Warlord Chapter 174 - Hall Of Heroic Spirits

The scene ended, and the purple-haired man closed his eyes. He seemed to be recalling what he had just seen, but also seemed to be thinking about something. After a long moment, he finally opened his eyes. A six-pointed star lit up in the depths of his pair of long and narrow eyes. It was as bright as the stars.

At the same time, Zero, who was running away from the ruins, suddenly stopped. He dropped to the ground and rubbed himself with the soft, cold mud that had just been baptized in the rain of radiation. He lay still until his whole body was covered with a layer of frozen soil. The information of all life continued to decline. In just two or three seconds, Zero entered a state similar to hibernation.

Just now, he felt like he was being watched. This was something that had never happened before. That feeling did not come from any direction, but instead went straight to the heart. This meant that those with the ability to sense their surroundings were searching for their traces. With his current injuries and remaining ammunition, he was not qualified to fight, so he had no choice but to take measures to protect himself.

The sense of spying in his mind gradually receded, but Zero still did not dare to move, even though the frozen substance in his body began to invade his body through his wounds. After lying like this for nearly twenty minutes, Zero finally shook off the congealed soil. He was s.h.i.+vering all over while enduring the cold and pain in his body. He moved as fast as he could to leave the place.

Within the ruined shopping mall, the purple-haired man revealed a bewitching smile. The hexagram in his eyes dimmed and he sighed, "Amazing, Adam. You, who have not unlocked the Eye of G.o.d's deep authority yet, are actually able to escape my grasp. "

"Forget it, your current ability is still weak, so you definitely won't taste so good. Let me help you a little. " He took out a small metal box from his jacket pocket and opened it. Inside, there was a needle quietly lying on the ground. After the purple-haired man took it out, he looked at Saurun's corpse and said, "You really don't want to lose to Adam like this, then I'll give you another chance. Help me find him and make him stronger! "

With that, the purple-haired man inserted the needle into the artery on Sauron's arm. As his finger pressed down, the liquid in the syringe quickly flowed into Sauron's body.

Saurun's corpse shook, and countless new cells rushed into the blood that was about to solidify. They were more active, and when these foreign cells came into contact with Sauron's own cells, they would stick out their needle-like antennae. They entered Sauron's cells, and very quickly, the genes of Sauron's cells were rewritten and transformed into the same substance as the foreign cells.

Within Saurun's body, a large-scale transformation project was continuously going on. The purple-haired man didn't seem to have any plans to keep watch as he once again spread out his bright wings and left the mall's ruins in a ball of light.

After the light disappeared, Saurun suddenly jumped up from the ground. He let out a beast-like roar, grabbed a nearby corpse and started to gnaw on it. In the darkness, Saurun's eyes shone with a piercing red light. His pupils looked pitch black as if they had been infused with black ink. However, they were arranged in a dense array by countless scarlet red rings. In the center, there were gray dots that looked like eyeb.a.l.l.s constantly moving.

The pair of devilish eyes were exactly the same as the eyes of Hans who had turned out to be a person without order!

After the catastrophe, after 50 years of development, along the coast of the mainland, large and small company bases were continuously set up, making this narrow coastal zone a place for the revival of human civilization. From the north end of the coastline, there was a city called 'Eternal Night City'. This was the largest and most prosperous city on the coastline. At the same time, it was the headquarters of the Dark Council.

The Dark Council was made up of the surviving n.o.bles, military men, and merchants of the old era. At the beginning, people only wanted to rebuild a new human kingdom with a democratic system under the rule of parliament. However, the brutal environment of the turbulent times gradually changed the original nature of Parliament.

The parliamentary bloc, which has grown from economic, military and even genetic science, is expanding in order to get more resources. After the turmoil, the rebellion and the reorganization, the original dream has been replaced by the pursuit of power and power. Unknowingly, the council had been crowned with the name of darkness, directly referring to its current nature.

The influence of the Dark Council covered the entire coastline, and the Wealthy Cla.s.s aristocratic families were not only the representatives of the Council, but also the core members of it. The outer members of the council are made up of big money or companies that have developed in the new era, such as Parkland. These people, with their different ambitions and dreams, were tightly tied to the chariot of the a.s.sembly, to gain greater power and wealth by exploring and conquering the unknown.

However, the mainland is not the only dark council.

With Eternal Night City as the coordinates, if someone were to head west all the way there. After pa.s.sing through the desolate land, the devilish desert where all life was buried, and the dried up Grand Ca.n.a.l of Bisius, one would find the mountains of Jurian rising into the clouds, shrouded in thick clouds of radiation. In the depths of this mountain range, there was another organization that was strong enough to contend against the Dark Council.

Heroic Spirit Hall!

It was an organization even more mysterious than the Dark Council, and the Hall of Heroic Spirits was not known until thirty years ago, when a bitter war broke out between it and the Dark Council over the entire coastline.

The war ended in a stalemate, and for the next thirty years there was constant friction between the two organizations, but no more large-scale wars broke out. However, some scholars commented that peace would not last for long. When the two organizations once again went to war, the flames of war would no longer be limited to the coastline. Instead, it would spread across the entire central continent!

The fire burned brightly in the fireplace, spattering the pine wood with turpentine. They dripped onto the red-hot wood with a sizzling sound. Although it was not yet winter, the Jurian Mountains, shrouded in radioactive clouds, were constantly in cold weather. The electronic thermometer on the corner of the room indicated that the temperature of the room was almost zero. And from the window of the room, one could see the snow-capped world of the Vast Expanse.

It was a study. The scarlet carpet, the brick fireplace, the elegant metal candlesticks, and the huge oil paintings on the walls all exuded the dignity and elegance of the old world.

There was a man sitting with his back to the French window. Due to the reverse light, he couldn't see his face clearly. But from the thin hand that had fallen on the tablet computer on his desk, he was no longer young. However, in an environment like Julian's, which was even more difficult than the coastline, and with such a n.o.ble and comfortable study, he had a huge amount of power.

The old man opened an email on his computer screen. In the middle of the email was a crown emblem wrapped in black flames. It was the main symbol of the Dark Council.

However, it was obvious that the owner of the study didn't belong to the Dark Council. Numerous warriors had appeared on the ceiling of this study room, holding high the insignia of their spears. In reality, that was the symbol of the Heroic Spirit Hall.