Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 835: Repair Of Injuries

"No wonder Glen likes you. You do have a taste." Ohm loosened his grip slightly, and Karin's body slipped against the wall. Karin smiled. As long as this big guy was interested in her body, then things wouldn't be impossible to turn around. However, just as his toes touched the ground, Ohm suddenly bent his knees and slammed them against Karin's lower abdomen, causing a tremendous force to almost break her waist. Karin's entire body trembled violently, and she couldn't help but bow her body. His throat was sweet as he spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, he looked at the giant in astonishment.

'"But don't think of me as Glenn, you slut. Don't tell me I don't know who you are?" Ohm smiled sinisterly as he grabbed her hair and pulled her head up. "Yes, you did well. I almost wanted to fuck you just now. But Glenn was in your trick, wasn't he?"

"I will not make such a mistake, if I want to ride you. I'll kill you first, and then I'll check your place for any perverted surgeries. I'm sure there is. Otherwise, how would I get that guy Glenn? So look, maybe you should use your mouth to serve me. At the very least, there shouldn't be anything biting in your mouth. Oh, you still have teeth. Unfortunately, those little things probably won't be able to bite my big fellow. "On the contrary, they can create some fun!" Ohm lifted Karin and punched her in the chest. Despite the protection of the armor, the impact vibrated her body violently through the armor, causing her to spit out another mouthful of blood on Ohm's face.

Ohm wiped his face and licked Karin's blood with his tongue. "The smell of a whore's blood is disgusting!"

Suddenly, a green light flashed in his eyes. It turned out that the energy gun behind the pitch-black trial had risen, and it was a ball of green light shot towards Ohm's muzzle. Ohm's expression changed as he quickly let go of Karin. His other hand swept over the energy bomb, detonating the jade light between the two of them. The impact of the explosion was still bounced off with Ohm's size, and then the miserable green flames washed around the passageway like flowing water. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Karin reached out her hand and grabbed it. The two beam blades on the ground fell back into her hands.

She glanced at Ohm fiercely, but chose to rush to the left. Ohm roared, "Stop her!" At the same time, he put his hands on the ground and bounced up like a sturdy shot put.

The two Grai giants flashed out from the fork in front of them, both raising their arms towards Karin. Karin's two sabers flew, and in the blink of an eye, she stumbled over the two of them. Her footsteps didn't stop as she flew away. The two Grai giants froze on the spot, and then their arms, chests, and thighs flickered. In the end, their bodies were dislocated and broken into pieces. The wound was incomparably smooth, and only when it landed on the ground did fresh blood and organs gush out!

"Idiot." Ohm scolded and looked again. Karin had already disappeared at the corner of the passageway. He didn't have much speed and knew that he couldn't catch up with the other party, so he had to punch the wall. '"Run away, bitch!" Ohm shouted as he smashed the wall until it twisted and distorted. "You have to pray, pray that I don't catch you. Otherwise, I'll smash your stomach with my fist and fuck you with my big fellow!"

With another roar, Ohm lifted his foot and completely kicked the wall down. Panting heavily, a Blood Fang Warrior walked forward trembling, "Lord Ohm, perhaps you should see this."

He handed a tablet brain to Ohm and the giant used two fingers to pick up the little thing. "These invaders are incredibly powerful," the Bloodfang Warrior said, "and it's hard for us ordinary soldiers to stop them. We need backup, my lord."

"Trash!" Ohm clenched his fingers and the tablet was scrapped. "Don't bother me with this shit. Ask Olchira to help you. I still have important things to do. Tell Olchira that if I can't see the bodies of the intruders, let him bring his head to me."

The Bloodfang Warrior revealed a happy expression. Orchid was a high-grade Titan. Even though he couldn't reach the heights of Ohm and Glenn, he was already a high-level warrior on the ship. After the Blood Fang Warrior left, Ohm began to mobilize the Giant Soldiers on the ship. He wanted to cast a large net and capture this woman completely. To Ohm, his fellow soldiers were truly worthy of being relied on. As for the Catus, they were nothing more than cheap cannon fodder.

In the values of giants, rats like Belmond who didn't know how to get on the mothership naturally had to be dealt with by cannon fodder. Sending an Orchid was already a big deal, and the expellees were all focused on Karin. Otherwise, if he had looked more closely, especially the part about Catherine, perhaps Ohm would have considered himself.

But now he only wanted to catch Carlene and use all the cruel methods he knew to do it to that woman.

When the automatic door opened, Alan saw two pools of blood on the ground. The bloodstain hadn't even condensed yet, so it seemed like it hadn't been left for long. Katherine frowned and said in a relaxed tone, "Looks like something has happened here, but it can't be better. It's hard for the giants to guess that we're here because it's a psychological blind spot for them."

They were currently in a medical room on the top floor of the mothership. Catherine used the tactical board to hack the alarm system of the medical room and crack the threshold password. Seeing her proficient appearance, Alan was glad that she was here. If it was him, he would probably have no choice but to violently crack it. From the looks of it, apart from going to the battlefield, the Federation General also needed to master many skills.

Alan didn't know that they were in Glenn's private clinic. The equipment here was almost the best on the mothership, especially the body repair machine, which was controlled by the brain and could perform thousands of different operations. As Ellen scanned the room, Catherine had already connected the tactical board to the repairman's brain. Since the terminal only managed the repairman independently and did not connect to the mother ship's network, she was not afraid of being discovered by the giant.

Soon, Catherine had cracked the repairing machine's system and obtained most of the privileges. This was enough for her. After all, the surgical procedures that required Glenn's genetic identification to be activated were simply useless to Catherine. On the tactical board, the system for the prosthesis has been copied to the screen and the large part of the surgical menu has been deciphered. Even Catherine could operate it fairly easily.

Moments later, the top cover of the repairing machine rose, revealing the debugging slot inside. "Take off your clothes and go in," Catherine said to Alan.

Alan shrugged his shoulders and did not refuse. He took off the armor and armor of the outer cover as quickly as he could, and then drilled into the debugging slot. The debugging slot used to heal the giant was obviously too big for Alan, lying inside, as if he was sleeping in a big bed. As the top lid closed, the debugging slot became pitch black, and then a faint blue light began to shine.

At this time, the skin felt as if it was ice-cold, but the surrounding nozzles began to inject nutrient base liquid into the groove. They quickly flooded Allen's body, and the nutrient solution was rich in oxygen, allowing him to breathe even if he was immersed in it. Alan, who was wrapped in the nutrient solution, felt as if he had returned to his mother's womb. Like a baby soaked in amniotic fluid, he gradually relaxed.

When people relaxed, the scenes of the battles and the beliefs they had to adhere to seemed extremely distant. At this moment, Alan could only hear his own heartbeat, the voice that was most loyal to him. A few beams of blue light moved through the trough. The brain began scanning Allen's body to identify his race, analyze his injuries, and finally provide the operator with a reference surgical procedure.

Soon, Catherine, who was outside the repair machine, saw rows of data.

Target race: Human male.

Analysis of injuries: severe vascular damage, moderate organ damage.

Suggested operation: complete repair.

Catherine had a thoughtful expression on her face. The Grai Mothership's repairing machine actually had human information stored in it. That was a bit unexpected. In other words, the repairing machine can serve humans. Only what kind of person would appear on the Grai mothership and enjoy the right to heal? She shook her head. Now was not the time to think about it. Catherine listened to Wise Brain's advice and knocked on the option to completely repair it.

The system quickly gave a time: 30 minutes.

Not long, but not too short. But it was much faster than Alan recovering on her own, and Catherine exhaled, and she suddenly felt a burst of tiredness. The wound on her waist was even more intense. Then, she used this opportunity to send out uncomfortable notifications to her from all parts of her body. She held the scorpion spear and found a corner to sit down in. Suddenly, her expression changed and she vomited a mouthful of blood uncontrollably.

The moment the hot blood landed on the ground, it actually seemed to contain a high temperature, burning the metal floor to the point of chi chi chi. From the light in the room, Catherine spat out a mottled blue halo in her blood. She couldn't help but smile bitterly and forcefully absorb the Origin Energy of a high-grade Titan. The bad consequences had already begun to appear. The Origin Energy that had been absorbed without conversion had replenished Catherine's previous consumption in a short period of time.

But the energy was so overbearing that Catherine felt like stuffing a high-capacity nuclear fuel cell into her stomach. It is abundant in terms of capacity but harmful in nature. Even if it was a general-level physical foundation, it would still be extremely difficult to endure. Catherine shook her head and held the gun in her hand, looking in the direction of the repairing machine.

That's not her style.

Her style should be as patient as a king snake, and seize the opportunity to kill. Instead of casually absorbing Titan's Origin Energy and finding Alan as if he was rushing to his death. Catherine told herself that she had promised Lucy, and that there was something in Russen's orders. But she knew that the urge to find Alan was the key.

She smiled self-deprecatingly. It turned out that it was not like what she had said before. She did not care about the life and death of that man. In fact, the opposite was true.

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