Beast Tamer, Wither Skeleton's Storm Journey

Chapter 85 I don’t want to be an iron golem anymore, Sla!

"Bedrock?"

Brasse walked up to the black block and tried to pick it up, but he couldn't move it at all. It was obvious that the bedrock had shrunk into a pick-up block.

"Hiss~..."

Just as Brassaï was staring at the bedrock in front of him in a daze, the large screen in the experimental area suddenly lit up and a video played.

"Hello, outsider, or support team, when you see this video, I should be dead"

The person who recorded this video was sitting in the main seat, which was the position of the only corpse here.

He was a middle-aged man with a head full of white hair, but he groomed himself very neatly. He looked malnourished, but his eyes were still full of energy.

There was a pistol next to him, which should be the weapon he used to commit suicide.

"My name is Ben Rabbi, and I'm the dean of this mechanical research institute."

"As you can see, we can no longer hold on. All our supplies and food were exhausted a few days ago. All our scientific researchers have gone crazy."

"After the initial despair and pre-death revelry, all the female staff members gradually became reserve food, until only the male staff members were left, and they are now fighting each other."

That Ben Rabbi narrated the deepest despair steadily and calmly, as if he was giving a scientific research report.

As if in line with his words, there was a sound of banging on the door outside, and there were also some faint crazy shouts.

"Let's not talk about those useless things. Let me introduce you to my most proud child."

Seemingly unaffected by the atmosphere of despair, Ben Rabi suddenly smiled, picked up the camera, and walked to the purple core.

"This is the Ultimate Advanced Engine, a failed product. We originally wanted to use bedrock to make the Heart of Eternity, but failed."

"This failed product cannot record consciousness, so I set up two slots for the obsidian puppet. No matter who you are, it will be useful to you."

The camera turned here, and the huge obsidian puppet was supported by dozens of racks like a toy waiting for repair.

"This is the Obsidian Golem, my life's assignment. Unfortunately, he failed... just like my life."

Ben Rabbi gave a bitter smile, and then the camera turned again, and Bedrock appeared in the camera.

"We specially designed an obsidian staff to carry bedrock. I haven't tested its power yet, but I think it's quite strong."

"After all, this is bedrock. Humans have spent so much effort on this stone. What a pity..."

"The female doctor who developed the Bedrock Staff was a very young, cute, and knowledgeable child. She should have succeeded me."

"But she was too young and too proud. In this hell on earth, she tragically became the first victim of the Broken Windows Effect. She should have had a better future."

"I was too old to protect her, and by the time I found out it was already too late."

Ben Rabbi seemed to be laughing and crying at the same time. He was sad about something and his tone of voice changed.

After introducing everything, he sat back in his original seat with a stiff smile and slowly began to tell his last words, saying goodbye to his family. It seemed as if he would never finish saying everything.

Ben Rabih seemed tired. He stopped, picked up the gun with one hand and pointed it at his forehead, and gently stroked the computer screen in front of him with the other hand, as if feeling the smoothness of the screen.

"Stop recording in five seconds..."

The trembling voice fell, followed by a collapsed sob and a gunshot, and the video fell silent, with only white noise coming from it.

"......"

Brassaï stood there and watched the whole process. He saluted and observed a minute of silence.

"Bedrock Staff?"

After the ceremony, Brasse looked at the huge obsidian puppet in front of him. Although only half of its body was visible, its majesty was still evident.

"Executive, reform!"

Brasse picked up the Ultimate Advanced Engine and stood in front of the Obsidian Golem.

Ding! Executing mission target, scanning...

As Brassaï finished his words, a huge mechanical brake sound was heard, and a large number of mechanical arms began to move.

The robotic arm opened Brasse's chest, took out the matter advancement engine, then stuffed the matter advancement engine into the chest of the obsidian puppet, and filled the ultimate engine in the second position.

The next step is to install weapons, a three-meter-long enchanted alloy sword, an energy shield, and then a magic wand.

The mechanical arm took out a one-meter-long obsidian staff, opened the diamond slot on the front of the staff, embedded the bedrock in it, and installed it on the left hand of the obsidian puppet.

It was impossible to have only the upper body, so the lower body made of diamond was extended from the ground with a sound of mechanical braking.

As the obsidian upper body and the diamond lower body merged, energy was input into the energy tube behind, and the purple metal lines of the obsidian puppet began to glow.

When Brasse woke up again, his vision was significantly higher, and the improvements in optoelectronic and spiritual power detection equipment were particularly obvious.

As the robotic arms loaded the Bedrock Staff onto the left arm No. 1, all the robotic arms completed their work and Brasse was reborn.

“The agreement has not been completed yet, I should go find Silla.”

Brasse tried to move his body, but he had not yet adapted to the power of the obsidian puppet, and this movement directly crushed the frame supporting him to pieces.

Brasse looked at the wall that was as thin as paper and was punched through by him, and he had a certain understanding of the power of the obsidian puppet.

On the other side, Snowball was lying beside the ditch, anxiously waiting for Brasse's return, when he felt a shake and the wall next to him collapsed.

Goooo!

Two big black hands passed through the wall, crushing the solid metal wall like tofu.

"Don't be afraid, Snowball, it's me!"

Brasse's black puppet head stuck out of the wall, its red eyes still flashing. He squatted down and reached out his hand to the shivering Snowball.

Cuckoo?

Snowball looked at Brassaï as if to confirm, and finally climbed onto his palm.

Brassaï rushed out of the ruins, there was nothing left for him to stay for.

Walking outside the ruins, Brasse looked at the huge crack outside, squatted down, and jumped with force.

boom!

The huge body tore through the air, the sonic boom bounced through the canyon, and Brasse jumped several times and rushed out of the canyon.

hum!

Just as Brasse rushed out of the canyon, a purple light rushed into the sky, and the alarm on Brasse's body screamed wildly, almost exploding.

"He really created the Gate of Hell..."

"Let's go and find Silla and the others."

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Time goes back to two hours ago, Silla and Su Mingli merged, rushed out of the forest, and came to a relatively flat plain.

"Right here."

Silla chose a place and put down a round stone.

“Silla, maybe what they said is true.”

Su Mingli has been thinking about what Levins had just said. Through Ming's memory, she knows the pain brought by war.

That feeling of powerlessness of losing your home, your loved ones, your property, and everything, and finally having nowhere to go.

"It has nothing to do with us. We can't die anyway."

Slaco doesn't care about that. If it were in the game, the Hell Highway would have been built by now. It's not like now, where there are restrictions on building a door.

But Su Mingli was still too soft-hearted, and Silla saw her like this, so she had to comfort her verbally.

"Don't worry, I'm just going in to find some soul sand and wither skulls, and then I'll dig up this door after I'm done."

Seeing Su Mingli nod, Silla also turned around and started to open the door.

Since there are only ten obsidians, the four corners of the hell gate are padded with cobblestones.

With Ezra's speed, it didn't take long to build the Hell Gate, and it was completed in just a few seconds.

"Okay, light the fire."

Silla took out the flint and aimed it at the bottom of the obsidian. To be honest, Silla himself did feel something was wrong. It was just that it was a bit too smooth.

"Never mind, I'm lucky."

Snapped!

As Silla ignited the Hell Gate, the obsidian gate shook at first, and then a violent buzzing sound was heard.

The moment the purple portal appeared, a beam of purple light shot towards the sky like a beacon.

The sky turned dark, and it looked like it was going to rain heavily.

"this..."

Silla looked at the surrounding momentum and clearly felt that something was wrong. Was it such a big commotion when the Hell Gate was ignited?

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