Chapter 616

Soshyan's mind was in a mess at this time.

He was sure that friar Sid must have lied to him, or his memory had been modified, so he didn't know that there was an organized undead army on the sanctuary star?

Various thoughts lingered in soshyan's heart, but he didn't know where to start.

Finally, a question suddenly occurred to him.

"If you have been able to use gray pulp on a large scale, why are there so many casualties?"

Soshyan knew the power of the gray marrow. Even if only a hundred soldiers transplanted with the gray marrow, he was confident that he could reach tens of thousands of demon armies.

The gray pulp has an overwhelming advantage over the subspace force.

Randall smiled bitterly and replied:

"Because we can't say large-scale application, there have never been more than 100 soldiers who can match the gray pulp, and the gray pulp we transplanted is a degraded version, which not only has limited effect, but also has limited use time. After repeated use, it will die because of organ metallization."

"Organ metallization -"

Soshyang opened his eyes and suddenly imagined in his mind that all the organs in his body had turned into metal. It must be extremely desperate pain - this end made him shudder.

"How many people do you have now?"

"632 people."

From the initial 3000 people to less than 700 now, soshyan can imagine what the white temple has experienced for so many years.

But then he frowned again.

"No, shouldn't the gray pulp metalize the bone first?"

"Yes, this is the problem of deteriorating gray pulp. It will preferentially lead to the metallization of internal organs... And the process is very fast."

"Why?"

"Because... We lost the initial gray pulp."

Randall gave soshyan a deep look.

"You should be very clear about the importance of the initial gray pulp solution. Only the gray pulp obtained from the initial transplant can be perfectly transplanted to others. The gray pulp transplanted once will deteriorate if it is transplanted to others."

Soshyan blinked, which friar said to him.

Unlike gene seeds, gray pulp can grow geometrically. In order to ensure the quality of transplanted gray pulp and avoid serious defects, all gray pulp can only come from his body, which means that he is the only source of gray pulp.

"What happened to your initial gray marrow transplant...?"

Randall turned his eyes to the gateway and said in a heavy tone:

"He's in there."

"Inside?"

"The other side of the gate is not a net path directly. To be on the safe side, when the Palmer was ordered to build this net path, he also built a huge area at the exit of the net path... The structure of this area is supposed to come from the alien space dead. It is essentially a maze. Many anti psionic means are used in the maze to prevent the demon army from being killed in the event of accidents in the net path Directly out of the net, the scourge of this world. "

"I see -"

"The Horus rebellion broke out and the network was turbulent. Although some demons poured out, their ancestors were able to cope with it through the barrier of the maze, but 6000 years ago... The maze seemed to have a new situation. The number of demons gushed out suddenly increased, and the battle regiment immediately suffered huge losses and even could not support it. In order to know the abnormality of the maze, the battle leader at that time, He was also the head of the early war. He entered the net alone, but. "

Randall shook his head.

"He never came out again."

"It's so..."

Soshyan immediately understood that the head of the first generation war of the white holy church who disappeared on one side of the net road at that time was also the "initial gray marrow transplant" of the legacy of this undead army, which was actually the "acting head of the army" with the same qualification as soshyan.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little strange.

If the other party is still there, will this meeting be very embarrassing?

After a moment of silence, soshyan asked:

"What's his name?"

"According to the records in the War Regiment archives, people call him... Friar side."

For a moment, a thunderbolt crossed soshyang's head!

"What --"

At this moment, he was extremely surprised.

Seeing soshyang's appearance of seeing a ghost, Randall seemed to realize something and asked softly:

"Have you heard the name?"

"Well -"

Soshyan took two deep breaths, calmed his mood, and considered whether to tell the truth with each other.

At present, it seems that the other party is trustworthy, but the two met by chance, even if they may be blood brothers. Most importantly, unlike people like Kayan, he has no means to restrict the other party.

"If it's inconvenient..."

"Friar said, we are here now. Er, it should be said that he founded the star knight."

Randall was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head as if he were thinking.

Soshyan also looked at him silently.

Five minutes later, Randall looked up again, his face as usual, but there was more haze between his eyebrows.

"I can't imagine, but I believe what you say, friar said... Or a man who calls himself friar said, is right there. The gray pulp on your body can prove that."

"But now friar said has become a fearless man."

"How could it be --"

Randall moved his eyes to the gateway again.

"It seems that... The truth is still hidden behind this gate."

"What truth?"

"Friar said, what happened or met that year."

Randall suddenly turned his head and stared at soshyang.

"Soshyan, do you want to know the truth? Will you take a risk for the truth?"

After hearing this question, soshyan was surprised at himself.

He didn't hesitate. Suddenly, everything felt good, as if the problem had been waiting for him all his life.

"Of course, I must find out the truth."

"That's easy."

Randall smiled and looked back at the trembling direction of the golden gate.

"The truth is inside. I don't think many people in the whole empire can go in and come out alive except you -"

"You mean..."

"What do you choose?"

Randall smiled, but the smile was rather bitter. Then the war leader of the white temple said calmly:

"When we first know who we are, we all have our own fears, soshyan."

Soshyan looked at the face that was somewhat similar to himself. For the first time, he saw vulnerability and sadness.

"Will you go with me?"

"No, I'll only drag you down."

Hearing this, soshyan took a deep breath.

"I always believe that nothing is unchangeable. Hope is still there, hope is always there."

Then soshyan strode forward to the throbbing gate, and his feet clicked on the stone steps.

Randall watched him leave without saying a word.

At this moment, at least for him, soshyan's figure slowly overlaps with the figure of another person - a person who is tired of eternal duty and stumbles into the dark.

Perhaps from today on, he can forget the broken screams in the raging terrorist war deep underground.

As soshyan said, hope is still there.