Chapter 70: Armor of Original Sin
Chapter 70 Armor of Original Sin
Take a deep breath. As the iron coffin slowly opens, complicated machinery begins to unblock it, the cold temperature gradually rises, and the dark matter sleeping in it wakes up and becomes more active.
This narrow space was submerged by an unknown breath, and it seemed that the cold object had come to life, or that it was alive, but fell asleep because of the low temperature.
Now it is very hungry, it yearns for blood and flesh, so whimpering whispers sounded in their ears, as if strange strangers were telling ancient stories, grotesque and madness coexist.
"You know, this thing is also a monster in nature."
Looking at the dark armor, Shrike tried his best to make his face look better.
The blue jade on one side has a solemn expression, holding the casting spear tightly in her hand. She is standing outside the door. As long as there is a mistake, she can seal the door. Although I don’t know if she can control the shrike, she can at least restrict his actions. .
"This is the technology from Nine Summers. Their emperor set up a department called Yinxue Temple to specialize in the technology of monsters. You can understand it as a scientific research institution like the pump of perpetual motion. They discovered that some high-level monsters shared The characteristics of the brain are the brain and the heart."
Shrike stretched out his hand into the darkness, and as the flesh and blood approached, the dark substance also agitated. It began to shake slightly. It was obviously only armor, but the Shrike could feel an emotion called joy from it.
"If you want to kill a high-level monster, you must destroy the heart and brain. If only one of them is destroyed, the weird body still has a certain degree of combat power, but later those scholars learned more about it, and they found the difference between the two. ."
"If you only destroy the heart, the body will continue to fight with the will of the brain, and if the brain is destroyed, the demon’s powerful vitality will make it move along instinct. On this basis, the people of the Yinxue Temple developed the UFO, which is Armor of Original Sin."
The weird armor moved, not a feeling of metal. In fact, it was a mass of flesh and blood without a specific shape. They were squirming, and then climbed up to his body along the shrike's hand, the red heart looming in the pitch black. .
'S whispering became louder and louder, like a roar in his ears.
As if suffering from great pain, the Shrike let out a low roar of pain. The dark substance entangled his arm upward like a python, as if engulfed by the dark ocean tide, the dark covering every inch of his body. .
"Are you okay? Shrike!"
The blue jade clenched the fusion spear tightly. This strange scene made her feel a little afraid. The so-called erosion has already begun at this moment, and the human will is like a boat in a storm.
"If I lose control, then kill me, you put on the armor and continue the mission."
He turned around slightly, it was a hideous scene, almost suffocating, with a furious expression on his familiar face, bloodshot pupils, and scarlet redness.
"This thing is actually a monster, but it has lost its brain and only its heart is left. The lunatics transformed it into a controllable body, but it is the human will that governs this body."
As the Shrike said, this is the truth of the original sin armor.
After complex crafts and mysterious alchemy, those lunatics successfully separated the demon’s brain from its body heart. When needed, as long as the human will replaces it, they have the power of the demon, which is as dangerous as dancing with the dragon. , But only in this way can there be such a chance of winning.
Under the pitch black, the steel slowly rises, and the built-in machinery covers the body with the fusion of the shrike and the armor, and the solid mechanical structure unfolds under the gradually hardened metal-like substance. The silver-white steel frame is like bones. Swallowed the Shrike whole, and then the pitch-black substance filled the gap.
This is the combination of demons and machinery. The fine gears rotate at the joints of the shrike, and the whole body is full of power like a large clockwork knight.
"The first-generation armor is too poorly controllable, so the second-generation has been improved, and most of the structure is assumed by machinery, reducing the proportion of monsters in it."
As the voice fell, the cable was plugged in, and the brass pipe slightly extended out of the armor, and then the heavy plate armor fell to protect the fragile part. In a short period of time, that weird iron coffin became an equipment table, like a craftsman who hammers steel, nailing pieces of iron armor to the knight's body.
The heavy steam engine overlaps with the monster's heart. The pitch-black armor is mixed with the silver-white metal frame. Hot steam gushes out from the gap, filling the space with psychedelic white mist.
This is the perfect combination of biology and machinery, and the perpetual pump is taking another step towards forbidden knowledge.
Blue Jade could not see the shrike's appearance, the dense fog obscured her vision, and finally the harmonious green light lit up from it, and the steel body strode out.
"Let's start the mission."
Familiar sounds are mixed with complex current sounds. This is a degraded version of the first generation of armor. In order to reduce the erosion of demons, most of them are replaced by machinery, so the willpower of the shrike temporarily supports the erosion.
Lan Jade nodded, resisting the sadness in his heart, and let go.
At this moment, she suddenly understood why Shrike hated Galahad wearing armor. It poured the human will into the body of the demon, moving from holiness to destruction. This is an unknown road, and it is also The only way.
She was sad, and seemed to have returned to the snowy day deep in her memory, regretting the choice she made.
The mortal stole the unknown power, so the heavy door was easily opened with the force of the shrike, and the steel blade was removed from the weapon rack. It was a blade far beyond the strength of a human arm, perhaps to describe it as a giant sword. It is more appropriate, but its proportions are so perfect in the hands of Shrike at the moment, it seems that this was the weapon used for this armor from the beginning.
The blade began to heat up and burn. This was also the work of those lunatics. It was a byproduct of thermite rifle. The cable on the blade was connected to the interface on the armor. The small battery carried on the back provided power for it, and the conductor was heated. The sword's blade burns red and generally easily splits all obstructive things.
Those hard flesh and blood looked so fragile at the moment, Shrike clenched the burning blade and walked out of the carriage. The cold air made him a little awake, and in a daze, he seemed to have returned to the past.
Shrike is from Berhans, the industrial city is his hometown. He remembered his running on the green ground, sweating with excitement, watching the cruel silhouettes of the factories in the setting sun.
It was a long sunset, flocks of birds were flying, clouds and mists were scattered, at the turn of day and night, the street lights were lit one by one in the day when it was not completely dark.
Shrike likes this period of time very much, just like the hour light that belongs to him alone. The air can smell the soft green fields and burnt ashes. After many years, the Shrike seems to be back there again.
The same is true for , endless monsters rushed from the end of the line of sight towards the Glory, and the shrike bit his lip fiercely, making him awake a bit, and traces of blood leaked from the corners of his mouth.
There was no time to reminisce about the good things, so he waved his red sword and cut it down.
Guns and sword strikes, unknown knights and kingfishers stand alone in front of the monsters. This is a difficult war to win, but there is no retreat except for forward.
(End of this chapter)