The sound of You Yan turned into a terrifying roar in the darkness.
As Natasha ran away, more screams were caused. Countless bloody and terrifying eyes were all focused on her.
"Sure enough, that guy already knows about the node. He must go back and report to the queen. He cannot be scrapped here." Natasha thought to herself, but her steps were faster.
However, Natasha has lost the source of her magic power and can only run on her feet. In the dark forest, even dry branches can interrupt her escape.
Just under a dark hill, Natasha accidentally bumped into a skeleton wearing armor.
I don't know what this armor is made of. It is very hard. Natasha's balance while running at high speed was broken by this sudden accident.
After a groan, Natasha fell to her knees.
Looking down, she saw that the ankle of her right foot had begun to make a sizzling sound, and a photoelectric spark exploded. Natasha only heard a few "clicks" and could no longer feel the sensation in her right foot.
"Damn it, something actually broke down right now. It had been repaired before the mission!" Natasha's eyes flashed fiercely.
A piercing scream came from behind.
Natasha looked back and saw the face of a terrifying undead with blue veins around its eyes, pale eyes, and green teeth, less than 10 centimeters from the tip of her nose!
Natasha's heart trembled, and she did not try to attack, because without the ability to restrain the undead, any attack would be useless.
She kicked the dead tree next to her with her still mobile left foot.
As the branches of the dead tree swung and fell, Natasha used the force of the shock to roll over and came to the other side. However, she obviously used too much force this time, and her right foot was disabled.
, resulting in failure to apply the brakes in time, and a second roll followed immediately.
It would have been fine if there were only two rolls, but God seemed to be against her. The direction she was rolling happened to be an extremely steep slope. Normally, when standing on it, she would have to lean forward to maintain her center of gravity. But at this time, Na was unable to control herself.
Tasha, however, rolled directly down.
During the rolling process, Natasha remained calm. She could see the dust flying onto her face, and could also hear the clicking sound of dead branches being crushed during the rolling process. At the same time, she could also feel herself
The right side of the body kept making the hissing sound of gears falling off and machinery being scrapped.
Because the right foot is disabled, is the entire right half of the body affected?
While Natasha was still thinking, the scrolling finally stopped. She held on, stretched out her bloody left hand, and sat up.
At this time, an electric snake suddenly fell from the rolling black clouds in the sky.
At the moment when the white light flashed, one could clearly see Natasha's current appearance, which was extremely miserable. The dress had been torn to pieces and the original shape could not be seen clearly. The skin on the right half of her body was all torn, revealing the mechanical gears, steel bars, and various iron bars inside.
Brakes.
Now, the mechanical fire on the right half of the body is flickering and white smoke is flowing.
Apparently, her right half of her body was almost useless.
The left half of her body was also very miserable. Unlike the mechanical body on the right half, her left half was made of flesh and blood. At this time, the left half of her body was covered with scars, and bones could already be seen in several of the wounds.
Her long golden curly hair was also dyed red with blood, and she looked very embarrassed.
Natasha took a long breath and looked around. It was a flat area with no trees within a radius of twenty meters.
"I've deviated from the route, can I still go back?" Natasha's eyes flashed with confusion.
There was a shrill cry from behind, Natasha turned her head, and a large number of glowing figures were reflected in her bloodshot brown eyes.
I don't know when, hundreds of undead have appeared behind her, and she is seeing these undead continue to gather. Even if these undead have not attacked her yet, the aura of evil, madness, wantonness and sadness is already affecting her.
The string of reason can no longer be stretched.
"This place is far away from that guy's activity area, but there are so many undead. Sure enough, is it controlled in advance?" A dim light flashed in Natasha's eyes. She knew that she would probably be here.
Scrapped.
Because even if she ran back to the node, depending on how cunning the guy was, he would definitely set up an ambush near the node.
No matter what, there was no way she could go back.
Unless...unless someone can come to save her.
But when Natasha thought about this possibility, she shook her head secretly. She was just a cyborg. She could be called a mechanical puppet. How could anyone come to save her... Moreover, everyone in Castle Black now...
Everyone has his own thing, and no one will come to save him.
Natasha couldn't help but smile bitterly. Looking at the undead getting closer and closer to her, she knew that she was not far from being scrapped.
Maybe when King Shen Mu cleans up these undead, someone will find his own remains, right?
Some of the metal that makes up his body is still cherished, and may be refined into a mechanical puppet. However, the consciousness that awakens from this mechanical puppet at that time may not be his own.
"Sister Natasha will come back. I saw it. You will come back."
This voice suddenly echoed in her mind, and Natasha remembered the texture of every syllable of this voice. Although it was very immature, it was very firm.
"Huahua, it seems that you are wrong this time... I may not be able to go back." Natasha looked at the face of the undead so close at hand and closed her eyes quietly, waiting for the moment of the end...
Natasha closed her eyes for a long time, but she found that she didn't seem to feel anything.
Isn't death painful? It seems that what is recorded in the book is not correct. Death is actually very peaceful and calm, and there is even a man whispering in the ear.
Man? Whisper? A question suddenly flashed in Natasha's mind, how is it possible? Even if she becomes a soul, it is impossible for a man to appear here?!
She opened her eyes suddenly, and what was revealed in front of her was not the terrifying and ferocious face of the undead, but a tall and vague figure.
The white light of lightning outlines the silhouette of this figure.
Solid, tough, handsome, and full of... security.
Natasha stared blankly at the person in front of her, the man. A trace of astonishment flashed in her eyes, why would a man appear here? Hasn't the man's soul been cleaned?
No! This man is not a soul. He has the blood of a living person, and the blood is very strong!
Natasha seemed to react. She suddenly turned her head and looked around. All the undead that had been surrounding her had disappeared.
Was she rescued? By this man who came from nowhere?
"Tsk, there are still too few undead souls to condense a single white light bullet." A clear and pleasant voice came to Natasha's ears.
Too few undead? White light bullets? What are these?
Although she vaguely saw a white light entering something in the man's hand, she did not connect the two together at this time.
Natasha hesitated for a moment and then said: "Who are you and why do you appear here..."
Halfway through speaking, Natasha suddenly realized something: "You are an outsider and you actually broke into Castle Black?!"
Angel frowned. He had just saved this "person". He didn't even thank him, but he was questioned instead.
At this time, Sanders also strolled up from behind, and a low voice came over: "She is from Castle Black, um, or a mechanical puppet?"
"It's a modified cyborg. Most of the body parts have been replaced, but the soul should still be the original one." Angel replied, "As for whether she is from Castle Black, judging by her tone, she should be right."
After Angel answered Sanders's words, he looked at the very miserable cyborg: "We didn't trespass, but walked in openly. I thought that as soon as we stepped into the confines of Castle Black, we would be
You found that it was easier to negotiate when the time came, but you didn’t expect that not only would no one contact us, but you would also have to wait for us to come to rescue you.”
Natasha was silent for a moment. Instead of struggling with Angel's sophistry, Natasha asked: "Who are you? What are you doing in Castle Black at this time?"
Angel heard the warning in Natasha's tone: "We are not interested in what happens in Castle Black. We are here just to find someone."
"Find someone?"
Angel: "Yes, I wonder if Lady Greia is in Castle Black?"
Greya Natasha raised her head in confusion, "What are you looking for her for?"
Angel was waiting to answer, but Sanders came over at this moment: "I don't want to talk nonsense, take us to see Greya, or in other words, I will get information directly from your mind."
Sanders' tone was cold and natural, but the words he said made Natasha shiver.
She raised her head to look at Sanders, and just as she raised her head, the electric light flashed, and the moment went white, allowing her to clearly see Sanders' true face.
Her pupils shrank suddenly.
"You...you are the Phantom Master Sanders?" After Natasha finished speaking, she saw Sanders raise her eyebrows. She then realized that she was calling him by his first name, and quickly said: "Your Majesty the Phantom Demon, I
I didn’t know it was you coming.”
"Stop talking nonsense." Sanders' tone was cold and impatient.
Natasha's thoughts changed. Sanders came to Castle Black. Not to mention meeting Greya, even the queen would come to meet her in person. Thinking of this, she immediately nodded: "Okay, I will take you to meet her now."
Lady Greia."
Natasha turned around and walked away, but as soon as she took a step, her body fell to one side and she fell to the ground.
She obviously forgot that most of the parts on her body were scrapped.
"I can't seem to move." Natasha said in a low voice with a hint of embarrassment on her face: "How about I tell you the location of the node and you can go there by yourself?"
Angel wanted to go there by himself, but since he had already met him and he was from Castle Black, he had no choice but to take him there.
He squatted down, inspected the scrapped parts on Natasha's body, and whispered: "It is unrealistic to repair it perfectly in a short time. However, it won't take much effort to restore your mobility.