Do you believe me when I say I’m not a dragon?

"Really? Then you have quite a lot of food reserves in the past five years."

Mercer recalled that when he first woke up, he seemed to have seen something similar fall out of his mouth.

So he spoke with a hint of sarcasm to blame them for their incompetence and decadence.

Ignoring Rachel's hint of embarrassment, Mercer lowered his words:

"But no matter what, I want to take back everything I have. I want you to leave here now, and within half a month, all the land in the Ice Vein Snowfield will be under my control, and return to the scale of five years ago. .”

"I understand..." Rachel lowered her head and said sincerely, "...it's just that outsiders occupy various locations in the ice and snow fields, and it's difficult for us to find them... .”

"It doesn't matter." Before Rachel finished her words, Mercer's cold voice came, "It's time for me to move around."

How could Mercer not be displeased if his belongings were destroyed at will? He didn't mind using more extreme methods.

He spread his wings and flew away directly under the sight of Rachel and others.

The scale powder has still spread in the past five years. Although the things that can be felt in this snowstorm are no longer as keen as in normal weather, it is still enough for Mercer to detect those targets at the first time.

——However, before going to find those people, Mercer had one more thing that he had to do.

He flew to a high place, sat on the high place and stared at the land below, and a voice sounded in his heart:

[You have found something worth protecting in this lonely world. They cheer because of your existence and collapse because of your departure.You are their god - gain a draw function. 】

[Your silence makes the enemy feel happy. They enjoy the resources that should come from you, but they cannot erase the sadness.They are disturbed by the possibility that you may wake up at any time - gain an extraction function. 】

Listening to the voice in his head, Mercer narrowed his eyes and said:

"Extract."

Chapter 276: Radical

[Drawing...The drawing was successful, and skills were obtained: Assimilation, Furnace Heart. 】

As soon as he finished speaking, Mercer's pupils locked instantly. He immediately held his chest and felt the changes in the energy in his body.

——The destructive energy gathered in his chest, beating violently. Under the mutation of the strong radiation, Mercer's heart seemed to have turned into a container of energy... No, or rather, the reactor was more Be more reasonable.

Originally, the energy was scattered all over the body, moving irregularly. No matter what method Mercer used, he could not control this energy. Only when he breathed out, he simply spit out this energy.But it was different now. The energy was concentrated in his heart, and as the blood pumped throughout his body, it had a more regular movement route.

The effect of this is that it will circulate continuously in his body, which accelerates the passage of energy and accelerates the decline of Mercer's vitality. But at the same time, Mercer can finally reach the person who uses this energy. threshold.

Mercer's shocked expression darkened. He half-opened his mouth, and a red light appeared in his mouth, but it quickly dimmed, as if the light just now was just an illusion.

But only Mercer himself understood that what he had just done was an experiment. Now, he could release the breath without overdrawing the breath liquid.

...Such a self has run counter to its original purpose. Mercer, who originally planned to find ways to abandon this energy, now uses it instead, even if it will accelerate his own death.

In this regard, it would be false to say that Mercer has no worries in his heart, but he still has a glimmer of hope in his heart - since this energy is driven by vitality, tracing its source may be able to find a way to alleviate his current predicament. .In other words, as long as you continue to investigate the energy information of the floating island, you will always find a way.

Thinking of this, a sharp look appeared in Mercer's eyes.The energy surging within his body was like a countdown, urging Mercer to act even more extreme.But he didn't care. When he discovered that using energy cost his life, he decided not to hold back.

——But besides that, if I guess correctly, the above changes come from the heart of the furnace, then what does assimilation mean...

Mercer couldn't help but touch his skin, looked at the fallen scales on his hands, and fell into deep thought for a while.

......

"Boss!" In a vast village, someone ran in a hurry, opened the door and came into a room: "Did you hear that voice?"

In the house, there was a big man sitting on the sofa in the spacious living room, with his legs raised on the table in front of him, chewing on a piece of animal leg.

After slowly finishing the food, he threw aside the leg bone in his hand.

In the shadows, there was a giant-like man who was about two meters tall. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the leg bone hungrily, chewed the thigh into pieces, and swallowed it into his belly.

Then, the man looked at the strong man with a stupid expression: "I still want..."

The man was kneeling on the ground with an iron chain tied around his neck. He was obviously being treated like an animal.

"I'm not deaf." The strong man slowly picked his teeth and said savagely.

"Shouldn't we do something?"

"What are you doing? Just be a fool!" The strong man stood up and said nonchalantly, "What's the use of having a loud voice, as long as you can get into this village!"

As he spoke, he showed a contemptuous smile: "This was once the residence of noble scholars, and it was very safe!"

Then, he walked to the wall, pulled off the chain, and kicked the little giant kneeling on the ground.

"Let's go! Go for a walk!"

The man nodded, stood up blankly, and followed the strong man to the door. Then he picked up an iron bar and followed the strong man honestly.

The people living in this village are either fierce and surly people, or people with disabilities who can barely work for them, and the latter are regarded as slaves of the former.

The tall giant next to the strong man was kept by the strong man and treated like a dog because of his low intelligence but great strength.

While the strong man was strolling leisurely around the village, he suddenly felt the wind and snow around him becoming chaotic, blowing on his face and causing pain.

"What the hell is the weather? This is..." The strong man immediately covered his face and muttered curses.

But the next moment, he heard the frightened cry of the little giant next to him.

When the wind and snow gradually calmed down, he opened his eyes and looked at the sky. He was shocked and his body stiffened unconsciously.

The huge black dragon flapped its wings and stared at them in the air. There was no trace of peace in its scarlet vertical pupils, only endless indifference.

"this is......"

Just when the strong man wanted to escape, the black dragon in front of them opened his mouth, and a voice came into their minds: "Submission or death, you choose one."

It spoke!The strong man looked at the black dragon with wide eyes, and was at a loss for a moment. After a while, he came back to his senses and thought of something.

He vaguely remembered that when he was imprisoned on the floating island, he heard the jailer talk about the ice veins, snowfields and black dragons.

So he opened his mouth and smiled awkwardly: "... He is the lord of Ice Vein Snowfield, right? Is there any misunderstanding between us?"

"There is no misunderstanding between us. You came to my territory and occupied a place that does not belong to you. So I ask you again, surrender or die."

Hearing this, the strong man's face turned gloomy, but he still managed to keep his smile: "If I choose to surrender, what will happen to us?"

Facing his smile, Heilong also grinned and revealed a ferocious smile: "You will obey my orders unconditionally until your death. If I want you to self-harm, you must not hesitate. If I want you to die, you must commit suicide decisively." You are not allowed to waste extra resources while you are alive, and you are not allowed to pollute even an inch of land when you are dead!"

Hearing the words of the black dragon, the strong man was stunned for a moment, and then showed a twisted expression: "I might as well die!"

He raised his head and spat at Mercer, and said disdainfully: "Why did I just waste it? What a bullshit dragon! You can kill or chop it up as you like. Anyway, the last meal I had before I died was stolen from you. of!"

"Really?" After hearing this, Mercer smiled instead of getting angry: "Then go to hell."

The black dragon exuded a thick black mist and showed a cruel smile: "——As a human being!"

The next moment, black mist engulfed them, and endless scale powder poured into everyone's bodies without mercy.

Chapter 277: Black people

"What is this--"

The next moment, panicked screams sounded in the village, and then the sound quickly turned into pain.

People scratched their bodies one after another, even if their skin was scratched with bloody marks.

The strong man had long lost his previous arrogance. He watched in horror as countless black lines spread across his body. At the same time, he waved his arms helplessly, trying to cause even a trace of damage to the thick black mist around him.

But the black mist showed no mercy at all. The wounds that people scratched themselves helped the scales spread. They were no longer what they used to be. They could even be seen emitting a hazy red light in the dark.

——The pain lasted for a long time, tortured until they were exhausted, tortured until they fainted and then woke up.

...When his consciousness recovered, the strong man found that his body still hurt, but it was much lighter and he became able to adapt.

So the strong man propped himself up, sat up from the ground, and looked forward.

"what--"

However, this sight immediately startled him. In front of his eyes, a tall "monster" appeared. It had a body of more than two meters tall. It had a human shape, but it was covered with black scales.

"Don't come here! Get away, monster!"

He waved his arms and backed away. The previous torture had already caused him to collapse mentally, so he screamed in panic.

However, when he was waving, he saw his own arm and couldn't help but stop.

"what......"

For some reason, his arms had grown a large number of black scales, sharp claws, and the surging power inside his body all made him feel strange and frightened.

"No..." He lowered his head and looked at his chest. During the torture just now, his clothes had been involuntarily torn apart by himself, exposing his skin.Looking at the dark body, the strong man's mind went blank. He thought of something, but he was unwilling to accept it: "No, no, no, no, no..."

"How does this body feel after losing its human identity?"

Mercer's mocking voice came from the sky.

After hearing this voice, the strong man suddenly raised his head and roared: "You devil, this is fake! It's fake! It's fake..."

However, the next moment, before the strong man finished speaking, his mind suddenly went blank. He stood there blankly and was at a loss. Looking at Mercer, he felt that the body of this black dragon was extremely majestic.

He could no longer muster any resistance, and fell to his knees dully, his eyes losing focus as if he had lost his soul.

"We...we are willing to offer everything to you, sir..." Everyone said in unison at this time, their tone as lifeless as a cold machine.

Looking at their reactions, Mercer smiled with satisfaction.

——This is the ability of [Assimilation], but now their body structure is still human. The only difference is that the scale powder has filled their bodies and changed their appearance.

The scale powder in the body ruthlessly squeezed their vitality, in exchange for the powerful strength of their current bodies.Under Mercer's control, the lifespan of these infected people can wither away in ten years or in an instant.

Similarly, the emotions of infected people injected with scale powder are also under Mercer's control. The scale powder can stimulate the hormones in their bodies, allowing them individually or in groups to express any emotion: happiness, sadness, humility, rage. .....

Because of this, everything about them was controlled by Mercer, whether it was their bodies or their dignity.

Mercer focused his attention on the monster, which was originally a strong man, and issued an order: "Go to the mouth of the volcano, inform them of everything that happened here, and then tell them: you are the humblest slaves and can do any work for them. "

"...Yes..." The strong man's body trembled slightly. He didn't understand what happened to him, but he still couldn't resist Mercer's control.He got up and ran towards the cave.

After Mercer glanced at these people again, he spread his wings and flew away.

——After Mercer left, these people regained control of their bodies. They wanted to leave in fear, but found that once they left the village, they would be forced to come back. They could only curl up back inside the house and wait tremblingly. With the coming of his own judgment.

There are also people who want to commit suicide in fear, but find that their bodies have an unimaginable recovery speed. After cutting their throats with a knife, they stop spurting out blood within a few seconds, followed by the squirming of flesh and blood. The pain made them wail for several minutes. It was not until the pain ended that they discovered that their wounds had healed.

Most of these people have a life span of less than half a century, and under Mercer's ruthless control, their life span has been shortened to one tenth or more.

Because of this, you cannot really kill yourself with this weak method, and you must use a more extreme death method... However, for normal people, they can hold the blade to their own neck and wipe away the wounds that have been used. With all their last courage gone, they could only stay in the corner, hugging themselves and shivering - until Rachel and others arrived.

......

——Three days later, Mercer has found all the outsiders in the Ice Vein Snowfield and the surrounding areas, and will surrender them all regardless of whether they are willing or not.

Facing these monsters with human shapes and human intelligence, it will take some time for the people in the ice-veined snowfield to accept their existence. However, these monsters transformed from humans were also given a new name "Black Descendants" by Mercer.

After that, with the actions of people and black people, they completely recaptured the Ice Vein Snowfield within half a month. Except for a small number of forged people, everyone returned to living outside the cave.

But if this is all, it is completely insufficient.

"Lord God... With the help of black people, our workload has been greatly improved. But because black people eat two to three times more than normal people, our food will soon be exhausted. Bottomed out.”

Rachel came to the edge of the volcano and said to Mercer, who was looking down at the solidified lava.

After hearing her words, Mercer turned his head and said lightly: "Then we should eliminate some of the black people, mark their work achievements, and feed the last part directly to the beasts in the forest."

Hearing this, Rachel pursed her lips and showed a trace of unbearability, but she still nodded: "I know... but this will cause a waste of our population. If it can make up for the food shortage, black people The benefits to us will be better.”

"Then let them find food by themselves." Mercer turned his head and stared at her, his tone not calm at all: "Isn't there a lot of food in the wild? Let them hunt by themselves. If that doesn't work, let them eat themselves."

Chapter 278: Recapture

Listening to Mercer's words, Rachel was stunned for a while, and her tone was a little hesitant: "...But..."

"Nothing but, to me, black people can take whatever they want, don't show any mercy to them."

But they were once human beings...

This idea arose in Rachel's mind, but she didn't have the courage to say it. She just sighed, nodded and left.

"Hold on."

The next moment, Mercer called her, and Rachel also stopped and looked at Mercer in confusion.

"Select a group of blacks with top physical fitness, 1000 of them, and give them to the hunters in the training camp for training. Then tell Gulu and ask the blacksmiths to rush to make a batch of armor and weapons for them to use on the floating island. I want to see the results before the ship arrives.”

"Are you going to..." Rachel was stunned for a while and said urgently: "But in this case, there is still half a year before the spaceship arrives. Even if it is just to make the most basic armor, a thousand black people will be trained. You can’t catch up at all?”