"Mechanical Institute! Mechanical Institute! Wait! Where is the Mechanical Institute?"
Sa Liangxi screamed and ran wildly in the rain. But halfway through the run, she realized that she was still a stranger to this city, and she could not find her way out of Rhodes.
"Come with me!"
Eve said to her, and then waded forward, moving with difficulty.
A few minutes ago, they all received a message from Lorenzo, a large-scale [gap] communication. Lorenzo reported Roger's purpose to several people.
His purpose is to go to death row, to destroy all hope in one fell swoop and completely paralyze the purge mechanism.
Eve didn't know how the battle was going, but she knew that if Roger wanted to achieve such a goal, he had to defeat the defense line of the Mechanical Institute and attack along the pillars of the furnace. He might destroy the unlucky Perpetual Pump, or he might
Go all the way down and hit the death row.
The good news is that as the core area of the purification mechanism, it is heavily guarded. Even if it faces a wave of monsters, it is still possible to stop them with full confidence.
The bad news is that this time they are no longer facing a wave of demons, but Roger Cruz, and his true form is coming to the battlefield in person.
Thinking of this, Eve's hands began to tremble. She knew very well how powerful Roger was, let alone Roger who appeared in his true form. His body, soaked in secret blood for endless time, would be more durable than Lorenzo's.
too much.
Now they go to support the death row, which is more like committing suicide than supporting, but there is nothing they can do. Eve has to move forward, no matter what.
"Roger... Cruze."
Oscar was holding on to the damp wall. His gray beard was wet from the rain and hung in strands on his face. He looked like a homeless man.
"What's wrong? Oscar."
Eve turned around and asked with concern.
The most outrageous among them is probably this third-rate writer. I thought he was incapable of tying a chicken, but in the end he was so vicious that he chopped down the demon.
Everyone else was probably deceived by Oscar's ruthlessness, but Eve was not. She knew very well that Oscar was just a mortal, and on this battlefield of purgatory, Oscar, a mortal, had already done very well.
"I'm fine...just a little breathless."
Oscar breathed heavily. This strenuous physical exercise was indeed a burden on his old body.
"I have to submit to old age."
Oscar complained, and then he looked hesitant. Just as he was about to say something, Eve beat him to it.
"Stop it, Oscar, it's time for you to rest, and we can continue."
Eve tried to dissuade him, saying that Oscar had been holding on, and she could see that these successive battles almost killed this lazy guy.
Probably because of his pride, Oscar kept silent and persisted.
"I……"
"Stop talking. You have had too many failures in your life. This is also an ordinary failure. It's nothing."
Eve comforted.
After hearing this, Oscar looked a little disappointed, and then smiled reluctantly.
"Indeed, reality is not a novel, and anger cannot solve everything."
Oscar waved his hand.
"It looks like Oscar Wilde's Bizarre Adventure has to stop now. Please continue."
He was holding a long sword and limping.
"how about you?"
Eve was a little worried. She looked at Rhodes. Maybe Rhodes could stay with Oscar and at least take care of each other. This place is no longer a familiar street, but a hunting ground full of dangers. Although the defense line has been stabilized again, but
No one knows whether the demon will appear again.
"Me? Don't worry, I can take care of myself."
Oscar shook his sword a few times, splashing rain everywhere.
Looking at Rhodes, Oscar could notice Rhodes' evasive gaze. He looked at him slightly expectantly, as if asking for help, but he peeked at Sa Liangxi from time to time, with the same expression as Oscar just now.
hesitate.
"Hey! Rod."
Oscar suddenly shouted.
"What's wrong!" Rhodes was startled.
"I think the choice lies with you in this kind of thing, but I also think that before making a choice, you should ask yourself whether you will regret it afterward."
Oscar looked at him with a smile, as if he had seen through everything.
"Don't regret it?"
Rhodes probably understood what Oscar meant, and he didn't even have time to feel ashamed. He looked at Eve and then at Saragei. The two of them fully understood what they were talking about.
"I...should we hurry up?"
Rhodes gritted his teeth and asked Eve.
"Can……"
Eve wanted to politely refuse Rhodes. She felt that Rhodes should stay with Oscar. This guy was just an unlucky translator and he was not suitable for this place.
At this time Oscar strode forward and handed the sword to Rhodes.
"Oh, warrior, I guess you'll need this next."
Oscar winked at Rhodes, and Rhodes only thought that Oscar might have something wrong with his brain, but he still grabbed the hilt of the sword and nodded vigorously.
…
"Long time no see, Lorenzo."
In the swaying car, Joey smiled at Lorenzo, but the smile on his pale face also looked a bit bleak.
During the most difficult period of the war, the scavengers still looked at the old Dunling and held everything in their hands.
"Joy... I think I may need to slow down. Logically speaking, I should cheer and celebrate that you, the unlucky guy, are not dead. But seeing you here, I feel that you are not far from death."
Lorenzo's expression was slightly distorted. He wanted to show joy to Joey, but because he detonated the [Forget River] on his body, the huge antimeme ravaged Lorenzo's will repeatedly, not to mention the previous one.
His will has just been invaded by Roger.
He only felt a headache that was almost split. Coupled with the triggering of antimemetics, those concealed memories were exposed bit by bit. After losing the disguise of the death row, Lorenzo realized the existence of the deus ex machina.
The huge amount of information knocked him out of focus.
"It doesn't matter. Among the scavengers, people like me have a special name. They call me the Returned Dead."
Joey chatted casually. This was probably the last relaxing time. The armed iron snake advanced all the way. Before arriving at the mechanical yard and joining the final battle to the death, they could all relax and reminisce about the past.
"The Returned?"
"Well, it specifically refers to guys like me who should have died but managed to survive inexplicably."
Listening to his words, Lorenzo looked at Joey. He was wrapped tightly, only his face was exposed, and his expression was different from the one he was familiar with, like a corpse that had returned from the dead.
Lorenzo let out a long sigh, leaned back on the chair, picked up a few Flordelen potions, and relaxed while injecting himself.
"At least, I think Kestrel should be very happy. After that, he was lost for a long time... Speaking of which, this guy is working on the eternal pump."
"Do you think we'll meet again there?"
"Resurrection from the dead, old friends reunited," Lorenzo muttered, "What a great plot."
"Goodbye, that's not a good place for reunion," Joey lowered his eyes and looked at the dirty ground, "just like here."
Neither of them spoke, Lorenzo looked out the window at the monotonous scenery, the rain and fog that kept repeating.
"Roger was bombarded from the front by [Forgotten River]. Although it was difficult to cause any serious damage to him, I think he has realized that we have such a high-strength antimemetic weapon, and he will become anxious and become
disturbed.
Over the long years, he has become accustomed to using absolute force to solve problems. Coupled with the erosion of the Unspeakable and the secret threat of Adren, he will only become more and more crazy, eager to destroy us."
Lorenzo spoke calmly.
"That sounds bad."
"On the contrary, this is the effect I have been pursuing," Lorenzo said. "Crazy enemies are not scary, rational ones are."
"Are you ready? Lorenzo." Joey asked.
Lorenzo nodded, looking extremely calm and calm. In the game with Roger, he not only proved his determination to Edlen, but Lorenzo also proved himself once again.
He was happy that he still remembered his purpose instead of turning into a monster like Roger.
"It's so long..."
Lorenzo whispered.
…
"Move! Guard all passages!"
The order echoed through the radio in the Mechanical Yard, and the same sound also echoed in the pillars of the furnace, the ever-moving pumps, and wherever there might be people.
Thanks to the preparations for death row, the remaining people in the mechanical hospital are basically combatants. Most of the technicians have been evacuated in advance, leaving only a small number of technicians to ensure the operation of the system.
After receiving Lorenzo's message, everyone knew that this would be the final battleground, but they didn't have any fear. Maybe they were numb and couldn't feel anything anymore.
"Zuo Zhen, that damn guy is coming, you anonymous people should do something!"
Merlin shouted into the communicator.
At this moment, Merlin is in the Perpetual Pump, and behind him stands the Kestrel holding a weapon.
Unlike the anxious Merlin, Kestrel's expression was very calm, a bit like a person's serenity before death, but also like a trance after suffering a huge shock.
At the beginning of the personnel deployment, Kestrel was under great pressure. Based on his understanding of the purification agency, an elite employee like himself who had excellent qualifications, could fight and run, had both civil and military skills, was cheap and easy to use, would definitely be thrown into the mix.
Life on the front line, fighting head-on with the demons.
For this reason, Kestrel wrote several pages of a will this time. The crooked handwriting was interspersed with all kinds of bad words. In addition to recalling life, thanking the good things, and distributing his inheritance to others, it was also an accusation.
This damn black-hearted group.
After the deployment was completed, who would have thought that Kestrel was not sent to the front line, but to protect Merlin.
When he saw this, Kestrel immediately tore up the several-page will, with tears in his eyes, and thanked the organization, thinking that his hard work over the years had finally converted these cold-hearted and black-hearted guys.
Yes, you don’t need to participate too much in this war. You must know that the Perpetual Pump can be regarded as the core area of the purification agency, the so-called rear area. If it is not safe here, there will be no safe place.
Kestrel has already thought about it, and he will stay here leisurely, waiting for Lorenzo to save the world, or for others to save the world. Anyway, it has nothing to do with him.
Relaxed, comfortable... He was very leisurely a few minutes ago, but everything changed with Lorenzo's message.
Roger Cruz is heading to the Mechanical Institute. His purpose is very clear, which is to attack the death row.
Kestrel guessed that he didn't mind destroying the eternal pump while destroying the death row, so this safest place became the core of the battlefield.
"ah……"
The kestrel was completely stunned. When chatting with Lorenzo before, he also boasted that he was a lucky kestrel. Although every job seemed like a narrow escape, the kestrel was lucky every time.
Survived.
He didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky, but now it seemed that all this would be verified soon.
Merlin didn't pay much attention to Kestrel's many outrageous inner dramas. He yelled into the communicator and questioned this stranger from Jiuxia.
"Don't worry, Merlin, everything is under control...at least that's how I feel."
Zuo Zhen walked among the dense iron forest. The place was dimly lit, and there were dense pipes everywhere, covered with dust and rust. It seemed that no one had come here since they were built.
"You said it's under control?"
Merlin's roar sounded from the communicator.
"Yes, please believe us, Merlin. I am not good at making excuses, but you have also seen my actions. I am standing on top of the death row. If I die, I will die first.
Although I think life is a very vain thing, for you, it is also a very expensive price."
Zuo Zhen stopped and looked down.
It was a huge, circular gate that was horizontal to the ground. A thick layer of dust accumulated on it, completely covering up its original appearance. As for the internal mechanical structure, I am afraid that it has also rusted to death one by one in this long time.
It is not clear whether aging has begun.
It divides the Furnace Pillar into two sections. The area where Zuozhen is now belongs to the manual maintenance area, and the lower section is a deep area that almost no one has ever been to. According to the technicians' explanation, the waste of the Furnace Pillar is dumped there.
The place where death row is now located.
Countless anonymous people are wandering around, setting up various weapons. It can be said that they are guarding the door to death row at this moment.
"you……"
In the communicator, Merlin's voice became much calmer. He probably didn't expect Zuo Zhen to say such words.
"What's wrong with you?"
"I just realized something, a loophole that only experienced Anonymous would discover," Zuo Zhen smiled, "After all, you haven't experienced multiple antimemetic overlays, and memory is not something that we Anonymous can do.
Unreliable."
"What loophole?"
"I can't say, if I say, once you are invaded by Roger, then Roger will also know."
"how about you?"
Merlin was about to say something, but he suddenly realized the meaning of Zuo Zhen's sentence. The thing that Merlin had always been confused about was answered, and what followed was fear and...awe.
He paused, and the channel went silent.
"Yes, that's it. It's already the last moment. Merlin, why don't we talk about something else."
Zuo Zhen continued, and after a while his voice sounded.
"The Geiger index of Old Dunling is still soaring. Even if we win the war, all we will get is ruins. I am going to the central control room now."
"Are you planning to throw all the antimemes into the Pillar of the Furnace? A good decision, they will continue to overflow and spread throughout the city along the huge system." Zuo Zhen said.
"Well, I don't know what impact this will have on the battle situation, but there's nothing we can do about it," Merlin cursed, "I'm just a scientific researcher, this is the only thing I can do."
"Goodbye then, Merlin, very..."
Zuo Zhen said simply and without delay, but before he could say his goodbye, a burst of noise rang out in the channel. High-intensity erosion had spread here, affecting communications.
This thing was of no use anymore. Zuo Zhen threw the communicator into the darkness below. He took out his folding knife and raised his head, as if he could see the clear and beautiful sky through these layers of obstacles.
"Ah... what a good plan, Holmes."
Zuo Zhen smiled. Although he didn't know the whole plan, he could guess some of it through these loopholes and clues, and he also guessed his own destiny and responsibility.
He was not afraid or worried, because Zuo Zhen knew very well that this was his own decision, but he had forgotten it.