The Monster I Was Redeemed

Ai Liang's sudden appearance made everyone in the room look unhappy.

Everyone had entered the base, but no one reminded them.

Many people have begun to curse in their hearts the surveillance personnel responsible for monitoring the ground.

However, despite the scolding, Ai Liang showed his willingness to communicate, which reassured them a lot.

If you can avoid a vicious battle through communication, I believe no one will refuse.

Ai Liang looked around after entering the room, and finally fixed his gaze on Bernard, who was wearing heavy armor.

The other fusion warriors also turned their attention to their deputy leader.

Without the leader, Bernard is the person with the highest status in the room, so he can only negotiate with Ai Liang.

Anyone else would not be qualified to negotiate.

Because they cannot represent the entire Haixin Society.

Facing the tense situation, Ai Liang remained calm as always. He stared at the armor on Bernard and asked, "Is this the armor of the Countermeasures Bureau?"

He was clearly insisting on talking about DX818A just now, but the next second the topic changed to Bernard's armor.

This kind of jumping conversation left other people in the room confused.

But Ai Liang's next words made everyone understand why he asked this question.

"Are you from the Countermeasures Bureau?" Ai Liang said solemnly.

Although Ai Liang used questions, the tone of his words and the expression on his face had already confirmed Bernard's identity.

If he had heard this normally, the direct line fusion warriors would have taken action long ago.

Because many forces like to regard Hai Xinhui as a dog raised by the Countermeasures Bureau and use this to mock them.

But this time they all just stood there and watched as if they had eaten flies.

There was no way, if the whole bodies of the three Justins were still alive, their bodies would not have cooled down yet.

In the face of absolute truth, any resistance is feeble.

The fusion warriors on the side looked at me and I looked at you. Finally, a direct descendant of the Hai Xin Society took the initiative to stand up and explain: "The deputy leader's armor is a trophy captured in a certain battle and has nothing to do with the countermeasures bureau. ”

Ai Liang ignored him and kept his eyes locked on Bernard.

What is more infuriating than contempt is ignoring.

The face of the fusion warrior who took the initiative to explain turned blue and white, and finally took a deep breath and retreated.

At the same time, I was eagerly looking forward to what trump card Bernard could come up with.

Not many people knew about the Countermeasures Bureau's armor, but that didn't include Ai Liang.

Ai Liang has seen top-level armors such as Heat Death and Zhuanling, and has also analyzed in detail low-level armors such as 1208 and 1209, which are at the level of weird objects.

Is the armor on Bernard a trophy?

Do not make jokes.

In Ai Liang's perception, although Bernard's armor is not as good as the heat-killing spirit that can completely torture the apostles, it is definitely at the level of the apostles.

Do you think this level of armor is a trophy?

Could it be that Hai Xin will knock down the headquarters of the Countermeasures Bureau?

The rumors that Hai Xinhui is a dog raised by the Countermeasures Bureau are not groundless.

At least there are some problems with the identity of the deputy leader of the Haixin Society in front of him.

If Bernard is from the Countermeasures Bureau, then things about Ye Qing become complicated.

Ai Liang first needs to find out whether the pursuit of DX818A is an order from the Countermeasures Bureau, or whether it is an internal decision of the Haixin Society.

The almost solid mental power began to wreak havoc in the room, and everyone present could clearly feel that something was invading their brains.

They covered their heads and looked at Ai Liang in horror.

This feeling is like paddling a row of rafts made of curses and drifting in the waves during a typhoon.

Although they can still rely on the cursed body in their bodies to resist temporarily for a while, they may be engulfed by a spiritual tsunami at any time.

Faced with Ai Liang's table-turning behavior, the fusion warriors began to move closer to Bernard: "Bernard! If you have any trump cards, quickly reveal them! If we wait any longer, we will all be finished!"

Bernard didn't respond.

Ever since he burst into laughter, he had been standing motionless like a dead man.

"Bernard!"

A direct descendant put his hands on Bernard's armor, mobilizing the strangeness in his body to invade Bernard's armor in an attempt to wake him up.

But Bernard's armor is apostle-level after all, and the invasion of fusion warriors is simply not enough.

Just when everyone was in despair, Bernard made a move.

He took off the metal ball from his waist and wrapped his hands up and down.

"Is this the trump card left by the leader?"

Every fusion warrior has seen the metal ball in Bernard's hand. The leader of the Haixin Society usually gives orders to them through this.

Unexpectedly, this thing similar to a task publisher would be the trump card left by the leader.

Ai Liang looked at Bernard in front of him, secretly strengthening the mental shield on his body, and mobilized part of his mental power to stabilize his conscious defense.

Compared with the fusion warrior, the ability of the apostle is a qualitative change.

Ai Liang is confident that he can face the three apostles, the tyrant, the disciple, and the magician at the same time. That is only if he has some understanding.

Judging from the memories obtained, the deputy leader of Haixinhui has never taken action. Ai Liang neither knows Bernard's specific strength nor what his abilities are.

Although Ai Liang's sixth sense told him that the opponent was most likely not his opponent.

But being unable to defeat him does not mean that the other party cannot disgust you. It is always right to be cautious.

As Bernard lifted the iron ball, the fusion warriors of the Haixin Society discovered that the curses in their bodies gradually began to become stronger and stronger.

The cursed raft that could only drift with the current in the spiritual tsunami gradually grew into a cruise ship of tens of thousands of tons.

Ai Liang also noticed that his spiritual power was being squeezed out bit by bit by the curse.

He frowned and looked at the group of people in front of him, and began to take back the mental energy he had released.

This made the fusion warriors of Haixin Society extremely excited.

What does it mean when the other party takes the initiative to give in? It shows that he is not sure of defeating Bernard!

Ai Liang looked at the group of people in front of him solemnly.

His intuition told him that Bernard's move was by no means as simple as protecting these fusion warriors.

Ten seconds passed.

A minute passed.

The group of fusion warriors, who were filled with the joy of surviving the disaster, suddenly discovered that after the mental power on the opposite side receded, the curse in their bodies was still expanding.

In the absence of external care, where does the nourishment of the curse come from?

"The weirdness of my fusion is weakening?"

"Damn it! Bernard, what are you doing! Stop it!"

"The curse within us is eating us!"

"Bernard! Didn't you say that the curse in our body only has spiritual protection ability! Why is it devouring my body?!"

Whether it was the Captive Faction or the direct descendants of the Haixin Society, everyone was questioning Bernard.

But Bernard just uttered a word quietly.

"Everyone in the Haixin Society is just nourishment for the curse."