kill dawn

Chapter 16

In the auction house, the host who was supposed to show up was replaced by an electronic sound. His figure was hidden behind the thick darkness. In the light pouring down from the center of the platform, a naked guide was curled up in a huge cage, closing his eyes. Focusing is like falling asleep.

The hoarse voice of the electronic voice is like footsteps crushing gravel: "Welcome to my underground kingdom."

There was a burst of applause in places where people could see and couldn't see.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's get straight to the point." The electronic voice laughed, and the voice vibrated on the empty platform, which seemed extraordinarily intrusive, "The first auction is for this guide——Guide, there are no guides everywhere. It’s worthless, so you can see that he’s different.”

"So, what's the difference?"

The people behind the scenes neither introduced the rules, nor gave a lengthy speech first, nor even arranged seats for the customers, but introduced the products when they came up.

"Just based on my dictation, you will definitely not be able to feel it intuitively, so it's better to let everyone watch it with your own eyes."

As the electronic voice fell, a staff member took the elevator down into the giant cage. He bent down and put his hand on a red button.It was only then that everyone discovered that on the edge of the giant cage frame, there were two buttons of different colors, one red and one green.

Except for the light pouring down from the platform, the viewing seats all around were pitch black.Jiang Bieqiu stood quietly on the spot, looking at the fragile guide in the cage who couldn't resist, but his eyes were illusory.

It wasn't until he felt a trace of anger from the connection of the pseudo-bonding that he regained his thoughts from the fugue.

Obviously, this anger came from Fang Jue.

Jiang Bieqiu believed that no one in the tower area could control their negative emotions when they came here.

Hundreds of years ago, the ancestors of mankind exhausted their efforts to allow human civilization to continue with dignity and hope. They never thought that their descendants had already forgotten the past and hardships, and sharpened their knives to face their compatriots.

Just like his own mother Bai Lu, there is no humanity at all.

Jiang Bieqiu clearly only looked at the guide in the cage, but for no reason recalled the years when he had been buried long ago.

Those years of opening and closing eyes are scientific research instruments, crying and anger are useless.

"Want to save him?" Jiang Bieqiu calmed down and asked casually, "With your ability, you should be able to save him. Of course, if you need me, I can also help you."

In the darkness, Jiang Bieqiu couldn't see Fang Jue's expression clearly, but he could feel him gradually calm down.

Fang Jue shook his head, his voice could not hear any emotion: "Our goal is not him."

Jiang Bieqiu chuckled, and stopped talking, but mentioned the guide he met a long time ago in the east area of ​​the Tower of Dawn.

"He should also be one of the guides who were caught in the underground world for experimentation. He escaped somehow and wandered to the Tower of Dawn, where we discovered him." Jiang Bieqiu paused, with a light tone, "It is now known that The most common situation is that someone is genetically modifying supernatural beings, causing many sentinels or guides to have mental overload, and then polluting more people. The interesting thing is that the leaders of your Twilight Tower don't know the existence of this at all."

Jiang Bieqiu wanted to smoke a cigarette when he needed to use his brain like this, but it was really inconvenient right now, so he had to think about the taste and take a few sips of his mouth to get rid of the dry addiction, and said: "But the Tower of Dawn also Didn't find..."

In the middle of speaking, there was a sudden pause.

Because the staff in the cage pressed that green button without warning.

I saw the guide, who was quiet and closed his eyes, tremble violently as if being shocked by an electric shock, so much that the entire platform shook.Soon, strips of orange light appeared around the guide, and they swam wildly without knowing their destination.

Fang Jue's pupils shrunk—that was the polluted mental net!

The people behind the auction actually let a wizard who had been polluted by the spiritual net to use his abilities!

Although he was in the dark, Fang Jue could feel that many people came to this meeting place. If there is a large area of ​​pollution, the entire underground world will fall!Is that man crazy? !

As if feeling the restlessness of the crowd, the electronic voice cleared his throat, and said soothingly: "Everyone, please be quiet, please observe the guide you brought first."

After a moment of restlessness and silence, there was a burst of buzzing and discussion.

The electronic voice said with a smile: "Yes, you read that right. The guide in the cage has been modified to control other guides with the mental touch net. As for the control method, you can choose whatever you want."

"Om-"

The voice of discussion suddenly increased.

Everyone in the human base knows that although guides have different levels, they are for pulling sentries.There is no strict hierarchy between guides and guides. If a guide really evolves to the point where it can control other guides, it will undoubtedly be a huge asset for some people.

Sentinels have suffered from mental overload for a long time, and ordinary people have envied people with supernatural powers for a long time.

Everyone fell into various emotions, whether ecstasy, doubt, or anger, only Jiang Bieqiu was indifferent.

——Because he had seen it many times when he was a child.

He even thought a little bit self-deprecatingly, after getting the dawn, he would follow his mother Bailu's idea, and be a complete traitor to human beings, which would be another kind of consummation.

Before the melancholy was over, Jiang Bieqiu felt a scorching gaze from behind - it was Fang Jue's.

"What are you staring at me for?" Jiang Bieqiu turned around suspiciously, and belatedly remembered, "Oh, you want to ask why I haven't been affected?"

Fang Jue didn't speak, but his eyes answered.

Jiang Bieqiu thought for a while: "That's right, if the electronic buddies notice something is wrong with me and it won't be good if they arrest us, then I'll pretend."

After all, without waiting for Fang Jue to react, he leaned back artificially and fell into Fang Jue's arms.

Fang Jue: "..."

Looking down from above, Jiang Bieqiu could only see Fang Jue's tense jaw, and was a little displeased for a moment: "What's your performance? I don't know how to act, so it's pretty good to act like this."

"Don't talk." Fang Jue suddenly grabbed the back of Jiang Bieqiu's head, pressed him firmly, and said softly, "Something is watching."

As if confirming Jiang Bieqiu's nonsense just now, Fang Jue, with his senses fully open, clearly sensed a certain sense of peeping from the dark place, but if he really wanted to locate him, the man cunningly disappeared.

After observing enough, the electronic voice sounded again: "Since everyone has inspected the goods, let's start bidding."

The people hidden in the darkness are very familiar with the process. As soon as the electronic voice finishes speaking, there are successive ticking sounds coming from all directions, and one ticking represents a bid.

Jiang Bieqiu and Fang Jue came here for the first time, so they could only wait and see what happened.

However, the sound of ticking has not stopped yet, the figure of the guide in the center of the platform suddenly trembled, stretching his arms like a stranded fish, as if he wanted to escape from the giant cage, but there was an invisible thread behind him to pull him, Let him not break free.In an instant, the guide twitched twice and fell to the ground.

The blood that came out of nowhere spread like poppies across the entire platform.

The buzzing sounds from all around seemed to be cut off suddenly, and everything was completely silent.

Finally, the electronic voice spoke again.

Its voice is ethereal and formless, chilling to the bone.

"Oh, another bad one."

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