"Oh my God! How many killings did this Berner woman make? "Xuanyuan Nanxing entered the cellar, only to feel the wind gusting.

The cellar smells of blood, and on the left is a huge barrel containing Bernard wine, and on the right is a somewhat primitive mechanical operating table. There were metal fragments scattered on the ground, some of them mecha fragments, some of them laser sword fragments, and not far away there was a bone pool.

According to her preference, Countess Bernard took the bodies of humans and other races as specimens, and the dissected internal organs and blood were all injected into the bone pool, which was ablated by high-grade strong acids. There are also a large number of severed arms and stumps, which are also thrown into the pool for ablation.

Next to the operating table, there are a lot of laser swords and broken mechs piled up at random. High-level elite soldiers and law enforcers usually carry a lot of weapons on their bodies, just like Xuanyuan Nanxing, there is definitely more than one laser sword on their bodies. After all, the interstellar battlefield has a lot of attrition, and weapons and mecha are the most likely to break, so it is understandable to bring more equipment.

However, if the strength is not equal, and the enemy is killed by one punch or several hammers, naturally there is no chance to use those weapons, such as encountering an opponent like Countess Bernard, this will be the result. Many of the corpses were brought to the cellar in full armour.

This Countess Bernard is a bit perverted, she likes to play with specimens, especially likes to cut the skin of a human woman, and cut the whole skin to make a blanket, Regulus Nanxing sensed those skins, and her scalp was numb.

It is outrageous to kill people and to suffer all kinds of torture after death. Fortunately, the good luck is good, the perverted Countess Bernard was killed in a big battle, otherwise the person who is now lying on the operating table to make specimens will be him Xuanyuan Nanxing.

"Good sword, good sword, still good sword." Xuanyuan Nanxing picked it up.

I don't know why, when the tower was inducted, the cellar at the bottom of the tower was not found, and when I went down to the cellar, it seemed that the interference became more intense. In this regard, Xuanyuan Nanxing is vigilant and ready to fight at any time, for fear that something will go wrong.

Ten minutes passed, nothing happened, and the cellar was eerily quiet except for the sound of rummaging through items.

"Damn, two hundred and thirty-seven, two hundred and thirty-eight, so many intact laser swords, how many people must have died here?" Xuanyuan Nanxing continued to count, and scolded after counting for a while.

There are too many laser swords, definitely more than a thousand, and they are all of excellent quality, indicating that they are from the hands of high-ranking elite soldiers and law enforcers. Like the kind of elite soldiers who can be killed at will, it is impossible for Gurnana to bring back and make specimens.

Miserable! There was no way to describe it, and Xuanyuan Nanxing even dared to assert that the corpses made into specimens here, the number of law enforcers was even more than that of high-level elite soldiers, their laser swords and portable laser guns were preserved, and there were some other weapons piled up.

As for mechs? Directly in front of the operating table, there is a metal cutting board on which a large hammer rests.

It can be seen that the high-level mecha brought back by Countess Bernard was smashed on the cutting board, and then rare metals were recovered from it, so there were a lot of mecha fragments near the metal cutting board.

This cutting board is the same texture as the metal box found in the bedroom, it is said to be very hard and heavy enough, but the cutting board has been hammered to the point that I don't know how many mechs have become fragments on this cutting board.

Halfway through the count, Xuanyuan Nanxing didn't count, he straightened up his waist and walked towards the bone pool, originally thought that there would be danger, but nothing happened until now, so he concentrated his mental strength to find it, and it seemed that the problem came from this pool.

It was precisely because of the existence of this bone pool that Super Sense was unable to discover this cellar in advance, and it was only after walking around the entire transmission tower from top to bottom that it was found.

"Grandma's, there are too many people, and even the super acid has been diluted to this extent." Xuanyuan Nanxing looked at the oil flowers floating on the pool, it was corpse oil, and after looking at it a few times, he felt nauseous.

"Poof, poof, poof."

Three cold energy pebbles were thrown into the bone pool, and the cold energy and acid suddenly reacted. The acid decomposes quickly, resulting in the cold energy leaking out of the pebbles faster, and after a while, the pool surface freezes, and exudes a chill, and Xuanyuan Nanxing takes the laser sword and pokes the ice surface.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"

There were ice cubes everywhere in the pool, and Xuanyuan Nanxing gasped heavily, now his physical condition was really poor, and he was tired enough to shake the laser sword with a little force, but fortunately, the work of chiseling ice was relatively simple.

"Force Field Control."

Xuanyuan Nanxing's eyes condensed slightly, and he immediately exerted force field control, and then it was as if there was an invisible big hand, quickly carrying the large and small Xiaoice blocks in the pool.

Since the development of the source ability, the other synthesis moves have not improved much, but the range of force field control has been increased to 150 meters, and it can easily carry a half-ton weight, and even can easily hang the body and move in the air.

The diameter of this bone pool can be thirty-five meters, and because the super perception is affected, I don't know how deep it is, so I used the force field to control the matter and dig for more than two hours, and finally "bottomed out".

"Equatorial wind, let's go down." Xuanyuan Nanxing said hello, and his body slowly fell to the bottom of the pool.

Before Xuanyuan Nanxing's feet hit the ground, the equatorial wind began to roar: "I fuck the eighteenth generation ancestor of her Bernard girl, how many human enforcers has this girl destroyed?" I forgot to measure her bone age, and it should have been a long time since she grew to the level of Earl Bernard, maybe she could kill an existence higher than her level at the stage of Viscount Bernard or Baron Bernard. ”

Shockingly, the bottom of this pool is full of broken laser swords and various mecha fragments, and occasionally one or two human bones are found, but they have been corroded beyond recognition.

The laser swords outside the pool turned out to be only a small part, or just accumulated in recent years, the real big head is in the pool, it is estimated that Countess Bernard is very lazy, and the cellar is full of things and sweeps the things down and melts them together, without noticing that the acid has been diluted.

"Boom!"

The blood of the famous sword on his waist fluttered and shook, and three bright lights suddenly erupted from the bottom of the pool, rising from the thousands of broken swords. Xuanyuan Nanxing's body retreated sharply, and a special laser sword was suspended in every ray of light in front of him.

Blood Piaoling seemed to feel something, and burst out with a series of killing intent, and Equatorial Wind shouted: "Xuanyuan! This is a sword mound, and it actually formed a sword mound. You have to be careful, you don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. Legend has it that on the interstellar battlefield, where the masters die most intensively, their laser swords will be intertwined into a sword mound. Because the laser sword is usually worn by the side and is contaminated with the owner's breath all year round, it will slowly carry the master's spiritual power. Spiritual power can be battle intent, it can be fear, it can be **, it is very complicated to gather together, now pick up the blood drifting zero, and fight with the laser sword here with the help of the killing intent of the blood drifting! It's a clash of spirits. ”

As soon as the words fell, the vibration in the entire sword mound stopped, and all the movement calmed down, and only three laser swords hung high.

Xuanyuan Nanxing stretched out his hand, holding the famous sword tightly, the killing intent in the sword was actually converging rapidly, and it seemed that there were countless sword lights rushing towards his mind, and the surroundings were obviously very calm, but he had a consciousness that was about to be pierced by ten thousand swords.

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, sword light surging in his mind.

Every sword light passed, as if it hit the fragile body, Xuanyuan Nanxing couldn't wait to hold his head and roll, and at this moment, the killing intent in his hand swept outward.

There was no sound, nothing unusual, Xuanyuan Nanxing did not move, but he felt a sword light rise, and swept towards the outside in an instant, and the red sword light was suddenly extinguished.

In consciousness, a sword light erupted from the blood, and this sword light went up to the sky and down to the ground, as if it had become the whole of consciousness, but soon more sword light gushed out, and the feeling of layering made my head hurt.

"I understand, there are more or less remnants of the spiritual power of some users on the laser sword, they are all human elites, and they naturally have a deep will to fight. This sword mound is like a slowly generated magnetic field, it was calm when there was those acids, and now I removed the acid, and took the initiative to jump down to check, and I have fallen into the magnetic field. There is no physical attack in the sword mound, but on the spiritual level, it will encounter ten thousand sword attacks, it is really big, there are no surprises, and this kind of unbelievable thing has been encountered by me. ”

With his mind racing, Xuanyuan Nanxing clenched his famous sword and blood drifted, this sword was very lethal, and it was just right to use it against him.

In fact, the current situation is very simple, just like adding magnetism or reducing magnetism to an iron rod contaminated with magnetism.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom."

The sword light in his consciousness was dense, and the blood drift had just swept away a wave of attacks, and the dense sword light enveloped it again. This is a clash on the spiritual level of Xuanyuan Nanxing, the sword intent in the sword mound is full of anger and resentment, and there is a little bit of unyielding, they regard the person who breaks into the sword mound as an enemy, and they will kill them if they say anything.

"Hmph, dead is dead, it's too early to think about the climate!" Xuanyuan Nanxing inspired the battle intent and swung his sword wildly in his consciousness.

It was really an extremely peculiar battle, it was very quiet on the surface, and Regulus Nanxing's feet didn't even move. In fact, every time they clashed, they were thrilling to the extreme, and the killing intent of the famous sword's blood was actually weakening.

It is not a good thing that the killing intent is weakened, Xuanyuan Nanxing's nostrils, ears, and corners of his mouth are bleeding, and his consciousness has weakened a lot.

After all, Blood Drifting Zero is a famous sword, every famous sword has a story behind it, and every famous sword has once been famous, so when it was suppressed and its momentum was weak and weak, it suddenly burst out with all its strength, driving out the killing intent in its consciousness as much as possible.

"Annihilation, extinguishment, extinguishment, extinguishment, all for me!"

Every time Xuanyuan Nanxing shouted the word "extinguish", the red sword light would be partially extinguished, and when the bloody killing intent swept outward, it seemed that all the sword light was extinguished.

No, there are still three sword lights.

They are extremely condensed, their killing intent is boiling, and the entire sword mound is formed with these three sword lights as the core, and they are the kings of the sword.

(To be continued)