Go through the living room and enter the next factory-like area.
Before he entered, Mark saw the red warning light flashing.
The huge lathes were also entangled with dead vines.
Unlike outside, Mark found many broken mechanical guards here, as well as the corpses of some gray-robed men who were most likely [Greedy Cultists].
Regardless of whether it was the guards or the cultists, they were all pissed off for at least a month.
The mechanical guards controlled by the living brain were in disarray. As the core, most of the brains placed in the strange glass bottles were shriveled. Some were burned to varying degrees, and some looked like they had exploded on their own.
The body of the [Greedy] cultist was completely dry, even the flies were gone.
Mark began to wonder: Has the owner Thiago Mishuel been kneeling for a long time? His workshop has been messed up like this, and there is no movement at all?
Another question comes: Who was the one he saw last night? If Thiago ran away, the direction was wrong! If this place is already a worthless ruin, then the mysterious power fluctuation that just spread
What is it again?
With doubts, Mark moved on.
Soon, there was no road ahead, as if it was just a warehouse for stacking materials.
However, Mark found another lever and pulled it down directly.
With the slight sound of mechanical gears turning, he discovered that the place where he was standing was a large disk, which, together with the trap door, had been turned to the back.
The next moment, Mark realized that he was still too naive.
He had seen some weird scenes before, but this was the first time he encountered something so ungrateful.
Right in front of him, an oversized mirror stood there, facing the entrance where he entered.
The entrance is so big. No matter which angle you look at it, it's impossible to ignore this giant mirror, which is two meters high and five meters wide. It's about the size of a middle school blackboard!
He saw a hazy yellow light. The light was not sacred, and the light and pain hit him together. The pain he felt was like having all his internal organs ripped out of his chest.
He definitely didn't want to experience that kind of heartbreaking pain for the second time in his life.
The strange mirror created a strong suction force that he could not resist, pulling his whole body into this ominous mirror.
At this moment, his nerves were tense to the extreme.
The crisis of death gripped his heart. It was very likely that if he made a mistake in the next second, he would overturn the car and die here unjustly and in agony.
Fight!
At this point, there is no need to worry about alerting others.
Mark opened fire directly - he raised the lantern high with his left hand, the dazzling evil-killing light swayed domineeringly, and held the revolver tightly in his right hand. At the same time, he recognized even '5835'
, let Bison chick activate the concealment ability without affecting his sanity as much as possible.
However, just after he rushed in like a furious charging bull.
The first thing he saw was a familiar figure from behind!
Yo!
Isn't this the armored giant on the train?
Time seems to have stood still.
Mark is certainly confused on three sides.
The two people inside were equally dumbfounded.
Of course, the armored giant was the first to speak. I don’t know if it was an illusion. I clearly thought he was a tough guy before. Why did this unexpectedly changed voice sound a bit girly?
"Your Excellency, Judge of Light!?"
mark:???
opposite:????
From the opposite side, this scene is even more outrageous.
He had already cornered his prey, and the holes in his opponent's armor were the best evidence of this.
Just one more attack can bring down the prey.
It was so easy to die, but at the most critical moment, a golden glow lit up behind the target.
As soon as this light with obvious bright characteristics appeared, it drove away the yellow radiance of nothingness around it, domineeringly and thoroughly announcing its arrival in this temporarily created abnormal space.
In the shining golden light, he vaguely saw the figure appearing behind the armored giant - a brown round felt hat, an exorcism lantern in his left hand, and a revolver engraved with bright runes in his right hand. No matter it was hot or cold, he would always wear leather on his upper body.
jacket.
This shape is the standard form of the Judge of Light!
No wonder the prey was surprised!
No wonder the prey refuses to be captured!
This bitch actually found backup early in the morning, and he was the most damned judge!?
This mysterious [greedy] priest is simply going crazy.
In an instant, his figure disappeared into the red mist, and his hysterical screams echoed throughout the mirror world.
"Why can't you just let it go?"
"Dedicating everything you have to the great [God of Greed] is the right thing to do in the world!"
"[Greedy] desire is the driving force for human progress!"
"Why don't you understand?"
"Why?"
"Why--"
The piercing howl echoes in this strange world, and the mysterious power that stirs up the whole world keeps boiling like porridge.
One after another, human remnant souls appeared around Mark and the armored giant.
It felt a bit like an afterimage, but Mark instinctively felt that this was an innocent soul that had been brought into this world by the [Greedy] Priest in some way.
Skeleton gentlemen appeared one after another. They only had a handful of bones left, but they were wearing gorgeous suits. Some skeletons had blooming roses in their mouths, and some had large cigars in their mouths.
Some wear round hats with peacock feathers on them. No matter how they dress up, their female companions are without exception the phantoms of beauties selected from a hundred.
Each skeleton holds a translucent phantom of a beautiful woman, dancing in the melodious music, and then makes various intimate and unbearable movements...
At the same time, the originally empty ground was covered with countless banknotes, ancient gold and silver coins from various countries, and complicated gem decorations.
One after another, the illusions majestically rushed into the armored giant and Mark's spiritual sea, testing their spiritual weaknesses with unimaginable intensive spiritual attacks.
There are endless temptations and the fear of losing everything.
Mark felt his vision was split in half.
The upper half of the horizon is a world that is gorgeous, warm and ecstatic.
The lower half of the field of view seems to have fallen into the dark side of a prosperous city.
In a rotten house full of holes, Mark alone endured the cold wind blowing in from every hole and crack.
The house was bare, with no food, and nothing to keep warm.
The flowery scenes in the first half are incompatible with my own poverty and poverty.
The whole world is moving away from me.
What's the point of my life?
Not as good as...
At the critical moment, Mark felt his right arm sink, and then an exaggerated explosion sounded in his right ear.
"Bang!"
That was... gunfire!
Mark suddenly came back to his senses.
In front of his eyes, the silver armor on the armored giant's back was as smooth as a mirror, clearly reflecting Mark's condition. A flashing bullet showed an abnormally twisted state and was being bound by several spiritual threads, hovering at his right temple.
Less than a centimeter outside.
Mark felt a burning pain all over his right cheek.
Even though Mini took action at the critical moment and stopped the bullet for him, the burst of holy light still had a considerable burning effect on his skin.
Mark was stunned. If Miss Doll hadn't taken action, what was reflected on the armor at this moment would probably be a slumped corpse with brains constantly spraying out.
He immediately realized that he had underestimated this sinful priest!
At this time, Mark did not realize that not only he, but also his opponent had made a serious mistake - Mark's appearance as a judge really frightened the opponent.
This resulted in a ridiculous and fatal misjudgment: a craftsman of the Mechanicum who was about to be defeated or an inquisitor with full strength who specialized in dealing with cultists and evil beings. Who would be more cost-effective to deal with?
The answer is of course to bring down the armored giant first!
This caused the [Greedy] priest to put most of his psychic attack power on the armored giant, attacking Mark only incidentally, and more of a containment effect.
In fact, Mark was already on his knees. Without Mini's intervention, he would have been dead.
But Mark's early awakening gave him the opportunity to save the armored giant.
At this moment, the armored giant raised the golden long-handled war hammer high and was about to smash his own head with the hammer...
Mark held the lantern in his hand and fired out a bright white light, focused on the back of the giant's head, and hit the back of the giant's thick right hand armor with a shot with his right hand.
"Bang!"
"ah--"
This hammer hit it, and it finally broke.
The huge hammer head hit his left shoulder armor, immediately creating an exaggerated dent the size of a basin, making his already tattered armor feel even worse.
If you escape, you escape!
When Priest [Greed] was unable to kill the two of them with spiritual invasion, his end came.
"Over there!" Where the lantern's light was directed, the turbid yellow mist quickly dissipated in the field of vision, leaving a spacious passage.
Originally, the [Greed] priest still had a chance to escape.
Just as he was about to perform some mysterious magic, a hoarse female voice came from behind him for no apparent reason.