Wasteland Echoer

"So, Lord Yongchi, you are really not afraid of contacting me in your dreams... That boy from the Crusted Guard and the tall robot 'Mechanical Spirit' broke into the 'Red "Illusionary ruins, are you here to find us?" Wright stood in front of the Lord of Eternal Red, scorning him condescendingly with his red eyes.

The red flames, intensified by the light of the searchlight, almost scorched his guard jacket, which he never left, and his linen shirt, which was already covered with chips and mildew spots. red skin.

"It is impossible for human beings to break into this place. This is determined by fate. The poet Gurji of Krusted has already seen through everything. Before the 'Fire of Punishment' rushing towards Nabsk fell, he wrote 'The red fireworks follow the wind and chase the 'happy' person like courtship. When humans look at the weeping sun, they will remember that it is the cry of fate.'" After the Lord of Eternal Red finished speaking, he coughed violently. After spitting out the remaining broken internal organs in his throat for a few times, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a dangerous smile.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his sharp canine-like fangs and pierced his hands that looked like tree trunks. He bit the skin that had been dug open by his teeth and endured the extreme pain. Tear off a strip of skin that is almost completely integrated with the muscles.

"Haha." A long-lost and eerie smile appeared on Lord Yongchi's face. Even though the part where the skin had been peeled off was leaking out blood containing a rancid smell, he didn't care and gnawed faster. The action of eating.

The current Lord of Eternal Red has long since completely lost his "divinity" due to the "ancient power", "sadness" and his own desires. Even his humanity has gradually been lost in these animal-like behaviors.

Wright, standing in front of him, paused his next attack because of this unbelievable and weird movement, as if he was watching a ghost crawling out of purgatory and just come to the world.

Soon, a pile of long strips of animal tissue with bark on one side and bloody human skin on the other appeared in front of Lord Yongchi. In Wright's eyes, it looked like the north that had been splashed with spicy oil and fried sauce. Special gourmet belt noodles.

In the previous world, Wright's favorite food was noodles. No matter how delicious the meat and vegetables were, they could not completely attract his appetite. The feeling of sucking the smooth noodles down the throat into the stomach is extremely pleasant. The feeling of fullness and satisfaction that comes with it, as well as the stimulation brought by the spicy strips, always make Wright feel more satisfied than ever before.

Those long strips of skin separated from the arms of the Yongchi Lord actually briefly became a rare delicacy in Wright's eyes, until the white, flawless, strong and powerful arms of the Yongchi Lord appeared instead of the original bloody stumps. He woke up from his brief trance when he saw it in front of him.

"Do you know? Wright." The Lord of Yongchi stood up, walked to Wright, looked straight into his red eyes that exuded the brilliance of the red magic source, and lowered his voice:

"At the main entrance to the ruins, there is a monster artificially created based on the Gorgon Medusa. The scientists from the Crusad Empire called her the 'New Snake Girl'. Her eyes are extremely beautiful, and her The body is extremely tall, and even if the current Crusaders use the strongest technology they can think of, they will not be able to win. "

"What do you want to explain?" A trace of panic clearly flashed in Wright's eyes, but he quickly realized that even though the Lord of Yongchi currently still has Order Level 3: Combat Level, the "Old God" contained in the red magic source power Dipsel's power can give him power beyond his level in a situation with such a strong "ancient atmosphere".

In other words, "The advantage is mine."

Wright forcibly suppressed the nauseating feeling emanating from the Yongchi Lord's body and spirit, took a few steps back, and continued:

"I don't think you can definitely defeat me now. I can't smell any 'divine' breath in you. I once had a partner, his name is Brett Klein. He exudes ' divinity'.

"Although his 'divinity' comes from his family and bloodline, when he is in front of me, I can feel the security and reassurance brought by that strength. The 'flavor' of justice, bravery, perseverance, strength and responsibility belongs to "The taste of divinity, you must have been abandoned by the Creator."

"You're talking nonsense!" the Lord of Yongchi roared angrily, desperately surging the demonic power of flame and light in his body, pouring it into Xinsheng's right hand, and once again popped out the same metal dagger as before from his wrist, saying:

"Do you know what this is, Wright? This is a dagger that belongs exclusively to me. It has been my companion since the chaotic period after the end of the 'Seven Era'. I have sought the advice of the Creator. , named it 'Florence'.

"It is a bright and holy thing approved by the Creator. Its existence proves that 'divine nature' has never been far away from me."

"You know, Lord of Eternal Red, in the era when the Creator was sleeping, the power of the gods mainly relied on the believers' 'faith' in the gods. If you appear in front of the world with this posture and face, people will quickly believe that the flames have Death, 'Plamini' is dead." Wright suppressed the disgust in his heart and the nausea towards the bloody Lord of Eternal Red, which had begun to emit a strong stench, and suppressed the waves that kept surging. Stomach acid, said:

"Ahem, ahem. Now, in the wasteland era shrouded in long night, people rarely believe in the goddess of light and you. In the face of death, darkness, disease and disaster, people will turn to believe in the Lord of Dark Night and pray for him to grant them a little pitiful ability to survive in the darkness."

"Nonsense! People can't abandon fire, impossible! Absolutely impossible!" The Lord of Eternal Red was obviously angered by Wright's statement.

He stared at Wright with a hideous face, and the next second, he suddenly picked up the "burning light" and stabbed it directly at Wright's head.

Whoosh!

This reckless attack without magic power seemed ridiculous and childish to Wright, who controlled the red magic power and the "touch of dark mystery".

Wright just gently turned slightly, grabbed the arm of the Lord of Eternal Red with his right hand, squeezed it hard, clenched his left fist, hooked it from the bottom, and hit his chin.

Then Wright stretched out his right leg and hit the thigh of the Lord of Eternal Red with his knee, forcing him to kneel on one knee in a very shameful posture.

Just when Wright thought that his series of combined punches had perfectly suppressed the relatively thin body of the Lord of Eternal Red, the Lord of Eternal Red unexpectedly used his mind to instantly transfer the "burning light" from his right hand, which was numbed by the pinch, to his left hand. Taking advantage of the blind spot caused by his back to Wright, the Lord of Eternal Red suddenly turned to the left and stabbed Wright's face again.

Whoosh!

Fortunately, Wright, who had been strengthened by the red magic power for many years, had the top agility and reaction ability of humans. Even though the Lord of Eternal Red had mobilized all the muscles in his body and reached an unprecedented tense state, and launched this attack with all his strength, he still did not achieve the expected effect. He only slightly pierced Wright's face, leaving a small and weak flame scar.

"Despicable! As a god, you actually come to deceive and sneak attack me, a little human of Sequence 5!" The flames on his body and face simultaneously ignited the nameless anger in Wright's heart.

After he used two "Dark Touches" to suppress the arms of the Lord of Eternal Red, he stepped on his chest, raised his fist, and used pure brute force without any skill to hit his head with a handsome face and a despicable soul.

One punch, two punches, three punches...

Until the Lord of Eternal Red's face lost its human contours and added a sense of abnormal roundness, and all the places where the body interacted with the outside world gushed out blood, he panted, lifted the Lord of Eternal Red above his head, and threw him to the top of this mysterious area shaped like a palace.

But strangely, although Wright heard the hoarse scream from the Lord of Eternal Red's throat when he was thrown up, he did not hear the dull sound of the heavy object falling to the ground as it should have.

Wright looked up. The wall lamps with a strong Cruz palace style on the walls of the palace area still emitted a dim glow. Some searchlights above that were enough to illuminate the entire area still emitted a white glow, but the top that seemed to reach the sky was still pitch black.

It was as if Wright had just thrown the Lord of Eternal Red with all his strength, and the dark mist at the top was swallowing him.

Just as Wright was thinking about the next direction of action, the dragons carved on the huge stone door behind him all "looked" at the center area, the huge Cruz German flower that symbolized light - the sunflower.

Immediately afterwards, the sunflower in the center began to emit a blue glow that seemed to come from the stars and the future, and began to rotate faster and faster along the floating petals in the center.

When the blue light filled every corner of the palace area, and the sunflowers and dragon totems were swallowed by the light at the same time, the huge stone door suddenly disappeared, replaced by a "non-Euclidean tunnel" that was connected to the outside world and exuded a real breath.

And a boy who was about the same height as him, but much thinner, with one arm shining with metal, and the other arm dry and alienated like a tree trunk, half of his face was pure white, and the other half was covered with black protruding blood vessels.

He took two steps forward and said in a green, immature, and a little shy and afraid voice:

"You... are the 'Echo'... Wright, right? My name is Constantinian, a lost person from the 'Order Society'. Currently, I am, uh, the 12th 'Master' of the 'Order Society'. You can call me by my code name - 'Future'." (End of this chapter)