Wasteland Echoer

"What a wonderful wish." Wright looked at the black powder left by "Future" and said with emotion:

"No matter which world it is, there is a mysterious and fascinating Eastern world. Countless travel notes describe it as a paradise covered with gold, a happy place flowing with milk and honey. But in fact, the gap between people is not that huge, and naturally, the gap between countries will not be that big.

"Perhaps, relying on pure human bodies is not enough to completely eliminate the "heartless people" and purify the lost. The meanness of human beings themselves is destined to make victory difficult to come. Only individuals who have undergone the transformation of the "heartless people virus" and the "mysterious extraordinary power" can continue the civilization belonging to mankind in the new civilization dimension. "

After a few sighs, Wright put away the "Burning Black Vision" "given" by the "future". He was not used to the feeling of surging dark magic power. These cold and piercing forces close to evil would conflict with the fiery red magic power in his body. As long as the dark power was surging, Wright could always feel the irrepressible cold.

At the same time, silently, the "Pramini's Sorrow" behind Wright just recovered from the trauma and fatigue of the previous battle, and issued a shrill soul-invasive wail and cry, like a giant "Icefield Bear" that had just awakened from a deep sleep, and more like a "Icefield Eagle" soaring in the northern extreme cold special zone, seemingly never landing.

Soon, just as Wright was surging the abundant red magic power in his body, he just turned his body to face At the moment of facing "Pramini's Sorrow", he suddenly felt a scorching air wave coming towards him.

Huge red energy quickly gathered on the huge cannon barrels of "Pramini's Sorrow" that were raised again. The red air waves attacked him in waves at a fixed frequency as if they were set up, and radiated higher and higher temperatures.

At the same time, countless "burning liquids" continued to overflow from the depressions on the surface of "Pramini's Sorrow", which were like meat balls and hair balls, and the unpleasant and fishy crimson liquid flowed, and splashed out in large quantities under the continuous movement of the body.

Soon, a ring-shaped opening appeared in the middle of "Pramini's Sorrow", like a donut cut from the middle, revealing hideous teeth, and the bloody remains were set off. Tentacles of a mixture of steel and blood.

Although these tentacles are only two or three times the height of a human, their width is comparable to Wright's waist. As waves of "burning liquid" that can corrode most flesh and metal are poured on them, these tentacles quickly become straighter and harder than steel.

Then, the scarlet halo on the surface of the teeth and tentacles distorted the surrounding air and caused waves that made ordinary humans shudder.

Immediately afterwards, the straight tentacles and the huge cannon barrels were aimed at Wright at the same time, as if the barrels had completely locked his body. No matter how Wright ran, the barrels and tentacles would constantly adjust their directions to maintain a posture aimed at Wright and ready to go.

Moreover, as the energy gathered further , the temperature of the air wave continued to rise, and no liquid related to carbon-based organisms flowed out of the body, tentacles and barrels of "Pramini's Sorrow". Instead, it continued to overflow with pungent oil like a trickle of streams.

At this moment, "Pramini's Sorrow" not only completely abandoned the qualification of being born as a god, but also completely and madly abandoned all the characteristics of being born as a human and a creature.

His body surface was quickly covered with a solid mechanical armor, and the limbs of different materials became four pillars made of different alloys. The ugly and disgusting fluff turned into metal spikes. There was no more breath of magic power on his body, only the disgusting "ancient power" and mechanical energy.

"Is this...complete mechanization? I remember that there was a mechanical body called Luo Nie, right? In order to pursue [personality], he kept abandoning the mechanical part. And the 'Lord of Eternal Red', for a short-term victory, actually abandoned [personality] in exchange for power beyond the flesh. It's really... stupid, and terrible. "Wright sighed.

He did not sit there and wait for death, but tried to further infuse the red magic power into the "Dark Touch", but this time, the "Dark Touch" seemed to lose its vitality under the pressure of the machine. No matter how he manipulated it, it always drooped on his back and the ground, unable to make any offensive moves.

But "Pramini's Sorrow" would not give up the attack because of the weakening of the opponent's power. He finally gathered all his energy, and all the guns were aimed at Wright's body, and began to emit energy rays mixed with scorching breath.

Zizizizi... Zizizizizi...

Wherever the rays reached, the yellow sand was blown up and scattered around, just like the blue Like the waves of the sea, they kept rising and surging, and under the extreme heat and flames, they turned into dazzling, beautiful diamonds the size of dust, falling on Wright. The first wave of attack of "Pramini's Sorrow" seemed to be a warm-up, and it was also a small warning to Wright.

Wright knew in his heart that whether it was the former god Lord of Eternal Red or the current monster "Pramini's Sorrow", they were all completely emotionless evil monsters. They had no thoughts of their own, and no rational way of action. They were like a transcendent machine with a hollowed-out brain that operated according to an ancient, extreme program, setting off a terrifying flame while waiting for the moment when the energy was exhausted.

But the manipulator behind the "ancient power" is not a monster without intelligence, but a place that humans cannot understand, observe, or speculate. Even if they accidentally peek at it, they will go completely crazy and surpass the gods.

Those "old gods" who possess "ancient power" are warning Wright, hoping that he can completely abandon his identity as a human and a supernatural being, and accept the deeper "power of the red magic source" that symbolizes darkness, death and madness. "The Power of the Ancients" has become one of the terminators of this reincarnation of human civilization.

When a round of red rays filled with the burning breath of death once again detonated the yellow sand around Wright's body, some very clear memories from a long time ago suddenly appeared in his mind.

Gradually, all the darkness around him began to slowly fade away, and the thick white mist began to cover his vision, hearing, and senses everywhere, spreading silently to the entire small world he was in.

"Is this...the gray dream... coming again?" Wright murmured in a low voice.

But this time, after the thick fog receded, it was no longer a world as lush and lush as the land in the southern part of the Fire Empire, with flowing streams and dense forests. Instead, it was the time thirty years ago when he had just killed the "Mechanical Yuan" "Daughter", and then penetrated the oasis in the yellow sand of the silent highland near the crown prince Ivante.

This old but not ancient world still stayed at the moment when the "Fire of Punishment" exploded. When the life of Crown Prince Evante ended, the bomb that had been arranged for a long time accurately fell on him. above his head, trying to make all the enemies who were unfavorable to Crown Prince Ivant die together with the lifeless body.

"Is this a dream...a memory, an illusion, or...reality?" Wright looked at the world where time stood still in surprise, trying to walk in the scorching air waves and the red and frightening world.

But before he took two steps, the tender voice of a seven or eight-year-old child appeared behind him:

"Have you finally remembered what you should do? The owner of the red magic source power and the power of Dipser, the poor man who traveled from an alien world, Wright."

In an instant, a large number of complex memory fragments rushed into Wright's brain, causing him to feel an explosion of pain in his head, short of breath, and unable to breathe as if a huge boulder was pressing down on his whole body.

He staggered forward a few steps, and with his usual amazing mental strength, he barely suppressed the thoughts and memories of his brain that were about to collapse. According to his guess, he turned his back to the voice and answered:

"I never promised you anything, even if you saved me at the moment I faced death. I said, if I cannot end the Wasteland Era and usher in the dawn of the Star Era of Humanity, I would rather be drowned in flames "

"It's rare that you still remember me, brother Wright. The ancient god's habit of sleeping has allowed you to linger for another thirty years in this world full of pain, deception, confusion, hesitation and death. You have also completely recovered from the endless He woke up from his slumber. ""Resurrection of the God" continued to use ethereal, childish, but mixed with a mysterious and weird refrain that did not belong to a teenager, and slowly floated in front of Wright.

He lowered the hoodie connected to the pure black cloak without any decoration, revealing his right hand wearing a half-glove with a stick figure badge of "Cthulhu", and gently pointed at the point above Wright's head that seemed as far away as the universe. location, said:

"But you have to know, Brother Wright, the Sword of Damocles will not hang above your head forever, even if it can hang suspended for ten years, thirty years, a century, an era, or even until the Creator returns to silence. For a moment, it will eventually fall. As long as you are lucky enough to forget his existence, or think you can escape the pursuit of the 'old gods', from that moment on, the rope connected to the sword will break, sharp. The metal will penetrate your skull and end your life."

"I said, I never promised you..." Wright had completely remembered everything that happened after the explosion of Ifant's "Fire of Punishment". He stared at the young but evil face of "Resurrection God". The smelly body said sternly:

"I'm not afraid of death, nor am I afraid of becoming a dragon that has been corrupted by the ancient power, nor am I afraid of being imprisoned here, like the Lord of Eternal Red, who will destroy humanity and divinity and become an ugly and dirty monster. I just want to , relying on my will to arrange my destiny" (End of Chapter)