Chapter 1
方森岩 sighed and slowly released his foot from the accelerator, because stepping on it further would be pointless.

Listening to the faint sound coming from the brand new dual-core engine, which could only be described as a dying old man's cough, Fang Senyan knew that no matter how hard he tried to give it gas, it wouldn't work.

Because the problem wasn't with the fuel. The fuel gauge, which had just been checked before departure, was still full, with more than half remaining even now.

The poisonous and acidic gases emanating from the Land of Death had quietly corroded the engine of this Vulture chariot. In the most critical core, the corrosion had created pits and hollows, causing the power it could output to decrease again and again, finally turning it into a joke.

"Time is precious," Fang Senyan said to himself.

He nimbly jumped out of the cockpit, looking at the surface of the Vulture chariot, which had been mottled by the corrosive acid and poisonous fumes. Suddenly, the tips of his fingers lengthened and sharpened, turning into a silver-white knife — like the liquid metal man in Terminator 2 — and effortlessly cut off a large piece of the chariot's seat leather, finally making a crude mask to cover his face.

The Land of Death impartially poured its acidic and poisonous fumes onto Fang Senyan's body. Yes, this invincible harsh environment was still beginning to conquer the creature before it. Fang Senyan walked forward in large strides, frowning as he observed the rate at which his health was decreasing, finally coming to a conclusion:

Even someone as powerful as him would die if exposed to such a harsh environment for more than ten hours.

At this thought, Fang Senyan couldn't help but frown. He couldn't help but re-examine his skill, murmuring:

"If it really doesn't work, then I'll have to put it aside for now. That should extend my survival time by about five hours."

The ability Fang Senyan was examining was derived from the Virus Monarch's powerful ability: Erosion Wound!

But at this time, the name of this ability was replaced by ???, because it had combined with the ability he had previously obtained from Pandora's Box, which could be tailored to the owner, resulting in a mutation! So now its name was replaced by a progress bar that was counting. It had now reached 89%.

There was no doubt that the combination of these two had also occupied a large part of the Sun Ladder's ability. Therefore, if Fang Senyan temporarily suspended this progress, he believed he could last longer.

In the face of a severe survival crisis, Fang Senyan had begun to consider the problem of surviving as long as possible. Considering that he might have to walk a long way next, Fang Senyan was not in a hurry to set off. After making the makeshift mask, he also cut off a few pieces of leather and wrapped them tightly around his legs before taking strides and heading towards the distance at a steady pace.

Less than ten minutes after Fang Senyan left the abandoned Vulture chariot, a figure quietly appeared beside the wrecked vehicle. It was Ghost, who had been modified, the Pain Bringer assassin now dispatched by the Queen.

At this time, it had evolved again in response to the damned environment of the "Land of Death."

The exoskeleton, like armor all over its body, had receded, replaced by a light and flexible skin as airtight as a husk. Acid and poisonous fumes could not penetrate this layer of skin, and the filtration system in its respiratory organs had increased to four layers.

At the same time, to facilitate the pursuit of enemies, the muscles of its legs and arms appeared more developed, and its agility had obviously improved. Corresponding to this feature, the Pain Bringer's body surface also had more bone spurs, and they were shining with specks of dark green light. Obviously, they also carried a strong poison — clearly, if it had a huge advantage in speed, then kiting the enemy to death with ranged attacks would be the best choice.

After confirming that this Vulture chariot was the one Fang Senyan had driven, the Pain Bringer hunched over and circled the chariot twice, baring its teeth. Then, it sniffed at the place where Fang Senyan had stayed. Immediately afterward, this guy began to scream and roar frantically, tearing the abandoned Vulture chariot into pieces of steel with its claws and teeth! Brown blood splattered during this process, but even if this guy lost its teeth and broke its claws in the process of tearing, it didn't care!

This was the origin of the Pain Bringer's name — making enemies suffer, but also making itself suffer, not letting go of any opportunity to create pain. For it, pain was the motivation of life, the root of battle. Either make the enemy suffer, or make itself suffer even more!

Finally, the Pain Bringer smashed the energy box, letting out a sharp hiss. The sound was extremely penetrating, as if it wanted to pierce the sky and fly into the universe.

At this time, Fang Senyan had walked a full fifteen kilometers. Although the shrill, ghost-like sound of the wind lingered in his ears at all times, and although this damned environment was constantly eroding his life, he still maintained sufficient vigilance. Besides, his powerful perception was constantly reminding Fang Senyan that the danger had not receded?

After the Pain Bringer let out a sharp, provocative roar, even though it had been echoed countless times between the mountains and mixed with the mournful sound of the wind, it still faintly reached Fang Senyan's ears. He frowned, then couldn't help but murmur:

"It's coming fast... No! Something doesn't seem right."

Fang Senyan was also a very sensitive person on the battlefield. After thinking carefully, he immediately realized what the problem was: the style.

If a big shot like the Queen of Blades came to pursue him, then she herself would have regarded it as a disgrace. So she would never shout and make this kind of provocative roar. Silently killing him and going away should be her style.

"The Queen of Blades actually changed someone to kill me? That's right, this is another thing that exceeded my expectations. This woman is not simple! Every time she can formulate measures from my blind spot in thinking! And according to her character, the person she sent must have the certainty of being able to kill me. What kind of guy is coming to chase me? A hero raptor? A hero hydralisk? A hero mammoth? A hero mutalisk... No, these conventional units may be stronger than me, but it is impossible for the Queen of Blades to judge that they can definitely kill me..."

Fang Senyan suddenly saw the weapon he had plundered, the weapon that carried the Queen's memories: the unpopular C-10 canister spike sniper rifle.

"That bitch turned from a Ghost soldier into a Zerg leader, and Snake is also a Ghost soldier. Could it be that the person chasing me is..."

After thinking of this, Fang Senyan stopped. He was not a person who liked to be chased and beaten, especially not fleeing in a panic like a stray dog. So he was already considering counterattacking. He had to weigh his opponent's strength. The time, the place, and the people. If he had a few minutes to set up the battlefield, then even if he was not an opponent, it would not be too difficult to escape.

So Fang Senyan watched the Pain Bringer running nimbly from a distance. Its almost deformed long legs and arms were like the poles of a pole vaulter, allowing it to easily borrow strength in the air. Immediately afterward, a flash of light, and a series of data appeared before Fang Senyan's eyes:

Pain Bringer: Primate Hominoid Subfamily Infected Body (must have special psychic power to be modified)

Attribute: Ominous.

Vitality Talent: The Pain Bringer's predecessor was a powerful Ghost. His psychic power has been transformed into a powerful energy concentrator, so surging and active vitality energy floods every cell in his body. Any healing effect the Pain Bringer receives will be magnified by 1000%, and his own recovery speed will also be increased by an additional 300%.

Ability: Bone Spear Snipe, details unknown.

Ability: Venomous Spine Guided Pierce, details unknown.

Ability: Unknown.

Passive Ability: Pain Boiling, the Pain Bringer can draw additional strength from the pain of enemies or himself. Whether he suffers damage himself, or causes pain to others, the Pain Bringer will gain a certain bonus to his attack speed and movement speed.

Description: The Queen of Blades, Kerrigan, was originally just a small Ghost. The Overmind valued her potential, and as a result, she was modulated into the monster she is now. There may be an element of coincidence in this, but there is no doubt that Kerrigan originally possessed a strong Ghost's mental power. And now Kerrigan has finally obtained another Ghost's "toy". Although her modulation process is crude and simple, it combines her own strength with a little bit of luck to create the current Pain Bringer.

"So that's how it is. No wonder the Queen of Blades is so confident, and doesn't even care about the harsh conditions of the Land of Death. It turns out that the thing sent to chase me is this thing!" Fang Senyan murmured as he looked at a series of descriptions.

At this time, he also felt that it was tricky. Because Fang Senyan's greatest advantage was his endurance, his ability to drag things out. But at this time, he had to face a guy who seemed to be able to drag and endure even more than him, and he immediately felt a sense of being suppressed.

And this anxiety reached its peak when Fang Senyan counted down to the thirty-seventh second, because he saw the appearance of the Pain Bringer chasing after him, and couldn't help but feel a kind of fear in his heart.