Chapter 1464 - 1463: Drowned

"These bodies… all went through harsh training. Every part of them is incomparably strong, and there are no old injuries…"

At the same time as the Controller grew alert, Lu Yu stood before a culture dish, speaking in a low voice. His tone was deep, every word steeped in thought: "Looks like Adelheid really does take the importance of reserve bodies extremely seriously!"

As he spoke, Lu Yu stared at the rows of reserve bodies before him. A cold gleam flashed in his eyes, revealing a hint of ruthless decisiveness.

"But these reserve bodies will all become huge troubles in the end, so it's better if they're scrapped now!"

As he said that, Lu Yu's palm brushed across his waist!

Clang!

With a ringing note, the Rope-Curled Sword suddenly appeared in Lu Yu's hand. Its blade, thin as a cicada's wing, pulsed faintly, echoing the fluorescence from the surrounding culture dishes, looking bizarrely seductive and razor-cold.

As he drew the Rope-Curled Sword, Lu Yu's gaze shifted, looking toward a massive pipeline not far away. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, a wicked air spreading across his face.

"These so-called reserve bodies rely on that culture fluid to be maintained, don't they?"

He spoke slowly, his words carrying a faint, icy edge. Staring at the thick pipeline before him, he said, "As long as this pipe is cut, these bodies will suffer irreversible damage in an instant!"

As he spoke, a dark malice seeped from his voice, laced with killing intent. "If Adelheid finds out these reserve bodies are all dead, that expression of his should be quite a sight, right?!"

These so-called reserve bodies of Adelheid, to put it plainly, were nothing more than walking corpses stripped of consciousness, surviving every day dependent on the culture fluid. Once they lose that fluid, these reserve bodies will die off in a very short span of time!

Buzz!

Just as Lu Yu was about to strike, a dull sound rang out. The heavy metal door suddenly opened a crack!

"He's here!"

Hearing the sound of the metal door, Lu Yu's heart murmured silently. His eyes narrowed, his arm trembled, and the Rope-Curled Sword in his hand hacked down without warning!

Chi!

In the instant the sword fell, a fierce Qi Blade slashed out, shooting straight toward the huge pipe in the distance. In the blink of an eye, that massive pipe was sliced clean through, as easily as if it were tofu!

The moment the pipe was severed, the flow of culture fluid into the culture dishes abruptly stopped. For a time, the bodies inside the dishes all stiffened, showing signs of clear discomfort.

Obviously, the absence of culture fluid had an enormous impact on these reserve bodies!

Seeing this scene, the corner of Lu Yu's mouth stretched into a sinister smile. He glanced back at the dark gray metal door now slightly ajar, and his figure flickered, vanishing into a hidden corner of the room.

The Controller was already blocking the doorway now; getting out from there was simply unrealistic. Even if Lu Yu fought the Controller head‑on and couldn't win, he'd still be able to remain undefeated. But this was the Shadow Luo Organization's turf, and aside from the powerful Controller, there were many other bizarre troop types roaming about.

The Titan Squad from earlier was one of them!

The Controller alone was already extremely difficult to deal with; add to that the Titan Squad with their hulking bodies and Energy Weapons, and charging out for a direct clash would be an exceedingly unwise move!

Bang!

Just as Lu Yu hid himself away, the room's door was blasted fully open by a tremendous force, a deafening crash echoing out as the Controller's figure stepped into the room.

The Controller's eyes were filled with murderous intent, his whole body radiating waves of rage as he moved. At a single glance, he exuded a terrifying aura, enough to make the onlooker instinctively recoil in fear.

"Hoo…"

At this moment, seeing the rows of intact culture dishes before him, the Controller let out a slow breath of relief and said, "Good. These bodies are still intact; nothing seems to have gone wrong!"

As he spoke, a trace of gratitude flickered in the Controller's heart. Clearly, he also cared greatly about any problems involving these bodies.

After all, if something happened to these bodies, the Controller himself would be unable to escape blame.

Gululu! Gululu! Gululu!

Just as the Controller assumed the bodies were perfectly fine, the sound of liquid surging suddenly echoed continuously, like fluid boiling over, painfully clear.

At that sound, the Controller's body stiffened for an instant. His gaze snapped sideways, and a hint of bewilderment flared in his eyes!

Because he could see the bodies inside the culture dishes violently convulsing at this very moment. Bubbles gushed endlessly from their mouths as their limbs thrashed madly, flailing just like drowning people, panic-stricken to the extreme!

How could this be!?

Seeing this scene, shock burst in the Controller's eyes. He had never imagined that the reserve bodies in these culture dishes would suddenly fall into such a state!

To ensure these bodies could be deployed at a moment's notice, most of them were kept as living specimens, subdued by drugs into a deep sleep and immersed in culture fluid. They had never shown any problems before.

Yet the Controller had never expected that these bodies would suddenly exhibit this kind of reaction!

The condition of these bodies was clearly that of drowning!

These bodies had suddenly awakened, now struggling frantically in the very culture fluid that was supposed to sustain their lives. The sight left him utterly stunned!

These bodies had always clung to life by relying on the culture fluid, and now they were drowning in it, writhing in a grotesque struggle—this was nothing short of brutally ironic!

Gah!

While the Controller was still in a daze, a soft sound rang out. He followed it with his eyes just in time to see one body abruptly cease struggling. Blood threads seeped from its mouth, and it lay motionless in the culture dish, clearly dead!

These specimens were already under heavy drug control. Their bodies, though incredibly powerful, even the toughest physique, once numbed by medication and soaked constantly in culture fluid, would eventually become frail and feeble!

At the same instant this body died, in a flash, the other bodies in the surrounding culture dishes began to exhibit similar symptoms. Their bodies thrashed wildly, their expressions twisted in agony, shock, and panic!