Wasteland Echoer

Sizzling——

Sizzling——

The weak, disturbing sound of electricity filled the eardrums of "Ice Blade" and Gleb from time to time. This temporary camp did not have the same conditions as those experimental sites controlled by the Federal Council.

The experimental sites controlled by the Federation are either generally well-equipped ruins left over from the old empire, or they are spaces built by the Federal Council with huge investment in resources and specially designed for weapons projects such as the "Evolution Table".

When Gleb supported the "Ice Blade" and walked slowly down the spiral and winding narrow stair space, and pushed open the small iron door covered with blood, filth and rust, they saw nothing but... Ms. "Thunder Ye" wearing a white lab coat, and another man who was very strange to Gleb.

As soon as they met, the two looked at each other and were stunned for a few seconds. "Lei Ye" hurriedly moved a broken wooden chair from the side and helped the injured and weak "Bing Ren" sit down. "Lei Ye" opened his mouth and introduced each other on behalf of "Ice Blade":

"Gleb, this is the leader and the friend I mentioned many times a few days ago. He was previously the 'No. 5 leader' of the 'Order Society', an excellent and very charming man code-named 'Pojun'. , Viktor Starr. Now he has left the 'Order' and no longer has anything to do with the people in the Federal Council, especially Chief Executive Vasily. This time, he is dedicated to the 'Bitter Relics' Here comes the secret of the core area.”

"Hello." Victor stretched out his white gloves stained with dust and shook hands with Gleb.

After all, it was an occasion where the leader and other high-level officials were present. Even though he didn’t feel much about the man in front of him who seemed to have an upright temperament and was quite polite, at the moment of the polite handshake, Gleb still inadvertently revealed something from Victor. I was a little surprised by the aura formed by the magic source power.

This feeling is like a helpless, weak prey encountering a behemoth that is almost beyond the scope of cognition. After taking his hand away, Gleb seemed to see a fog that was confusing and frightening for a brief moment. When he was forced to open his eyes and look upward, at the edge of his field of vision, a faint, Frightening silhouette.

Then, the fog dissipated, and a body that surpassed the height of any building built by humans appeared in front of him. Deeply afraid of giants, he began to breathe rapidly and sweat profusely, but his legs seemed to have fallen into lava. He endured severe pain but was unable to move at the same time, until the mature female voice of "Thunder Leaf" came again, breaking Gleb's brief hallucination.

"This is Gleb, one of the best children in our 'Chaos Group'. But you can't regard him as a child. After all, he can master a lot of the power of the old gods. But when it comes to fighting, it is no exaggeration. He said that neither the leader of Ice Blade nor I may be his opponent."

"It's really not that exaggerated, Ms. Thunder Page." Gleb smiled sheepishly, trying to cover up the tension caused by the illusion just now.

After nodding slightly to show courtesy to Victor, Gleb began to look up and down at the "man in charge" codenamed "Pojun" in front of him.

This guy is really strong, but his figure maintains certain precise proportions and doesn't look exaggerated.

This was the first feeling in Gleb's mind. The Victor in front of him was wearing the field uniform of the Crusted Federation soldier, which generally belonged to the eastern part of the Federation, and was almost in style from the Icefield Province to the Far East Region.

The climate there is colder, the temperature is lower, and the conditions are harsher. Even during the most prosperous old empire period, it was the main place for the Crusaders to dig minerals and conduct "military exercises."

Presumably because of his previous cooperation with the Federal Council during the "Order Meeting", Victor's field clothing is yellowish, closer to the color of the land, but the quality and materials are obviously better, and it is wear-resistant, waterproof and fireproof. Better.

The style of this kind of clothing itself has been made slightly wider than those in other areas, and the hands and feet are restrained to facilitate movement, but it still looks a bit tight on Victor, who is about 1.8 meters tall, but it is not exaggerated. It can also show the unique strength and beauty of men.

In particular, the matching black military boots and simple tactical equipment, "Arctic White Bear" pistol, small improvised explosives, etc., which reveal the dual bravery of soldiers and men, rarely make "Lei Ye" still feel like this. The lost man who approaches middle-aged women is fascinated.

Looking further up, you can see the tanned skin, half of the face scarred by the explosion, the tall bridge of the nose, the wide mouth, the ears, and the thick beard that I didn't have time to shave, and I feel like the Empire of Fire and the Ke A feeling of mixed race among the few nomadic peoples that Rused once ruled.

After careful observation, this face combined with such a body shape allowed Gleb to see the superposition of the bear of Crusted and the tiger of Catanlis.

The instinctive fear of being a prey when encountering a ferocious hunter may not only come from the body shape and aura, but also from the suppression of the magic source power. Judging from a few seconds of perception, Victor's magic source power is very full, so he is here. It overflows inadvertently, like a copper kettle containing boiling water. Moreover, those demonic powers not only have a dark element that is compatible with Gleb, but also a light element that can suppress it.

After the simple greetings, "Bingren" sitting on the chair barely supported his body, suppressed his feeling of weakness, and said as calmly as possible:

"The lost one purchased by the predecessor of 'Northland'...the monster, Yatuo, how is he doing now? Is there any chance he can wake up?"

"'Ice Blade'." With quick steps, "Thunder Page" picked up a document written in blue ink and marked with many red calligraphy from the lab table painted with white paint. He walked up to a few people and said:

"The old-timers from the 'Northland' had indeed good vision at the time. Now a series of tests have shown that Yato, who was half-turned into a beast by the Zinni people, is indeed still alive. His cells still have a steady stream of vitality, although The aging rate of the bodies of the Lost is more than ten times slower than that of humans, but it seems that Yato's body has completely stopped aging after undergoing various accidental transformations."

"This is something that goes against the laws of nature." Gleb exclaimed:

"Except for those who transcend the identity of human beings and related species, are recognized by the Creator, and are promoted to gods, no one can survive aging and death. This is the 'reason' set by the Creator since the creation of the mysterious and unpredictable universe. .'Thunder Page', even the gods of the past, indescribable things wrapped in darkness, will gradually grow old, wither and die without the 'blessing' of the Creator."

"Gleb, 'Ice Blade', I did examine Yato's body carefully and repeatedly, including calling several Lost boys who used to work in the laboratory under the Federal Council. Facts have proved that Yato is not only not He will grow old, and every time he suffers damage, his remaining body will heal twice as much as it has sufficient energy." "Thunder Page" replied:

"You have all seen Yatuo who was first sent. He was wrapped in solid ice, leaving only his head, most of his chest, abdomen, and one and a half arms. It was obviously more than thirty years ago. , was injured by a violent explosion during the battle of 'The Coming of Silence', but was urgently frozen at the last moment of his life, leaving a glimmer of hope.

"From the moment I used the scales left by the dragon clan to generate red fire to melt the ice, until I personally took over the supervision, Yato, who was soaked in the nutrient solution, has been suffering from the 'Dark Drive Core' that replaced his heart. torture.

"The dangerous and effective sequence monster transported wisps of dark power like sharp blades to all parts of Yato's body, and the burning liquid catalyzed by the 'Whisperous Man Virus' would conflict with it at any time. Over and over again Under the cycle of conflict, injury, repair, and enhancement, Yatuo's body has generally returned to its original state, except perhaps for the tail he should have had. It's just..."

"Just what?" "Ice Blade" asked.

"It's just that his brain has indeed been irreversibly damaged. Even if it is repaired as before, he can only have the intelligence of a ten-year-old child without any ability to think independently. Of course, this is not a bad thing for us, and we can use him as a The container is implanted with a 'Control Limit' chip. But the memories about the 'Echoers' and what happened in the past in the Sunir Empire can no longer be retrieved." "Thunder Page" glanced aside with a slight disappointment and replied:

"As for what happened in Silent Heights and what his relationship is with the Echoes, we can only ask the evil god himself. Unless...Dak, who Lorca has been following and monitoring, can 'dream' again Him.”

"This is no longer possible." "Ice Blade" said feeling slightly disappointed:

"Evidence has confirmed that the 'Grey Dream' has been temporarily closed by the 'Echoer', and even Dark himself cannot enter. Perhaps, the closer we are to him, he himself will gradually disappear, and the truth, Perhaps it is gradually revealed between the alternation of illusion and reality.”

"By the way, leader." "Lei Ye" thought for a moment and added:

"It is estimated that in another week, after injecting the blood of the 'Axe of Pramini', the power of the burning liquid in Yato's body will be able to completely suppress the chaotic power of the 'Dark Drive Core', and Yato will wake up. He Right now in front of you, in the training cabin behind me, aren't you here just to see him?"

"That's right." "Bingren" nodded, showed a subtle smile, and said:

"The descriptions and illustrations in the 'Manuscript of the Church of Hope' are too abstract. I also want to see how 'majestic' this monster body of Arto Till, who was once the Seducer, is." A look."