"No! No!" Luo pinched his throat and let out a heart-wrenching roar.
He looked at Atwood with anger, his upper and lower teeth clenched tightly, making a friction sound.
At this moment, he was more like a beast bound in a cage and rope. He wanted to try his best to emit magic and extraordinary power, but he could only emit ugly and horrifying sounds from his throat.
"Let them go! Let them go! I promise you all! If you continue to slaughter these children, I will fight with you to the end. I will use my strength and spirit to fight the 'Eye of Substitution'. I will not accept it until it becomes a piece of scrap copper and iron!" Luo Nai roared angrily.
"You still have love in your heart, Luo Nian. It's indeed the Sogla dome, no, the flowers under the greenhouse. After being cared for for a long time, these cheap emotions will arise. Isn't this what you delivered to you? I need money, and the traitor and the 'scorpion' can exchange me for S$3,500, almost ten new Ducarts, pure gold. You must know..." Atwood said.
He picked up the "Tiger K-01" pistol that had just executed the half-lost child on the far right, looked at it for a few seconds, and the Adam's apple squirmed, made a "snoring" sound, turned his head, pointed the gun at Luo Nai's heart and said:
"Blue Hair, what did you say last time gold is...come? That's quite romantic? That thing?"
"The leader, the scientists of the empire and the mystics have two different statements. One is the attitude of the scientists. They speculate that gold is the product of the explosion of neutron stars. In the depths of the dark universe, the gorgeous stars burst out its last power, showing us a 'glorious' firework. The other is..." Blue Hair paused for a moment, scratched his head, and continued:
"They think that the Creator encountered flames when he created the world. When playing with flames in the empty universe, countless sparks were generated. They scattered in every corner and finally formed a planet made of gold. Later, in the Creator's glass pinball game, those planets broke, and eventually made gold scattered on our continent."
"If you want money, I can give it to you, as long as you let them go. I have one thousand SGD, two thousand can be done." Luo Nai's voice mixed with a little crying voice.
"You don't understand yet. I need apart from money and sacrifices. I told you just now. It seems that the mechanical product of human beings is gradually losing its ability to store memory during operation." Atwood teased, tapping Luo Zi's chest with a gun, then hitting his forehead, and said:
"'Wells' will protect me. He will not only break through my professional power, gain the core, but also reconstruct my body and make me perfect. You know, boy, as a leader, you must have a temperament and a broad body, and a thick voice. But most importantly, people look awe-inspiring with a face. Indeed, leaders need to be afraid, but not disgusted. So, gods need three sacrifices, whether they live or die. I can consider leaving behind the two who are more like the lost."
"No, Atwood." Luo Ni yelled, struggling.
His arms were tightly bound by two Atwood's men named "Blue Hair" and "Red Hair", and he could not move forward in the slightest way without swaying like a moth.
Although he could use his legs covered with torn black cotton pants, he could pull out some white cotton and blood-red dirt with his legs to reach Atwood as hard as possible.
But as "Blue Hair" kicked Luo Nai's knees hard on the inside of Luo Nai's knee joint, Luo Nai was forced to kneel on the ground, raised his head and let out a miserable roar at Atwood with an angry look.
"I said, you still need to learn about greed and cruelty. Don't you want to be human?" Atwood's mouth, hidden under the mask, raised slightly, and was giving off a terrifying smile.
Immediately afterwards, he quickly turned his body and loaded the "Tiger K-01" pistol again, aiming at two semi-lost children who did not seem to have much power to loser.
bump!
bump!
The bound half-lost child fell to the ground.
A big hole was penetrated by bullets in their hearts, and blood and red "burning fluid" belonging to the unintentional person was gushing outwards.
"Look, Luo Nai, this is a heartless person, not a lost person. I heard that half-lost people sometimes do not possess the ability of the lost person, or you call it the magic power. They will transform into the heartless person when stimulated. When the blood flows out of the body, they will become the real heartless person. I seem to have helped them speed up this process. There is nothing I can do about it, Luo Nai. It seems that it is my fault, but it should be your fault. I need help you become a real human being." Atwood said with his back to Luo Nai.
Hearing Atwood talk about his sinful behavior in an understatement, Luo Nai just felt that the anger in his emotions gradually became more and more popular.
He wanted to break free from the disgusting rope, and he also wanted to directly blow up their heads with the power of the "light of the instrumental spirit".
These cruel humans who regard life as playthings are even more disgusting than those who are unintentional and loser.
In the past decade of propaganda, the empire has long abandoned propaganda for doing evil for survival. After the "propaganda policy corresponding to the new situation" was approved by the committee of the Sunnese Empire except Socra City, order was restored, compatriots were protected and territory were restored to the mainstream propaganda targets.
Natural sins, ugly behaviors, such as killing, deception, ill-talking, flattery and barbarism, have gradually been abandoned by the mainstream, and more people advocate order have become more and more people.
Seeing the reddish-brown liquid flowing all over the ground and the burning liquid like molten iron, Luo Na's eyes suddenly emitted a pure blue light.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Like a military flashlight, it actually dimly turned the hall of the iron gate, cement floor and cylindrical incubator, like a demon coming, and the light covered the space illuminated by the dim electrical lamps.
"You have to pay the price, just like Rex II and Ruke I. I want to smash you, I want to curse you, let your soul fall into eternal darkness and suffer all the torture! You are a demon!" Luo Nai roared.
He didn't even notice that a little salty liquid flowed out from the corner of his eyes, and tears that belonged to humans actually emerged from his body, which belonged to the master of machinery!
"If you say this, okay! There are two and a half lost people. I will not execute them. I want them to be sacrificed alive, and I believe that the gods will be happy." Atwood said.
Then he shouted toward the door made of steel:
"Those lost boys, come in!"
With the "dick" sound from leather shoes and the ground, the two lost people in suits and ties who were called out to "execute the mission" pushed open the iron door and walked towards Atwood.
Even when he was four or five meters away, the two lost people covered their chests with their left hand, bowed forty-five degrees on their upper body, and said in a respectful tone:
"leader."
"What did you say yesterday? There will be a red moon every night these days, right?" Atwood asked.
"Yes, leader. There will be a crimson moon for three consecutive days, which is the result of Tarot divination. This is true. Last night, after the red moon came, the animals in the forest moved violently. There were also some poisonous plants, such as the 'green mandala', which even grew more vigorously than before." The "gentleman" lost man in suit and ties replied.
"I don't listen to nonsense, I just want to know if the ceremony will go well tonight?" Atwood asked slightly anxiously.
"The crimson moon hangs high in the sky, and the temples deep in the forest are filled with magic power. The mixture of unintentional and human blood floats in it, and the lost person embellished by the gods will surely awaken the god "Wells". He just looks down at you and pulls you into the realm of the gods for a moment, and can achieve your goal, leader." The "gentleman" lost person explained in poetic language.
"Okay, add another one. Let this mechanical boy watch it, and bring Hit's traitor. When I become the real [Slaughter], I will show them my strength personally. Perhaps if the god is in a good mood, I can't say that I will bless me, so that I can be promoted to another level, right?" Atwood's voice was mixed with a hint of desire.
"Inspiration core, so that you can be promoted to rank 6: Inspiration level. But leader, I remember the leader you were not interested in magic and gods before. I think if you really enter that kind of hallucination you thought before, please don't reveal a trace of that kind of thought." The "gentleman" lost man warned.
"I really don't believe in magic and gods. But that was when it didn't help me. Now they are in my favor. I definitely believe in their existence. This is called flexible standards of faith. Do you understand!" Atwood said sternly to the "gentleman" Lost:
"Get out! Take these three sacrifices, two living and one dead. The remaining two guys with burning liquid are sent directly into the "reasing furnace" that deals with the unintentional people. Speaking of which, the Socra Committee gave this furnace a poetic name, and next, it is this mechanical body. And, speaking of the Eye of MB-1333, right under this cultivation cabin, right?"
"Yes, leader, just press the purple button. But the replacement eye will affect your prosthesis, after all, it still needs battery function. You know, the city where the Empire has a perfect power system does not exist. Moreover, the battery's technology for storing electricity is still defective and is often easily damaged." The "Gentleman Lost" replied with concern.
"It doesn't matter. The arm that the old man named John made for me a few years ago is quite useful. To be honest, I really envied him. Not only can he use firearms, but he is also a biologist, physicist, mathematician and mechanic, and even a pastor. My arm can perform simple mechanical grasping before it is energized, and after it is energized, you can even operate any complex machinery. But the most important thing is that it can actually make me feel a little bit as if I have never lost it."
Atwood said, stretching his left hand out.
The flesh-colored arm under the black leather half-finger condom was freely grasping in the air, just like he grabbed the tail of fate. He even shook his arms hard to show his flexible manipulation ability.
"Yes, the leader. He is indeed a great man." "The Gentleman Lost" complimented.
"So, get out of here, I can handle this correctly. The 'Eye of Substitution' has been stained with my blood and has some recognition of me. As long as it is combined with a pure mechanical body, it can be controlled by me and exert its absolute power. Although Hit is a traitor, he has provided us with something valuable!"
As the "Gentleman Lost" hit the back of the two half-lost children, he forced him to unconsciously take him away, while the other was holding the bodies of the three half-lost children on the cold, painted black-toned concrete floor.
When they both heard the mechanical "bang" sound from the iron gate, a narrow and long river left on the ground, like the ancient Mamous River marked on a map with darkness and scarlet as the main colors, pointing to the endless ice ocean location in the ancient north.
"Now, Luo Nai."
Seeing that only Atwood was left in the spacious hall, Luo had "blue hair" and "red hair" and "red hair" four people, Atwood could not suppress the beating heart of "bumping" and the throbbing feeling it brought, and said:
"You must have learned cruelty just now. Now you have to learn greed. Otherwise, you are not considered alone at all!"
"I want to annihilate you, I want to curse you!" Luo Ni struggled and shouted in his most vicious voice, hoarse and hoarse voice.
"Yes. If you can maintain the... what's the name, right! The ability to think independently." Atwood shouted to the two people who were bound by Luo Ne:
"Pull him up and tie him into the training compartment."
"Yes, leader."
After the useless struggle and the roar of a bound beast passed through Atwood's ears, he stared at the cultivation cabin and opened a little reverie for a moment.
He has a majestic body, a unique temperament called "the leader", and of course, a serious face belonging to the "leader".
A truly "portrait" face!
When the unique metal mechanical mixed sound of the hatch door closed passed through his ears again, he immediately walked out of his brief thought.
Then, he put the "Tiger K-01" pistol back into the holster at his waist and even put insurance on it to prevent the incident of accidents from happening.
Immediately afterwards, he walked towards the near the cultivation cabin with various wires with yellow, green and red rubber colors, as well as a ball of metal plates spliced ​​together, and carefully searched in front of them.
After finding the purple button carved with the picture and text of "Two-headed Eagle Claws Grab the Chainsaw", he forcibly suppressed his restlessness and pressed it.
As the sound of mechanical gears running and the "sizzling" sound of electric current came out, an oval metal table actually rose on the ground behind Luo Nai.
Chapter completed!