the bitter cold land, Dulu couldn't help clenching his fists. This time he couldn't fail again. In any case, he must take the wasteland and capture it. Link, invite the adjutant Abuzha for credit.

　　 "My lord, if you have anything you need me, please tell me. Lord Abu Dha's command, your request has priority over the seizure of wasteland."

　　The dark shadows are swimming on the ground, wherever they pass, the ground is white with frost, and the chill is pressing.

　　 "Oh? As long as it is my order, will you execute it unconditionally?"

　　 Black Shadow's rhetorical question made Dulu's heart tense again. Rumor has it that the Dark Shadow Lord has a weird personality and a perverse behavior. If he is really given an unfinished task that prevents him from capturing the wasteland, it will be useless to be sent to the bitter cold planet by the trial team later.

　　 But the words have been released, and now he can't let him go back.

　　 The dark shadow made a sly laugh, and then slowly said: "Then I want you to give up attacking the wasteland...how?"

　　 Dulu's face was gray, his lips trembled, and he was already speechless.

"Hehe, it scares you. There are a lot of interesting things in this planet, but you should take action and don't waste too much time in the wasteland. Star searchers have found several low-level civilization planets in the Vatican Galaxy. Now, the army must always be on guard against the [First Order] offensive, and get things done early to avoid extra branches."

　　 The shadow disappeared after speaking, the surrounding chill disappeared, and the pressure lingering around Dulu disappeared.

　　 Dulu let out a foul breath, didn't dare to stay any longer, and left carefully, for fear that Lord Sombra would suddenly regret it.

　　 After walking away, Dulu felt that the pressure on his body was greatly reduced, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and looked back with lingering fear. This person is too evil. He does everything by his own will, and no one can check and balance.

　　The dark shadow returned to the room, and the lights suddenly lit up again.

　　 With black flames surging all over, he slowly opened a door and looked at the boy holding the little girl in the room. His voice was very tempting, like a devil who abducted a deal.

"Think about it. As long as you agree to my request, I will save your sister, so that she can talk like a normal person, and keep her healthy and longevity. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for her to run out of oil and lamps. Survive next month."

　　 The boy held his unconscious sister in his arms and looked at her pale cheeks and the slightly frowning eyebrows. He seemed to be able to feel the pain she was suffering now.

　　The shadow continues to bewitched: "This planet is full of sin and injustice. You and your sister have suffered so much, don't you want to break the rules of imprisonment and bring the world back to justice?"

　　 Sean was silent, just staring at his unconscious sister in his arms.

　　 "I will remind you again, if your sister does not receive treatment, after you think about it, I can't guarantee that she will be fine."

　　The dark shadow slowly exited the room, and just after two steps, a voice came from behind: "What is the price of curing my sister?"

The black shadow turned around swiftly, the black fire all over his body was surging, and his voice was excited and trembling: "The price is to accept my experiment. Then you will bid farewell to your weak body and thoroughly stimulate the treasures in your body. You will have extraordinary abilities and Lifespan, regardless of birth, old age, sickness and death, you can be with your sister forever."

　　 Sean's eyes flashed, heaven and man fought, and after a long time, his clenched hands finally stretched out.

　　 "How about, your result is..."

　　 Sean slowly raised his head, staring at the black fierce fire in front of him, and said his choice: "I want you to save my sister first."

　　 Black fiery fiery laughter: "No problem, you will be grateful for your wise decision. Your sister will usher in recovery! And you, will become the most versatile warrior in alien history..."

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　　 Esiah.

　　 After the efforts of soldiers and players, the work of clearing the battlefield has come to an end, and the next step is the reconstruction of the fortifications.

　　 After this battle, the front line ushered in a rare moment of silence.

　　 There are no more scattered shadow dogs on the beach, only the sound of the waves blowing in the wind.

　　Everyone is enjoying this rare silence. Players barter in the open space of Esiah city, or go to the barracks to hand over tasks. The soldiers held their guns and found a place to rest on their backs at will. The high-intensity defense in the past few days has made them exhausted, and only the spirit can cope with the next battle.

　　 The news of the big victory on the front line spread to thousands of households in the Free Federation following the post-war interviews and shooting by the staff of Shadu TV Station. In addition to the post-war shooting, during the large-scale alien attack, the cameraman on the TV tower also captured first-hand combat information, including the time barrier of the alien monster, the simple and overbearing attack method, and the number of shadow dogs. And the ability to collaborate are both impressive.

　　 Before, everyone only knew that there was an alien force that had been involved in the wasteland, but what kind of image it was, its strength, and no concept at all.

　　 However, after watching the battle scenes shot on the TV tower, the people of the wasteland realized the horror of the enemy.

　　With the strength of Shadu and Esiah itself, the Free Federation fell into a disadvantage after the start of the battle. Only a few powerful people and groups could barely resist the enemy's tide-like attack. The defense on the sea was once fallen, and the battle went deep into the southern slums.

　　 At this critical moment, the God of Touch Dragon appeared from the ground, and Link and the pet army descended from the sky, turning the situation around in one fell swoop.

　　 The alien army, which was like a broken bamboo before, is vulnerable to a blow in front of Link's pet army, and it is as crisp as paper.

　　 The viewers watching on TV were nervous, clenched their fists, and had a deep sense of substitution. For a time, they even felt that the wasteland had no chance of winning. But after seeing Link's bravery, the hanging heart finally fell. As long as Link is there, the wasteland can be held, and the alien has no chance of winning.

　　 The previous battles were all power struggles within the wasteland.

　　 But this time the Free Federation represents the entire wasteland, fighting the interstellar invaders.

　　 Even dissidents who did not agree with Link's ideas praised this battle, saying that Link kept the dignity of the wasteland.

　　 In terms of the entire wasteland, the Free Federation occupies about 80% of the population. So when the news of the Freedom Federation was reported, Link’s reputation reached a peak again. In addition, the Monster Security Company also opened a branch in the scattered place, so the news also spread to the place where the remaining 20% ​​of the population were located.

　　 Regardless of whether Link’s iron-fisted rule or monopoly methods are criticized, there is no doubt about his performance in this foreign-related war. Except for those who have no minds to take the opportunity to be embarrassed, no matter how unfavorable, other people will be more than a thumbs up, and give a compliment to the guy!

　　 Nothing is more happy than the people who have moved to New West Asia.

　　 When I saw from the TV screen that there was a fierce battle of such a scale in the homeland hundreds of miles apart, all of them were surprised, their hands clasped together in their hearts, and silently prayed for the head of state Link. If Link hadn't mobilized and arranged for them to evacuate, I am afraid that they would have become the dead souls of the war.

　　 News of the victory of the first confrontation spread all over the wasteland, and everyone was filled with a cheerful atmosphere. In the frontline camp, the soldiers are resting their energy and energy, and are also happy for a big victory. Only in the coach's camp, the atmosphere is serious.

　　 Others don't know what the alien is doing next, thinking that after the war, the alien will know how powerful the wasteland is, and choose to avoid the edge for the time being. But only Link understands that this time the alien's first battle is defeated, and the wasteland will usher in a stronger army and offensive.

This time the soldiers and players barely stopped the alien demon and shadow dog, but the next time the alien will send out stronger terrorist tacticians and banshees to face a stronger combined army. If the soldiers cannot upgrade their tactics and weapons and equipment , Players do not upgrade their level, then in the next confrontation, more than 90% of the soldiers and players will fall into the sand.

　　Using the sands of time to temporarily boost one's own power is one aspect. The transformed Shadow Dog can only quench thirst by drinking poison, and cannot solve the fundamental problem. Link even plans to find a few alien monster corpses to synthesize, temporarily increasing the strength of the team.

　　 Helen’s new weapons are being distributed, and players can purchase them using contribution points or waste coins. The'Sky Eye' satellite is still under development, and it is still some time before launch. In fact, this is not what Link is most worried about. Link is now most worried about the explosion of alien portals in Dragon City or Faye.

　　 This battle already requires him to come forward to turn around. If another portal appears, he will really be exhausted.

　　 Seeing Link's brows tightened, Benjamin and the Duke were also worried.

　　 Except for the three, plus Benjamin’s secretary, no one else knows that there is more information about aliens, let alone alien units.

　　 The ignorant is fearless.

　　Because they don’t know the enemy’s strength, everyone can burst into joy after victory.

　　 But also because he knew the depth of the enemy, the coach's camp was dead.

　　 Terrorist tacticians and banshees are stronger than alien demons, and terrorist tacticians are proficient in tactics and use tactics. Once attacked by such units, it will cause them a lot of trouble.

　　 Banshee is good at secret methods, can control enemy forces with weak mental abilities, and cooperate with terrorist tacticians to sneak, assassinate, and destroy, which is impossible to prevent.

　　, coupled with the army of alien monsters and shadow dogs, will only make people more headaches.

　　The formation of the stars can reduce the ability of the alien monsters. As for the ability of the banshee...

　　 Link hesitated a bit, wondering if he wanted to make the Dream Demon public.

　　 Sending the gluttonous feast, mysterious projection, and corrupting dreams of the dream monster can restrain the banshee's mind control, but once he appears, Link loses a hole card.

　　 Just when the three of them were in a bleak cloud.

　　 In the desert outside Esiah.

　　 Suddenly a circle of desert sinks downwards, and the vortex-like sinking forms a small quicksand, gradually expanding from one meter in diameter, forming a quicksand whirlpool of about ten meters.

　　 The players who were picking up waste nearby, keenly discovered the quicksand vortex in the desert.

　　 Many players all gathered around, excited and nervous in their eyes. The excitement is that this may be a special event with great rewards, and the nervousness is that it may be an alien trick.

　　 The players each took out their strongest weapons and guarded the sunken desert outer circle, UU reading www. uukanshu.com waited to move forward.

　　 The sinking quicksand is like a waterfall, and after the sand screen has passed, a crypt of a half-moon shape appears.

　　 All the players swallowed their saliva and looked nervously towards the crypt.

　　 suddenly.

　　 A fat parrot jumped out from the crypt, wrapped in a delicate and gorgeous gold robe, looking bloated, luxurious and rich.

　　 "Dear friends, my macaw is back~"

　　 Soon, the macaw was dumbfounded, and all the strangers around were holding guns at it.

　　The expressions on the faces of the strangers who were waiting gradually became more complicated, and then they pulled across.

　　 "Cut~ I thought it was something unexpected, it turned out to be Lao Jin! It's boring and boring, I slipped away first."

　　 "I slipped too, wait for me."

　　 For Lao Jin, players are still very familiar.

　　 As a talking parrot with Zuan's eighth level, Lao Jin is still very influential in the player community.

　　 And as one of the few NPCs that can interact with players and can issue tasks, it has also triggered a series of discussions among players.

　　 But after getting familiar with it, the players all know that this fat bird is not tuned and is whimsical all day long.

The surrounding players gradually left. The Macaw saw that the audience had all gone, and his grand debut was about to be over. He immediately panicked and shouted: "Hey don’t go, I’m not here alone this time, you guys. Keep your eyes open and take a good look at this lineup!"