Fictional Walkers

After the first person left, Naimus waved a hand, and the second test subject immediately stepped forward.

His expression was equally fanatical. After all, the first person had truly advanced into the Steel Breed.

Setting everything else aside, his lifespan alone could reach two hundred years.

Naimus raised an eyebrow slightly, then conducted the experiment according to his previous experience.

But in the next moment, a streak of sword energy flashed across him. Before the blood mist from the test subject's exploding head could approach, it was swept away with a single slash.

"Next..." Naimus said again without the slightest hesitation.

The remaining eight Fictional Protocol members did not feel much fear either. Upon hearing Naimus call out, they immediately stepped forward, equally full of anticipation.

The previous test subject had developed some distracting thoughts. His state of faith had not been pure enough to resonate with that trace of purified faith, which was what had caused his head to explode.

Naimus then performed another eight operations.

Five succeeded, and three failed.

Including the previous successful one, six out of the ten members ultimately succeeded.

A sixty percent success rate was considered acceptable.

Half a month later, after these people had spent some time adapting, they began practical combat testing.

Their opponents were the Whale-ified ones.

After receiving Whale Sister's favor from Angel A, Naimus and the others' research into Whale-ification entered the fast lane.

There were now nearly forty Whale-ified people, and most of them had already reached the Steel Breed.

Of course, their talents had basically reached their limits as well. They generally remained around a value of thirty, with no way to improve further.

This was also the limit of all kinds of modification surgeries.

Naimus had reviewed many Church archives. Among all those who directly gave