207: Chapter 207 Rope Art Master!

"Lu, Lu Yuan!"

Xia Li let out a soft cry, her cold, clear voice carrying a hint of unquestionable warning, instantly exploding within the cockpit.

Lu Yuan froze abruptly.

The eyes that had been filled with scarlet and fanaticism a moment ago slightly regained their clarity.

Lu Yuan shook his head, a trace of deep wariness flashing in his eyes.

"Strange... Why did I just have such a crazy thought of wanting to destroy everything, even killing my own brothers?!"

In that instant, he had truly felt the urge to kill.

It was a desire for destruction purely to pursue extreme damage and to become crazily stronger.

Xia Li, sitting beside him, let out a deep breath.

"It seems this place isn't right; Zhao Meng, who rushed out on his own just now, is an example."

Xia Li's fair, pretty face was unnaturally flushed at this moment, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

"This damn place seems to be able to infinitely amplify the deepest desires in one's heart."

Saying this, Xia Li bit her red lips, her misty eyes staring fixedly at Lu Yuan.

Driven by some strange impulse, she leaned close to Lu Yuan's ear.

"For example, me..."

Xia Li's breath was like orchids, her voice as faint as a mosquito's, yet carrying an indescribable heat.

"Right now... I really want to... do it with you!"

"What the f*ck?!"

This sudden, bold statement was like a thunderclap on a clear day.

It shocked Lu Yuan so much that he shivered violently, goosebumps erupting all over his body instantly.

All the madness and violence in his brain dissipated completely under the stimulation of that sentence, and his thoughts became incredibly clear.

What kind of deadly desire amplification is this?!

However, before Lu Yuan could react.

"Ugh!"

Xia Li suddenly let out a painful muffled groan.

That damned Divine Mark curse, due to her intense emotional fluctuation just now, erupted once again in the depths of her soul.

Xia Li clutched her chest tightly, her delicate body trembling from pain, and she slumped weakly against the leather passenger seat, gritting her teeth hard.

"Are you okay?" Lu Yuan looked pained and made a move to grab her hand.

"I... I won't die!" Xia Li turned her head away stubbornly, her voice still carrying a hint of shy anger.

Lu Yuan sighed.

He knew they absolutely could not stay in this eerie, thick fog for too long, otherwise, everyone would succumb to their inner demons.

Without any hesitation, Lu Yuan opened his system panel.

He decisively switched the title above his head to that epic-tier title—[abyss pedicurist]!

Although this title had a bizarre name, it came with extremely high mental resistance and immunity to abyss pollution.

As soon as the title was equipped.

Lu Yuan felt the thick white fog around him instantly become much clearer to his senses, and the previously restless thoughts also completely calmed down.

With a grim expression, Lu Yuan grabbed the high-power communication microphone on the console.

"All members of the Red Wolf Guild, listen up!"

Lu Yuan's voice exploded in the ears of the 300,000-strong army via the public military channel.

"All vehicles stop advancing immediately! Everyone, reorganize into formations within three minutes!"

"Form groups of six, supervise each other, and remind each other!"

"This thick fog is strange; it can invisibly amplify the deepest desires of human nature!"

"Once you notice a teammate's eyes looking wrong or their behavior is abnormal, don't talk nonsense, just slap them across the face and wake them up for me!"

Upon hearing Lu Yuan's orders, the Red Wolf Players, who had been somewhat chaotic and distracted in the thick fog, suddenly regained their senses.

"Understood! Boss!"

"Western Combat Group, start forming up!"

"Logistics Team, start forming up!"

"Reconnaissance Group formation complete!"

The execution power of the Red Wolf Guild was fully displayed at this moment.

They were all battle-hardened elites.

After realizing that the surroundings were wrong and could amplify desires, everyone bit their tongues to force themselves to stay awake.

Vehicle after vehicle quickly moved close to each other.

Soon, the mutual aid teams of six were organized.

As for the vehicles left empty due to the merging of teams, they were simply towed forward by the heavy off-road trucks in the rear.

The hidden dangers within the army were forcibly suppressed in the shortest possible time.

Just as the formation was completed, Lin Zihao's voice came through the channel.

"Boss, all squads have been reorganized, and the alert level has been raised to the maximum."

Lin Zihao glanced at the radar, which had almost turned into a black screen, his tone anxious.

"However, we wasted quite a bit of time just now."

"Zhao Meng rushed into the depths of the fog alone; we need to go and provide support quickly. I'm afraid something might happen to him if we're late."

Lu Yuan looked through the windshield at the thick fog ahead that seemed to swallow all light.

"The army will advance at full speed; pursue in the direction he rushed off in just now."

Lu Yuan ordered in a deep voice, "For now, we can only hope that kid is lucky."

"Rumble—"

The 300,000-strong steel army started moving again.

However, this time, no one felt as relaxed as before.

The vehicles drove cautiously through the fog, countless searchlight beams intertwining and piercing through the white mist.

The army pushed forward along the broken streets for about two kilometers.

"Screech—!"

Suddenly, the lead armored off-road vehicle braked sharply.

"Boss! We found something on the ground ahead!" Lin Zihao shouted on the channel.

Lu Yuan focused his gaze.

Through the pale light beams, a large, shocking pool of fresh red blood appeared on the cracked asphalt road ahead.

The bloodstain looked extremely eye-catching amidst the dry ashes, and it extended all the way around the street corner.

"Blade Group, move up, stay alert!"

Lin Zihao kicked the car door open, carrying his rifle in one hand, and led several Blade Group elites to step on the bloodstains on the ground, cautiously pushing aside the fog and sneaking towards the back of the street corner.

The cannons of the army's tanks all turned, locking onto the ruins at the street corner.

However.

When Lin Zihao and the others rounded the street corner and illuminated the dark, abandoned square with their flashlights.

All the Blade Group elites present.

Froze on the spot, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

There, in the dried-up, muddy ruins.

Zhao Meng was lying on the ground covered in blood, his clothes shredded, and his body covered in various scratches from sharp iron pipes.

But all around his body—

On the ground, on the concrete pillars, and even on the iron frame of an abandoned bus—

There were a full dozen Flesh-faced Nurses.

They were currently in an extremely lewd posture, tightly bound by silver-glinting titanium alloy ropes.

The intricate, magnificent, and artistically beautiful binding technique.

Was none other than the famous... Japanese Rope Art from the old world!

A dozen or so Flesh-faced Nurses were bound in place in various poses...

Some were hung in a U-shape on streetlights, some had their hands and feet tied together, and others were tied in a split...

If not for seeing those terrifying faces, this scene would have been absolutely erotic!

Lin Zihao was left in the wind, disheveled.

His mouth twitched, and he bit the bullet and walked up, cautiously reaching out to check Zhao Meng's breath.

He confirmed he was still breathing.

Lin Zihao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and slowly straightened up.

He made a "safe/OK" gesture toward the red wolf heavy tank in the rear.

"He's still alive!"

In the communication channel, Lin Zihao's voice was filled with an indescribable strangeness.

"It's just... why does Zhao Meng's expression look so... so lewd right now?!"