Chapter 38 Let the house move by itself

What broke into Mark's eyes were two sides of the stairs that looked like they were surrounded by arms, and the giant mecha on the booth in the middle of the stairs.

It is not as tall as Gundam, but the four-meter-high humanoid mecha made of all metal still gives Mark a trance that travels through time and space.

The mecha is based on white and is decorated with shiny brass pieces that look like gold.

The whole body is human-shaped, but the legs have a reverse foot design. Looking up, I suddenly found that the entire metal belt was full of two extra-large shotguns as thick as human fingers.

No, that should not be called a bullet. According to Mark's concept, this terrible "bullet" with a caliber of absolutely more than 60mm should be called a shell.

Further up, there is a typical knight-armored chest armor, which is nothing special except a slanted purple ribbon. The silver double-layered round shoulder bracelet looks like a stacked flying wing, which is also for decoration.

The biggest strangeness lies in the equipment of the mecha—

The left arm is carrying a zither-shaped shield made of all metal, while the right arm is holding an oversized double-barrel hunting rifle. Behind the right shoulder, an oversized war hammer is stuck on a noticeable hanger.

There is no doubt that if this thing is activated, it will definitely be a killer that transcends the times.

The only problem is that most of this thing cannot be opened.

Mark saw thick accumulation of dust on the armor.

There is no time for Mark to slowly appreciate it.

Just as he was observing the surroundings, two mecha cabins that looked like standing coffins suddenly opened on the corridor columns in both corners.

Two quite slender ‘robots’ were exposed.

It is said that robots are more like lifting, and their structure cannot be said to be very simple. They have human body shapes, but each joint is equipped with joints composed of multiple gears, and then they transmit power through a structure called bones as levers, allowing them to walk like humans in a subtle state.

If it is equipped with a string of cameras and a high-tech automated control system, it is definitely a great invention that is epoch-making.

Unfortunately, the core that could be seen through at a glance made Mark feel very disgusted.

In a glass-shaped round jar about thirty centimeters in the chest of the robot, an unknown liquid was soaked in a human brain-like thing.

It has a distinct brain sulcus and two big eyes that keep looking around.

If it weren't for the fact that there were more than ten squid-like things on the edge of the brain, and by hooking the small wrench and turntable on the edge to control the entire robot, this would definitely be a high-tech thing.

At this moment, Mark felt disgusting.

Too much worth!

The Mechanical Divine Cult can also be the Mechanical Neurology Cult!

"Discover the enemy! Attack!" Two ghost robots rushed towards Mark.

The arms on each robot's shoulder suddenly split into two and became a state of having four robotic arms. The end of each arm is not a robotic hand, but a shiny blade that is less than one meter long.

When the two robots slashed at different angles together, the sharp sound of the wind and the powerful momentum were really scary.

This is not a stiff attack, it is a hunting calculated using the strange brain. Two robots rushed up and pushed Mark into the corner in an instant.

When normal people are attacked like this kind of attack like a net, they will most likely be rushing to attack the most obvious weakness - the brains on their chests.

If it were just time traveling, Mark might have explained it.

Today is different from the past!

During the time when others could not tell, Mark raised his left hand high.

No one noticed that a slender spiritual silk shot out from the palm of a doll placed on the back of his hand, sticking lightly to the chandelier stand on the ceiling.

A clever backflip, Mark ran five steps to the left along the wall with an action beyond the imagination of the "robot". His speed was so fast that it was like a meteor hammer that was swinging out. If it weren't before, he wouldn't have done such a clever action. This was completely agility bonus given to him by the centipede lantern.

He did not do nothing while avoiding the attack.

A more tough spiritual silk that was not noticed by the robot was already tied to the left knee of the robot on the right.

If it were the major sects who were born into charlatans, they might prefer to attack the flesh and blood of such robots. As a modern earthling who traveled through time, they would be more aware of how fragile their gear joints were.

This kind of gear design that is not well choked can't withstand the lateral pulling force of a big man!

The gears are dislocated, idle, and then they cannot exert force. The fall of the robot on the right is a matter of a moment. Immediately, this robot, which is not necessarily more advantageous than that of an adult, was pulled down by Mark. After losing balance, it crashed into the blade light of the robot on the left.

The crisp sound of metal rupture came, and the two robots did not react decently and just got into a ball.

They had a chance to get up.

Mark was not close, but just controlled the doll's silk and stuffed the metal parts that had fallen out into the gears of the robot joints in a clever way.

"Kakula!" The power transmitted from the robot itself destroyed themselves.

After a few steps, the powerful robot just now became two "robot sticks" with only their thighs and upper arms left.

It was not until this time that Mark tentatively fired a tentative shot at the "glass bottle" with his revolver.

"Bang!" I don't know what material this thing is made of.

The Holy Photo Bullet, blessed by the Power of Light, shot it and knocked away on the spot.

Mark even found a half-collapsed metal bullet in the corner of the other side...

"You guys! What's wrong with Thiago?" Mark tried to communicate with two weird brains.

However, all he got was a mechanical response.

"Destroy the invaders!"

"wipe out!"

"Purification protocol starts-"

Why do you feel stupid if you look like a 'brain' that has the ability to recognize enemies?

At this moment, a bad feeling surged from the depths of the mansion, covering the entire hall in the blink of an eye.

Mark's [Heart Fighter Hat] felt tighter.

Mark is no stranger to this feeling.

It wouldn't bring the whole person closer to another world like the inner world of the academy, but this disgusting feeling...

"It's [evil], that's right!"

Mark left behind two "robots" with little brains and subconsciously wanted to rush into the mansion, but just after walking two steps, he saw two mechanism pull rods standing next to the booth.

Mark shuddered.

People with normal minds will probably walk up the two stairs leading to the second floor.

The problem is that Mr. Thiago's mind is obviously different!

Will he walk down step by step from this aristocratic mahogany staircase like a self-proclaimed elegant nobleman, and then introduce his masterpiece to the guests?

No!

He won't!

Genius is always proud!

Although the trap just now is full of dangers of near-death death, the biggest difference between the Mechanical Divine Cult and other [Exception] is that the operation of this mechanical trap is a deformation that fully conforms to the mechanical structure and follows the real physical logic.

Normally, it takes a long way to go deep into the interior of the workshop from the gate.

"But is there a possibility that Thiago is too lazy to move, and he lets the house move?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!