Three days later, October 21st.
Donghai County, Donghai City, it was morning now, white mist was floating and filling the city streets. As the sun gradually rose, the morning mist turned into a thin layer.
At the dock, the water sparkled with golden light, and seabirds circled in the sky with clear sounds. With a whistle, a steel ship blew its whistle, as if a huge monster was heading to the sea. Workers began to get busy, moving in and out of the metal tents and warehouses around the dock, constantly carrying heavy goods.
Further away, the block-like residential buildings loomed, echoing the dense cargo and fishing boats in the port.
At the southern end of the residential area is a coastal mountain range that is not very developed, except for occasional flat areas where railroad tracks are built or where rich people have villas and manors.
This place can also be generally included as the suburbs of Donghai City.
On the left side of a main road, half a kilometer away, in the shade of green forests, a huge warehouse was built here, and there were supporting buildings behind it, which looked like a manor base or something like that. The location was hidden and difficult to detect if you were not careful.
Buzz…
A black car drove smoothly across the road, entered the building complex along the right side, and finally stopped slowly on an open space.
The car door opened with a click, and someone got out from the back seat. He was tall, with straight and slender limbs. The black windbreaker wrapped around his shoulders was straight, exuding a cold and majestic temperament.
As soon as he got out of the car, two men in tight combat uniforms came up to him with an extremely respectful attitude. One of them led the way in front, while the other was talking to the man in the windbreaker. It seemed that they were reporting on the recent situation of the base.
Three people, one in front and two behind, gradually came to the front of the building.
This is a large warehouse with a flat rectangular shape.
The morning sun shone obliquely on the roof, with a metallic hue, casting a shadow that covered the open space in front.
The footsteps gradually approached and the warehouse door was pushed open forcefully.
It was dark inside, and the shadows seemed to turn into thick black fog, floating in the air. The sunlight shone through the door, but it could only illuminate a distance of five or six meters.
It was pitch black ahead and the scene was unclear.
The fighter next to the windbreaker man suddenly took a big step forward and clapped his hands vigorously. "Pa pa pa!" In an instant, pairs of floating blood-red eyes lit up in the thick darkness.
Cruel, bloodthirsty, bloody, all these bad emotions were revealed in Tong Kong. It was like a pack of wolves hunting under the cover of night, eager to find fat prey, grinding their teeth and sucking blood.
The hundreds of pairs of eyes in the warehouse overlapped, giving people a sense of oppression and shock as if being stared at by a brutal beast. Even though the two fighters were one of them, they felt their scalps tingling at this moment, as if their hearts were tightly grasped by a big hand.
On the contrary, the man in the windbreaker did not panic at all. Facing the bloody aura, the corners of his mouth gradually rose.
He revealed an inexplicably evil smile.
"Stand up and show me."
A deep voice echoed, and the tone seemed to be giving orders.
Swish, swish, swish!
The sound of cloth rubbing against each other could be heard in the warehouse.
At the same time, the lights were turned on.
What appeared before my eyes were hundreds of fighters wearing tight black outfits.
Their movements were in unison and well-trained. They had a cold and fierce temperament different from ordinary people, and some of them looked like killers.
The man in the windbreaker glanced at him coldly and spoke again.
"Show us your claws and fangs!"
As soon as the words fell, the shadows of all the fighters on the scene began to move strangely. Like a pool of mud, or a cloud of mist. They grew upward like vines, twisting and entwining together. Finally, they turned into a humanoid black creature.
The arms stretched out, standing straight, but the ends could reach halfway down the calves. The sharp claws were like daggers, flashing a metallic light black matte.
This is a demon shadow! It is a parasitic dark creature!
Now, they all stood quietly behind all the combatants, like stand-ins, motionless, wooden and silent, like puppets that only obey orders.
"Use your dark hands..."
Kakaka!
All the demons in the warehouse opened their claws, revealing the vortex of vitality in their palms. That was the secret force that was incompatible with the dark creatures, but at this moment, it was strangely fused together.
Seeing this scene, Kaxiu finally nodded.
In the Shadowless Organization, the process of reproducing his own reverse refining of the Demon Shadow has been initially successful. His demon seed is injected into every member of the Shadowless Organization. When practicing breathing techniques, the miniature golem aura is emitted, and the deliberate guidance can assimilate the life magnetic field of the Demon Shadow. Then, the life vibration energy acts as a lubricant and energy source, and enters the Demon Shadow's body along with the Golem's spirit. The host manipulates the Demon Shadow in disguise by stimulating the demon seed.
In addition, as a dark creature, the Shadow Demon can also practice the special ancient secret martial art of the Black Demon's Hand to enhance its combat power.
Here are some of the fantastic ideas that Kashu put into practice.
The only drawback is that it consumes some life vibration energy.
He had obtained a large amount of low-level life vibration energy after repeatedly asking the Black Agency for it. Because of this matter, Amos had not been looking at Kaxiu well recently.
But it's all worth it.
Kasu has an extra army of shadow warriors, most of whom are claw-level shadow warriors, but there are also a small number of red-eyed-level shadow warriors.
It might be effective in dealing with dark creatures.
People of the same kind are most sensitive to the scent of their own kind.
Just like Kaxiu was parasitized by the demon shadow, so he became very sensitive to the breath of dark creatures. The same is true now.
The Shadow Corps fighters were more capable of detecting and tracking dark creatures, which was very useful when the approximate range had been determined. Using dark creatures to hunt dark creatures, Kaxiu himself thought it was a genius idea.
He was generally quite satisfied, but there were two flaws. First, the Phantom Corps consumed too much life vibration energy. Although they were all low-level and useless to Kaxiu, they were too numerous. Because driving the Phantom Corps required life vibration energy as energy. However, these were all necessary initial investments, and they would be needed when the Phantom Corps really started to operate.
They can hunt and capture dark creatures by themselves, obtain life vibration energy, and even have some in excess. This will form a positive cycle of sustainable development. Even as the progress of the Black Demon Hand's cultivation deepens, the power of the magic shadows controlled by the Magic Shadow Corps will become stronger and stronger, and the quality and quantity of the captured dark creatures will increase, and it will be more efficient. It will bring Kaxiu a large amount of life vibration energy that even he cannot ignore.
Second, there is the issue of the control distance of the Phantom Corps. The distance at which these combatants can control the Phantoms is not unlimited.
After exceeding a certain range, the Phantom may become motionless as if the link is disconnected, thus losing its combat effectiveness. Therefore, the main bodies of the Phantom Corps combatants must maintain a suitable distance from the Phantom, which is naturally not good news.
There is actually a solution to this problem. The group of assassins in the Spade "A" organization who have been trained into muscular men can fully serve as close bodyguards. They can flexibly use high-powered firearms and explosives and close combat techniques to protect the main body of the Phantom Corps fighters, which is not a problem at all.
At noon, Kaxiu had lunch in the cafeteria of this combat base. The dishes were all rich in fish and meat, and some combatants looked embarrassed while eating.
It's not because they don't like eating meat, but because they are too sick of it. To practice the Black Magic Hand, giant beasts and aliens with abundant vitality are the best, followed by humans, and then ordinary poultry and livestock. If they want to practice the Black Magic Hand, they can only buy a large number of living animals and livestock as props to absorb vitality.
The dead livestock should not be wasted. Although they can be sold to the meat processing plant in the city, some of the remaining meat can be kept and made into dishes. Therefore, the members of the Shadowless Organization have had their mouths full of grease every day recently. At the beginning, it really satisfied their appetite and was quite happy. After a long time, they became nauseous and wanted to vomit as soon as they saw it, but they had to eat it.
After Kaxiu understood, he immediately spoke to the person in charge on behalf of the Shadowless Organization members. The general meaning was that the organization was not short of money, and it was still very important to change the dishes frequently.
At the same time, in Beiliu City, the headquarters of the Spade "A" organization.
In the middle of the various buildings, there was a vast exercise hall. At the entrance, a 1.8-meter-tall strong man walked through the passage at a brisk pace. He was wearing a black uniform, but it was bulging with muscles, which was quite oppressive. When the strong man entered the exercise hall, the sound of metal brackets shaking, the sound of sandbags hitting, and the sound of soles of shoes rubbing against the marble floor mixed together and rushed over.
Then there was the hot air filled with a strong smell of sweat.
Looking around, this place is just like a super large gym, with all kinds of modern equipment and ancient secret martial arts training equipment. More than a hundred strong men are sweating profusely, their arms are in boxing postures, and they keep hitting the sandbags in front of them.
The heavy bag, which was as big as a human body, was lifted up in long arcs again and again, and the metal bracket connected to the wall was shaking a little. Suddenly, there was a bang on the left side.
It turned out to be a giant of 1.9 meters, who accidentally punched a sandbag and burst it. The black iron sand inside flowed out and scattered all over the ground. Some of the strong men around whistled in appreciation, and some joked unscrupulously.
"The sandbags made of Sanka buffalo hide are all broken..."
"Bull, you broke the sandbag again. Lord Shiratori just warned you last time, but you can't control your strength this time. The punishment will probably not be the same as last time, just an 80km acceleration run and 1,500 squats. Lord Shiratori might even take you to the alloy training room and use you as a sandbag!"
"Hahaha… "
The giant named Manniu's face flushed red, and he stiffened his neck and said stubbornly, "I didn't mean to blow him up. It must be that the person who used the sandbag in this position yesterday punched too hard! As for the alloy training room? Would I, Manniu, be afraid of that? The worst that can happen is..."
With a creak, the door at the end of the distant passage was pushed open.
A burly man with his upper body naked came out of the training room with his neck lowered. He was two meters tall, with inverted triangle shoulders like a city wall. His muscles were like rocks, and he had the physique of a bodybuilder.
"Hey, Lord Shiratori is out. Manniu, do you dare to talk to Lord Shiratori in person?" A group of people nearby started to make a noise.
However, the bull that had been roaring so loudly just now suddenly became timid, like a deflated ball. His eyes were evasive, and his 1.9-meter-tall body dodged to the side like an ostrich. He was simply like a muffled punching bag.
However, in the distance, Shiratori ignored him, but brought the men who had been delivering the message along the way into the training room and closed the door.
Five minutes later, the subordinates finished their report.
Bai Niao's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he took two deep breaths through his nostrils: "Finally, there is something to do. Is it to hunt down those dark creatures we once talked about? This is the best time to test the progress of our Spade Ace organization in recent times! The only pity is that we are not acting alone, but also have to cooperate with the Magic Shadow Corps." He shook his head with a little regret.
"It doesn't matter. Once the battle begins, Lord Kashu will naturally be able to see which side plays a greater role!"
"I have faith in my brothers!"
"What do you think?"
Shiratori looked at the top leaders of the Spade "A" organization around him.
The burly man in sports shorts on the left suddenly grinned and put down the 500-kilogram barbell he was holding with one hand with ease, but it still made a bang when it hit the ground.
He is Red Fang.
On the right, the gray-haired old man broke the metal support with a punch. Turning his head, he revealed a strong body that was extremely inconsistent with his old face. Eight standard abdominal muscles formed two "田" characters, and hot sweat flowed between the muscle gaps.
He is a gentleman.
In the corner, a woman was doing handstand push-ups. The only difference was that she was holding a half-ton barbell on her feet.
The arms rose and fell five or six times in a row, and the bulging muscles on the back and shoulders were perfect and smooth, with a sense of power.
She is purple.
At the edge, two people were fighting, both with their upper bodies naked. Their fists hit each other's muscles, leaving red marks and making thumping sounds. Sweat exploded into mist.
They are rich young men and professors.
As Bai Niao asked the question, all the senior executives stopped and looked over here. Tong Kong seemed to be on fire.
"Of course!"
Two days passed, and it was the night of October 23rd.
Beiliu County, Beiliu City, a guild hall on the edge of the urban area.
The street lights were dim, and in the shadows of the street, two teams of people, one in front and one behind, stood quietly, wearing gray and black combat uniforms respectively.
All of them were strong men in grey combat uniforms, with unbearable excitement on their faces, their burly figures hidden in the shadows.
The one in black combat suit looked more like a killer, with a cold and numb aura. A vague shadow followed closely behind him.
"Hunting, defeating, capturing!"
“Let’s start early…”
“We can’t wait!”