The man is in the Ark, a blood demon scientist

"Can we talk?" The leader of the Reunion Movement had an expression that showed he couldn't hide his hesitation.

Wendigo fiddled with the fire that had just been lit, "Sit down..."

He looked at the shield guards around him again, without saying a word, but with a simple gesture, they immediately stood up and dispersed. As the most elite soldiers in Ursus, even after a long journey and countless hardships, absolute obedience to orders still flowed in their muscles.

......

A little further away, a woman was holding a large pot. The soldiers were skinning and deboning the prey they had hunted, then putting the meat into a bucket and shaking it twice before throwing it into the pot. The boiling water was gurgling, cooking the life of the entire village.

A dozen children were sitting obediently in the wooden house. A cute Elafia girl was holding an old textbook and explaining the knowledge of hunting and survival to them in simple language.

"~" One boy's stomach suddenly growled and he smiled awkwardly.

Alina opened the wooden window and looked at the slowly rising smoke outside, swirling and curling like a little snake breaking out of its shell. Then a cold wind rushed into the house, hitting the gaps between the furniture and blowing a loud whistle. She closed the window with a gentle smile on her face.

"The guerrilla brothers and sisters have returned. We will all be able to eat hot meals soon!" She stroked the heads of the children one by one, "Finally, tell me a story. Well, let me think..."

"Sister Alina! We want to hear the story of how you met Sister Tallulah!" suddenly an infected child said, and then everyone followed suit.

"Eh?!" Alina thought for a moment, then clapped her hands gently, "Okay, then I'll tell you a little bit."

She had an embarrassed smile on her face, and the cold wind from the tundra made her cheeks look rosy and white, like peach blossoms wrapped in frost, pure and beautiful.

The edge of the village was surrounded by a large fence made of tree stumps. A falcon flew across the vast sky, leaving behind a long and clear cry. A few pieces of snow slid down from the bushes and fell into the snow with a plop.

*

Texas shuddered.

The temperature difference is too big.

In Chernobog, you could still wear long sleeves, shorts and stockings, but now even a down jacket is too cold.

Akado was modifying her power armor in the lander.

The built-in heater in the living room was dismantled, the heating device was taken out, and after a slight adjustment, it was added to the power armor.

As for the quill...

In fact, Quill has always had power armor, and it was manufactured by Akado using the latest metal activation technology, but it is still in the testing stage.

It took the Blood Demon nearly two weeks to find a way to eliminate the side effects of making the wearer crazy and bloodthirsty and secretly gnawing at the wearer's flesh and blood. He also loaded it with a large number of auxiliary output devices and thickened the armor, so that even after shrinking it, it was so large that it had to be carried in a special suitcase.

The Liberian girl was sitting next to the last remaining heater in the living room, curiously patting the armor that was 1.8 meters tall when unfolded.

Skadi sat in the cockpit, still wearing the same bright red dress, and she manipulated the complicated buttons skillfully... The doctor was truly one of Terra's best scholars. After just a few minutes of flipping through the instruction manual, she had completely mastered the driving skills of the land vehicle.

"It's a pity that I don't know where Rhodes Island is now..." Skadi muttered softly, "But it doesn't matter. Let's deal with the evil god of Ursus first. At least... I can incorporate the Reunion Movement."

"Mr. Patriot, as the leader of the Wendigo Royal Court, you can't just let yourself be used like that. Yelena must be rescued..." She had too many regrets that she wanted to make up for.

"I hope Kal'tsit's spending speed will slow down...at least she can hold on until I get back!" Skadi scratched her hair in distress.

Rhodes Island is a new organization after the dissolution of the Tower of Babel. Even after the first loss of personnel, it still retains the armed forces that can barely compete with the Regent. Do you understand the value of the exiled government?

Then, after two years of being led by Kal'tsit, the island was in a state of disarray... It must be said that it was quite remarkable that she, a medical practitioner and a pure scholar, could forcibly lead Rhodes Island to get rid of the identity of "Kazdel's government in exile" and travel among the dignitaries to keep it running. Unfortunately, Kal'tsit was a pure doctor and scholar, not a politician. In terms of means, she was ultimately not as good as those old monsters who had mastered the foundation of an entire country and were full of bad ideas.

Damn it, I get angry when I think of that old female doctor!

Hopefully, this time when she brings Akado back to Rhodes Island, she can speak less in riddles.

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054. Black Snake (3/5, please pre-order!)

The world was covered with snow, and the moon was hanging high in the sky. The moonlight was like mercury flowing on the snow. In the desolate world, only Tallulah stood there, small and helpless.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept across the sky, and it flowed arrogantly like a long black river. It was a giant snake, a black giant snake, its body as huge as a mountain, and its thousands of iron scales shone brightly in the moonlight. They opened and closed, scraping against the snow, making a deafening roar, as if a song of destruction was being played in the dark night.

The black snake slowly coiled around Tallulah, the snow flowed like a waterfall, and in the falling snow, He lowered His noble head.

In Tallulah's vision, the sky was blocked, leaving only a pair of golden pupils that shone brightly in the darkness. His breath was mixed with the voices of countless Ursus people, either happy or sad, which were the thoughts of the entire country.

"Tallulah, you are wavering. This is the path you chose..."

The black snake opened its mouth and let out a slippery and cold chuckle.

"Tallulah?" The clanging sound of metal colliding woke Draco from his dream.

The Patriot looked at her and was silent for a long time. "Your...current...state...is disappointing."

In the fire, a few frosted logs were burning, making crackling sounds.

"I'm sorry, Captain. There have been a lot of bad things happening in the Reunion Movement lately."

"Some...problems...already exist," the Patriot said with difficulty. He had experienced a fierce battle alone in the depths of a remote tundra last month. His oripathy had worsened and spread to his trachea and lungs, making it as difficult for him to speak as if he was trying to pry open a ship-borne explosion-proof hatch.

"It's just... the tundra has changed," he coughed, his tone getting lower and lower, "the evil demons are moving south... the prey is decreasing... the army is shrinking its defense line..."

"I see," Tallulah lowered her head, "The Reunion Movement isn't actually a qualified organization, right?"

"We don't even have a standardized management order. We can only rely on language and force. But this should be enough..." The Patriot looked at Tallulah seriously, "It's the environment that didn't give us the opportunity to correct ourselves."

"So what should we do now?" Tallulah was still hesitant. She was too young and had never experienced any real setbacks, nor had she seen the hellish battlefield scene on earth. She only saw countless people dying in the snow and supplies running out. Her own ideals were about to be shattered at any time, and those who followed her were wavering. The integration movement was on the verge of dissolution.

Wendigo was finally disappointed. He hesitated before he could speak again. Then he sighed, "You are relying on me, kid."

"!" Tallulah widened her eyes.

"A leader cannot show any sign of dejection in front of his subordinates."

The patriot's tone turned cold, "Discard the encumbrances...refine the elite...hide the fire in your heart, hide it until next spring, and then ignite it again."

"This year's Ursus is too cold... The weak cannot survive."

His gaze seemed to penetrate Tallulah's heart, examining her weakness and vacillation.

*

It had only been a short while since the tundra had cleared up when it began to snow again. The sky was gloomy, as if a storm was brewing.

The vehicle, which was as big as a house, rumbled along, with wipers next to the cockpit windows constantly sweeping away the snow that had stuck to it.

Akado sat on the sofa, flipping through a book he bought from the Chernobog bookstore called "Summary of Ursus' Annual Scientific Research Results in 1093". The light from the porthole flickered. Quill put the oven opposite the sofa, hugged a pillow, wrapped in a blanket, and curled up comfortably next to the blood demon.

The girl quietly hugged Akado's arm, and seeing that he had no intention of scolding her, she carefully leaned into his arms, her bright eyes blinking as she pretended to read a book with him.

The Blood Demon glanced at her, then simply embraced his adopted daughter and held her in his arms, sitting her down.

Feather Pen's cheeks flushed slightly, and she pursed her lips, trying hard to suppress the throbbing in her heart.

......

"Skadi, stop."

Akado said suddenly, then patted Quill's shoulder, indicating that he was going to stand up.

The girl in the cockpit reached out and tapped on the operating console, and the land vehicle slowly braked to a stop.

Blood Demon opened the hatch, jumped into the snow, and looked far to the west.

Three high-speed warships, about 6000 people... He used the blood demon's perception to analyze the smell of blood in the air.

There were about 500 wounded and very few deaths.

The Ursus army?... They seem to have encountered some unexpected enemies.

Fortunately, the environment here is not complicated, and Akado can push his sense of smell to the limit. If it were the lower city of Longmen, he would have to put on a "bloodhound" and use some technological means to eliminate those extremely irritating interference factors.

Quill, who had hurriedly put on his power armor, walked clumsily to the hatch, fearing that he might accidentally bump into the fragile-looking furnishings, "Father... Director, do we need to leave the land vehicle?"

She was a little cunning and tried to avoid calling him "father".

"Stay where you are. I'm going to go out for a while."

Akado patted the Piercing Count on his waist, and the activated metal instantly covered his entire body.

He walked into the snowstorm.

......

However, Akado was not the only one chasing the army's landship.

Several black phantoms were galloping in the pure white snow.

As the distance got closer, the Blood Demon saw the true faces of those dark shadows.

They are the knife-wielding guards of the Ursus Emperor, the "Emperor's Sharp Blade", and some also call them the "Emperor's Inner Guard". These people wrapped in black always use the most cruel means to strangle any life that dares to defy the emperor's authority. They are horror legends lingering in the language of Ursus residents, and even horror legends of their images are circulated everywhere.

!

The moment Akado saw the guards clearly, the other side also discovered the armored guy.

There were no words, just everything was rendered pitch black.

The deep red color revealed a sharp long knife, which stabbed straight into Akado's chest in the darkness.

hum-

In a silent instant, the Blood Demon ejected the spring-arm blade from his armor to block the attack.

Then he swung his fist, breaking the wrist of the approaching inner guard, and ejected the blade to cut his throat.

There was no sign of acceleration. The sudden and terrifying speed that caused a sonic boom was almost beyond the guards' nerve reaction. It could not be captured by the naked eye, heard by the ears, and even their strongest fighting instincts could not prevent it.

A head with half of the spine attached, along with the helmet, was torn off by Akado along the wound on his throat and thrown high into the air.

055. Without armor, he must be very weak, right? (4/5, please pre-order!)

The body of an internal guard fell in the snow. It seemed to be an illusion that the body, which had been cold for a long time, suddenly twitched.

"Oleg is dead, and his device is broken!"

"Let's get rid of this guy who came from nowhere first..."

Through the power armor, the "young" guards did not recognize Akado's identity. They didn't even know that there was a blood demon in the metal shell.

From the beginning, Akado had no intention of using the Blood Devil's signature spell to manipulate blood; he was just testing the actual combat performance of his power armor.

The inner guards were fighting desperately.

Accardo is recording data.

The power armor was constantly destroyed and healed. Every time, Akado was able to rely on his long combat experience and the fully developed physical functions of a pure-blooded blood demon to find the most suitable opportunity and interrupt the siege of the inner guards with a sharp counterattack.

With every move, the "Earl of Impaler" seemed to be breathing, emitting hot white steam from every joint. The metal surface was also covered with dense, bright red veins that resembled blood vessels.

As expected, these soldiers, who had received the most advanced military training in Ursus, made a misjudgment.

"That armor is a big problem..."

"The wearer is an experienced old fellow, extremely proficient in close combat. But he was able to handle three of us at the same time, no surprise, because of the armor."

"How many times can you cast spells?"

"One at most. We also need to save our strength to deal with the evil demons that break through the defense line."

"Then use them all at once and kill him."

I don’t know since when, snowflakes are no longer snowflakes, and the snow is no longer snow.

All the pure white turned into pitch black.

The blood demon suddenly felt that something was falling apart.

I could hear the cries of a young child and the grinning voice of someone who had succeeded in his conspiracy.

It's all an illusion.

Akado watched the darkness completely engulf him without casting any more spells.

Suddenly, a vague and hoarse Ursus language echoed in the void.

"Five groups of shield guards can kill a group of knights,"

"Four inner guards can sweep a settlement,"

"Three Wendigos can conquer a small city,"

"Two armies can destroy a principality,"

"A king can turn a land upside down,"