Wasteland Echoer

"Can I...can I trust you? A man with a face like an abstract painting by Ptoia...Putoa Federation painter Bigak? Like...and a twisted ancient god or dark demon from the deep sea Like making a deal?" Luo Nie glanced at Atwood with disdain from the corner of his eye.

"You've already fallen into a situation of making a deal with the devil. Do you still have any choice?" Atwood teased in a weird tone.

He stretched out his broad palm and pointed at the chainsaw that had been broken, but there were still some dark red blood drops on the sharp gear, as shown.

"I only need a promise from you, even if it is an illusory promise. I have also heard the legend of the 'Replacement Eye'. All humans who are forced or unconsciously replaced by it can only become a humanoid monster. Without wisdom, We can only imitate the behavior of the deceased until his death wish is fulfilled or his life ends." Luo Nie's voice was still a little hoarse, but she spoke much faster.

"Indeed. That's what the Lost boys who know about this said." Atwood nodded in a rare way.

"You also mentioned just now that the 'Replacement Eye' requires the heartfelt consent of the person being replaced, so that it can be integrated or collaborate to exert its maximum power. I really didn't expect that the product of the Lord of Machines in the Second Era was actually I fell into your hands. Is it really a coincidence? Or is it a red thread drawn by the goddess of fate?" Luo said with a helpless smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you understand?" Atwood supported his body with one hand and jumped to sit on the steel-colored, scratched metal table in front of Luo Nie. said:

"In this case, I don't need to explain a lot of things to you. Although people in our outer districts have a different salary than Socrates, they can't receive an education like theirs. Boy, I'm not asking for your opinion now. I'm just informing you, or giving you orders."

"Let those children go. They are of no value to you. I heard that when the Sukra Guards offered a bounty to the Lost... there was a rule that people who did not possess the abilities of the Lost could not receive the bounty. Those children This child is indeed the product of the combination of lost people and humans, but they are semi-lost people. I hope you can let the child go." Luo Nie said worriedly in his heart.

After all, he had promised Sai and Rosen respectively when they were in Sugra and Sunida, to lead them to the Silent Highlands and find the headquarters of the Church of Hope to send these children safely.

But Hitt's series of misjudgments in the past two days caused them to fall into a battle where they were ambushed by the "Socra Special Operations Team", a team led by Atwood, the disgusting and ugly-looking [Hunter] with superpowers.

It was not that Luo Nie had never thought about using firearms to fight back, but he was unable to penetrate the armor of the enemy's pickup truck.

Hitt also tried to counterattack with limited howitzers, but unfortunately he ran out of ammunition.

Of course, Luonie and Sai naturally also tried to use the magic source power to form spirits to counterattack. Luonie's "Light of Mechanical Spirit" was naturally blocked by the "Demon Demon" machine that now seemed to be portable, and could not be used at all.

It seems that the "Demon Annihilation" type of machinery is not only a blow to the lost, but also a devastating blow to people with supernatural powers who can normally use the power of magic, or humans who are collectively referred to as extraordinary people.

"Let the child go? I'm very curious about your reason." Atwood said with interest as he stared at Luo Nie's not-so-wide body, especially the white part of his face and upper body.

"Love and adventure... these are two prologue cards." Luo Nie said with emotion.

"What? Sequencing cards? What is that? Those things made by boring magicians? When it comes to cards, we usually play Gwent or poker. Most of the time, the Socratic Committee will arrest someone. The prisoners are printed on it, and we know their appearance very well. We can get money through this! This kind of thing is meaningful." Atwood said with a trace of disdain on his "abstract" face :

"I've heard of that kind of card, which is just some nonsensical paintings with some specious poetic descriptions. If those so-called writers and novelists can save the world with descriptions, why do they need the military? What do you want from us? What do you want from the Zine Empire? Are you right? Boy."

"It's a guide. Although you say you don't believe in literature and descriptions, what are the gods? Occult science, right? Those children you want to use to sacrifice to the gods are irrelevant." Luo Nie said stubbornly.

"fart!"

Atwood became a little angry. He once again supported the long metal table with his hands and jumped up. With the sound of high leather boots colliding with the ground, he took out a wide pistol from a pure black leather holster in his pocket. .

Immediately afterwards, he loaded the pistol and pressed it against Luo Nie's forehead.

"Do you want to die? Haven't you heard that faith in gods will give people the courage to live. If you dare to question my faith, you are against me and an enemy who deserves to be executed directly. Do you understand?" Atwood scolded fiercely.

"The Lord of Machines is also my belief. And he gave me instructions in the dream when he created me a hundred years ago. He hopes that I will become a human being, as long as the event of the machine gaining intelligence and transforming into a real human being succeeds and allows the person As the sleeping Creator knows, mankind can truly move forward from the age of steam. Steam is not the only one, so I want to truly become a human being." Luo Nie roared, taking the opportunity to express the emotions that had been dormant in his heart for more than a hundred years.

"Go on!" Atwood ordered. He became very interested in the young man in front of him who exuded a mechanical aura and claimed to be "the creation of the Lord of Machinery".

But the pistol in his hand, which glowed silvery white under the light and was more than thirty centimeters long, still did not move away at all.

"Becoming a human requires constant contact with humans, understanding you, integrating with you, and even having the same lifestyle. I have learned about love and kindness, fighting and hope, and protection. As long as I come into contact with the mechanical element who is also a god "daughter', I can obtain the 'wisdom' sequence core and become a real human being. I want to become a human being! So, I have to try to protect those children." Luo Nie roared with a little cry.

"Do you think being a human is such a wonderful thing?" Atwood laughed like a beast and said:

"This 'Tiger K01' pistol was produced by the Zhinetsk factory thirty years ago. It is extremely powerful. It can penetrate the heart of an unintentional person without using any magic power or other powers, and it can also be used on the body. Make a big opening, or even a big hole. They have some repair ability, but if their body is broken and can be repaired, then they are not unintentional people. We generally call them aliens, or simply lost ones, right?"

Atwood removed the pistol from Luo Nie's head, played with it in his hand and said:

"It has contaminated the lives of countless unintentional people, including the Lost. In fact, more of them are humans. Humans are a race that is used to killing each other. Even I sometimes envy the Lost. The war has started since we were born. Do you know what will become of real humans who have never stopped living under war for a long time?"

"I have heard about it, but I don't know much about it. I...have lived in the capital city of Sugra for a long time." Luo Nie said truthfully.

"You will go crazy, you will go mad, you will be driven crazy by the bright red blood and the dark environment. Power is always relative, not absolute. Even a brave and skilled [Fighter] with thirty years of experience will They will be killed by their own snipers because of a misjudgment. Even those lost ones who can turn into lizards, crocodiles, or even cockroaches can only withstand two mortar shells? Even 155mm howitzers Just one shot will turn you into a ball of ash. So, what's so good about being human?" Atwood asked in a teasing tone.

"Love, I can feel that the love in human cities is gradually dispelling the 'sad' that permeates this wasteland continent. As long as God gives me guidance and truly becomes a human being, I can find a way to end the wasteland world." Luo Nie said with a look called "firmness" in his eyes.

"In that case..." Atwood glanced at Luo Nie with interest, put the "Tiger K01" pistol back into the holster on his waist, and said:

"Then you really have to learn the two emotions other than the human emotions you just mentioned. It just so happens that today's conditions are just enough for you to cram. You are just like those naive students in the old Crusted Empire's 'Ross University' .You were fooled by the protection of the dome and have never seen the real world."

Immediately afterwards, he pushed open the iron door in the narrow room and shouted in a mellow voice:

"Red Hair, Blue Hair, come in. Take this boy to the big room in the middle, and ask the Lost Boys to bring the five children who are not specifically wanted by the committee. Don't ask why!"

"Okay, Chief!"

"Okay, Chief!"

The answer that belonged to a young man but had a hint of an experienced [warrior] echoed in the slightly empty "Wells Path" underground passage.

After issuing the order, Atwood turned his head and glanced at Luo Nie, and continued:

"You still need to learn greed and cruelty!"

…

He was forcibly grabbed by two young men who were about 1.7 meters tall and wore worn-out armors that exposed part of their arms and only protected key parts and joints. They walked along the long and narrow corridor full of darkness and the smell of rotting bodies for almost two seconds. After ten minutes, Luo Nie finally arrived at an empty room that was the size of a normal factory building.

He looked around, except for the four support pillars that were painted with white paint but had been splashed with black and red substances, there was a cylindrical cabin in the middle, which seemed to be an incubator for experiments, and was also connected to some wires. and metal parts.

Not long after, Ronie was forcibly tied to a wooden chair by a young man called "Blue Hair", and Atwood also walked through another taller metal door, followed by Several gentleman-looking "human beings" in black suits were holding down two or three semi-lost children of the Tein sect each.

"Are you tied up?" Atwood looked towards the "human" and semi-lost children behind him.

"No problem, leader. But do you feel free to put them here? Although they are semi-lost people, they still have some simple magic power. We can protect your safety." said one of the leading lost people.

"I am a [Hunter], a man who is one step away from becoming a [Slayer]. Can I still be hurt by these children? But the mechanical boy who poses the greatest threat to me is guarded by Blue Hair and Red Hair, so nothing can happen. Chaos. I think you two, it’s time to carry out your mission now!” Atwood’s tone was leadership-like, stern and decisive.

"Yes, chief."

After forcing the five children onto a cold cement floor in front of Luo Nie, Atwood did not forget to kick them one by one, making the five children face Luo Nie in a kneeling position.

The "tapping" sound of leather boots rang in front of Luo Nie for a minute or two before Luo Nie looked up.

Atwood has put on a mask to hide his "abstract" face.

Indeed, as a leader or leader, even if he does not have a normal and majestic face, he must try his best to hide the shortcomings of his appearance, and even turn them into advantages from another aspect.

His mask was made of pure copper. In addition to the "double-headed eagle" pattern engraved on the top that belonged to the Sucra and Zine Empires, there seemed to be a coat of arms inlaid in the center of his forehead.

The middle and lower part of the mask is a combination of the devil "Satan" and a tentacle monster, with the tentacles carved in the position of the beard.

"Boy, your name is Luo Jie, right? Although the traitor Hit has already told him all the information he knows. After all, he is a traitor, and his survival instinct makes him like a dog. But you and I appreciate it, but your love 'It's not appropriate in the wasteland. In fact, you should know one thing." Atwood adjusted his mask, took out the "Tiger K01" pistol, and pressed it against the forehead of the semi-lost child on the far right. said.

"Don't hurt him, I promise. If you don't hurt these children and let them go, I am willing to accept the 'Replacement Eye' and merge with it. I am willing to become your core fighting force. As long as, as long as I can still maintain Just human emotions." Luo Nie shouted anxiously.

"No human being in this wasteland world can become strong without experiencing pain. Experiencing pain is a must for human beings. No matter what era it is, most humans will experience pain. I forgot to tell you, in fact, there is no need for magic. With source potion, mid-level professionals can also be promoted to upper-level professions. [Hunters], like cats, will be favored by the forest god 'Wells'. Especially the semi-miraculous temple above my head, it does have the ability to bestow upon us The power of blessing. But he needs sacrifices. No more, no less, exactly three lost ones. So..."

Atwood loaded the chamber of the "Tiger K01" pistol, and once again glanced at the half-lost child whose hands were bound by ropes and had a cotton object stuffed into his mouth, with provocative and expectant eyes. Luo pinched a glance.

"I have promised you. Even if you are a devil, you will show some sincerity at the beginning!" Luo Nie struggled hard, resisting the burning sensation in his throat, and shouted at Atwood road.

As expected, he was firmly held down by Lan Mao behind him, and he could only watch helplessly at the situation in front of him that was filled with a strong aura of "sadness".

"Devils are also interested in profit. Luonie, as human beings, we all have original sin. But we must carry it with us until we have cruelty, the existence that allows us to survive in the world. You have to learn."

After speaking, Atwood put the pistol against the forehead of the semi-lost child on the far right who could be regarded as a young man, and added:

"Sacrifice to the gods is actually the same for both living and dead animals. They do not need souls."

bump!

The sound of bullets instantly echoed in the empty hall.

The dark red liquid with a strange smell splashed on Luo Nie's face, and he seemed to see a flower blooming rapidly.

There is also a body that gradually falls into silence and a soul that ascends to "heaven" as the bishop said.

The high-energy chapter of Luonie Green Forest.