"I... can I trust you? A man with a face of Putoya...the abstract painting by Putoya Federal painter Bigak? It's like... making a deal with a twisted ancient god or a dark demon in the deep sea?" Luo said, glancing at Atwood from the corner of his eyes disdainfully.
"I'm all trapped in a deal with the demons. Do you have any choice?" Atwood teased in a weird tone.
He stretched out his wide palm and pointed it to the point that it had broken, but there were still chainsaws with dark red blood drops remaining on the sharp gear, as shown.
"You only need a promise, even if it is an illusory promise. I have also heard the legend of the 'Eye of Substitution'. Any human being who is forced or unconsciously replaced by it can only become a human-shaped monster. Without wisdom, he can only imitate the behavior of the deceased before his death until his wish is fulfilled or his life ends." Luo Nai's voice was still a little hoarse, but his speech was much faster.
"That's true. That's what the Lost Boys who understand this aspect said." Atwood nodded rarely.
"You mentioned just now that the 'Eye of Substitution' requires the heartfelt consent of the substitute, so that the fusion or cooperation can be integrated and cooperate to exert the greatest power. Did I really not expect that the product of the Lord of Machinery in the Second Era would fall into your hands. What a coincidence? Or the red line drawn by the goddess of fate?" Luo Zi raised a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Do you understand?" Atwood supported his body with one hand, jumped and sat on the long metal table with steel colored and covered with scratches in front of Luo Nai. He said:
"In this case, I don't need to explain many things to you. Although our people in the outside area will receive some Socra's salary, they cannot receive their education like that. Boy, I am not asking for your opinion now. I am just notifying you, or ordering you."
"Let those children be released. They are of no value to you. I heard that when the Sogra Guard offered a reward for the lost... there is a regulation that people who do not have the ability to lose can't receive a reward. Those children are indeed the product of the combination of the lost and human beings, but they are half-lost. I hope you can let the child go." Luo Nian said worriedly.
After all, he agreed to Sayi and Rosen when he was in Socra and Sunida, and led them to the quiet highlands and found the Hope Church's residence to send these children safely.
But Hit's series of misjudgments in the past two days have caused them to be ambushed by the "Sogra Special Operations Team", which is the team led by the disgusting and ugly [Hunter] supernaturalist Atwood.
Luo Nai didn't think about using guns to counterattack, but he could not penetrate the armor of the enemy's pickup truck.
Hit also tried to use a limited howitzer to counterattack, but by chance he had no ammunition.
Of course, Luo Nai and Sayi naturally tried to use the magic source power to fight back. Luo Nai's "Light of Mechanical Spirit" was naturally forbidden by the "Annihilation" machinery that seems to be a portable "Demon Annihilation" machine, and it cannot be used at all.
It seems that "Annihilation"-like machinery is not only a blow to the lost, but even the psychics who can normally use the power of the magic source, or humans who are collectively called extraordinary people, are also devastating blows.
"Let the child go? I'm curious about your reason." Atwood said with interest at Luo Nai's not-so-wide body, especially the white part that was revealed in his face and upper part.
"Love and adventure... These are two sets of cards." Luo Nai sighed.
"What? Sequence card? What's that? Are those boring magicians made? If you want to talk about cards, we usually play Gent or playing cards. The Socra Committee will print the prisoners to be arrested most of the time, and as we play, we know their appearance well. You can get money through this! This kind of thing makes sense." Atwood's "Abstract" showed a hint of disdain on his face, saying:
"I have heard of that kind of card, just some irrelevant paintings, with some specious poetic descriptions. If the so-called writers and novelists can save the world with descriptions, what do the army do? What do we do? What do we do in the Sunnese Empire? You said right? Boy."
"It is a kind of guidance. Although you say you don't believe in literature and description, what is the god? Is it a irrelevant thing for those children to be sacrificed to the gods." Luo Nai retorted.
"fart!"
Atwood was a little angry and embarrassed. He jumped up with his hands on the long metal table. With the sound of the 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 put the pistol on the barrel and pressed against Luo Nai's forehead.
"Do you want to die? Have you never heard of the faith of God that gives people the courage to live. Do you dare to question my faith, that is, against me, an enemy worthy of being executed directly. Do you understand?" Atwood scolded viciously.
"The Lord of Machinery is also my faith. He gave me instructions in the dream where I created me a hundred years ago. He hoped that I would become a human being. As long as the machine gains wisdom and changes into a real human being, and the sleeping Creator can truly move forward from the steam era. Steam is not the only one, so I want to truly become a human being." Luo Nao shouted, taking the opportunity to express his emotions that had been silent in his heart for more than a hundred years.
"Speak!" Atwood ordered, and he developed a strong interest in the young man in front of him who exuded a mechanical aura and called himself "created by the master of machinery."
But the pistol in his hand, which was more than 30 cm long, was shining with silvery white luster under the light, still did not move it away at all.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "Becoming a human being requires constant contact with human beings, understanding you, integrating into you, and even having the same way of life. I have already learned about love and kindness, fighting and hope, and protection. As long as I contact the "Daughter of Mechanism" who is also a god, I can obtain the "wisdom" core and become a real human being. I want to be a human being! So, I want to try to protect those children." Luo Nai roared with a little crying voice.
"Do you think it's a wonderful thing to be human?" Atwood said with a beastly laughter:
"This 'Tiger K01' pistol was a product of the Zhnetsk factory thirty years ago. It has great power. It can penetrate the heart of the unconscious person without using any magic power or other superpowers, and can make a big hole or even a big hole in the body. They have a little repair ability, but if the body is broken, it is not unconscious person. We generally call it alien species, or just losers, right?"
Atwood removed the pistol from Luo's head, held it in his hand and said, "
"It has been contaminated with the lives of countless heartless people, including the lost. In fact, more are humans. Humans are a race that is accustomed to killing each other. Sometimes I even envy those lost people. The war has never stopped since we were born. Do you know what the real humans who have lived under war for a long time will become?"
"I have heard of it, but I don't know much. I... live in the capital Sogra for a long time." Luo Naan said the truth.
"You will be crazy, crazy, and be driven crazy by these bright red blood and dark environments. Power is always relative and not absolute. Even the brave and warlike [warrior] with thirty years of experience will be killed by his own sniper because of a misjudgment. Even those lost people who can turn into lizards, crocodiles, or even cockroaches can only bear two mortar shells? Even one 155mm howitzer will turn into a ball of dust. So, what's the best thing to be a human?" Atwood asked in a teasing tone.
"Love, I can feel that the love in the human city is gradually dispersing the 'sorrow' that permeates this wasteland continent. As long as the gods give me guidance, I can find a way to end the wasteland world." Luo Nai said with a look called "firmness" in his eyes.
"Since that's the case..." Atwood looked at Luo Zi with interest, put the "Tiger K01" pistol back into the holster at his waist, and said:
"Then you really have to learn from the two emotions that you mentioned just now. Just so happens that today's conditions are just enough for you to study. You are like the naive students in the "Ross University" of the old Cruzd Empire. You are fooled by 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 outside the door:
"Red hair, blue hair, come in. Take this kid to the big room in the middle, and ask the loser kids to bring the five children who are not clearly wanted by the committee. Don't ask why!"
"Okay, leader!"
"Okay, leader!"
The answer of a young man but mixed with a hint of sophisticated [warrior] echoed in the slightly empty "Wells Path" underground passage.
After issuing the order, Atwood turned his head and looked at Luo Nai and continued:
"You also need to learn about greed and cruelty!"
...
He was forcibly caught by two young men who were about 1.7 meters tall, wearing old armor with arms exposed on their upper body, only protecting key parts and joints. After walking along the narrow corridor full of darkness and body odor for about twenty minutes, Luo Nai finally arrived at an empty room that was as big as a normal factory building.
He looked around and except for the four pillars that were built with white paint but were splashed with black red matter, there was a cylindrical cabin in the middle, which seemed to be a culturer for experiments, and also connected with some wires and metal parts.
Soon, Luo Nai was forcibly tied to a wooden seat, and Atwood also walked from another taller metal door, followed by several gentlemen-looking "humans" in black suits, pressing two or three semi-lost children of the Tengyin sect.
"Have you tied up?" Atwood looked at the "human" and the half-lost child behind him.
"No problem, leader. But don't you feel comfortable putting them here? Although they are half-lost people, they still have a little simple magic power, and we can protect your safety." said a loser in the lead.
"I am a [hunter], and I'm still one step away from becoming a [Slaughter] man. Can I still be hurt by these children? But the mechanical boy who poses the greatest threat to me is under the care of Blue Hair and Red Hair, and there is no trouble. I think you two, it's time to perform your mission now!" Atwood's tone was unspeakable like a leader, harsh and decisive.
"Yes, leader."
After forcibly pushing the five children to a piece of cold concrete floor in front of Luo Nai, Atwood did not forget to kick them one by one, allowing the five children to face Luo Nai as a kneeling posture.
After the "dao" sound of leather boots rang in front of Luo Nai for a minute or two, Luo Nai looked up and looked up.
Atwood has put on a mask to cover his "abstract" face.
Indeed, even if a leader or leader does not have a normal and atmospheric face, he must hide his shortcomings in appearance as much as possible, and even transform them into advantages from another aspect.
His mask is made of pure copper. In addition to the "double-headed eagle" pattern that belongs to the Socra and the Sunnese Empire, there seems to be an emblem inlaid in the center of his forehead.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The middle and lower part of the mask is the combination of the devil "Satan" and the tentacle monster, and the tentacles are carved in the position of the beard.
"Boy, your name is Luo Nai, right? Although the traitor Hit had told all the information he knew long ago. After all, he was a traitor, and his survival instinct made him look like a dog. But you and I appreciate it very much, but your 'love' is not suitable in the wasteland. In fact, you should also know one thing." Atwood held the mask and took out the "Tiger K01" pistol, pressed against the forehead of the half-lost child on the far right and said.
"Don't hurt him, I promise. If you don't hurt these children and let them go, I am willing to accept the 'Eye of Substitution' and merge with it. I am willing to become your core combat power. As long as I can still maintain human emotions, it's good." Luo Nai shouted anxiously.
"In this wasteland world, humans can become powerful without experiencing pain. experiencing pain is a must-have for human beings. No matter which era, most humans will experience pain. I forgot to tell you that in fact, without using magic source potion, middle-level professions can also be promoted to upper-level professions. [Hunter], like cats, will be accompanied by the forest god "Wells". Especially this semi-miracle temple above my head, does have the ability to bless us. But He needs sacrifices. No more or less, just three lost people. So..."
Atwood put the gun chamber of the "Tiger K01" pistol, glanced at the half-lost child whose hands were bound by ropes and whose mouth was stuffed with cotton, and glanced at Luo Nai with provocative and expectant eyes.
"I promised you all. Even if it is a demon, I will show some sincerity at the beginning!" Luo Nai struggled hard, endured the burning sensation that kept coming from his throat, and shouted at Atwood.
As expected, he was pressed tightly by the blue hair behind him, and could only watch the situation in front of him with a strong "sorrow" aura.
"The devil also emphasizes benefits. Luo Nai, born as human beings, we all have original sin. But we must carry it with us until we have cruelty, this existence that allows us to survive in the world. You have to learn."
After saying that, Atwood pressed his pistol against the forehead of the half-lost child on the far right, who could be considered a young man, adding:
"The sacrifice of the gods is actually the same as the dead, and they do not need souls."
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The sound of bullets echoed instantly in the open hall.
The dark red liquid with a strange smell splashed on Luo Nan's face, and he seemed to see a rapidly blooming flower on the other side.
Chapter completed!