Non-human Gene Complex

Dungal pointed to the underground cave under his feet and said, "Below is a swift underground river, and the current will take us all the way to Aztlan."

"Aztlan?" Fang Moqi said.

"The holy land of Aztlan is an underground world with countless caves extending in all directions. The Aztecs built seven golden cities there, the main city of which is called Sivola, so we collectively call the golden city Sivola. "

After Dungal finished speaking, he took out a folded life jacket from his backpack and put it on Nidalee.

"Let's go, be careful not to drown, the water is rushing."

The four of them stood on the four sides of the stone slab and jumped down together.

The burrow was too deep, and the weightlessness of the fall made Nidalee scream wildly, but Lan Mu was very calm, anyway, as long as he became a Balrog, he couldn't fall to his death.

"Plop!"

The four of them fell into the water like dumplings. The water was really fast, and they floated more than ten meters after finally surfacing.

"Oh oh oh! Refreshing!" Fang Moqi yelled. He is an adventurous maniac. The Aztecs designed such an interesting waterway, but he was very excited.

Lan Mu was silent, his water skills were not bad, but it was difficult for him to adapt to such a rapid current, and he would be submerged from time to time.

Anyway, the surrounding area was very dark. With a thought, he transformed into an elf, and finally he was able to control himself in the torrent.

In comparison, Nidalee was the worst. Even though she was wearing a life jacket, she was still thrown up and down by the water, and she drifted around in the river with the current.

"Ah! Keke... vomit! Poof... no... ah!" Nidalee's head flickered in and out of the water, choking a few times.

Dungal swam quickly to grab Nidalee. With his support, Nidalee gradually calmed down, panting heavily.

At the beginning, Fang Moqi was still very excited, like a dolphin tumbling and thrashing in an underground river.

But ten minutes later, Fang Moqi gasped and said.

"Isn't it here yet? How long will it take to float?"

Dungar snorted, "There's still an hour."

"..." Fang Moqi hurriedly quieted down, honestly like everyone else, using the least effort to keep himself out of the water, and proceeded along the rapids.

Rafting is originally a very exciting and interesting thing, but after soaking in the water for an hour, it becomes a boring and tiring thing.

An hour later, the four of them were silent without saying a word.

Until they suddenly rushed out of the underground river cave and fell into a deep pool.

The water in the deep pool was still flowing into several nearby holes, and everyone was rushed towards a hole by the water.

Dungal hurriedly shouted: "Stop! Go ashore!"

Fang Moqi was the first to react, and swam ashore thumping against the current, followed by Lan Mu.

When the four of them came up, Lan Mu pointed to the water holes around the deep pool and asked, "What will happen if we continue to float in?"

Dungal laughed and said, "You'll drown...the inside is the natural drainage system of the entire Aztlan, and the groundwater network is intricate. If you go in, don't even think about getting out."

Fang Moqi also pointed to the deep pool and said, "We have been drifting for more than an hour, at least twenty kilometers away? How will we go back then?"

Dungal took off his clothes and squeezed the water dry, saying, "We are going to the entrance, and the exit is at another place."

"So as long as Alan is not too stupid, the other party will not kill him until he finds the exit."

Fang Moqi smiled and said: "No wonder I feel that you are not in a hurry... Tell me! How do you go next?"

They were on the stone bank beside the deep pool, where there were already obvious traces of man-made excavation, and the bottom surface paved with obsidian was under their feet.

Dungal flashed another flare and threw it overhead.

I saw the flare fall into a hole, on the stone wall about three meters above their heads.

Fang Moqi smiled, took a run-up, kicked his feet and supported his hands, and he went up.

Dungal yelled, "Give me a hand!"

Fang Moqi stretched out his hand on the top and pulled Dungal and Nidalee up, and then said to Lan Mu, "Can you help me?"

Lan Mu smiled and said, "It's only three meters..."

After speaking, he rushed up and kicked his feet twice, and he went up without even using his hands.

Ignoring Nidalee's admiration, Lan Mu put on the hood of his clothes tightly as he walked. He is now in an elf state, so he still has to cover his ears.

"Go straight from this passage, and you have to turn about nine turns. The corridors here are criss-crossed, so don't walk randomly."

Deng Jia led the way, followed by Lan Mu.

After walking for about five minutes, I changed the passage three times. This place is simply a maze.

As he was walking, Lan Mu moved his ears and suddenly pulled everyone back.

He said softly: "There is movement, it's the sound of a lighter..."

Fang Moqi's eyes lit up, and he gestured to wipe his neck.

Lan Mu nodded, pointed to himself, and then walked forward alone with his waist bent.

After turning a corner, Lan Mu turned into a stalker, and immediately saw all the creatures within a kilometer radius.

"Tsk tsk, it's really big! It seems like a maze within one kilometer..."

Lan Mu walked ten meters and turned incognito, and saw two shirtless, submachine guns, and two strong men who were smoking.

They guarded the tunnel from left to right, and it was obvious that Paul stayed there deliberately to intercept the enemy.

"Did you even expect us to come?"

Lan Mu approached slowly, his sharp claws stretched out.

The two mercenaries seemed to be unnoticed at first, and Lan Mu could easily end them with just one culling.

But suddenly, a strange feeling swept over his body.

"Fuck!"

Lan Mu is too familiar with the feeling, he is about to transform, at this time!

It feels like the body is transforming from the inside to the outside, as if there are countless dominoes in the body, which are constantly being overthrown and refurbished. Every time it transforms, Lan Mu is used to it.

But this time there is something different, when the change is not only the body undergoes transformation, but even the spirit and mind are changing. His spirit spreads to every part of the body, and even extends beyond the body, penetrating the human body, penetrating the stone wall, Penetrate through many obstacles!

"ah!"

His soul bloomed as if it had exploded, and he himself was not in pain, on the contrary, he felt refreshed to the bone, to the depths of his soul!

The form of the poodle was forcibly retreated, and Lan Mu's body was floating and stood up. A deadly cold breath was released, filling the surrounding cave walls.

"Bada..." The cigarette fell to the ground.

The two mercenaries were frightened, a monster appeared out of nowhere, floating in front of them like a ghost.

In the dim corridor, with the help of the weak light, I saw a thin, pale-skinned strange figure floating in front of me, skin covered with bones like a skeleton, with deep black eye sockets, which were hollow, with only two dim lights, like will-o’-the-wisps.

Even the two mercenaries had experienced many battles, and they had never encountered such a weird and terrifying thing. The cold breath that seemed to represent death came up to the tarsal bones, and they couldn't help shivering.

"My God! The souls of the Aztecs!"

The two mercenaries yelled and fired immediately. The submachine gun spit out flames, and the barrage poured towards Lan Mu.

Lan Mu's soul has become extremely powerful, he can easily scan the surrounding tunnels, and can easily penetrate into the mercenary's mind, everything around him seems to be different, he can easily see through the appearance and go straight to the inside.

At the same time, he also naturally sees through his own situation. His immortal body is full of cold and dark energy, and this is just a shell. What is really important is his own soul. He feels that as long as he wants, he does not need this broken body. It doesn't matter.

The bullet puffed into the body, and Lan Mu flew back more than one meter by the impact of the bullet screen, and could even feel the sound of bones being smashed.

After a round of magazines was fired, the two mercenaries saw that he was still floating in the air, and they were so scared that they backed away while changing the bullets.

"Frost..."

Lan Mu opened his skinny palm in bewilderment, and a gust of frosty cold current rolled up in the corridor, blowing past the two mercenaries.

The frightened expressions of the mercenaries were frozen, and their bodies remained in the running posture, frozen in place motionless, with a thick layer of frost covering their bodies.

Lan Mu floated over, put his hands on their heads, and whispered.

"die?"

A dark force poured into the body, the faces of the mercenaries were ashen, their personalities were instantly destroyed, and they died directly.

Instinctively destroy its soul, and use the dark power in its body to transform it neatly.

The two mercenaries dangled, standing obediently in front of Lan Mu, but looked around from time to time, very restless.

Lan Mu's tyrannical soul found out after a little exploration, that these two people were directly transformed into undead creatures by him, even though they were only the lowest level of walking corpses.

In the super USB flash drive, Lan Mu has seen all kinds of monsters described in novels about film and television games. Although he has seen the outline, he can still recognize his current transformation object.

"If I remember correctly, I am now a lich?"

Lan Mu couldn't feel his own heartbeat, and touched his chest, but it was cold. He didn't feel the blood flow, he turned into a corpse...

The bullet shot through his skinny body just now, and he didn't feel any pain at all. It doesn't matter if the bone is broken, as long as he still looks human.

"Um?"

Lan Mu's stiff body turned sideways, and he sensed Fang Moqi approaching.

The Lich's loss of hearing and smell is what he makes up for with powerful spiritual perception.

With a sudden change of thought, Lan Mu floated into a branched corridor with two walking corpses, and took back the frost all over the ground.

As soon as he left, Fang Moqi rushed to the scene without even seeing anyone.

Fang Moqi squatted down and picked up the warhead on the ground, looking thoughtfully at several side roads.

He doesn't know where the right way should be.