"No! No!" Luo squeezed his throat and let out a heart-rending roar.
He looked at Atwood angrily, clenching his upper and lower teeth tightly, making a grinding sound.
At this moment, he is more like a beast bound in a cage and ropes. He wants to use all his strength to emit magical and extraordinary power, but he can only emit ugly, horrifying, and...
Sad cries and roars.
"Let them go! Let them go! I have promised you! If you continue to slaughter these children, I will fight you to the end. I will use my strength and spirit to fight against the 'Replacement Eye'. I will not accept it.
It, until it becomes a piece of scrap metal!" Luo Nie roared.
"There is still love left in your heart, Luo Nie. It is indeed the Socratic Dome, no, the flowers under the greenhouse. After being cared for for a long time, these cheap emotions will sprout. Isn't this what you brought to your door? I need it.
The money, the traitor and the 'Scorpion' can be exchanged for me 3,500 Singapore dollars, almost ten new ducats, pure gold. You know..." Atwood said.
He picked up the "Menghu K-01" pistol that had just executed the semi-lost child on the far right, looked at it for a few seconds, his Adam's apple squirmed, and after making a "snoring" sound, he turned his head and used
The gun was pointed at Luo Nie's heart and he said:
"Lan Mao, what did you say about gold last time...? That was quite romantic? That thing?"
"Chief, the scientists and mystics of the empire have two different opinions. One is the attitude of the scientists. They speculate that gold is the product of the explosion of neutron stars. In the depths of the dark universe, the gorgeous stars burst out with their last power.
, showed us a 'gorgeous' fireworks. The second is..." Lan Mao paused, scratched his head, and continued:
"They believe that the Creator encountered flames when he created the world. Countless sparks were produced when playing with flames in the empty universe. They were scattered in every corner and eventually formed a planet made of gold. Later, in the Creator's glass pinball game
, those planets shattered, eventually causing gold to be scattered on our continent."
"If you want money, I can give it to you, as long as you let them go. I have one thousand Singapore dollars, and two thousand is fine," Luo Nie said with a hint of crying in her voice.
"You haven't understood yet. In addition to money, I need sacrifices, as I told you just now. It seems that the mechanical products that want to become humans have gradually lost the ability to store memories during operation." Atwood joked, using
The gun lightly tapped Luo Nie's chest, then tapped his forehead, and said:
"'Wells' will protect me. She will not only allow me to break through my professional power and obtain the sequence core, but will even reconstruct my body and make me perfect. You know, boy, as a leader, I must
You must have temperament, a broad body, and a rich voice. But most importantly, you must have a face that makes people look awe-inspiring. Indeed, leaders need to be feared, but not disgusted. So be it, God
Three sacrifices are needed, dead or alive. I might consider leaving the two who are more like the Lost."
"No, Atwood." Luo Nie struggled and yelled.
His arms were tightly bound by the two Atwood men called "Blue Hair" and "Red Hair", and no matter how much he fluttered like a moth, he could not move forward at all.
Although he could use his legs covered with torn black cotton trousers, with some white cotton turned out, and stained with blood-red dirt, to kick out as hard as possible to reach Atwood as much as possible.
But as "Blue Hair"'s feet in yellow boots kicked hard on the inside of Luo Nie's knee joint, Luo Nie could only be forced to kneel on the ground, raised his head and let out a miserable roar at Atwood with angry eyes.
.
"I said, you still need to learn greed and cruelty. Don't you want to be human?" Atwood's mouth hidden by the mask was slightly raised, and he was smiling horribly.
Immediately afterwards, he quickly turned around, loaded the "Menghu K-01" pistol again, and pointed it at the two semi-lost children who did not seem to have much lost power.
bump!
bump!
The bound half-lost child fell to the ground.
A large hole had been penetrated by a bullet in their heart, and blood and red, scorching "burning liquid" belonging to the unintentional person were pouring out.
"Look, Luo Nie, this is a Wuxin person, not a lost person. I heard that semi-lost people sometimes don't have the lost person's abilities, or what you call magic power. They will turn towards Wuxin when they are stimulated.
Human transformation. When the blood drains out of the body, they will become real heartless people. I seem to have helped them speed up this process. There is nothing I can do about it, Luo Nie. It seems to be my fault, but it should also be your fault.
.I need to help you become a real human being." Atwood said with his back to Ronie.
Hearing Atwood talk about his evil deeds in a casual way, Ronai just felt that the anger in her gradually approaching human emotions had reached its extreme.
He wanted to break free from the annoying rope restraints, and he also wanted to blow their heads off with his fists mixed with the power of "Light of the Mechanical Spirit".
These cruel human beings who treat life as a plaything are even more disgusting than the careless and lost people.
In the propaganda of the past ten years, the empire has long abandoned the propaganda of doing evil for survival. After the "propaganda policy corresponding to the new situation" was adopted by the committee of the Zine Empire except the city of Socra, it restored order, protected compatriots and regained territory.
It has become the target of mainstream publicity.
Natural evil behaviors and ugly behaviors, such as killing, deception, bad words, flattery and barbarism, are gradually abandoned by the mainstream, and more and more people advocate order.
Seeing the reddish-brown liquid flowing all over the ground and the burning liquid like molten iron, Luo Nie's eyes suddenly glowed with pure blue light.
Like a military flashlight, it actually illuminated the dim hall, which was only composed of iron doors, cement floors and cylindrical incubators. It was as if a demon had descended, and the light covered up the space illuminated by the dim electric lights.
"You have to pay the price, just like Rex II and Luke I. I will crush you, I will curse you, and let your soul fall into eternal darkness and suffer all kinds of torture! You are a
Devil!" Luo Nie roared angrily.
He didn't even notice that a bit of salty liquid flowed out from the corner of his eyes, and human tears actually sprouted from his body, which was the product of the Lord of Machinery!
"If you put it this way, okay! There are still two semi-lost people and I won't execute them. I will let them live as sacrifices. I believe the gods will be happy with it," Atwood said.
Then, he shouted towards the steel door:
"Those Lost boys, come in!"
With the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground, the two lost men in suits and ties who had been called out to "perform the mission" pushed open the iron door and walked towards Atwood.
Even when they were still four or five meters away from him, the two lost people covered their chests with their left hands, bowed their upper bodies at a forty-five degree angle, and said in a respectful tone:
"leader."
"What did you say yesterday? There will be a red moon every night these days, right?" Atwood asked.
"Yes, leader. There will be a crimson moon for three consecutive days. This is the result of tarot card divination. This is also true. After the red moon came last night, the animals in the forest moved violently. There are also some poisonous ones.
Plants, such as 'Greenland Datura', are even growing more vigorously than before." The "gentleman" Lost Man in a suit and tie replied.
"I don't listen to nonsense, I just want to know if tonight's ceremony can go smoothly?" Atwood asked slightly eagerly.
"The crimson moon hangs high in the sky, and the temple deep in the forest is filled with demonic power. The mixture of Wu Xin and human blood is floating in it, coupled with the lost people decorated by the gods, it will definitely awaken the god 'Wells' for a short time. She only needs to
By looking down at you and pulling you into the realm of gods even for a moment, you can achieve your goal, leader." The "gentleman" Lost explained in poetic language.
"Okay, let's add one more thing. Let this mechanical boy go and observe, and bring the traitor Hit with him. When I become a real [Slayer], I will show them my power in person. Maybe
If the gods are in a good mood, they may give me blessings so that I can advance to a higher level, right?" Atwood's voice was mixed with a hint of desire.
"Inspiration Sequence Core, so that you can be promoted to Sequence 6: Inspiration Level. But boss, I remember that you were not interested in magic and gods before, boss. I think, if you really enter that kind of hallucination, you thought before
If you win, please don't reveal a trace of those thoughts." "Gentleman" the lost person warned.
"I really don't believe in magic and gods. But it didn't help me at that time. Now they are beneficial to me. I definitely believe in their existence. This is called flexible belief standards, do you understand?" Atwood said to
"Gentleman" the lost man said sternly:
"Go away! Take these three sacrifices, two alive and one dead. The remaining two guys with burning liquid can be sent directly to the 'indoctrination furnace' for dealing with unintentional people. By the way, the Socratic Committee will give this
The breeding furnace also has a poetic name, and next is this mechanical body. Also, by the way, the replacement eye of MB-1333 is under this cultivation cabin, right?"
"Yes, leader, just press the purple button. But the replacement eye will affect your prosthetic limb. After all, it still needs battery function. As you know, cities in the empire with complete power systems do not exist. And the battery stores electrical energy.
The technology still has flaws and is often easily damaged." "The Gentleman Lost" replied with concern.
"It doesn't matter. The arm that the old man named John made for me a few years ago is still usable. To be honest, I really envy him. Not only can he use firearms, he is also a biologist, physicist, and mathematician.
And a mechanical scientist, he is even a priest. Before this arm was powered on, I could perform simple mechanical grasping movements, and after it was powered on, I could even operate any complex machinery. But most importantly, it actually gave me some sense, like
I never lost it."
Atwood said, extending his left hand.
The flesh-colored arms under the black leather half-finger gloves were grasping freely in the air, as if they were grasping the tail of fate. He even shook his arms vigorously to show his flexible manipulation ability.
"Yes, Chief. He is indeed a great man." "Gentleman Lost" complimented.
"So, go away, I can handle this correctly. The 'Replacement Eye' has been stained with my blood and recognizes me. As long as it is combined with a pure mechanical body, it can be controlled by me and exert its absolute power.
Power. Although Hit is a traitor, he did provide us with something valuable!"
As one of the "Gentleman Lost" slapped the two half-lost children on the back of the head to knock them unconscious and then forcibly took them away, the other one held the bodies of the three half-lost children in the cold, pitch-black environment.
Dragging on the concrete floor.
When the two of them made a mechanical "clang" sound from the iron gate, a long and narrow path was left on the ground, just like the ancient Mamouse River marked on a map with black and scarlet as the main colors.
Pointing to the location of the endless ice ocean in the ancient north.
"Now, Luo Nie."
Seeing that only Atwood, Luo Nie, "Blue Hair" and "Red Hair" were left in the large hall, Atwood could not restrain the beating heart of "Bang Bang" and the sense of movement it brought, and said
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"I want to annihilate you, I want to curse you!" Luo Nie struggled and yelled in his most vicious voice, soft and hoarse.
"Yes. If you can maintain the ability to think independently after the 'Eye of Annihilation' is implanted." Atwood shouted to the two people who were restraining Luo Nie:
"Pull him up and tie him to the training cabin."
"Yes, Chief."
After the useless struggle and the roar of a restrained beast passed through Atwood's ears, he stared at the training cabin and briefly began to reverie.
He has a majestic body and a unique temperament that is called a "leader". Of course, he also has a serious face that belongs to a "leader".
A true "portrait" face!
When the unique metallic and mechanical sound of the hatch closing reached his ears again, he immediately walked out of his brief thoughts.
Then, he put the "Menghu K-01" pistol back into the holster on his waist, and even put the safety on to prevent the gun from misfiring in the next accident.
Immediately afterwards, he walked towards the culture cabin in three or two steps and searched carefully in front of a metal plate made of various yellow, green and red rubber colors connected to the wires and a group of metal parts.
After finding the purple button engraved with the text "Double-headed eagle's claws grasping the chainsaw", he forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart and pressed it.
With the sound of mechanical gears turning and the "sizzling" sound of electricity coming out, an oval-shaped metal platform rose up on the ground behind Luo Nie.
There is a fifty-centimeter cube box placed on top of it, which is emitting an uncontrollable purple light and a strong aura of "sorrow" that represents death and pain.
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Recommend a book from a friend: "Creating the World"
When he woke up, he returned to the late Eastern Han Dynasty and became Sun Ce.
After the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the Han Dynasty lost its deer, and all the heroes chased it away.
How can the beautiful mountains and rivers tolerate the disaster of the Sima family?
The border slaves still want to mess with me in China, and they will be wiped out when I raise my troops...
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