Chapter 815

The prop Rose used to watch the video is a small TV wonder with hard core style.

Its back area is entangled with wires and copper tubes, and its front is a screen. It is transmitted synchronously by the mechanical fax machine to play the strange images taken by the early investigation team.

At this moment, a strong current "Zizi" sound came from inside.

Rose held it and watched the transparent female player disappear, replaced by a pair of empty eyes, a split wire drawing mouth, and black mud dripping down.

A pair of black mud claws suddenly gushed out of the screen and directly grabbed rose Madeleine in a dull state.

In the air of the room, strange overlapping sounds play.

"Hunting requires patience and bait."

"It's a pity that you haven't broken the 'Curse of knowledge'. I hope this bait trip will help you, respected observer disciple."

The voice of the black clay man was cold and without fluctuation, but the sentence seemed to have a trace of respect.

But it was clear that the trace of respect came from Rose's teacher, the ancient observer who was permanently neutral.

However, rose has not broken the curse of knowledge and become a scholar, which makes her unable to exempt from the pollution from the black clay man.

The surging malice froze Rose's body and soul.

The next second, the bizarre picture is born:

Rose's body was gripped by a pair of black mud claws. In the faint light, she was dragged into the hard core wonder.

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The "Friday island" in the area at the end of the lost islands.

The island has been shrouded in a "radiation film" with a burst of light. A huge ship is berthing offshore and shaking slightly with the waves.

Explorer!

It has only been here for two days, but when you look at it, you will find that there have been incomprehensible changes in the giant ship that has carried out many investigation missions. It stopped on the sea and looked very lonely. There was no sound except the sound of the waves. It seemed that the ship was... Empty?

But at this time, the void rippled on the front deck of the ship.

In the dim light, two figures appeared at the same time.

Rose Madeleine, still in an inexplicably dull state, and the black mud asexual man wriggling and twisting out behind her.

In its empty dark eyes, there is a picture of the whole ship.

From sailors to captains, or agents from the "sixth contact Association", they all have different degrees of alienation, showing the characteristics of octopus, crab, shrimp, kelp and other marine organisms, and the degree of alienation is deepening with the passage of time.

"Oh"

When the black mud asexual man spits out this sarcastic voice, the "dissimilated agents" on the giant ship seem to have received the same instruction, and their eyes shine with a faint blue light. Immediately, they are like the zombies of the riot, walking frantically towards the deck.

The first to arrive was a sailor in a blue and white uniform. His handsome and tall appearance and body were destroyed. Half of his body was covered with barnacles and other things, and his head became a sticky Zhang fish head, with his tentacles with spotted suction cups splashing and shaking.

As he ran, he inflated his clothes and burst them into pieces. At the same time, he muttered angrily under his tentacles:

"How dare you foul smelling black mud rob our prey?"

If rose was awake at this time, she would be surprised at the picture in front of her.

She was kidnapped by the black clay man, but the symbols on Friday Island obviously belong to another mysterious and powerful force in the boundless mystery she has been pursuing.

The anger that erupted when they first met showed that the black clay man was hostile to the "great race of the witstons" who caused the alienation of the great ship?

Seeing the battle to break out, it stopped with the "malicious storm" vomited by the black mud asexual man.

The invisible wind from the split mouth holding the black silk seems to have a freezing effect on any life, not only on the body, but also on the soul.

"Kaka... Bam!"

"Creak, creak."

When the unlucky Octopus sailor fell to the ground and broke into a pool of sewage after being frozen.

Around the deck, there were already people standing.

Agents from the sixth contact association appeared in front of rose in another posture.

Among them, a middle-aged man who is obviously the top person in charge, has been alienated as a senior agent of "shark man", and he came out.

The sharp toothed mouth spits out the same voice as the octopus sailor before, but this time it is more restrained.

If there is a transcendent with extremely keen perception here, you can still hear a trace of imperceptible fear in his voice.

"Slaves of protoss origin... You robbed our prey... What do you want?"

When the shark man spoke, an obvious symbol was generated in the hissing sound at the center of his eyebrows.

It's a triangle with a gem like eyeball inside.

After being tracked down by rose for a long time, there was no news. He was one of the members of the great race, the "engineer".

"We want a deal."

The voice of black mud asexual man is still cold.

However, different from the scene in the "dark dimension", it is obviously not the first time for the black clay man to deal with the great race of witston. After answering the alienated shark man, it makes an interesting supplement.

The black mud mouth cracked again, and the thick and cold mud flowed. There seemed to be a trace of ridicule in the overlapping sound.

"You scurrying rats are even staring at the disciples of the 'ancient observer' to secretly sneak into the origin star instead of her identity?"

"Let's guess, you are not the Engineer in charge of parasitism. Your talent is not enough to support you to deceive the observer, so who will parasitize... The lurk who likes to go into the soul of intelligent life, peep into secrets and record them?"

"Shut up, your bad breath is worse."

The disclosure of black mud asexual man was interrupted by the engineer attached to the shark's body.

It seems that it doesn't care, and even has more obvious fluctuations. Although the voice is still cold and overlapping, there is a trace of regret and provocation in the sentence: "unfortunately, this time it's you boring engineer. In fact, we prefer your other member 'messenger'."

"The messenger is more trustworthy and lovely than you boring creatures who focus on plunder."

Facing the dark dimension, those divine creatures and weak gods, who are also black mud asexual people with a high looking down attitude, rarely show an equal attitude to the "engineer".

The conversation between them contains a very rich amount of information.

At least the origin slaves and the great race of the witstons, or the existence behind the witstons, know each other and have dealt with each other more than once.

After being ridiculed several times, the engineer finally lost his patience. It seemed that he had not considered robbing "Rose Madeleine". The engineer's eyes of the shark head burst out a faint blue light with a hoarse voice of strong variation pollution, which sounded on the deck the next moment.

"Say... Transaction content?"

The black mud asexual man who has been waiting for him has no silence and delay. The overlapping sound immediately said: "at a specific time in the future, you should cooperate with our instructions and put a powerful enough experimental body into the origin star."

Just now, the black clay man looked around the huge ship, even the whole "Friday island", and continued to say coldly: "the experimental body in front of the number should not be these extraordinary garbage that is about to collapse."

"At the end of the launch, she will be yours."

The black mud asexual man said, but the engineer didn't immediately agree.

The blue engineer's eyes stared at the wriggling black mud. There was no emotional fluctuation, but the smell of alienation became stronger and stronger. He whispered, "what do you... Want to do?"

In the face of the engineer who restored his wisdom, the mouth of the black mud asexual man slowly cracked again, cold malice poured out from the gap, and the soul shaking overlapping sound continued to ring on the deck.

"We are only engaged in a hunting, which is no different from the hundreds of millions of hunting in the long years of our death."

"It does not involve any camp and will not lead any major events."

"Although we are all slaves like you witstons... We are essentially different, your Lord... You are too stupid to plunder, collect and destroy. There is no difference from those savage lives. We are different. We are the real eternal guardians."

Although the black mud asexual man timely withdrew the insult to the "master" behind the great race of the witstons, the subsequent ridicule still made the engineers almost run away.

Behind him, an orderly "experimental space" with dozens of terrorist shadows seemed to break free and come to the sea area. A random shadow in the space seemed to have the level of devouring animals that made Tang Qi feel very difficult at the beginning.