edge of pure land.

Chapter 399 Who are you?
When Lu Buer realized the crisis, he turned his head and met the pair of eyes flowing with blood. The strong sense of death came with the wind and sand, infecting half of his face.

In an instant, the left half of his face became severely dehydrated and withered as if it had experienced thousands of years of weathering. The skin flakes fell off like debris, revealing the white bones.

According to legend, in ancient Egypt, especially during times of life disasters, people were often infected with the corruption virus and gained cursed powers. They were like demons returning from the underworld, and they only needed to breathe lightly at people and the person would turn into a skeleton.

Today, this rumor is still circulating on both sides of the Nile River, and legends similar to the Pharaoh's Curse are discussed from time to time. In fact, this seemingly strange ability is nothing more than a conceptual change of the Eye of Death, and its name is Withering.

Fortunately, Lu Buer possesses an immortal body and the truth-level alien magic from the evolutionary chain of the God of Origin. To use gaming terms, this means that the basic values ​​are maxed out. Even if half of his face has been completely rotted and weathered, his flesh and blood can be regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Cells proliferate wildly, and vitality surges.

At this moment, there was a loud bang!
Gravel exploded in front of the golden beast's territory. Tiny grains of sand actually penetrated the protection of the electromagnetic field, pierced through his body, and tore through his flesh and bones.

The severe pain made his eyes go black.

Countless tiny grains of sand gathered together in his body and gripped his heart!

Puff.

The huge force directly crushed Lu Buer's heart. He suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood from his throat. The blood was mixed with fragments of internal organs, which was shocking.

"Die."

At this moment, dust and gravel were shaking and gathering on the ground.

The man hiding in the ruins finally stood up, because he knew that in order to kill an evolver with an immortal body, he must destroy his brain and heart together.

Along with the shaking of the earth, this human body crouched and ran like a cheetah, with a vast amount of dark matter gushing out from behind him, as if he began to transform from a human form to that of a White Walker.

The sixth-level overlord, the skeleton giant.

The flesh and blood of this human being was seen being devoured by the dark matter. His white bones proliferated and grew, making teeth-grinding noises, crackling like a string of firecrackers.

But the difference is that there is still some flesh and blood on the skull of this skeleton giant, but it is not the same face as before, but a distorted, black face.

"After the human body turns into a strange ghost, its face will change?"

Lu Buer vomited blood again, and this incredible thought flashed through his mind.

But what was even more incredible was that this face seemed a little familiar.

Human memory is like a hard disk that is easily demagnetized. No one can remember everything that happened after birth. Unimportant information will often be selectively forgotten, leaving only the most impressive fragments, sealed deep in the mind. But even so, as people grow up, some experiences that were once thought to be unforgettable will become insignificant and become a thing of the past.

Just like sand washed by the tide, what remains at the end will always be less and less.

Most people are like this, including Lu Fuji.

If he were in his normal state, he would definitely not be able to remember it.

But now he was still in the profound state of the Divine Ashes Technique. With the infinite computing power, he easily recalled the once forgotten memories, and his expression became stunned.

Because he had seen this black man before.

Not after breaking out of the cocoon.

But it was five hundred years ago.

That was three months and four days after Lu Buer was first diagnosed with cancer. His parents took him to participate in a genetic optimization program at a private hospital in San Francisco, USA.

At that time, besides him, there were 34 other patients, from different countries and with different races, but they were all fellow patients with the same disease and got along well with each other.

At that time, the black man also gave him a piece of chewing gum.

那天是6月12日，下午5点34分57秒。

The man in black is a retired soldier. He was quite strong back then. He had a necklace around his neck that symbolized his status and tattoos on his arms.

Scattered memories flashed through Lu Buer's mind.

"Justin Melnick, former U.S. Navy SEAL..."

Boom!

The skeleton giant's right arm suddenly grew rapidly, and the white bones were stained with the smell of decay. It was like a poisoned spear piercing the air and attacking the boy's forehead.

The trembling sound of the sword was like thunder.

Lu Buer, who was on the verge of death, raised his hand, and the black wooden sword flashed a sharp electric light!

With a snap, the skeleton giant's right arm was cut off by a knife.

The flash of the knife illuminated the night.

The red hair fluttered, and the golden eyes between the hair were so cruel and ferocious.

Before the skeleton giant could react, a ray of hot electric light stung his eyes.

Lu Buer moved like thunder, running wildly on the gravel on the ground. The black wooden sword was wrapped with violent arcs of electricity, which exploded like a blowout with a fatal stab of the blade, and pear blossoms fell like a rainstorm.

It looked like a slash of sword, but a mighty amount of plasma gushed out, looking like a series of meteors cutting through the darkness, directly shattering the body of the skeleton giant.

The huge skeleton collapsed with a loud bang, like a building collapsing.

Only a head that was charred by electricity fell down and was grabbed by a hand.

"You are very strong to be able to push me to this extent."

Except when facing an opponent of a much higher rank than himself, Shikabuji rarely suffers such serious injuries. In many cases, his immortal body only provides defense but is not used to heal himself.

"Justin Melnick."

He said coldly.

Unexpectedly, even with such serious injuries, Justin still retained his consciousness. When he heard the name, his pure black pupils suddenly contracted.

But he did not show any panic expression. Instead, he curled up a very strange smile and said hoarsely: "It is said that noble people tend to forget things. A big shot like you who is high up in the world can actually remember a small character like me. Sure enough, it is because you have practiced the mysteries that you can remember it?" His accent was like that of an American who had just learned Chinese, but his tone did not conceal the sarcasm and malice, as if the devil was cursing others.

"From your tone, it seems like there is something wrong between us."

Lu Bu Er frowned: "How did you become like this?"

Now he has got the answer. The interfaces and codes behind these human bodies do not come from the newly possessed bodies, but are carried by themselves.

Just like the black man in front of me.

"What did you become? The look of a White Walker? You mock me so noblely, but what's the difference between you and me? We were clearly the same kind of people at the beginning. We thought you were dead, but we didn't expect you to be so tenacious and live to this day..." Justin laughed strangely.

Lu Buer was silent for a moment. When he went to the United States for gene optimization treatment, his brain had been severely damaged and his memory of that time was very vague.

This Justin obviously knew him and had some grudge against him.

He was just a little kid at that time, how could he possibly offend this person?
At this time, Lu Buer suddenly thought of what Omega said.

Twelve years mysteriously disappeared in Lu Buer's life.

Was it at that time?
Lu Buer's mind was in a mess, but the head in his hand started laughing strangely and hoarsely.

He exerted force with his right hand, and scorching lightning exploded, burning the head into charcoal.

Lu Buer awakened the Seed of God and forcibly devoured the remaining dark matter in the remains. He turned around and looked at the body that he had just shattered. When the transformation into a strange ghost was lifted, the human body was exposed. Since it was covered by bones before, the corpse was well protected.

He raised his foot and turned the body over, and indeed saw the wound and code on the back of the neck.

The same.

"These guys are former Navy SEALs, veterans."

Lu Buer felt that his brain was about to be overloaded. He took a last second to look at the bodies in the ruins and whispered softly: "This Justin Melnick and his teammates. If I'm not mistaken, they all appeared in that sanatorium before."

These people are all White Walkers, and they are human!
No, something's wrong.

If these people are the human forms of the White Walkers, then what about the wounds and numbers on the back of their necks? Such things should never be left behind.

According to a report from the First White Walker Research Institute of the Supreme Federation, dark matter, a special substance, is similar to human cells, has extremely powerful activity, and can also carry information.

By dividing and replicating themselves, new populations of individuals can be formed.

Through aggregation and devouring, more powerful individuals of the population can be born.

In extremely rare cases, consciousness can be stored in dark matter.

This is how the ancient species came into being.

Compared to ordinary White Walkers, the Ancient Ones are more like the kings of the species.

Take the rotten ghost in the origin sequence as an example.

Ninety-nine percent of the dead ghosts in the world have no self-awareness, but there may be an individual with the ability to think, similar to the wolf king in a wolf pack, who is the ruler.

The first humans believed that intelligence would be born randomly among the White Walker population.

But five hundred years of research have overturned this speculation.

Intelligent individuals will awaken among the White Walkers.

But it's not because they evolved.

It is because the individual who stores the ancient consciousness has awakened.

It’s a pity that even the ancient species have very limited thinking ability. Their consciousness seems to be defective in some way, and even after being captured, they cannot be studied clearly.

So far, no one knows where the ancient species came from. We only know that they were the first White Walkers born in ancient times and once had a short and mysterious civilization.

To sum up, the special phenomenon discovered by Lu Buer at this moment is very likely to be the first case since the beginning of the new era, because it is absolutely impossible for the White Walkers to leave scars and marks on their bodies, and the gathering and separation of dark matter will not leave any traces, which has been proven by experiments.

"It's like I built a sand castle on the beach and someone stepped on it and broke it. No matter what shape I make with the sand, the footprint shouldn't be there."

Lu Fuji whispered softly.

Unless the genetic information in the dark matter has been changed.

He raised his head and looked at the building that looked like a giant.

"Who the hell are you?"

Lu Fuji whispered softly.

His right hand reached into his pocket again and pulled out a handful of coins.

The coins were thrown into the air and collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

The human bodies that were moving through the darkness like ghosts all stopped and silently looked down at him.

That look was like a long-lost reunion.

"Who are we? This may not be important to you. Since that drastic change, no one cares about who we used to be. Especially you, you are not qualified to ask us such questions. Because it was you who betrayed us and abandoned us back then."

Someone looked down at us with a cold tone and said, "We are left alone to huddle together for warmth, as if we were abandoned in the deepest darkness and turned into so-called monsters. This is all your fault. You crushed our hopes with your own hands."

Lu Buer paused slightly after tossing the coin, his eyes confused.

"That's right, it seems you don't remember anything."

The human body's face was rotting, revealing an extremely hideous face, which still seemed familiar: "You should go and take a look under the ice in the Arctic."

(End of this chapter)