Taking a deep breath, as the iron coffin slowly opened, the complex machinery began to unseal it, the cold temperature gradually rose, and the dark matter sleeping inside woke up and became more active.
As a result, the already narrow space was flooded with an unknown aura, as if the cold object came to life, or in other words, it was alive in the first place, but fell asleep due to the low temperature.
Now it is very hungry, it longs for blood and flesh, so the whimpering whispers ring in the ears of the two of them, as if they are strange strangers telling ancient stories, weirdness and madness coexist.
"You know, this thing is also a demon in nature."
Looking at the pitch-black armor, Shrike tried his best to make his face look as good as possible.
On the other side, Lan Jade looked solemn, holding the Forged Spear tightly in her hand. She stood outside the door. As long as something went wrong, she could seal the door. Although she didn't know if she could control the Shrike, she could at least limit his actions.
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"This is technology from Jiuxia. Their emperor set up a department called Yinxue Temple to specialize in the technology of demons. You can think of it as a scientific research institution like the Eternal Pump. They discovered that some high-level demons have common characteristics.
The characteristics are the brain and the heart.”
Shrike said and stretched his hand into the darkness. As the flesh and blood came closer, the pitch-black material began to stir. It began to shake slightly. It was obviously just armor, but Shrike could feel the emotion called joy from it.
"If you want to kill a high-level demon, you must destroy the heart and brain. If you only destroy one of them, the strange body will still have a certain degree of combat power. But later, those scholars learned more about it, and they discovered the difference between the two.
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"If you only destroy the heart, the body will continue to fight according to the will of the brain. If you destroy the brain, the powerful vitality of the demon will make it act according to instinct. On this basis, the people of Yinxue Temple developed Ufutu, which is
Armor of Original Sin."
The strange armor moved. It didn't feel like metal. In fact, it was a mass of flesh and blood without a specific shape. They were squirming, and then climbed up the shrike's body along his hands. His red heart was looming in the darkness.
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The murmur became louder and louder, like a roar in my ears.
As if he was suffering great pain, the shrike let out bursts of painful roars. The dark substance wrapped around his arms like a python, as if being swallowed by the dark tide, covering every inch of his body in darkness.
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"Are you okay? Shrike!"
Blue Jade held onto the Forged Spear tightly. This strange scene made her feel a little afraid. The so-called erosion had already begun at this moment, and the human will was floating like a boat in the storm.
"If I lose control, then kill me and you can put on the armor and continue the mission."
He turned slightly, and it was a ferocious scene, almost suffocating. The familiar face had a furious expression, and the pupils were bloodshot and scarlet.
"This thing is actually a demon, but it has lost its brain and only has its heart. The madmen transformed it into a controllable body, but it is human will that controls this body."
Following Shrike's narration, this is the truth about the Original Sin Armor.
Through complex craftsmanship and mysterious alchemy, those madmen successfully separated the demon's brain from its body and heart. When necessary, as long as human will replaces it, they will have the power of the demon, which is as dangerous as dancing with dragons.
, but only in this way can there be a slight chance of winning.
The steel slowly rose under the darkness, and the built-in machinery covered the body as the shrike and armor merged. Under the material that gradually hardened into a metal-like substance, the solid mechanical structure unfolded, and the silver-white steel frame was like a skeleton.
Swallowed the shrike whole, and then the dark substance filled the void.
This is a combination of demons and machinery. Fine gears rotate at Shrike's joints, so the whole body is full of power like a large clockwork knight.
"The first-generation armor was too poorly controllable, so the second-generation armor was improved, with machinery taking on most of the structure, reducing the proportion of demons in it."
As the words fell and the cables were plugged in, the brass pipes slightly extended out of the armor, and then the heavy plate armor fell down to protect the vulnerable parts. In a short period of time, the strange iron coffin became
An equipment station is like a craftsman hammering steel, nailing pieces of armor to the knight's body.
The heavy steam engine overlapped with the demon's heart. The pitch-black armor was mixed with a silver-white metal frame. Hot steam gushes out from the gaps, filling the space with a psychedelic white mist.
This is the perfect combination of biology and machinery, and the ever-moving pump takes another step toward forbidden knowledge.
Lan Jade couldn't see the shrike clearly, and the thick fog obscured her sight. Finally, a harmonious green light lit up from it, and then the steel body strode out.
"Let's start the mission."
Familiar sounds were mixed with complex electric sounds. This was a degraded version of a generation of armor. In order to reduce the erosion of demons, most of it was replaced by machinery. Therefore, Shrike's willpower temporarily supported the erosion.
Lan Jade nodded, suppressing the sadness in her heart, and moved out of the way.
At this moment, she suddenly understood why Shrike disliked Galahad putting on the armor. It was pouring human will into the demon's body, moving from holiness to destruction. This was an unknown road, and it was also
The only way.
She was very sad, as if she had returned to that snowy day deep in her memory, regretting the choices she had made.
The mortals stole the unknown power, so the heavy door was easily opened with the strength of the shrike, and the steel blade was removed from the weapon rack. It was a blade that far exceeded the strength of human arms. It may be described as a giant sword.
It is more appropriate, but its proportions are so perfect in the hands of Shrike at this moment, as if it was a weapon for this armor from the beginning.
The blade began to heat and burn. This was also the work of those madmen. It was a by-product of the thermite rifle. The cable on the blade was connected to the interface on the armor. The small battery carried on the back powered it, and the conductor was heated.
As a result, the sword's blade burned red and easily cut through anything that was in its way.
Those hard flesh and blood seemed so fragile at the moment. Shrike gripped the red-hot sword blade and walked out of the carriage. The cold air made him sober up a little. In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the past.
Shrike came from Burhans, that industrial city was his hometown. He recalled running on the green grass, sweating with excitement, and looking at the ferocious silhouettes of those factories under the setting sun.
It was a long sunset, with birds flying and mist drifting away. At the turn of day and night, the street lights lit up one by one during the day before it was completely dark.
Shrike liked this time very much, it was like a little time that only belonged to him. The soft green fields and burnt ashes could be smelled in the air. After many years, Shrike seemed to have returned there again.
Likewise, endless monsters rushed toward the Glory from the end of his sight. Shrike bit his lip hard to wake him up a little, and a trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.
There was no time to reminisce about those wonderful things, so he swung the red-hot sword and slashed it down.
Gunshots and sword strikes, the unknown knight and the kingfisher stand alone in front of the demon. This is a war that is difficult to win, but there is no retreat except moving forward.