"As you can see, after the transformation, our current strength attributes are closer to vampires than mutants, but our strength levels have all reached the peak of the fourth level!" As soon as the Blood Baron's words came out, the mutants present immediately gasped.

Thirty fourth-level peak powerhouses appeared all of a sudden, and no one could ignore this terrifying combat power!

"Is our technology already so powerful?" Schroeder asked.

"Yes, now that the technology of the Scarlet Hunters has matured, the Brotherhood will select excellent mutants through this war to transform!" Linton nodded, although the technology is mature, but the blood of the first generation of vampires is limited, it is impossible to strengthen all mutants, and can only rely on merit to reward those outstanding mutants.

"We also have a chance?!" Many mutants' eyes lit up, as mutants, their strength is fixed for life, and their bloodline determines their strength or weakness, but now that an opportunity to become stronger is in front of them, how can anyone not cherish this opportunity?

In the circle of supernatural people, strength not only represents fame and interests, but also represents one's own life! There is no law in the world of supernatural people, everything is the final word of the fist, and if the strength is weak, it is possible to be killed, even if relatives and friends avenge themselves, then it is impossible for them to come back to life, so obtaining more powerful power has a fatal attraction for any supernatural person!

"That's right, as long as you do well in this war, then you all have a chance to become Scarlet Hunters!" Linton nodded.

"Looks like we're going to have to die this time!" quite a few mutants made up their minds.

"Everyone also knows that in addition to the power of blood, vampires have a far better sense of hearing, sight, and smell than ordinary supernatural people, and so are we who have been transformed, and at the same time, our motor cells have also been greatly improved, and now no one should be able to beat us except for those martial artists who specialize in light martial arts!" continued.

"That's great!Can we have this kind of power too?" Blood Baron will make the mutants below shine every time he says one of his abilities, the warriors have always had an overwhelming advantage over the mutants, and the mutants of the same level can almost only be abused in front of the warriors, but now it is different, the mutants strengthened by the Scarlet Hunter technology have the ability to confront the warriors head-on!

"That's right, when the war is over, the second group of good brothers will be transformed by the Scarlet Hunter technique!" Linton confirmed.

"Vice-President, you're going to be the talker!" shouted a mutant below.

"Of course! This is a decision made by the Brotherhood higher-ups, and I can't deny it even if I want to!" Linton laughed.

"I'm going to be a Crimson Hunter!" a lot of young mutants were eager to try.

Through the appearance of the Blood Baron, coupled with Linton's guarantee as the vice president, the originally low morale of the mutants suddenly rose, especially those young mutants, who were unwilling to have only the current strength for the rest of their lives, so they had an unprecedented yearning for the Scarlet Hunters!

"What are we going to do next?" Dassault asked.

"We can't go head-to-head with the Huaxia people, in that case, even if we win them, our losses will be too great, and this is not in our interests!" Linton said.

"What do you mean?" Schroeder asked.

"I mean, of course, let them eat dogs!" a sneer curled into Linton's mouth.

"Huh?!" Linton's words stunned both Schroeder and Dassault.

"I don't need you to know the specific things, now your task is to rebuild your morale and prepare for a decisive battle with the Huaxia people!" Linton said with a wave of his hand.

"Yes, sir!" Schroeder and Dassault nodded, since Linton was reluctant to tell them, it was inconvenient for them to ask more as subordinates.

"Go on your mission!" Linton waved at the Blood Baron.

"As you wish, my lord!" the Blood Baron gave Linton an elegant aristocratic salute, and then turned around and rushed out of the valley where the mutants were stationed with his twenty-nine Crimson Hunters.

"Don't you need to equip them with sat-nav maps?" Dassault asked, as the Blood Baron and the others walked almost empty-handed.

"No!" Linton smiled.

......

After leaving the valley, the Blood Baron took a deep breath and said, "I seem to have smelled the smell of blood, it's delicious!"

"Which way are we going, sir?" asked a Crimson Hunter.

"Suck ......" The Blood Baron took another deep breath, then said after a moment of silence, "This way!"

"Whoosh Whoosh...... Dozens of figures shot away behind the Blood Baron, and disappeared into the vast mountains in the blink of an eye.

......

At the same time, on another island in Dongying, the Lingyun Sect was in trouble again, and this trouble did not come from the enemy, but from themselves!

"Master, we're almost done with the food we've carried, we have to figure out a way!" said one of the elders.

"Yes, Senior Brother Leader, we still hold on, but those low-level disciples under the sect won't survive for a few days!" the other elder also nodded.

"What's it called! Won't you hunt after you run out of dry food? Do you grow your hands just to reach out and take care of what others want to eat?" Before Ma Xuantong could speak, Ye Tianshun glared at these elders.

"Hmph, you're talking simply, the entire Dongying has been bombarded countless times by the technological weapons of the Rice Country before, how can there be wild things that can be eaten!" an elder muttered in a low voice.

"What are you talking about?!" Ye Tianshun's ear voice was excellent, although the elder was quite far away from him, and the whining voice was not loud, but he still heard it in his ears.

"......" The elder didn't dare to answer, after all, Chen Xuanming and Feng Xuanyi were forced away, and now that life and death were uncertain, he didn't dare to touch the big elder's bad head at this time

"Hmph!" Seeing that the elder was afraid of his obscenity and didn't dare to speak, Ye Tianshun nodded with satisfaction.

"Great Elder, although it is said that the disciples can hunt, it is not a problem for us to hide in the mountains all the time!" Ma Xuantong said with a frown, after a few days of missile bombardment, although no one taught them, they also knew that hiding in the ravine, walking in that kind of narrow mountain stream or cave will not be attacked.

However, there was nothing to eat in these ravines, and the occasional appearance of a hare was not enough for nearly a hundred people, so when the food he carried with him was exhausted, Lingyun Sect was indeed a little struggling.

At this time, everyone actually had an idea in their hearts, that is, to contact the large army and ask Jiang Fei for help, but Ye Tianshun resolutely refused to die to save face, so everyone could only accompany him to suffer.