Chapter 266 The Call of Light and Darkness (Part 2)
When Dak and Wulfya stepped into the realm of chaos, they discovered that the "ancient" aura that had made people feel mentally shattered just now suddenly disappeared.
Instead, there was an unpleasant and pungent smell, as if a huge truck dumping tons of gasoline in front of them.
That kind of nauseating and choking breath made Duck couldn't help but surge up the water-based magic power in his body, which was still abundant at present, and formed a thin ice crystal film at the position of his nostrils to resist this kind of physical collapse.
feeling.
"This is... the smell of machinery." Wulfya lowered his head, stretched out a finger, put a little viscous liquid on his mouth, smelled it first, then stretched out his tongue to lick it, and analyzed:
"Asphalt, and it is special asphalt fused with [dark] ore. At that time, under Ivanov's suggestion, Ivan XXII once imagined creating an army that would never be tired and would not stop fighting until it fell apart.
's army'."
"An army that fights tirelessly, a machine?" Dak turned his head and asked Wulfya curiously.
"That's right." Wulfya nodded and said:
"Furthermore, Ivan XXII also requested that this kind of 'army' can be supplemented with no food and energy by the logistics department. Naturally, Ivanov rejected the emperor's extremely unreasonable request and only suggested using artificial gods' machinery.
Yuan's daughter's plan took its place.
"However, the subsequent Crusted Emperor Ivan XXIII, who was the biological son of Ivan XXII, became very interested in this. To this end, he used machinery to build a huge open-air
On the altar, I sacrificed half of my life in exchange for a 'draft' given by the 'Lord of Mechanics'."
"Draft? What kind of draft can you make?" Duck asked with great interest.
Wulfya did not answer immediately, but stood up straight away, stood in front of Duck with his back turned, rubbed the "special asphalt" off his hands, and then said slowly and word by word:
"Budezumila."
"Budezumila?"
"That's right, it's the 'mechanical bear' we met after the entrance to the first level of the 'Ku Shen Ruins'. Because, as a... product of the Lord of Machines, Luo Nie naturally generated relevant information in his brain.
All their information." Wovya recalled:
"Before Luo Nie left the 'Bitter Relics', he told me more detailed information about it, as well as the other half of the 'draft' that Ivan XXIII exchanged for his life."
"The other half? Is it also a mechanical monster?" Dark asked.
"No, monsters already exist. According to the 'principles' of the 'Creator', 'monsters can only appear once in the series of extraordinary things created by the gods.' Therefore, the half is 'human', highly similar to us.
It's just a 'robot' without skin, muscles and bones." Wulfya said in a low voice, as if Satan had descended.
As soon as he finished speaking, countless rapid metal collision sounds came from all directions to where they were standing. A large number of red light spots sprouted in the deep dark field, and then flashed non-stop, as if there were giant man-eating monsters hidden inside.
bat.
Soon, countless green lines began to appear in the surrounding world. They continued to copy, multiply, and scatter in front of Dak and Wulfya, and eventually evolved into a majestic bright and pure green world.
Just like the resentful souls were awakened by the humans who accidentally entered them, the owners of those red light spots, namely countless giant "robots" nearly 2 meters high, stood up from unnoticed corners, or dragged their rusty bodies.
, or wipe off the engine oil that has become extremely viscous, and walk slowly towards the center of the entire space.
Squeak, squeak...
The harsh sound of violent mechanical friction passed through the stack of closed and empty spaces and turned into a crushing sound of resentment. Coupled with what seemed to be a pre-set program, all the "robots" had a sound in their throats while walking.
They will keep whimpering, sobbing, lamenting, screaming and cursing, a recurring cycle of sad sounds.
"Are the human beings formed by the combination of these 'machines' the 'robots' you call them?" Dak asked with a slightly trembling voice. He looked around and subconsciously raised his fists in a fighting posture.
Wulfya did not answer. It seemed that the sudden appearance of these "robots" was far beyond his expectation. He was speechless for a moment, his lips moved, and in the end he did not make any sound, but nodded slightly passively.
But then Dak's pointed question forced him to respond.
"Wulfya, I know... you know very well about the 'Bitter Relics', the old empire, Ivan XXII, and even this realm where gods and evil gods coexist - the 'Red Fantasy Relics'. I
I know that now is not the time to force you to make a complete statement, but please tell me one thing. Are these 'robots' related to the Lord of Machinery? In other words, are they the Lord of Machinery?
'product'."
"Yes, and no." Wulfya gave a particularly funny answer. He knew that this mischievous answer would not satisfy Dak, so after thinking for a while, he sighed slightly and continued to answer:
"They were originally human beings, just like us, they were all Crusaders. So, Dak, you see, after they were activated by us intruders, they did not choose to attack us immediately, but in advance
The programmed heroes who have been placed have walked towards the center of this underground experimental site one after another, waiting for the last bit of humanity in their bodies to disappear before they can faithfully perform their duties."
"Why?" Dak's voice was particularly cold. At this moment, Wofya felt that Dak seemed to be integrated with the water power in his body, condensing in this remote, cold, cold, and humid realm.
For the ice that makes people never get warmth and light.
In this case, Wulfya no longer had anything to hide, and told Dark what he knew like pouring beans:
"This is what I just mentioned, the other half drawn in the 'draft' of the Lord of Machinery. The old Crusted Empire officially called it 'Elmimana', which means 'the one in the ancient domain'.
Machinery. They are indeed the same batch of 'products' produced by the Binglin City Royal Machinery Factory as the 'Bud Mechanical Milla', but their raw materials are the best soldiers and officers of the old empire at that time."
"Using human beings as raw materials? The emperors of the old empire were all madmen, so they could do this series of mental illness-like actions. It's sad, among such a group of madmen, there can be one who is praised by us Crusted people
The 'greatest emperor' who has lived for thousands of years." Wright felt sick and criticized through gritted teeth.
"But after all, Ivan XXII is completely dead. This is what you have seen with your own eyes. So, let the things that have passed away be swallowed up by the calm ocean like endless ice and snow." Wofya continued to tell.
road:
"Back to the 'Elmima', the power required to make them is not magic and steam, but 'ancient' power. Back then, scientists from the old empire used the 'Dipse' that was rumored to have been salvaged by western fishermen.
After the severed limb was refined by fire and extracted at high temperature, it was made into a medium-sized crystal cube. Afterwards, the scientists used precise instruments to cut it into five hundred pieces of the same size, volume and weight.
Small pieces the size of soybeans were all put into the brains of the soldiers and officers who served as containers."
"So, they have turned into this mechanical look since then?" Duck asked curiously.
"Of course not so fast." Wulfya smiled bitterly and replied:
"They participated in the military campaign against Ivan XXII. Even if they become raw materials for mechanical 'products', the 'great' emperor must give them painful memories that will last a thousand years.
"These 'vessels' were first imprisoned in a humid, cold room in close contact with sea water for ten years, and then under the influence of the crystallization of 'Dipser's Severed Limbs' they could only use 'steel' for several consecutive years.
For food...until the skin is completely ulcerated and the muscles and bones are covered with a dark metallic substance."
"Listen to what you said, this doesn't feel like a punishment, but rather an experience where you can gain strength by paying a price." Dak waved his hand, not seeming to be cruel or surprised.
Naturally, human beings born in the wasteland and accustomed to seeing evil spirits and filthy things are extremely easy to have their normal human emotions and thinking blunted by reality.
Even if Dak's spirit and cognition are not broken, he will regard ordinary pain, cruelty and madness as basic common sense that cannot be discussed in situations close to combat.
After all, in this battle with the Wasteland Era, tens of millions of humans have already slept in the long night forever.
With an embarrassed expression on his face, Wulfya shook his head and continued:
"Experience requires retaining a steely will, but becoming an 'Elmima' requires the elimination of human consciousness. The crystallization of 'Dipser's severed limbs' will continue to promote the growth of steel skin, thus continuously affecting the original normal state."
bones and muscles.
"After the dark skin was completely generated, scientists imprisoned these soldiers and officers in this dark 'Red Fantasy Experimental Field'. Because their bodies were extremely stiff, they were unable to speak, move, or even think.
"The full 'ancient power' here will cause the steel to gradually eat away at and replace all the tissues in their bodies. These poor bastards can only sit here passively, feeling the unbearable bone-chilling pain, but they are unable to faint, unable to
Die until Ivan XXII is truly dead and his enemies break into this realm of buried bombs."