What caught Mark's eye were two double-sided stairs going up like arms encircling each other, and a giant mecha on the stand in the middle of the stairs.
It is not over 16 meters tall like Gundam, but the four-meter-tall humanoid mecha made of all metal still gives Mark a sense of trance that has traveled through time and space.
The mecha is based on white and is decorated with brass pieces that shine like gold.
The overall shape is human-shaped, but the legs have an inverted design. Looking up, one is shocked to find that the entire metal belt is covered with two oversized shotguns as thick as human fingers.
No, that shouldn’t be called a bullet. According to Mark’s concept, this terrifying ‘bullet’ whose caliber definitely exceeds 60mm should be called a cannonball.
Further up, there is a typical knight's armor-shaped raised breastplate, which is nothing special except for a diagonal purple ribbon. The silver double-layer disc shoulder armor looks like stacked flying wings, which is also for decoration.
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The biggest strange thing is the equipment of the mecha——
The left arm carried a kite-shaped shield made of all metal, while the right arm held an oversized double-barreled shotgun, and behind the right shoulder, on an obvious rack, there was an oversized war hammer.
There is no doubt that if this thing can be driven, it must be a killer weapon that transcends its time.
The only problem is that this thing probably won't turn on.
Mark saw thick dust on the armor.
There was no time for Mark to slowly appreciate it.
Just as he was observing his surroundings, two mecha cabins that looked like upright coffins suddenly opened on the pillars on both sides of the corner.
Two rather slender 'robots' emerged.
The robot is more like a kind of lifting. Its structure cannot be said to be very simple. They have a human body shape, but each joint is equipped with a combination of multiple gears, and then transmits power through a structure called a skeleton, which is actually a lever.
Let them walk like humans in a subtle state.
If coupled with a series of cameras and a high-tech automated control system, this would definitely be an epoch-making great invention.
It's a pity that the core that can be seen through at a glance makes Mark quite off-putting.
In a glass-shaped jar about thirty centimeters in diameter on the chest of the robot, something similar to a human brain is soaked in an unknown liquid.
It has obvious brain sulci and two big eyes that are constantly looking around.
If it weren't for the fact that there are more than ten squid-like things on the edge of the brain, and the entire robot can be controlled by turning the small wrench and turntable on the edge, this is definitely a high-tech thing.
At this time, Mark just felt sick.
What a waste!
The Adeptus Mechanicus can also be the Adeptus Mechanicus!
"Enemy found! Attack!" Two evil robots rushed towards Mark.
The arms on each robot's shoulders suddenly split into two, becoming four robotic arms. The end of each arm was not a robotic hand, but a shining blade at least one meter long.
When the eight knives of the two robots slashed at each other at different angles, the fierce sound of the wind and the powerful momentum were really scary.
This was not a stiff attack, this was a hunt calculated by that strange brain. The two robots pounced on him and forced Mark into a corner in an instant.
When a normal person is attacked by such a dragnet, they will most likely rush to attack the most obvious weak point - the brain on their chest.
Mark might have explained it when he had just traveled through time.
Today is different from the past!
In the blink of an eye, Mark raised his left hand high.
No one noticed that a slender spiritual thread shot out from the palm of a puppet on the back of his hand and stuck to the chandelier on the ceiling.
With a dexterous backflip, Mark ran five steps along the wall to the left with an action beyond the imagination of a 'robot'. His speed was as fast as a rounded meteor hammer. Before, he would never have done it.
He couldn't make such dexterous movements, which was entirely due to the agility bonus given to him by the centipede's lantern.
In the process of avoiding the attack, it was not that he did nothing.
A stronger spiritual thread, undetected by the robot, has already been tied to the left knee of the robot on the right.
The major religious sects who were born as magicians might prefer to attack the flesh and blood of such robots. As a modern earthling who has traveled through time, he is more aware of how fragile their gear joints are.
This kind of gear design, which can be misaligned if it doesn't mesh well, can't withstand the lateral pulling force of a big man!
The gears were dislocated, idling, and unable to exert its strength. The robot on the right fell down in an instant. Immediately after, this robot, which was not much lighter than an adult, was violently pulled down by Mark. After losing its balance, it fell violently.
He crashed into the sword light of the robot on the left.
The crisp sound of metal breaking came, and the two robots didn't make any decent reaction and just rolled into a ball.
There was still a chance for them to get up.
Mark didn't get close, he just controlled Miss Doll's spiritual threads and inserted the metal parts thrown out one by one into the gears of the robot's joints with great dexterity.
"Crack!" The force transmitted by the robots' own levers destroyed themselves.
In a few moments, the majestic robot just now turned into two 'robot sticks' with only its thighs and upper arms left.
It was only then that Mark tentatively fired a revolver at the 'glass bottle' containing the brain.
"Bang!" I don't know what material this thing is made of.
The holy light bullet blessed by the power of light was shot and flew away on the spot.
Mark even found a half-collapsed metal bullet in the other corner...
"You! What's wrong with Thiago?" Mark tried to communicate with the two weird brains.
However, all he got was a mechanical response.
"Destroy the invaders!"
"wipe out!"
"Purification protocol activated——"
Why does the 'brain' that seems to have the ability to identify ourselves and the enemy feel so dull?
At this moment, an unpleasant feeling surged out from the depths of the mansion, covering the entire hall in the blink of an eye.
Mark's [Mind Flayer Hat] felt tight.
Mark is no stranger to this feeling.
It's not like the inner world of the academy, which brings the whole person closer to another world, but this disgusting feeling...
"It's [Xie Yi], that's right!"
Mark abandoned the two insane 'robots' and subconsciously wanted to rush into the mansion, but as soon as he took two steps, he saw two mechanism levers standing next to the booth.
Mark was so excited.
Most people in their right mind would take the two stairs leading to the second floor.
The problem is that Mr. Thiago’s mind is obviously different!
Will he, like a self-proclaimed nobleman, walk down the mahogany stairs full of aristocratic atmosphere step by step, and then introduce his masterpiece to the guests?
No!
He won't!
Geniuses are always proud!
Although the trap just now is full of near-mortal dangers, the biggest difference between the Mechanicum and other [anomalies] is that the operation of this mechanical trap is a transformation that completely conforms to the mechanical structure and follows real physical logic.
Normally, it would be a long way from the gate to the interior of the workshop.
"But is there a possibility that Thiago was too lazy to move at all and he let the house move?"