As soon as the Human Emperor Banner came out, I became the Lord of the Old Ones

Chapter 5 Battle Card

As a benefit of being a formal member, Xu Yan was assigned to a single room converted from a miners' lounge.

Unsure whether there was any surveillance, he didn't dare to rashly look for the "self-destruct chip" that Dr. Hyde mentioned.

Fortunately, there was a dirty half-length mirror in the room that allowed him to observe his new body.

This body is very young, only seventeen or eighteen years old at most.

He also has black hair and black eyes, and his appearance is surprisingly similar to his past self.

Judging from the slender limbs, clear muscle lines, strong tendons and bones, it seems that it has withstood the test of battle in harsh environments.

The so-called "about to awaken the spiritual nature" is measured by the standards of the cultivation world, which means that one is about to reach the Qi Refining stage.

This is a piece of jade.

But it was covered with cracks.

From the chest to the back, from the limbs to the waist and abdomen, there were scars of varying depths.

It seems that the original body started facing the cruel fate very early on.

Xu Yan stared at "his own" face.

Although his cheeks were sunken, he exuded the murderous aura of someone who had just crawled out of the depths of purgatory.

There are still traces of the past between his eyebrows and eyes.

There remains an innocence, passion and brightness that cannot be erased by any difficulties.

Deep in his eyes, the sparks that had been jumping stubbornly since a while ago told him.

The original body probably did not join the Black Dream Organization willingly.

Instead, they were brainwashed, had memories implanted, and were lured into this dark and hellish place.

Compared to working for the Black Dream Organization.

He has a more important mission.

"That's it, I understand."

The corners of Xu Yan's mouth curled up slightly.

There was an unfathomable light in his eyes.

“Now that I’m awake, there’s still time for everything.

“This is my karma, my past, and my life.

"Don't worry, I will become stronger and take back my memories, and everything...that belongs to us!"

There was a knock on the door outside.

"Gravedigger, it's time to take your medicine!"

A sweet female voice came.

……

"Blood Thorn" Goli.

If it weren't for the name, and only looking at her petite figure, charming smile, and tight combat uniform like a nurse's uniform, no one would guess that she was the best assassin under Dr. Hyde.

In fact, before killing seven of his colleagues and draining their blood.

Goli is indeed the head nurse of the hematology department of the largest hospital in Dawn City.

Now, she is Dr. Hyde's right-hand man.

Her "Blood Thorn Squad" will be responsible for the next investigation mission of Echoes of the Past No. 232.

As the only person who returned from the last investigation, Xu Yan naturally became a new member of the Blood Thorn Squad.

Following Goli's gently twisting waist, we passed through a dark and narrow mine tunnel and came to the training room converted from the maintenance room.

The room was filled with a pungent smell of blood, and its walls were embedded with half-inch thick steel plates, enough to withstand close-range heavy artillery bombardment.

At this moment, the steel plate was covered with bullet holes and shocking claw marks.

"Gravedigger, you have proven your loyalty and ability."

Goli said with a smile, "Come on, take this 'burning capsule', let your soul burn, break through your limits, awaken your spirituality, drive the bronze battle card, and become a powerful battle spirit master!"

In her palm, a dark-colored capsule rolled.

The translucent black film was covered with crisscrossing blood vessels, jumping like red lightning.

Xu Yan narrowed his eyes.

Sensing the malice hidden behind the smile, he calmly searched the depths of his brain for common knowledge about "battle cards and battle spirit masters."

He... remembered.

The remnants of the old souls cannot be generalized.

The remaining souls of Tyrannosaurus Rex and trilobite.

The residual souls of ancient kings and ancient beggars.

The residual souls of ancient liberal arts students and sports students.

The ancient divine weapon that once slew demons and monsters, and the ancient dung fork that was created by chance.

There is a huge difference in strength.

The spiritual cards used to seal different residual souls are also very different from each other in terms of materials, manufacturing process, talisman arrays engraved on the card surface, and talisman ink infused into them.

The Heroic Spirit Alliance divides seal cards into nine levels based on strength and danger.

From Black Iron, Bronze... to Legend, Myth!
The spirits sealed in the Black Iron Card are relatively weak, stable and safe.

It is a plug-and-play civilian card that can be operated by anyone, young or old, after simple training. No contract is required.

Above Bronze, spirits have certain dangers and "personalities".

There are many cases where the Master's mind is unstable, operations are improper, and control backfires.

As for the battle cards—

The spirits sealed inside, deep in the ancient history, were all battle-hardened warriors, bloodthirsty beasts, and killing machines specially developed for war.

Even if they turned into residual souls, they still maintained a strong fighting instinct and desire to kill.

Even because of billions of years of long sleep, they have become more hungry, cruel and tyrannical.

The dangers and requirements of driving a combat card are ten times higher than driving a civilian card.

The alliance stipulates that anyone who wants to activate a bronze-level civilian card must register with the Spirit Card Association.

Under the guidance of a senior spirit master, through meditation and practice, he raised his life index to above 10 and became an "apprentice spirit master".

Establishing a spiritual connection with the bronze card and even signing a contract will be safe enough and more conducive to long-term development.

In order to legally drive a combat card and become a "combat spirit master", one must pass more tedious and difficult trials and obtain the corresponding license.

With a license, purchase genuine fight cards through legal channels.

Ensure that the spirits sealed in the cards are all kind-hearted, upright, and "heroic spirits" who are willing to fight for human civilization even in different eras.

The license needs to be inspected once a year, and one must continue to learn and study historical stories related to heroic spirits, understand the origins of heroic spirits, their joys and sorrows, grudges and entanglements, ensure that heroic spirits do not lose control and turn into evil spirits or even murderous spirits, etc. It is extremely troublesome.

The Black Dream Organization skipped all the processes and directly used drugs to force a breakthrough and drive?
The one prepared in this way is not a "war spirit master" at all, but an "evil spirit master", who is a heretic and should be killed by everyone.

Xu Yan took the "burning capsule", took a deep breath, and smelled a familiar smell.

A resentment more fragmented than the residual soul.

The spirits of the plants and trees growing in the mass grave.

The murderous aura of mountain spirits and wild monsters.

A butcher's knife that has killed countless people cannot conceal its murderous intent even if it is sheathed.

They are all excellent materials for the Wanhun Sect to refine medicine.

These are also things that my past self collected on a daily basis.

"It's indeed a tiger and wolf medicine with extremely strong side effects, just like the 'Soul Burning Pill' in the world of cultivation, which temporarily improves the realm by burning the soul."

Xu Yan was well aware of the consequences of taking the tiger and wolf medicine.

Those monsters, evil cultivators, and demons who are possessed by evil spirits, seemingly invulnerable to swords and guns, and have infinite power.

After the effect of the medicine dissipated and the evil spirit left.

It is often like a burnt-out dead tree, collapsing in an instant and turning into smoke and dust.

But he had no choice.

If you want to fight back, you can only drink poison to quench your thirst.

"Crack!"

Without hesitation, he bit the capsule.

(End of this chapter)