As soon as the Human Emperor Banner came out, I became the Lord of the Old Ones

Chapter 104 No choice
Xu Yan woke up in shock.

I shuddered deeply.

The awareness of the monster below seems to stir up people's most terrifying memories.

Unfortunately, there is nothing worth being afraid of in my memory - it seems that it is only others who are afraid of me.

Shaking his head vigorously and focusing his attention on the ground below, Xu Yan discovered that the fierce battle deep in the laboratory had come to an end.

The waves of souls that had been colliding violently just now turned into faint groans and sighs with lingering fear.

Xu Yan pondered for a moment, took the risk of releasing the "Jelly", and scanned a horrific picture.

In the center of the prison, there lay a monster that was a fusion of flesh, blood and machinery.

The ghost chariot, like one crawling out from the depths of a nightmare, was smashed to pieces by the iron fist wrapped in magma and corroded by acid.

The bionic muscles twitched nervously, the broken cables sprayed sparks with a hissing sound, and lubricating oil and coolant flowed all over the ground, gathering into a pool of dried blood.

Still, it's not dead yet.

The gears and bearings cast from super-strong alloy give it the powerful vitality to operate at minimum requirements even in extremely harsh working conditions.

The demon soul from the phantom civilization still let out its last roar among the festering flesh and rusty machinery, trying to find a new possession.

Unfortunately, the Big Boss and the Swamp Gang leader tore off all of its limbs.

The ceiling collapsed, and the falling steel beams nailed every movable joint to the ground.

It also crushed its computing core.

The demon soul of the Phantom Demon Civilization was trapped in a completely paralyzed metal cage.

Of course, they also paid an extremely tragic price.

From the boss's left shoulder to his right abdomen, a large piece of flesh and blood seemed to have been torn off by an ore collector. The white broken bones were directly exposed to the air, and even his internal organs were about to gush out through the wound.

The Swamp Gang leader's left elbow and below were completely shattered, and the goggles on his face disappeared, revealing a horrifying face with flesh and blood corroded away, leaving only a skeleton.

The men on both sides were either beheaded or mutilated, and were still trapped in the most horrific nightmare of their lives, hugging their bleeding limbs and letting out shrill screams.

This scene made Xu Yan's heart beat wildly, and the obsession that had just calmed down was rekindled, screaming at him not to miss the fleeting opportunity.

Big Boss and Festering Quick, two senior spirit masters holding Silver Cards, are at their weakest moment.

The guardian spirits of the two were also torn into pieces, dim and unable to maintain the deterrent power of the "silver level".

And their subordinates were also trapped in the depths of the nightmare and couldn't extricate themselves.

Not to mention the evil spirit trapped in the mechanical wreckage, which was simply a steaming feast for the Human Emperor Banner.

Xu Yan licked his cracked lips and used his left hand to hold down his restless right arm.

"etc……

“The more greedy you are, the more vigilant you must be.

"The big boss and the leader of the Swamp Gang are both cunning and ruthless. Who knows if they have played all their cards?
"Even if they really fell from 'Silver' to 'Bronze', they must be at 'Peak Bronze'. If they join forces, I can't easily take them down.

"I must find a way to force them to reveal their last trump card and weaken their strength a little more so that they can get into my range."

Xu Yan's mind raced, and his eyes flashed with ferocity.

……

In the collapsed prison, he watched the Swamp Gang that he had spent his entire life to build, the veteran gangsters who had won countless gang fights and escaped countless times from the Security Bureau, patrols and bounty hunters, turn into wriggling pieces of meat in an instant. Even a desperado like "Festering Quick" could not help but feel heartbroken.

Deep in the skull-like eye sockets, a light of extreme resentment shone, and he wished to tear the boss into pieces.

"My men also suffered heavy casualties!"

Sensing his undisguised murderous intent, the big boss spat a mouthful of blood, his anger filled with rage but he also had nowhere to vent.

"Your men are nothing but brainwashed puppets. How dare you compare yourself to the elite of the Swamp Gang?"

The festering Quick laughed in anger.

There was no trust between the two of them to begin with.

Even if they all joined the Black Dream Organization, they were still in a competitive relationship vying for each other's favor.

What's more, the boss's only bargaining chip is this underground laboratory, which stores the data, information, technology and experimental subjects that the Black Dream Organization urgently needs.

Now, the laboratory that served as a token of surrender was in ruins, and the raging flames almost burned down everything the Black Dream Organization needed.

The first mission after joining the organization ended in failure. Both parties were worried and didn't know how to face the organization's anger and punishment.

For a moment, the two were at war with each other.

The subordinates who were still able to move also held their weapons and seal cards tightly, glaring at each other in despair, and the atmosphere was tense to the point of bursting.

Just then, a scream came from the corner.

The big boss and the festering Quick turned around at the same time and found that a seriously injured member of the Swamp Gang who was lying on the ruins just now had disappeared without a trace.

Only a messy trail of blood was left, dragging into the depths of darkness. The few emergency lights around also went out one by one.

It seems that the old nightmare has not ended yet, and a new nightmare has already arrived.

"who is it?"

The big boss's facial muscles twitched wildly, and the dull rock giant stirred out the last of the magma, trying to dispel the darkness.

The darkness was like a tide, spreading up again and again.

"Something's wrong, we've fallen into a trap!"

The boss's expression shifted from gloomy to bright, and a sudden realization of despair gradually emerged in his eyes. "Director Monk can unlock the Dread Chariot, but he can't charge it or equip it with weapon modules. He doesn't have the authority to do so.

"And the explosion! This damn explosion wasn't an accident at all. Someone was working against us and deliberately using Director Monk to deplete our strength!

"Come out, who are you and what do you want?"

From the depths of darkness, unpredictable laughter could be heard from all directions simultaneously.

"'Big Boss' John Carter, you did a great job."

A voice boomed from deep within the ceiling, "You've already wiped out most of the Swamp Gang. As long as you take down Festering Quick, the Security Bureau will guarantee your safety."

The big boss jumped up with a start, as if bitten by a poisonous snake on the ankle. He retreated three meters in one breath and waved his hands repeatedly at the Swamp Gang leader: "Don't be fooled. I have nothing to do with the Security Bureau. They are trying to sow discord between us and hope that we will both suffer!"

"Nonsense, do you think I have no brains?"

The festering Quick waved his hands to signal his men not to act rashly. He stared at the ceiling and said coldly, "Of course I know your sincerity in joining the Black Dream Organization. How could you possibly believe such a silly trick?"

Swish!
He waved his hand and shot out a ball of acid, which corroded a huge hole in the ceiling.

The cave was empty, without a single person in sight.

"Haha, it seems that I underestimated your caution and tacit understanding, but—"

A new laugh echoed from the depths of the ruins beneath their feet. "I'm curious, Boss, besides joining the Security Bureau, do you have any other options?"

This question made the big boss slightly stunned.

A complex light burst out from his eyes.

Sensing that his breathing and heartbeat were accelerating at the same time, the Swamp Gang leader's eyes instantly became extremely deep.

"The prerequisite for joining the Black Dream Organization is that you are useful."

The voice from the depths of darkness analyzed slowly, "Of course you were very valuable half a day ago, whether it's the core data in this lab, the large number of brainwashed armed guards, or the connections and intelligence network you've built up over the past decade or so of hard work managing Rolling Stone Castle.

"But now, your men have suffered heavy losses, a large amount of data and experimental facilities have been destroyed, and such a big commotion has occurred. The patrol team will surround this place at any time and uproot your connections and intelligence network.

“Think about it, can your surplus value offset the losses caused by your indirect destruction of the Swamp Gang?

"You're all alone and seriously injured. Even if you manage to escape, what good will it do? The Black Dream Organization isn't a charity. How could they possibly shelter a worthless piece of trash?

“It would be better to surrender yourself to the patrol team and try to obtain protection from the Security Bureau.

"Of course, you did a lot of shady things in Rolling Stone.

"But the Swamp Gang is a group of desperadoes who even dared to rob money trucks. Their hands are stained with blood, and their crimes are a hundred times more serious than yours.

"The Security Bureau dreams of wiping out the Swamp Gang. The bounty on this 'Mr. Quick' beside you alone is astronomical. If you exchange the bounty for merit, even if it doesn't atone for your crime, at least you have a chance to save your life, right?"

Swish!Swish!
The skull-like face of the Swamp Gang leader became even more terrifying. He swung out two balls of acid again, corroding the ruins with a "hissing" sound.

The sound was temporarily interrupted.

The atmosphere between the two murderers became more and more tense and subtle as their heartbeats became more and more rapid.

"You, you don't believe this guy's nonsense, do you?"

The big boss stared at the Swamp Gang leader's only remaining right hand, a stiff smile on his face. "I swear, I will never betray you and the Black Dream Organization!"

"of course."

The festering Quick also locked his gaze on the boss's hands, fearing that his trembling fingers would outline a hidden talisman array. "We must work together to get out of this predicament. Of course I believe in you, just as you believe in me without reservation."

"Well, that's good!"

The big boss's eyes darted around a few times, and he shouted at the top of his voice, "Did you hear that? No matter who you are, we won't believe your nonsense!"

"is it?"

A new voice came from deep within the collapsed corridor, "What if I'm... the 'gravedigger'?"

"Gravedigger?"

The big boss was stunned.

"what is that?"

The festering Quick had never heard of this name, and he became more and more suspicious of what the big boss and the voice in the darkness were talking about, and what kind of tacit understanding they had reached without realizing it?
(End of this chapter)