I, Rhine Life Hit Worker

Seventh day.

This is a desperate week. My dear, cute and invincible fifth-order car that I have never met, is still missing after being robbed for a week.

Su Qiu's heart was twisted like a knife.

He couldn't imagine that those deep-sea monsters who knew nothing about technology and civilization would do excessive things to the weak and poor Che Jiang!

Xiao Che Jiang must be found as soon as possible!

But fortunately, at this moment.

Su Qiu finally found the target.

A group of grotesque alien creatures appeared in Su Qiu's telescope. These guys seemed to be fighting among themselves, and the team was divided into two teams, confronting each other.

Of course, what these monsters were arguing about had nothing to do with Su Qiu.

Su Qiu locked the enemy's camp from a distance, and determined his next enemy.

Look at the corpses who are still arguing and arguing.

He couldn't help showing a cruel smile.

MK1, instant start.

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There are a lot of things at home these days. First, I have to hold a funeral for the elderly, and then I have to check in the dog for quarantine in order to go out. On the one hand, I am busy and on the other hand, I am not in the mood to code words, so the update is not stable. As of today, it is finally After returning home and settling down, I will be able to update normally and regularly from tomorrow. I will set some plans for myself, work and rest regularly, and arrange my time reasonably. I hope today is my last day to stay up late to update.

Chapter 180 The Corruptor's Flower of Hope

On the desert outside Longmen.

Ever since the white-haired corrupter escaped, the priests in the stronghold fell into deep anxiety.

The church has always maintained a good cooperative relationship with the deep sea, and these corrupters are the products of their education.

As for the white-haired corrupter, her behavior was too weird. Whether it was its concept or resistance to the church, it was completely different from ordinary corrupters.

It was a broken product.

It needs to be dealt with as soon as possible, before the effects spread.

A bishop who was on the ground came to the stronghold of the incident after receiving the news.

The previous bishop died in the fire of the panic element while performing his duties, and the bishop in front of him is a newcomer who replaced his predecessor.

Although he is a newcomer, he is actually older than the other bishops.

He lacked the serenity and geniality of other bishops.

But also more reliable.

After confirming the current situation, the bishop remained calm.

"This is normal. Fusionists detached from mortals cannot obtain perfect divinity, so they will be affected by the elements of panic, rather than the pure deep sea, which produces an instinctive stress response to this kind of spiritual invader."

Obviously, the current development did not go beyond the bishop's expectations.

Even speaking, the situation has reached this stage, which makes him quite relieved.

Because this undoubtedly once again confirms the inferiority of life on land.

"I don't have any official talk with you anymore."

The bishop said bluntly: "You should understand why the church is involved in the assimilation of land people. If these assimilators cannot fulfill their mission, then their existence is worthless."

"Understood, bishop, please order."

"Don't think that only one fusion person has gone crazy, it's a trivial matter, it will go crazy just because it saw that person, its case will be confirmed on all fusion persons, if the remaining fusion persons see He—would go crazy, too."

"So that means... our plan, has it failed?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The bishop laughed non-stop when he heard this, his wet face twitched with the hoarse laughter, and he said disdainfully:

"How is it possible? It's not like you don't know how easy these land people are to control."

The bishop sneered and said: "Suppression, incitement, brainwashing, and output of thoughts, we have too many words to describe the elements of panic as an evil god that must be eradicated by them.

Since they are human beings, it means that their mixed souls will never be able to obtain the pure clarity of the deep sea. They have too many loopholes and flaws—a group of ignorant low-level creatures. "

The bishop's voice was cold, full of contempt for the people on land.

Among the group of Deep Sea Church, there are too many people who think like him, and they are nothing more than normal.

However, these Agor people still have a glimmer of hope for the human race.

How could they betray their own race and pledge allegiance to a group of mysterious alien races?

The church has never really accepted these sons of the deep sea transformed from land creatures.

Because from the very beginning, the plan to transform land people into deep sea was not proposed by the church at all.

"Those sea descendants, they are too tolerant of life on land, they even want those low-level species to pollute their purity, they are too pure, they have never seen the despicable ugliness of human beings, they don't realize that they are life However, it’s okay, after experiencing this, they can also understand what a wrong decision it is to trust those lowly land two-legged beasts.”

The bishop showed a gratified smile:

"However, at this stage, we still need to rely on them to eliminate the elements of panic. In short, let's send people first to deal with the anomalies."

After hearing this, the priest told the bishop about the disappearance of the man who hunted down the white-haired corrupter.

Bishop: "In other words, the people you sent later were also persuaded by the anomalous?"

Priest: "It may also be killed by that abnormal sample."

The bishop shook his head slightly: "You know very well that it is impossible for compatriots in the deep sea to kill each other. This is an instinct engraved in their blood. Even the abnormal person cannot violate this iron law. But if this continues No, even if there is one more fusion person out of control, it will be a huge threat to our plan..."

The bishop's expression became a little gloomy.

"Could it be... that all the fusers here have been influenced by that abnormal person?"

The priest was startled, and quickly said: "This should be impossible, none of them have seen the panic element, and they seem...can't understand the thoughts of abnormal people."

"However, in fact? Didn't all the ones you sent directly defected?"

The bishop looked indifferent and made a decisive decision.

"It seems that this stronghold can only be purified."

The priest froze for a moment, then nodded: "I understand."

Facing the landman who is the source of all evil, the creatures of the deep sea will instinctively resist his spiritual pollution, and then intuitively show the psychological characteristics of fear.

This is bad, but it is already the most ideal result.

Judging by the symptoms that happened to the white-haired corrupter.

The Corruptors, or Fusions, aren't afraid of it, but they're worse—they fall in love with it.

This is an extremely deadly crisis.

If the other assimilators are also mentally polluted by that man, then what the Church of the Deep Sea will have to face is the collective defection and collective rebellion of the entire assimilator group!

A large number of assimilators who have the power of Haizi will break away from the control of the church, and become a group of degenerate beings who are in heat all day long for a certain existence—a group of ugly, disgusting, twisted creatures!

It is necessary to start as soon as possible to further brainwash the fusion.

Fortunately, the white-haired corrupter recklessly chose to evolve himself into a human form.

Human beings have extremely limited means of information transmission, pale language, and a large amount of missing information, making it impossible to communicate effectively.

If she still retained Haisi's pheromone transmission organ, then it would be able to convey [-]% of her perception and memory to everyone in just a split second.

Let the will of all the fusers on the scene be distorted collectively!

Although things did not develop into this most desperate result.

But who can guarantee that she really degenerated the pheromone organ?

Is the fusion of this stronghold really pure?

So the bishop's decision was to completely cleanse the entire Fusion stronghold.

Yet at this moment.

Behind the bishop, Hai Si, who had been silently following him, suddenly stepped forward—blocking the bishop.

This is a pure sea descendant, and at the same time the envoy sent by the deep sea.

The bishop frowned: "Don't you agree with my approach?"

Hai Si can't speak, but has evolved wisdom.

It was silent, stubbornly blocking the path of the bishop.

"Are you still willing to accept those bastards? Even if they have completely degenerated and forgot their original intention as a member of the deep sea?"

Hai Si said nothing.

"absurd!!"

The bishop scolded angrily: "They are just a group of humans with deep-sea bloodlines, and they are no different from those hunters. These things are not your compatriots at all! Or do you really think that those bastards can step on you? A way?"

Hai Si still did not speak.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, I admire your sincere feelings for your fellow race, but this time, not only you, but also the survival of the church.

The bishop avoided Hai Si and insisted on going his own way.

This Hai Si is not the bishop's bodyguard.

He didn't need Hai Si's power to deal with those fusions.

From under the bishop's damp robe, a distorted tentacle was exposed, covered with steel-like sharp teeth.

As a bishop, he has already obtained a strength not inferior to that of Haisi through physical transformation.

"No need to get your hands dirty or take advantage of your fellow bastards."

The bishop said lightly: "I want to eliminate those dangerous factors that threaten me for myself. This is just an ordinary survival behavior-you should have no objection?"

The bishop looked at the priests again:

"Where are your blenders? Take me to them."

"Who are you going to see?"

However, at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

A strong light source suddenly appeared from behind a hill.

Before the bishop had time to turn his head to confirm, he felt a sharp pain coming from his body.

It seems that a sharp knife is piercing the body, growing inside the body...

Not only the bishop, but several priests on the side also wailed in pain. They tore off their clothes, and saw that Originium crystals were growing uncontrollably in their bodies.

"What is this? Mine, ore disease?! Damn, why are we even infected with this virus?"

The priests were in great pain, and they sent out a plea for help to Hai Si: "There are enemies attacking us...Your Excellency, please help us..."

Then the priests discovered to their bewilderment that Hai Si had already run away without looking back.

It was fast and firm, and it disappeared at the end of the horizon in a blink of an eye!

ran away...

The priests panicked even more, and they looked at the bishop hurriedly.

However, the bishop hunched over in pain, and had long since lost his former composure.

"This, this thing... shouldn't appear in my body..."

The bishop's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. Although he did not plunge into the deep sea, he was by no means among the cursed. His bloodline determined that he would not be polluted by the poison on land, unless...unless...

It is a toxin with a dose that exceeds common sense, just like a hunter sample...

A land presence that can do that, that is, that is...

The bishop gasped heavily, his eyes trembling, dragging his ailing body, he turned around with difficulty.

Then, in the distance, he saw a young man holding a lightsaber.

For the first time, the bishop showed panic: "You are—"