Wasteland Echoer

"A restricted space formed by some kind of force field?" Luo Nie guessed.

Immediately, he closed his eyes tightly and sniffed the smell wafting in the air.

Yes, this is the wind mixed with the smell of rancid animal bodies and the faint smell of blood. If the opponent in front of you is just an ordinary lost person, then he may only be at order level 4 or below, and most likely only has the mid-level [Force Field Creator] profession. .

It is a profession that builds "restricted areas" to freeze time, imprison enemies, and at the same time enhance oneself.

The lost people with this kind of profession are uniformly called "force field lost people" in several countries.

Thinking of this, Luonie's mind suddenly flashed back to Sayi, who had fought with him in the "Tool Yuan" in the city of Sugra in the Zine Empire thirty years ago.

What a lovely blond lost boy, who is willing to risk his life to seek revenge for his master who died in a conspiracy, or for Natasha, the [Goddess of Love] who is similar to his mother.

"This kid." Luo Nie opened his eyes, showing regret under the emotional fluctuations, shook his head slightly, and sighed.

He remembered that in the last stage of his life, Say followed Wright, the guy who is now recognized as an "evil god" by the "Order" and the Socratic Committee.

Say, this half-lost person, in order to save himself who was rejected by the "Fusioner" god and later fell into the mind control of the "Ancient God's Magical Machine", he was willing to sacrifice himself and the "Shadow Time Bracer". After using all his strength to deliver the heaviest blow with his body, it was completely converted into energy, and he devoted his life to giving Wright the final strengthening.

In the end, the "Ancient God's Magical Machine" was indeed destroyed, and he was rescued from it. But the remaining influence of the monster has not been eliminated. At that time, I did not feel sad, resentful, helpless, or regretful. I just moved forward with Wright according to a certain program like a real lifeless machine.

After I was given a [personality] by the "Daughter of Tool Yuan" and traveled for several years, I suddenly realized the emotion called "pain" brought by Say.

Gradually, Luo Nie, who was in a state of sadness and pain, realized that the crimson around them did not seem to mean fear. They gradually transformed into holy and glorious existences under the surge of thinking.

The pure steel dragon tail that moved in "slow motion" seemed to slowly transform into an arm belonging to the goddess of light. It was high, great and sacred, white and gentle, exuding holy light balls that slowly drifted like fireflies.

Bathed in the "spiritual realm" that was beating like raindrops, for a moment, Luo Nie felt that he was about to transcend the shackles of the floating world and go to the heavenly realm of "ultimate happiness" jointly described by the bishop and the orthodox bishop.

It wasn't until a heartbreaking pain came from his wrist and quickly spread throughout his body that he suddenly realized:

No goddess, no gentle hands, no holiness, no divinity.

Everything around him was still an abandoned theater filled with blood-red mist. The hand just now was just a bigger dragon tail that was delivering the most violent and fatal blow to him!

bump!

The violent impact made the surrounding ground tremble, and countless gravel flew up and splashed outward.

Fortunately, Marco happened to be behind Luo Nie before the attack. Although he lacked strength and reflexes, he still held Luo Nie and rolled outwards, leaving him disgraced and embarrassed, but he didn't suffer. What a fatal injury.

However, when Luo Nie completely got rid of the inexplicable pain and hallucination just now, he discovered that the heartbreaking pain in his arm had not dissipated.

Subconsciously raising his arm to check the situation, he observed that a deep scratch lay across his wrist, which was still somewhat white.

Fortunately, his own plant-based magic source power and his original recovery power have quickly stopped the blood flow, and the granulations around the wounds are slowly growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, helping to heal as quickly as possible.

"What...is going on?" Luo Nie looked at Marco with some fear, not even noticing that he was breathing heavily.

"That thing seems to have retracted." Marco's solemn expression slowly relaxed, he wiped the bloody military dagger clean on his body, inserted it back into the leather holster on his waist, and said:

"Let's understand that guy according to what you call a dragon. Indeed, his 'restricted area' is not completed by the magic power of humans or lost people. The 'gold diggers', 'relic hunters' and' distributed in the S area The group of lost people is called the "pre-dispelling field", and it cannot be broken directly without a force above "hope"."

"'Pre-installed dispersing field'? Does it require level 4: hope? If I remember correctly, this is also a kind of force field, but I remember that the vampires use it the most." Luo Nie looked at the person in disbelief with an expression of disbelief. Marco in light red.

"That's all in the old imperial calendar. Thirty years ago, after the battle in the south, many of the original rules have undergone tremendous changes. However, we can't always remember the things in the past, and we are all living in the present. To I can't tell you which ones have become which ones, but I can tell you that many of the 'alien monsters', 'giant extraordinary creatures' and monsters in this dangerous ice field have mastered this ability." Marco explained.

"It's really shocking. I haven't noticed this all the way from the south." Luo Nie still had an expression of disbelief.

"I don't know the scientific explanation, and I don't understand the magical explanation. In short, let's put it this way, the battle caused the power of the vampires to spread, and they were picked up by strange creatures, that's it. If the comrades of the 'Wilderness Tourist Group' can To break the ban on this abandoned city, Miss Taliana will tell you." Marco put one hand on the ground, stood up with difficulty, looked around, and maintained his standing posture.

"Then what happened to the wound on my hand?" Luo Nie raised his blood-stained wrist.

"I did it." Marco admitted generously:

"The 'pre-dispelling field' of some 'alien mindless' or monsters will induce you to recall things buried deep in your heart, and then temporarily make you fall into self-spiritual internal friction, delay the attack, look for opportunities to escape, or use this to control you.

"Sometimes it is an illusion, the thing you desire most in your heart. However, if you want to maintain your spirit, thinking and consciousness during the battle without being induced to deviate, you have to hurt yourself and trigger the body's instinct to resist itself.

"Although the human spirit and consciousness sometimes restrict the movement of the body, the instinct of animals does not. We will always pursue survival, food and reproduction. I cut my arm when the blood mist came out, and I just looked at you in a daze. There, I originally thought that people with powers like you might not be affected, but when I saw that the tail was about to sweep over you and you refused to leave, I guessed that you might also be affected.

"It seems that I still overestimated you."

"Now that the situation here has changed and many of my previous experiences don't count, I will be more careful in the future. But Marco, I won't make the same mistakes I made again. In terms of strength, this one is the same as the dragon and the dragon. Mechanical-related creatures are not as powerful as the many powerful ones I have seen. As long as he comes out, I am confident that I can kill him with one blow." Luo Nie said in a deep voice.

A nameless anger and impulse suddenly ignited in his heart, and the power of the plant-based magic source surged softly, giving him a surging blood that he had never experienced as a "machine" and rarely seen as a human. of excitement.

Immediately afterwards, he stood up straight away, picked up the "Crazy Bear" pistol at his feet, and his hands glowed with a nearly pure white light. Ignoring Marco's obstruction behind him, he walked straight towards the black hole just now, loudly shouted:

"Hey, come out!"

The sound echoed in the short, cramped space, as if falling into an endless abyss of complete overturning.

But soon, along with the violent sound of bubbles and "booming" vibrations, Luo Nie felt an unprecedented attraction.

It was obvious that the dragon in the darkness was breathing in and gathering strength.

As the tremors intensified and the crack near the hole continued to expand, a giant lizard-like creature suddenly rushed out, smashed through a quarter of the roof of the abandoned theater, and appeared in front of the two people.

As the holes under the creature's feet miraculously disappeared, his pair of gray, huge, hole-filled wings also stopped flapping, he leaned down, stared in front of him with his scarlet semi-circle eyes, and jumped back. Luo Nie just landed.

He is nearly 20 meters tall, with a lizard-like body and a pair of relatively small and broken wings.

His head was very pointed, no different from the rumored dragon, but it was covered with mechanical black tentacles and beards. The face around his eyes was covered with small granules, some of which were broken and leaked a thick white putrid liquid.

His body itself looked like an extremely fat human being, with an abnormally swollen belly, some of his hair had fallen off, and there were cracked growth lines that exposed red muscles, and the whole thing looked bloated.

The scales that resembled bone armor were also stretched out in all directions. If it weren't for the mechanical restraints like chains, they would have fallen apart and exploded to death.

However, his legs and tail reveal a discordant compactness and tenacity. Covered with a layer of steel skin, they are as neat as layers of bamboo, giving them a rare sense of layering.

On the whole, except for the overall silver tail and the black hair on the back, the entire body shows an extremely rotten and unhealthy color of dark red and flesh color superimposed.

"Dragon is a dragon. And it has been transformed by mechanical power." Luo Nie immediately made a judgment:

"If I remember correctly, the rules of machinery have not changed here, the machinery attached to your dragon should not be the product of the 'Lord of Machines', but his opponent, No. 11: Mechanics The 'No. 12-reciprocating ring device' made by the author."

"What is that?" Marco asked curiously.

"The 'Limited' series is a mechanical product created at the end of the Second Era in a continent that does not belong to us, perhaps in a higher dimension of the universe.

"It is a series of shackles jointly created by the 'Machinery Lord' and the 'Mechanical Maker', and is made by infusing the three powers of 'Mechanical Spirit', 'Mechanical Yuan' and 'Mechanical Wu' and the 'principle' behind them. .

"They seem to have agreed under the guidance of the Creator that as soon as the steam civilization belonging to mankind starts, the twelve sets of devices in the 'Limited' series will be thrown into the world to guide or limit the development of steam civilization.

"Of course, there is a 'principle' that is beneficial to us. Whenever the 'Limit' encounters a creation of the 'Lord of Mechanics', it will briefly enter a state of 'obedience', restricting all the behaviors of the wearer. Look, Mal division……"

Luo Nie pointed to the silver-white, chain-like thing wrapped around the body of the huge dragon-shaped creature and said:

"It is like a mechanical exoskeleton made by the old empire, piercing the muscles and bones of the dragon, and connecting his nerves and spinal cord. The core of 'Qiji 12', which is the 'Reciprocating Circulator' A hexagonal, red-gleaming metal device on the back."

"If you destroy the device...can you break the 'pre-dispelling field'?" Marco asked.

"I'm not sure." Luo Nie shook his head, "Whether it limits the dragon's power or strengthens him."