Steam Old Days: The Extraordinary Begins with a Corpse Collector

Upon seeing this, the five members of the team were amazed by the incredible power of the person before them.

Even when they joined forces, they were almost killed by the mysterious monster in a desperate counterattack, but now this young man easily trapped them in a small space.

It's truly unbelievable.

Buck stepped forward, pressed one hand to his chest, and leaned forward slightly: "Thank you for saving my life. On behalf of my team, I express my gratitude to you."

The other four members of the team followed Buck's lead and expressed their respect for Lyndon.

Because of his bloated skin, Sean could only shake his head as a substitute for politeness.

As he watched the actions of the five people in front of him, Lyndon's lips slowly curled up, and his thoughts drifted back to the time when he crawled out of the sewer.

He was furious at the time because the squad had caused him losses, which he could not tolerate.

So the first thing he did after climbing out of the sewage ditch was to go to the pumping station to see what was going on inside.

To his surprise, the moment he stepped into the steam pump station, he saw the blue runes on the monster's chest.

Then, the membrane opened and began to throb violently.

Lyndon was also disturbed by it, feeling dizzy and almost unable to stand.

This surprised and delighted him.

What's astonishing is that this monster can actually unleash extraordinary secret techniques with considerable power.

The good news is that if this monster is dismembered and chopped up, every piece of its flesh, every bone, and every organ becomes a hot commodity on the black market.

According to the church's latest guidelines on the classification of different races, different races can be divided into three levels.

These are low-order, mid-order, and high-order, respectively.

Lower-ranking alien species have only the simplest survival and predatory desires; all their thoughts serve their instincts, namely, to survive and reproduce.

These types of mutants generally do not use extraordinary secret techniques, so they pose less of a threat.

Mid-tier mutants possess higher intelligence than low-tier mutants and are able to unleash some simple supernatural powers.

Originally, this was the standard for distinguishing between low- and mid-level alien species. However, after research by the kingdom's alien biological researchers, it was discovered that some leaders of low-level alien species could also unleash extraordinary power.

Furthermore, its energy fluctuations are higher than those released by some mid-level alien species.

For a time, this division became blurred and uncertain.

Therefore, as research has deepened, another criterion has been added to the classification of intermediate-level heteromorphs.

When mid-level mutants unleash extraordinary secret techniques, their bodies will exhibit energy fluctuations similar to runes, while low-level mutants will not.

In other words, the monster that was beating up the Witcher squad was actually a mid-level mutant!

Lyndon was immediately interested.

If that's the case, then Lyndon has no choice but to take action.

First of all, Lyndon did not consider himself a cold-blooded villain, and it was impossible for him to stand by and watch five people die without doing anything.

He was only after money and had no intention of harming anyone or causing any deaths.

Moreover, it has now been discovered that the monster is a mid-level variant. Although it may be difficult to fight against it on my own, if I can get help from those five people, my chances of winning will be much greater.

And Lyndon had long wanted to verify what the anvil had said.

He wanted to see just how far his abilities could go in the spiritual world, and how much he could suppress his opponent's strength.

With this mindset, Lyndon made his move.

Taking advantage of the moment when the monster was beating up Titan and retracting the membrane, he decisively activated the magical power within his body, promptly pulling the wills of the five people and the monster into different dreams.

And it successfully attracted the attention of the five members of the team.

So Lyndon began to gradually lure the group onto his pirate ship.

Then Linden said leisurely, "A life-saving grace? Whose life did I save?"

Upon hearing this, the squad member froze in his salute, his expression turning extremely awkward.

Buck asked tentatively, "Wasn't it you who saved us and imprisoned that monster just now?"

To their surprise, Lyndon shook his head and denied Buck's statement.

"I didn't imprison the monster. I just managed to stop it from harming you. If I wanted, I could just wave my hand and the monster would come out and tear you to pieces, then swallow you as a dessert."

Lyndon's words made the five members of the team feel a sense of unease.

"You have no reason to do this!"

Hannah suddenly spoke up.

Lyndon sized up the woman in front of him.

She had striking red hair and a beautiful face with a few freckles.

It's a pity that her nose is a bit flat and not prominent enough.

The leather waterproof suit accentuated her slender waist.

She has a curvaceous figure and a hot body.

Even loose cargo pants couldn't hide her stunningly long legs.

It can be said to be the standard version of a mature and sophisticated woman.

"But I have no reason not to do it."

Lyndon's lips drooped, and his eyes were cold.

Hannah felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at Lyndon's disdainful gaze.

Lyndon paced back and forth in front of the five men, his voice flat and devoid of emotion.

"So that's how it is. Why should I let you continue to stay in my space?"

Lyndon's gaze swept over the expressions of the five people, but his hands were behind his back, clenching his fists nervously and then opening them into palms.

Captain Buck's heart sank.

He looked back at his teammates who had been with him for many years, and memories of the past flooded his mind, stirring up a ripple of emotion.

Then Buck made a decision, and with a serious expression, he pleaded with Lyndon for a chance.

"Sir, how can we obtain your invaluable assistance?"

Lyndon glanced at Buck, feigning indifference, and asked, "What can you give me?"

"What do you desire, sir?"

Buck didn't know what he could offer Lyndon, so he could only leave the choice entirely to Lyndon.

Hearing Buck's suggestion, Lyndon forced a smile and said, "How about this? I'll release the monster, you kill it, and I'll keep the corpse, okay?"

"What? We're powerless now, how can we possibly fight that monster!"

Ethan blurted it out, but then realized his mistake, quickly shut his mouth, and retreated behind Titan.

Lyndon glanced at him and continued, "This is the only thing you have to do: either the monster dies, or you all die."

As he spoke, the surrounding space suddenly distorted, and countless hands inexplicably reached out from the darkness.

"So, what's your decision?"

"Linden asked in a deep voice."

Buck did not hesitate; he demonstrated the courage of a captain.

"Sir, for the sake of our lives, we are willing to try."

The other four people had no objections after seeing their captain speak like that.

"very good."

Lyndon nodded in satisfaction, then raised his right hand and said confidently, "Also, I'll answer that gentleman's question."

"Who says you have no power?"

Lyndon clapped his hands.

In an instant, the five members of the team felt a surge of heat flow from their hearts to their limbs and bones.

A surge of power instantly filled my entire body.

Their extraordinary secret techniques returned to their bodies.

Ethan exclaimed with delight, "My power is back!"

After saying that, he took off running.

In an instant, Ethan, trailing a silvery-white phantom, rushed toward the boundary of the dark space.

He ran with increasing excitement, shouting in the space, his voice like that of a monkey in the mountains.

Lyndon frowned, then moved his fingers. Suddenly, a hand reached out from the space and grabbed Ethan, who was running at high speed.

Ethan, who had been caught, looked completely bewildered. He stared at the hand that was gripping him and said weakly, "I was just a little excited, I didn't want to run away, hahaha..."

Lyndon rolled his eyes and snapped at the five of them, "Don't waste time!"

"Next, I will release that monster."