"What do you want to do, Marco?" "Future" was so panicked for only a second, then quickly returned to calm, maintained its original posture, and asked Marco behind it:
“Is this how your wilderness tourist group treats collaborators?”
"No, I just want to ask you if you are afraid of death." Marco said, quickly walking to the "future", looking straight at his light black eyes, the large pistol with complex structure in his hand was still aimed at the heart of the "future".
"What does this mean?" "The Future" puzzled. In such a dim environment, his consciousness seemed to be disturbed by some unspeakable forces, and began to breed dangerous emotions known as fear.
Almost subconsciously, he raised the hands that were almost unrelated to the human limbs above his head and made a standard surrender move.
Komarco just sneered and said in a contemptuous tone:
"Now, 'future', your life is in my hands, and my life can be ended by you at any time. The underground of the 'administrative building' is not suitable for combat. Once you try to attack me, even if you knock me down, you will anger the 'mechanical two-body' that maintains the energy supply.
"You are the people of darkness and ancient times, and it is also the people of darkness and ancient times. At that time, you will not be able to borrow a trace of power from the gods. On the contrary, you will be swallowed in an instant, turning into a dark and sticky energy substance and blending into its body."
"What do you want to express?" asked "Future", avoiding Marco's eyes and looking at the metal cabinet where various documents were stored beside it.
"It's the same question just now. Are you afraid of death? Of course, you don't need to answer me." Marco waved his hand and continued:
"According to reliable information, Vasily has added a lot of manpower in Serner Prison. In addition to some high-level psychics, there are many people from you, who are in the "order club". Even if you can defeat one or two of them, you will be lucky enough to come to the deepest part of the prison, and the high concentration of radiation there will also destroy your spirit.
"In other words, it's a trap waiting for the prey to jump into it on its own. The Serner Prison is a huge iron pot with delicious dishes and tempting smells, and you and I are not the guests who pay, but the ingredients.
"You should know a cruel reality better than me."
"What...reality?" asked the "future", his lips trembling slightly unconsciously.
"Vasily does not actually trust the Order Society enough. He does not trust anyone except his direct members in the Federal Council. Everyone can be pawns in his eyes. Now, the Lost Organization led by the "Chaos Group" is on the verge of perseverance, and the Order Society has become the next target of elimination." Marco said:
"The twelve leaders of yours, except for you who stand before me, are only five people alive. Apart from the arrested "New God", who completely surrendered to the Federal Council's "Fifteen Bing", and the "Thunder Page" of life and death, it can be said that the core of the organization of the "Order Club" has been in name only.
"Now, returning to the capital, in order to get emotional satisfaction, or to try to satisfy your wishes before possible death, is a foolish act. Besides, if you are controlled by Vasily and become a puppet who only knows how to kill, then there may be no one to stop these disasters."
"But I cannot break my 'oath'. We have sworn to the Lord of the Dark Night that if we fail to see the old leader 'new god' before death, our souls will suffer eternal torture in the endless sea of ​​burning heat." "The Future" roared halfway:
"Even when facing the threat of death, I think I must go back."
"Oh?'Future', have you been awakened to death?" Marco raised his head and laughed a few times, and suddenly pulled the trigger of the wide pistol.
Unexpectedly, the pistol did not fire a bullet, but instead fired a purple energy body and rushed into the heart of the "Future".
After a brief paralysis, a heart-wrenching pain came from the heart of the "future". This pain seemed to be based on the spiritual level, as if countless extremely strong hands were tearing his soul.
He was forced to kneel on the ground, his breathing became rapid due to the pain, and beads of sweat the size of beans continued to seep out of his forehead.
With his right hand trembling, "Future" teared off the fabric covering his chest and found that the heart, which was supposed to emit a blue light, was emitting a terrifying red light at this moment. The mechanical part could no longer be seen clearly. Instead, it was a layer of strange hyperplasia made of purple blood vessels covering it.
Gradually, these hyperplasia began to grow thick blood-colored tentacles with sharp nails and villi from pure muscles and messy fat edges.
Immediately after completely wrapping the heart of the "future", the hyperplasia quickly hardened, forming a very ugly and weird shell on the surface.
"What is this...it's...?" "Future" asked, enduring the pain, and gently touching the shell with his hands.
However, the shell of the hyperplasia trembled violently, and the tentacles inserted into the muscles were also clamped tighter, causing more pain to be transmitted from the heart to the whole body of the "future", forcing him to fall to the ground, clench his fists with both hands, and breathe violently.
Looking at the painful appearance of "future", Marco breathed a sigh of relief. He threw his pistol on the table, sat cross-legged across from "future", and explained to him:
"This is a by-product of the 'mechanical cathode', a real semi-organism. I named it 'mechanical cathode-A', and Talia prefers to call it 'Ioka'.
“Just just use a specially made device to penetrate your heart, like I did, it will parasitize there until it is injected with my special potion to kill it. As long as you live in peace with it and do not anger it, it will enhance some of your heart’s abilities and help you fight.
"But if you insist on leaving here and heading to Binglin City, it will swallow your heart and chew your brain and take over your body in three days."
"So, you... put a bomb in my...heart?" "Future" held back the pain, stared at Marco angrily, and asked.
"No, it is not a bomb. We cannot bear to let you die. Your power is of great use to us." Marco stared at the "future" and finally showed a proud, demonic smile.
...
September 12, 557, New Yuan calendar.
The Cruzde Federation, the Extreme Cold Special Zone, the junction of Area A and Area Q, the village of Mamo Constantine, the latest development area of ​​the "Artificial Lake" camp.
"That thick fog has not subsided yet. How long has it been?"
Standing on a high slope, he held a military telescope produced by the federal military supplies factory and looked into the distance with Dark's complaints.
"It lasted for about a month, and it was almost the few days when you came out of the 'Rule of Deep Deep'." Wolfya responded.
"'The relic of deep bitterness'...?" Dark thought for a moment and said:
"It could be because of me...well, we ended Ivan Twenty-second's life."
"I think it should be. I heard from Chief Yaroslav that the Federal Council has given him that Ivan Twenty-II was an emperor who was good at precise planning. Every project he led, even if it was to build a road, would prepare a failure to destroy the plan." Wolfya said while wiping the new rifle in his hand:
"If the conversations you heard in the 'Deep Relics of Suffering' are real, then you can be regarded as destroying a huge plan he has built through his life's hard work. It's like... well... you worked hard to knock down a brown bear, but was knocked down by his own cold gun."
"You mean, was his anger causing the fog?" Dark asked, putting down his military telescope, turning to look at Wolfya.
"In addition to the fog, there are...blasts...bombs." Wolfya said, making an explosion gesture spreading out with both hands. "This is why Chief Vasily entrusts Chief Yaroslav to issue the order 'K-A0577' to us."
"In other words, did I open a Pandora's magic box?" Dark laughed a few times in self-deprecatingly, then quickly became serious and said:
"However, this is consistent with our initial purpose. I will eventually go to the ruins inside the wind wall to see the 'Echoerer' and the 'Pramini' who is also bound there. I am increasingly willing to believe that even the death of Ivan Twenty-second will not bring any benefits to the end of the Wasteland Era. If you want to explore the true way of salvation, you have to rely on us humans."
"Yes." Wolfya agreed:
"But the problem is how to travel through the thick fog and enter the 'Peslunai area'. It seems that Chief Yaroslav sent his granddaughter Sofia to the 'Old Mine' to negotiate with Yato and others smoothly. The remnants of the 'Chaos Group' stated that as long as the Federation does not use the 'Howl of Amikes' to attack them, they will be willing to move the camp in a month, station northward, and end this war of slashing."
"This is a good thing, a big threat has been lifted." Dake's face showed a hint of joy.
"But." Wolfya said with a frown:
"The fog... has a long range, like a ribbon. Although the people from the Aerospace Army said that they could pass through after driving for half a day. But it was too long and still extending to both sides. It was expected that it would not take long to reach the sea.
"If you want to reach several settlements near the 'Pslunai' area within a week, you will either take a plane to pass through it or force it through."
"Aerospace Army? Didn't it mean that the airport established in the northeast of Mayang City was invaded by the 'unintentional people' last week? I heard that 90% of the aircraft that the federally controlled were destroyed, and it would take at least one or two years to rebuild it." Dark said.
"Yes, then I can only pass through it. But that fog can devour people's souls. Since the expedition team was sent to the "Artificial Lake" camp last month, no one who entered can successfully travel through or come back alive." Wolfya said:
"Even if you were lucky enough to escape, you either saw the charming and terrible monster or you became completely crazy. Fortunately, the Federation sent us some cigarettes made by "Anshen Neichuan Flower" a few days ago. After igniting them, you can probably maintain a long time of soberness."
Hearing the "Inner-Current Flower Cigarette", Dak became interested and asked Wolfya:
"Didn't it mean that because of the 'intentional wave', our trade with the Sunnese people in the south was interrupted? I remember... Cruzder's land was not suitable for any 'incoil' production. Is this batch of cigarettes in stock?"
"Ofya said," and took out the box of cigarettes with the Sunnese flag from his pocket, handed them to Dak, and said:
"Do you remember the story of "Continental Explorer 5" that Chief Yaroslav told you? The port they docked, I remember correctly, should be called "Nantoya Port". In fact, this successful long-term voyage inspired Chief Vasily. After passing through the dangerous "unintentional gathering place", the envoys he sent passed the idea of ​​developing maritime trade to the Zhnetsk authorities."
"Oh? What happened later?"
"In fact, the Sunnese people are also very interested in trade, and their lack of materials is more serious than ours. After all, after the Battle of Silent Highlands and the Big Bang of Socra, the Sunnese Empire has completely lost the ability to launch a full-scale war with the 'intentional people' and the lost people in the territory." Wolfya explained:
"The Shine people are now basically guarding the three important strongholds of Chekavsk, Zhnetsk and Sunida towns, and almost half of the main agricultural and industrial centers have lost. Anyway... our negotiations are very smooth. Two weeks ago, the ships sailed from their Dilin Province arrived at our Kruttograd with the first batch of supplies, and distributed the "Anshen Inner Flower" products to the front line as soon as possible.
"I have to say that it was my old comrades who took care of us. When we heard that we had accepted a dangerous task, we secretly stuffed us a whole box of 'Shen Shen Neihua' cigarettes. I guess it would be enough for us to use three times a day. I plan to have a good sleep today and enter the fog tomorrow morning. I guess the big bomb left by Ivan Twenty-second will be detonated soon."
"Okay, I'll follow your arrangement this time." Dake nodded.
While chatting, suddenly, a small explosion occurred not far from the front of the two. Wolfya turned his head and glanced, then immediately pulled Dak and entered the mechanical chariot.
Chapter completed!