When Dak and Wolfya entered the Chaos Realm, they discovered that the "old" aura that just now felt mentally broken suddenly disappeared.

Instead, there was an unpleasant and pungent smell, as if a mountain-like truck dumped tons of gasoline in front of them.

The nauseating and choking breath made Dake unable to help but surge the water-source magic power in his body, forming a tiny ice crystal film at the position of his nostrils to resist this physical collapse.

"This is...the smell of machinery." Wolfya lowered his head, stretched out a finger, wiped a little sticky liquid to his mouth. He smelled it first, then stretched out his tongue and licked it, and analyzed:

"Asphalt, and is a special asphalt that combines [dark] ore. At that time, at Ivanov's suggestion, Ivan Twenty-II once envisioned creating an army that would never be tired and would stop fighting until it fell apart."

"Tired fighting...army, machine?" Dark turned his head and asked Wolfya curiously.

"That's right." Wolfya nodded:

"And Ivan Twenty-two also demanded that this 'army' would not require the logistics department to supplement any food and energy. Ivanov naturally rejected the emperor's extremely unreasonable request, but suggested replacing it with the plan of the artificial god 'Daughter of Mechanism'.

"However, the subsequent Emperor Cruzed Ivan Twenty-third, the biological son of Ivan Twenty-second, developed a strong interest in this. For this reason, he used machinery to build a huge open-air altar, sacrificed half of his life in exchange for a 'draft' given by the 'Machines Lord'."

"Draft? What kind of draft can be made?" Dake asked with interest.

Wolfya did not answer immediately, but stood straight up, and stood in front of Dak with his back toward him, rubbed off the "special asphalt" in his hand, and then said word by word in a slow tone:

"Budjimira."

"Budjimira?"

"That's right, it's the 'mechanical giant bear' we encountered after the first entrance of the 'Deep Relics of Tribulation'. Because, as the master of machinery..., Luo Nai's brain naturally generated all information about them." Wolfya recalled:

"Before leaving the 'Deep Relic', Luo Nai informed me of more detailed information about it, and the other half of the 'draft' content that Ivan Twenty-third had exchanged for his life."

"Is the other half? Is it also a mechanical monster?" asked Dark.

"Not that monsters already exist. According to the 'creator's 'theory', 'the monsters can only appear once in the series of extraordinary things created by the gods'. So, that half is 'man', highly similar to us, but a 'robot' with no skin, muscles and bones." Wolfya said in a low, Satan-like voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, countless rapid metal collision sounds came from where they stood in all directions. A large number of red light spots sprouted in the deep dark realm, and then flashed constantly, as if they were hiding giant man-eating bats.

Soon, countless green lines began to appear in the surrounding world, which continued to copy, reproduce, scatter in front of Dak and Wolfya, and eventually evolved into a brilliant and pure green world.

Just as the resentful soul was awakened by humans who had mistakenly entered it, the owners of the red light spots, that is, countless giant "robots" close to 2 meters tall, stood up from the corners that no one noticed, dragged their rusty bodies, or wiped off the engine oil that had already become particularly sticky, and walked slowly towards the center of the entire space.

Squeak, squeak...

The sharp sound of mechanical friction passed under the stack of closed and empty spaces and turned into a devastating sound of resentment. In addition, the seemingly pre-set procedures, all the "robots" would keep whimpering, sobbing, lamenting, screaming and cursing in their throats when walking.

"Are these humans composed of 'mechanical' the 'mechanical' you are talking about? "Dak asked with a trembling voice, looking around, subconsciously posing with both fists, and making a fighting posture.

Wolfya did not answer, as if the sudden appearance of these "robots" was far beyond his expectations. He was speechless for a moment, his lips were twitching, and in the end there was no sound, but nodded slightly passively.

But Dark's sharp questions followed, forced him to respond.

"Wolfya, I know... you know very well about the 'reals of deep suffering', the old empire, Ivan Twenty-second, and even the 'red magic ruins' in which gods and evil gods coexist. I know that this is not the moment to force you to express your opinions completely, but please tell me one thing, whether these 'robots' are related to the Lord of Machinery. In other words, are they the 'products' of the Lord of Machinery."

"Yes, not." Wolfya gave an extra funny answer. He knew that such a prank answer would not satisfy Dark, so after thinking about it, he sighed slightly and continued to answer:

"They were all humans, like us, all Cruzd. So, Dark, you see, after being activated by us intruders, they did not choose to attack us immediately. Instead, under the pre-installed program heroes, they walked towards the center of this underground experimental field, waiting for the last bit of humanity in their bodies to disappear before they can faithfully perform their duties."

"Why?" Dak's voice was particularly cold. At this moment, Wolfya felt that Dak seemed to merge with the water source power in his body, and condensed into a solid ice that could never obtain warmth and light in this remote, cold, and humid field.

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"This is what I mentioned just now. The other half drawn in the 'draft' of the Lord of Machinery, which was officially called 'Ermimana', meaning 'mechanical in the ancient realm'. They are indeed the same 'products' made by the Icelin City Royal Machinery Factory, but their raw materials are the most outstanding soldiers and officers in the old empire at that time."

"Does it use humans as the raw material? The emperors of the old empire were indeed madmen, so they could make this series of mentally ill actions. Sadly, among such a group of madmen, there could be a 'greatest emperor' who has been praised by us Cruzd for thousands of years." Wright felt disgusted and gritted his teeth and criticized.

"But after all, Ivan Twenty-second has completely died, which is what you have seen with your own eyes. So, let the things that have passed away be swallowed by the calm ocean like endless ice and snow. "Wolfya continued:

"Back to the 'Ermimana', the power required to make them was not magic and steam, but the power of the old. Back then, scientists from the old empire made a small crystal block that was rumored to be salvaged by fishermen in the west, and after ripped fire and extracted at high temperatures. The scientists then cut it into small pieces of 500 soybean sizes with the same size, volume and weight, and put them into the brains of the soldiers and officers as containers."

"So, they have become like this mechanical from now on?" Dake said curiously.

"Of course not so fast." Wolfya smiled bitterly and replied:

"They participated in military operations against Ivan Twenty-II. Even if they became the raw material for mechanical ‘products’, the ‘great’ emperor must give them unforgettable painful memories for thousands of years.

"These 'containers' were first imprisoned in a wet, cold room in close contact with sea water for ten years, and then under the influence of the crystallization of 'Dipser's broken limbs', they could only feed on 'steel' for several years... until the skin was completely ulcerated and the muscles and bones were covered with a dark metal material."

"I heard you say this, it doesn't seem like a punishment, but rather a kind of training that can gain strength at a price." Dark waved his hand, not seemingly cruel or surprised.

Naturally, humans who are born in the wasteland and are used to seeing evil spirits and filthy things are extremely easy to be smoothed out by reality and normal emotions and thinking belonging to human beings.

Even if Dark's spirit and cognition have not collapsed, he will regard ordinary pain, cruelty and madness as basic common sense in the environment of approaching combat.

After all, in this battle with the Wasteland Era, tens of millions of human beings have long been sleeping in the long night forever.

With an awkward expression on his face, Wolfya shook his head and continued:

"Training requires retaining the will of steel, which can become 'Ermimana' but it needs to eliminate the consciousness belonging to humans. The crystallization of 'Dipser's broken limbs' will continue to promote the growth of steel skin, thereby constantly affecting the original normal bones and muscles.

"After the dark skin was completely generated, the scientists imprisoned these soldiers and officers in this dark 'Red Illusion Experimental Field'. Because of their special stiffness, they could not speak, could not move, or even think.
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