"Alien Heartless? A rare mutant species? However, how can he retain human language and thinking abilities?" Wright felt an indescribable uneasiness and fear in his heart.
But the professionalism of the Socra Guards in his body allowed him to quickly calm down from the panic and panting caused by running. His brain was running rapidly, his black eyes tightened quickly, and he raised the "Crazy Bear" pistol and aimed it.
The heart of the "Alien Heartless Man" glows with blood-red light.
"Fight? It has the aura of the Lost. This is a difficult battle, Wright." Brett's steady voice did not contain any emotion.
From the aura emanating from the maggot-like upper body about to explode and the unconsciously flapping wings of the "Alien Heartless" in front of him, Brett felt the sense of fear exerted on his spiritual realm.
When Brett raised the "Socrate A-type rifle" and pointed it at the "alien mindless man" in front of him, he chose to close his eyes for two seconds and silently recited the passage in the "Safety Code" about dealing with the fear caused by mental interference:
"Fear is only born from fear itself. Fear and fear will be occupied by fear. Only by forgetting fear can humans gain a foothold in the wasteland..."
"Brett?"
Hearing the passage that Brett recited silently, Wright felt a sense of guilt in his heart. After all, De, who was forced to execute him under Socrates, was reciting this sentence when he faced Ato, which was almost exactly the same.
Three seconds later, the "Alien Heartless Man" with a bloody mouth open in front of him and even drooling dark red saliva just stared at Brett and Wright greedily on the spot without any further action. Brett simply pulled the trigger of the rifle.
The trigger was aimed at the chest of the "alien heartless man".
Ping! Ping!
The two brass bullets cut through the silent air and the solemn atmosphere filled with blood, and "pierced" straight into the chest of the "Alien Heartless Man" like an ancient knight who only knew how to move forward.
However, what reached Brett's ears was not the dull sound penetrating into his body, but the crisp sound of metal colliding.
Looking carefully, Brett found two small pieces of metal that had collapsed together and were half the size of a fingernail, glowing red, falling at the feet of the "alien heartless man" who looked like a wolf-dog.
The rifle specially made for the army by Sugra's "Tool Element" factory was completely ineffective against the "Alien Heartless Man" in front of him. He even used his bloated right hand to gently touch his hard heart as if brushing away a piece of dust.
He looked at Brett with a proud face.
Immediately afterwards, he kicked off the ground with his lean black-furred legs, jumped forward with the help of bat-like wings, stretched out his clenched fist, which was about the size of Brett's head and a half, and leaned on it.
An afterimage flashed in front of Brett and Wright at the speed of a flash.
Then, Brett felt a sharp impact in his abdomen.
Before his consciousness could synchronize with the pain, his body suddenly rose into the air, drawing a graceful arc like a diving man in the air full of blood and earthy smell, and fell heavily on the soft ground.
on the soil mixed with some snow.
After struggling painfully for several times, he passed out.
"In this case, do you still want to fight me?" The "Alien Heartless Man" twisted his pale head to face Wright, revealing his sharp fangs stained with blood.
"Who are you? You're not just a mutated type of careless person, right? But the lost usually retain their human appearance and won't easily turn themselves into monsters. A lost person I've dealt with can consider himself
He is an elegant human being." Wright said while trying his best to suppress the fear caused by the inequality of power.
"Indeed. I am a lost person who evolved from a careless person. Of course, I experienced an opportunity, an opportunity to meet a god. I got a mechanical product from the god who sang a song of confusion. Of course, I not only regained
After obtaining the wisdom sequence core, I also obtained the inspiration sequence core under the catalysis of the No. 10 magic source potion. You are the member of the guard team called Wright by the Tein sect. Let me meet you. My name is Kayas, the Church of Hope.
''s [Shapeshifter], a mid-level professional developed from the stance-type Lost One. I can change into an appearance suitable for combat based on needs and experience."
As he spoke, Kayas's upper body changed from a bloated, maggot-like state, like a deflated white ball, to a gray-white style similar to his lower body, with lean muscles.
But those black eyeballs that kept blinking did not disappear. Instead, they appeared even larger and more terrifying under the pale skin.
"I...I am Wright. Are you related to the Tenin sect? I have heard that Natasha is also a member of the Tenin sect, that crazy woman who wanted to kill me." Wright roared, his eyes filled with tears.
With a little anger, he stared at Kayas who had injured Brett and evolved from a careless man to a lost one.
He raised the "Wild Bear" pistol engraved with a double-headed eagle pattern, pointed it at Kayas's head, and slowly retreated towards the place where Brett fell.
"Wright, do you know?" Kayas followed Wright's footsteps, moving forward slowly at the same frequency, and said:
"Although our excellent [Goddess of Love] Natasha was executed by the inhumane Socratic Committee, we have not completely given up guiding you. Your ritual is Yato who has been injured by you and the careerist named George.
We worked together to complete it. You are the key to us uncovering the secrets of the gods in the Silent Highlands. Are you so resistant to magic and the extraordinary world?" Kayas advised "sincerely".
"Secret? Magic and extraordinary?" Wright said in shock, his black eyes looking at Kayas with some ownerlessness.
Several dreams and scenes seen in the "Grey Dream" flashed before Wright's eyes, and the information he obtained while talking to the "Mechanical Spirit" came to mind again.
"Yes, secret. I only saw that god when I became a confused and unintentional person, but in the end I forgot everything about my encounter with him. The prophecy of the Decider of Order 51 once guided us, including the Tenin sect and our hope
Everyone, including the Church, is trying their best to interpret the diary left by the Chooser. And you, the [Order] recognized by the Order Card, are indeed an important part. We have no patience now!" Kayas said directly
, the pale face had some expression.
"What does your patience have to do with me? If I am the god of Silent Highlands, I have my own, or at least human, way of pursuit. In any case, the unintentional and the lost are the enemies of our Zine Empire. Cooperating with the enemy is tantamount to treason.
, you don’t know, right?" Wright half-rejected.
"Traitor?" Kayas sneered twice, stopped on the soft ground intertwined with soil and a few weeds, and said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth:
"The traitors among humans have made an agreement with our traitors. In their eyes, the gods of Silent Highlands are no longer great beings who guide confused and extraordinary people, but have become tools they use to satisfy their selfish desires. You should have heard something.
, our traitor has had contact with a high-level member of the Socratic Committee, trying to build a paradise for the human aristocracy."
"Paradise?" Wright had doubts in his heart. Although it was speculated that the traitors of the Human Federation's Zine Empire had contact with the Lost Ones, or even reached an agreement, the familiar yet unfamiliar word "Paradise" made him feel embarrassed.
It's like a piece of ice has been stuck on it.
"The Blood Night Ritual cannot only belong to human beings. Preventing the Lost Ones is just a cover. The senior officials of Socra are trying to use it to activate the mixed power of the Goddess of Light, the Lord of the Dark Night, the Unintentional Burning Liquid and the Lost Ones, and destroy the city of Socra."
Put them in a situation where they are completely isolated from the polluted world. This will lead everyone to fall into the 'Raleye's Dream' and enter their own paradise. To put it simply, it is a collective dream." Kayas explained seriously.
Paradise? "R'lyeh's Dream"? It seems that similar topics were recorded in the prophetic literature "The Ancient World" handed down from the Second Age.
But the paradise and dream described by Kayas seem to be more inclined to a kind of collective AR, which is similar to giving up the body and uploading all the spirit to a general network, so that all human beings live in the illusion of eternity.
"I understand, Kayas." Wright responded in a deep voice.
After all, I came from the last world of the information age, so this simple fantasy idea is not difficult to understand.
"But, Kayas, what is your purpose? Are you just here to test my fighting ability? Do you want to duel me? Or do you want to kidnap me to work for you according to the prophecy of some chooser?" Wright asked guessing.
Although his hands were still slightly trembling, he still held the "Wild Bear" pistol steadily, pointed it firmly at Kayas's brain, and moved back at a slow pace.
"It's not a kidnapping, but I'm asking you to come over. We have heard about the magic power in your body. It is a special product that transcends the five basic attributes and the three upper attributes. Moreover, your power exudes the old Cruze
The breath of the German Empire." Kayas twisted his slightly stiff neck and said.
"Let's put it bluntly, the aura of Old Crusted is related to the god of Silent Highlands, the daughter of Tool Yuan, right? You want to use my red magic power to reveal more secrets to you," Wright said.
He heard Kayas’s inner thoughts.
"That's right. And in this way, you don't have to go to Chekavsk. Instead, you can go to the castle built by our 'Hope Church' near Silent Heights as a distinguished guest and collaborator. And our leader hopes that the Pope will make a promise to you. If God
When the secret is revealed, your status will not be lower than that of my middle-class reader, and may reach the top-class status of a purple cardinal. And you have money, a lot of money." Kayas's language is full of the evil camp's status.
Temptation.
"Money? How much...?" Wright asked subconsciously.
"A month's salary is 30 new ducats, which is equivalent to 1,050 new ducats when converted into Singapore dollars. This is ten times what you are paying for special tasks now. You know, lite, new coins and new ducats are the hard currencies of the Western Continent
, even the Putoa Federation will recognize it." Kayas lowered his head slightly and stared at Wright with crimson eyes.
"It is indeed very tempting, and it can reveal the secret of the daughter of Tool Yuan faster." Wright nodded, put down the "Crazy Bear" pistol, and said:
"How can I trust you?"
"Well... Natasha once charged you 50 Singapore dollars as a divination fee, right? In fact, she had always felt guilty about what happened that day. Until a few days before her death, when she fell into madness because of the language of the chooser,
She still wants to apologize to you face to face." Kayas's tone extended a feeling called sympathy.
"Natasha." Wright's heart was suddenly touched, and his eyes dimmed slightly.
"She really wants to apologize to you, but the 50 Singapore dollars has already been given to Say, the child who was abandoned by the orphanage because of the "City Happiness Act". She really wants to return the debt to you in person, because answering questions and divination
You don't need so much money." Kayas's voice was filled with sobs.
"No need. Since the 50 Singapore dollars is for the child, forget it." Wright sighed and said:
"There's nothing wrong with the details you mentioned. She invited me to enter that iron gate last time, but I refused. Is this the second invitation? It's also an 'iron gate'?"
"That's right." Kayas nodded and explained with some sadness:
"But behind the iron gate you mentioned is not only the temporary foothold of us lost people in Sogra, it may also be a place to adopt those wandering orphans. It's a pity that, as she was recognized by the sequence card, Natasha's
Her heart is full of 'love' and hope. She hopes that both the lost and human children can grow up safely. She is a loving person, but she just fell into a conspiracy."
"Conspiracy? Yes, conspiracy." Wright smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but think of his own time travel and the ritual of activating the red magic source power, and sighed inwardly.
"After she was executed by the Socratic Committee, her body was not even buried. Her body and eyes that could not be closed just stared blankly at the dim sunset and the indifferent humans coming and going, and were annihilated in a ball of flames when night fell.
Among them." Kayas said with a little anger and gritted his teeth.
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