Alien Knights

　　 "No. 133, the ceremony is over."

　　 Listening to the shaman apprentice’s loud report, Wayne Dunlop, standing on the observation deck of the ceremony hall, tapped the record book lightly with the pen in his hand, and said: "Open the ceremony cabin."

　　 A dozen believers were divided into two groups, one on the left and the other on the right, and they came to a "coffin" made of granite.

　　 They first put on special air filter masks, then lined up in two rows, grabbing the iron ropes on the coffin stone cover, shouting chants, and pulling the chains backwards forcefully.

　　 Seeing the sarcophagus being pulled apart a little bit, the shaman apprentice in charge of the on-site command swallowed nervously and shouted: "The guard is ready!"

　　 Dozens of heavily armed soldiers of the regiment, holding large shields and spears, formed an airtight shield wall, and pointed the front arrow at the slowly opening sarcophagus.

　　 The sarcophagus was first opened by a three-centimeter gap, and light gray smoke floated out of it and quickly dissipated.

　　 Accompanied by the harsh rubbing sound of the stone slabs, the gap quickly expanded to the size of half a meter. Looking down from the sky, you can clearly see the inside of the coffin, filled with viscous black liquid.

　　 These liquids seem to have life, tumbling, flowing and circling in the enclosed space.

　　As the gap gets bigger and bigger, the liquid in the coffin flows faster and faster, and the amount of smoke overflows more and more.

A slender brown palm rose slowly from the black liquid, followed by a solid forearm like wood wax, and finally, a male elf face with a long scar on the right eye, slowly rising from the black liquid. Slowly emerge.

　　 Under the startled gaze of everyone, an elf with gray-brown skin and no strands all over, slowly sat up from the sarcophagus.

　　 Wayne Dunlop looked at the results of the experiment under the high platform, raised his eyebrows and whispered: "This is really rare, this time it is a dark elf..."

　　 This dark elf male coughed loudly while shaking his drowsy head, and a light black liquid was still flowing around the corner of his mouth.

　　 The shaman apprentice walked to the back of the shield wall and shouted at the other party: "Say your name and identity!"

Looking at the group of people in front of him, the dark elf lowered his head and looked at his body in a daze, then said in a low voice: "My name is Ackerman. Fight."

　　 The shaman apprentice opened the record book, and there was such a paragraph on it.

　　『Akerman Shaukola, twenty-seven years old, leader of the Red Branch, voluntarily gave up his family name and personal wealth. The sacred army transformation ceremony number 133. Physical condition before the ceremony: no hidden disease, no obvious talent, and has been inoculated with the "flaming breath" ability. Strength evaluation: normal level; agility evaluation: slightly stronger than ordinary people; intelligence evaluation..."

　　 asked Ackerman some more questions. After making sure that the other party's mind was normal, the shaman apprentice raised his head, looked at Wayne Dunlop on the high platform, and asked: "Mr. Dunlop, can you take the following test?"

　　 "Yes, go ahead."

　　 Ackerman, who was completely naked, first walked to the middle of a pile of dumbbells under the guidance of the shaman apprentice, and started a series of strength tests.

　　 Later, the shaman apprentice wrote on the record board: "The maximum **** weight is 77 kg, which is judged to be slightly stronger than ordinary people."

　　 Next, is the weapon test.

　　 Ackerman walked through a row of weapon racks and finally chose a simple hunting bow.

　　 Take the arrow and draw the bow, only hearing the sound of breaking through the air, the arrow shot by Ackerman penetrated the heavy arrow pile and plunged deeply into the stone wall.

　　 The shaman apprentice in charge of recording, looked at the dark elf in front of him in surprise. But what happened next left him completely stunned.

I saw that the second arrow shot by Ackerman accurately pierced the tail of the first arrow and divided it into two; the third arrow pierced the tail of the second arrow and divided it into equal parts again. The two halves of; the fourth, fifth, sixth...

Ackerman seemed to be doing magic. In a blink of an eye, he shot only one arrow in the quiver, and on the wall a hundred meters away, there was a "wood" made of split arrows. flower".

　　 The pen and paper in the hands of the shaman apprentice fell to the ground and said to himself: "This kind of archery, I'm not dreaming..."

　　 Ackerman took out the last arrow, the index and middle fingers of his right hand wiped the arrow lightly, and the front end of the arrow was suddenly wrapped in a cloud of purple flame.

　　 With the explosion of the bowstring, the arrow with the purple flame draws a gorgeous tail flame in the air, and the moment it hits the wall, it bursts out a fire that is so bright that people can ignore it.

　　 Accompanied by the violent explosion and burning sound, the place where the arrows existed turned into a burning purgatory, and nothing remained.

　　 Everyone in the ceremony hall looked at the scene in front of them in shock, and the huge space suddenly became silent.

Ackerman slowly put down the bow and arrow in his hand, looked at his hands, and muttered to himself sentimentally: "If...if at that time, I could have this ability, Casper wouldn't die like that before my eyes. ."

While recording every detail of the experiment, Wayne Dunlop said to the group of people in a daze around him: "Take No. 133 to the barracks, pay attention to the dark elves' food taboos and environmental allergens. Also, clean up the premises as soon as possible. , To prepare for the conversion ceremony of the 134th Crusader Army."

　　 Watching everyone's busy schedule, Wayne turned around and returned to his room, digging through the experiment records while writing notes.

　　『The tyrant’s in vivo experiment (people here like to call it the sacred army transformation ceremony) has been carried out to No. 133, and the statistics of the experiment are as follows. 』

"Among the 133 experimenters, 4 had experienced physical death before the ritual was over; 11 people had completed the transformation ritual, but the nerve center was destroyed to varying degrees, showing dementia, forgetfulness, violent and even Self-inflicted, had to take special measures to deal with it. 』

　　『The remaining 118 subjects showed great success in diversification! Among them, 32 subjects were transformed into orcs, 25 subjects were transformed into werewolves, 19 subjects were transformed into elves (including light elves and dark elves), 13 subjects were transformed into tauren, and 15 subjects were transformed into elves. The body was transformed into a lizardman, 7 subjects were transformed into Harpy, and 3 subjects were transformed into Gorgon...』

　　『These titles come from the mouth of the Holy King, but I have to say that they sound simple and easy to understand, and they are very vivid. 』

　　『Let’s talk about the result classification of the transformation ceremony. 』

　　『The 118 survivors gave birth to more than a dozen races of transformations. This seems to be random and there is no trace to be found, but I still sum up some rules from it. 』

　　『According to my inference, in our internal gene pool, human genes occupy an absolute dominant position, perhaps as high as 90% or more. The remaining 10% or even less of the genes are non-human genes. 』

　　『The tyrant virus, while attacking and engulfing genes belonging to humans, selects the most heterogeneous gene body among the remaining non-human genes for assembly and replication. 』

"Let me give an example, if a person has 90% of human genes, 5% of orc genes, 2% of werewolf genes, 1% of elf genes...The tyrant will choose orc genes as the copy target~www. readwn.com~ Transform the subject into an orc form. 』

　　『And supernatural bacteria play a very important auxiliary role in the transformation process. If an experimental subject with an orc gene dominance is injected with power-enhancing bacteria before being transformed, then after being transformed into an orc, it will be stronger and larger than other similar subjects. If an elf is injected with flame breath ability before transformation, he will be able to use a series of abilities related to flame more conveniently and possess extremely high fire resistance. 』

　　『The problem now is that before the transformation ritual, we don’t know what the transformation result of the subject is at all. This causes great restrictions on the selection of abilities for the subject before the transformation ritual. 』

　　『For example, metal skin is an extremely powerful ability. If used on orcs or werewolves, it can turn their bones into hard metal, making them indestructible. However, if this power is assigned to the elves, severe allergic reactions will occur. Due to the presence of metal skeletons in the body of the subject, elemental abilities such as fire, lightning, and frost will be severely disturbed, which will eventually lead to the elves. Death. 』

　　 "About the result of injecting Sutherland archaea into the test subject..."

　　 At this point, Wayne Dunlop frowned deeply. He hesitated for a moment, then tore off the page with this line of paper and put it directly on the candlelight and burned it to ashes.

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