The door was halfway open.
Qin Ze and Brother Devour bent down and crawled inside, then quickly closed the door.
The control room door hadn't been opened for decades, and the air was thick with the smell of decay.
The moment Qin Ze entered the control room, the guidance from the key on his chest became even stronger.
Qin Ze went to the console and reconnected using the terminal.
[Permission verification in progress]
[Permission verification in progress...]
[Verification Successful]
[Please enter the strike coordinates]
Qin Ze conducted some research and discovered...
The nuclear bomb in the silo is no ordinary nuclear bomb.
From five kilometers to fifty thousand kilometers.
They can hit anything, whether in the sky or on the ground.
Just this one shot is enough to take down the Sky Island.
Behind the control panel is a transparent glass curtain wall, and behind that is the launch silo.
Qin Ze could see the black-painted missile standing silently.
"Hunting ability acquired."
"Let's begin cleaning up the world's Corruption."
"Hunting in progress 23:59:59."
A solemn voice suddenly echoed in Qin Ze's mind.
"It's you?"
Qin Ze looked down at the key on his chest.
That sound just now was from the key in his mind.
Why can you talk?
"Her voice is strangely pleasant."
Say one more thing.
"Could you change it to a mature, older female voice?"
"Say something!"
"..."
No matter how much Qin Ze kept nagging, Key remained completely silent.
In my mind, the 24-hour countdown continues.
"Clean up the Corruption."
So who is the Corruption of this world?
"Fatty? Subway Resistance Army?"
"Or Mutated Ones?"
Qin Ze looked at the attack map on the electronic screen.
As if guided by fate, the key pointed to one of the coordinates.
Qin Ze quickly zoomed in on it.
" Black Mountain Research Institute?"
At that moment, Qin Ze suddenly realized.
He seemed to have figured out the purpose of the Otherworld evolution.
Qin Ze placed his hands on the keyboard and entered the coordinates of the Black Mountain Research Institute.
"You really didn't die."
"So that one from yesterday was a robot?"
A familiar voice sounded behind me.
Qin Ze turned around and saw the fat man appear at the door in a wheelchair.
The door was halfway open.
"You're not the only one with that authority."
"Thanks to you too, otherwise I wouldn't have discovered this deadly weapon."
The fat man stared fascinated at the missile behind Qin Ze.
"I was wearing a mask, how did you recognize me?" Qin Ze asked curiously.
The fat man pointed to his nose. "You smell the same as yesterday."
Qin Ze looked at Brother Devour beside him. "Where is he?"
The fat man frowned. "A familiar smell, disgusting."
Suddenly, his eyes widened.
"This is... the aura of the Abyss?!"
Qin Ze chuckled, "As expected, you have a dog's nose."
"What's with all this nagging and fussing? Is it done yet?"
A charming and pleasant voice came from behind the slowly opening gate.
When the door was fully opened, Qin Ze's eyes widened in surprise when he saw the person outside.
This is it.
Yao Yuan and the Troupe Leader of the Maka Race ran all the way to the foot of Black Mountain.
In the distance, countless Mutated Ones could be seen wandering back and forth in the mountains.
How did it get here?
Yao Yuan frowned slightly.
"Is there a problem?"
The Troupe Leader of the Maka Race was tense, warily glancing around.
I wish I could grow a pair of eyes on the back of my head.
Every World Hunt is extremely dangerous, and you can never be too careful.
Yao Yuan shook his head. "It's nothing, maybe I'm overthinking it."
If he remembers correctly, there is a research institute in these mountains in the real world.
"This is the source of the Corruption."
"The hunt countdown has begun."
"It was a deep voice from the Troupe Leader the Maka Race," he said.
Yao Yuan asked in confusion, "Why isn't the other key here?"
"He was the one who initiated the hunting mission."
The Maka Race Troupe Leader grinned. "Probably a new Hunter hasn't figured out the rules yet."
"Perfect, the Source of the World is ours now."
Yao Yuan checked it again.
The third key was not found at the scene.
Putting aside his many questions for the time being, Yao Yuan at Black Mountain.
"Let's begin."
Yao Yuan flipped his right wrist, and the longsword appeared in his hand.
With a light slash, a sword aura several meters long swept out.
The dozen or so Mutated Ones were Yangyang basking in the sun directly in front of them were instantly cut in half by the sword energy.
This sword strike was like a ladle of cold water poured into a frying pan of oil; the entire Black Mountain instantly boiled over.
"Roar--"
Deafening roars echoed throughout the room.
The Mutated Ones halfway up the mountain noticed Yao Yuan and the Troupe Leader the Maka Race.
Hundreds and thousands of Mutated Ones surged down the mountain like a tidal wave, their yellowish-brown bodies forming a continuous excrement-like mass, like a cesspool bursting its banks.
Yao Yuan remained calm and threw his long sword into the sky.
The longsword splits into two, then into four, then into eight...
Like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, nearly a hundred swords unfolded above Yao Yuan's head.
"Disease."
Yao Yuan pointed his index finger lightly at the approaching Mutated Ones.
The dense array of longswords formed a long dragon, howling as it swept towards the horde of Mutated Ones.
Hundreds of longswords flew up and down rapidly, stirring up a storm of blood and gore.
The Troupe Leader of the Maka Race stomped his right foot heavily on the ground.
Scorching, surging purple flames erupted from beneath the Troupe Leader's feet.
The Troupe Leader was engulfed in flames.
Burning in a physical sense.
"Burn!"
A ten-meter-long purple wave of fire shot into the sky from the Troupe Leader's body and slammed heavily into the group of Mutated Ones.
The wave of fire crashed to the ground and then exploded, engulfing dozens of Mutated Ones in flames.
The air was suddenly filled with the smell of burnt meat.
The Mutated Ones at the foot of the mountain were wiped out by Yao Yuan and the Troupe Leader the Maka Race in one round.
Without pausing for a moment, the two continued their assault on the mountaintop.
Wherever they went, the ground was littered with severed limbs and broken arms.
Low- to mid-level Mutated Ones are reduced to dust and ashes in a single encounter.
Only those with Mutated Ones can hold out a little longer.
While Yao Yuan and the Troupe Leader of the Maka Race were rampaging through the battlefield, Fishes and Ram were secretly observing from a distance.
"That's too brutal!"
Ram couldn't help but smack his lips.
Fishes feels so-so.
Yao Yuan hadn't yet used the sword strike he used at the hotel that night.
That's truly earth-shattering and awe-inspiring.
What are they doing?
Fishes was somewhat puzzled.
Without saying a word, Yao Yuan and the alien Troupe Leader arrived at Black Mountain and immediately began their attack.
Haven't you killed enough Mutated Ones in the shelter?
Ram said calmly, "They're on World Hunt Mission."
Fishes was completely confused.
What is World Hunt Mission?
Ram glanced at him. " World Hunt Mission is World Hunt Mission."
"Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you."
You damn well better explain yourself!
Fishes clenched their teeth.
He really wanted to punch Ram's smug face.
Fishes is a relatively new addition to the Twelve Zodiac Signs.
He was dispatched to perform a mission before he even had a chance to look at some of the authorization documents.
"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river!"
" Ram, you just wait!"
Fishes silently vowed something harsh to himself.
Suddenly, he looked up at the sky.
"Have you heard any strange noises?"
Ram also looked up at the sky upon hearing this.
There is an unusual noise.
In the distance, a red beam of light pierced the atmosphere, trailing a long white tail as it plummeted toward Black Mountain.
Fishes: "What is that?"
Aries thought to himself, "This looks familiar."
The two dogs suddenly stared at each other. "Missile!"