Although the appearance looks no different from the Mark VI and Mark IV armor at first glance, after careful observation, Soshiyan found that there were slight differences in the shape and connection method of the two. Moreover, the Crow-type flexible joint material is thicker and the knees are covered with stronger armor, but it is the lightest type of power armor. The helmet, Soshiyan, can feel one-third lighter than the Skyhawk.
This is a kind of armor that is very suitable for the use of assault and reconnaissance units.
"Very good, let's continue to store these things here first. I'll tell you if you need it."
"The battle captain, there is something else."
Bangula attracted a servo skull and came to the wall. His glowing eyes popped out, and a flying key appeared from his eye socket.
The key did not enter the wall, but Soshiyang could not see any keyhole.
After all this, the floating skull flew back to Bangula's back and began to buzz.
Soon, the surface of the wall changed from opaque to translucent, and then became completely transparent. It turned out that there was a huge window embedded on the wall, and the objects inside it slowly appeared in front of the three people.
It was a huge set of armor, which had a much larger proportion than normal power armor, but it didn't look like a Terminator.
The limbs and torso of the armor were covered with thick armor, covered with midnight blue and dense lightning. If you look closely, you will find that from the legs of the armor, there are countless pairs of vague black hands that are looming upwards and extending to the neck, as if the dead who is wailing in hell are trying to drag it into hell.
"This is....."
Soshiyan walked forward and almost put his face on the glass to observe every detail of the armor
The edge of the armor's torso is decorated with pale skulls, and the rubies in the eye sockets make it particularly dazzling. On the shoulder armor are two wailing faces, and the belts of agate and ruby lead their eyes to the middle of the breastplate, where a shiny blood-winged skeleton lies.
The helmet is placed on a floating platform in front of the armor. It looks gorgeous and exaggerated. The sweeping bat wings are almost as long as Soshiyang's forearm. The blood-stained skull carved on the armor seems to be staring at Soshiyang with its dark eye sockets.
Although it was still an empty shell, Soshiyang vaguely felt a whisper, as if the soul of the machine was dreaming of entering the battlefield, laughing wildly among the flesh and blood in the sky.
Talos, who was standing beside him, looked at the armor with a very complicated expression, sometimes frowning and sometimes sighing, perhaps bringing too many memories to him.
"This is the armor we cast for Midnight Ghost, called the Blood Hell of the World... But the Primrose died at the hands of the assassin before he could use it. Someone suggested destroying the armor, but it was finally preserved with the insistence of the great sage. Do you want it to have a new master?"
Soshiyan stared silently for a while, then looked at Talos.
"Are you going to take it away?"
Talos smiled bitterly and said to himself:
"Why should I take it away? Do I wear it myself? Besides, this is an armor made for the Primrose. It is impossible for us to wear it, but you may be able to try it."
Soshiyang shook his head quickly.
"Forget it, I'm afraid I'll be shot to death when I'm wearing it."
Then his gaze returned to the armor, but as he looked, Soshiyang's gaze gradually blurred, and some other images replaced the armor.
He saw a man walking towards him, his long dark and dry hair covering most of the other person's face, and only a pair of cold eyes shining brightly in the darkness.
The man's armor seemed like a terrifying display stand, with human skin, human bones, and even blood-stained limbs hanging on it with chains.
"Welcome, brother, you seem a little unhappy."
Soshiyang then greeted him with a smile and gently hugged the other person with the blood.
The man's expression was a little surprised at first, but then turned into sadness.
"Brother...you are the only fools who still believe this title."
Soshiyan let go of the other party.
"But this is true, isn't it?"
"They call me more a monster, even my offspring, I just killed a part of them."
"Why is this? Brother, if you are not satisfied with the source of the army, you can choose from another place."
Soshiyan noticed that the other person's face was constantly changing during the conversation, and the occasional slight twitching turned the other person from a calm gentleman to a wild beast on the verge of madness.
"To no avail, it was too late. My legion was bitten by a poisonous snake, and the poison was left in my body, and it had begun to attack, and I had seen it."
"You can always try to change."
"Change... Then have you changed again? When I tell you that death is approaching, brother, have you made any changes?"
Soshiyang sighed softly.
"This is my voluntary choice. Everything has its own price, some are more obvious than others, nothing more, and there is a price to pay anyway."
"You are such a hopeless idiot! My brother!"
The man roared uncontrollably, and then grabbed Soshiyang's arms with force.
"When I told other people their ending, they were either angry, desperate, or crazy, why! Why! You just accepted it calmly! So I hate you! And San Gilles! Why can you accept it with peace of mind!!!"
Soshiyang calmly brushed his hands across the other person's head.
"Brother, I feel very distressed to see you being tortured so much. What's even more heartbreaking is that I can't help you..."
"If you want me to resist these fates, then try to resist it too!"
“I’ve been doing this all the time…”
The man was stunned for a moment, then let go of his hand.
"I understand, I understand..."
The madness on his face disappeared, and was replaced by endless sorrow.
"Then I will leave you a gift, my brother, I hope that when you meet again, you will still remember a brother who was once, not the monster in the mouth of the crowd."
"brother……"
"Soshiyan?"
Hearing Talos' call, Soshiyang was stunned. Then he felt his face a little wet. He touched it and found that he was actually crying.
Bangula, who was standing beside her, also looked shocked, obviously not understanding why Soshiyang suddenly became stunned when he looked at the armor, and even shed tears.
"Captain of the Battle Team, I need to give this armor..."
Soshiyang shook his head and sighed softly.
"Forget it, since you can't wait for the master again, let it continue to sleep here."
Bangula nodded, and then the wall gradually became opaque, burying the despair and fear from ten thousand years ago again, and Soshiyan never spoke a word along the way until he left here.