quicksilver blood

Chapter 567 The Land Abandoned by God
The skin on the professor's body turned into gray-white streams of data and swelled, but what was left was not flesh and fat, but creaking and rotating gears.

Along with the pumping of the gears, the silver blood flows like a waterwheel in the mechanical human body.

The smooth metals are connected to each other to form a strange structure.The runes etched on the back flowed with gray-white halos, and the strange machinery in the heart was humming and running.

He doesn't have any internal organs.In other words, the flesh and blood in his body has been completely replaced by machinery, not even a skeleton, the structure of the machinery is weird yet inexplicably elegant.

"This is--"

An Ruosi's pupils shrank for a moment.

It never occurred to him that the professor was not human.

"No, I'm human."

As if hearing An Ruosi's heartfelt voice, the professor's mechanical face slid, revealing an expression that seemed to be a smile.But without the beautification and packaging of the skin, An Ruosi could only see the mechanical blocks on his face sliding and twisting, which was disgusting.

Looking at An Ruosi, the professor did not attack, but paused and reiterated again: "I am not an undead, nor a machine—I am a human being."

"From the beginning to the end - I am human."

"Even as an elf, the body has limits. At first, the nerves became dull, and I began to use metal built-in instruments and runes to speed up the body's response; then the internal organs and bones began to age, and I designed a mechanical drive to The circulation system of the excellent structure of the runes; after that, the skin also began to age and lose its elasticity, so I replaced it with artificial fake skin."

Having said that, he stretched out his slender mechanical arm and pointed to his head: "By the way, although it looks empty...in fact, I haven't replaced my brain."

"I took out my own brain and stored it in an absolutely safe place. I used a special remote control device to connect my perception and operate it. In order to prevent the brain from decaying, I cultivated a giant brain that is several people tall—the whole is in the A half-flesh device cultivated on a mithril substrate."

The professor smiled, and proudly said in his sharp voice with triple echo: "In fact, only such a device can withstand the computing power of thousands or even tens of thousands of people."

"In order to enhance my combat effectiveness, I set up barriers in some relatively well-protected places... It's a pity that your [Destroy Barrier] countered it, otherwise you won't realize that you never attacked me until you die. of."

The professor's voice became louder and louder, and his body began to expand slowly.An Ruosi reacted when the professor said the second sentence, and used continuous thunder, fire and laser to strike continuously, but without exception, they were all slowed down by the enchantment around the professor, and then analyzed and rejected lost their existence.

An Ruosi couldn't help feeling a trace of despair in his heart.

Can I really kill such a monster?
No... Or, can I survive its attack?

No matter how you think about it, it's impossible.

To challenge the Highest Spire with a mere Temple of Truth... Has he really become arrogant?

However, while An Ruosi was hesitating, the professor had completely transformed into a terrifying monster.

In a few seconds, the domed cathedral was completely analyzed by him, turning into a gray-white data stream and disintegrating. The data stream that almost melted everything began to cover the ground, and returned some to nothing.

Only the statues of Roland and the Three Saints have no data stream coverage.

But at this moment, An Ruosi noticed that when the data streams spreading rapidly like snakes and ants tried to touch his body, the gray-purple electric light that shot out from his body could easily smash them into pieces.

This discovery made An Ruosi immediately lift up his spirits.

As long as he can indeed cause damage, he may block the professor——

But this illusion lasted only for a moment.

When he saw the terrifying monster rising from the professor, he immediately realized that his own fate could not be changed.

It was a monster similar to the dim yellow prayer behind Roland——

Completely composed of off-white data streams, it is a gigantic monster curled up like a baby, faintly flickering with colorful lights.

Different from the phantom behind Roland, the professor's phantom emerged from his upper body.If you don't look carefully, you may even think that it is a strange person whose brain has expanded hundreds of times, but the body and legs are still the original size.

"Secret Keeper - graeio345 -"

As the professor's form changed, his voice became more and more distorted and rough, and it began to look like a poorly modulated electronic synthesized voice instead of a human voice, and there were a lot of unidentifiable noises in it.

The raging gray madness spread out from him as the center, and two groups of gray-white halos shining with rich luster like nebula stared at An Ruosi with almost no dead ends.

dong dong!

When he was watched by that gaze, An Ruosi's heart trembled violently, and his body floated soundlessly.

Subconsciously, he aroused the defensive enchantment.However, the chaotic thoughts rushing out from the depths of his mind instantly interrupted his witchcraft.

At this moment, a faint yellow luster gradually diffused from the professor's silver-gray pupils like nebula.

——No, worse!

However, it was too late when An Ruosi realized this.

The next moment, the howling gray wind completely submerged him.

"You mean, a gray storm?"

Roland frowned in confusion: "Is it inside Elkart?"

Kris nodded with a wry smile: "That's right. The gray storm that appeared inexplicably divided Elkart into many areas... I guess that some ancient underground facility was leaked."

As she said that, she looked at Roland's face, and then continued: "The gray storm cannot be dispelled by pumping or burning, because I don't know what the gray storm is, and the undead of other factions refuse to pass through the barrier of the storm." Come here for a meeting."

"Because of the barrier of the storm?"

Roland sneered: "Don't be kidding, they just don't want to come. As undead, how can they be afraid of death? Even if they forget the glory of the past, they won't forget that they are actually cursed undead. "

Chris sighed: "I know too, but..."

"No but."

Roland shook his head and stood up holding the scepter.

"If they don't come, we will go," the silver-gray thorn lines on Roland's forehead slowly shone, "Elcarter must be unified."

Even so... In fact, in Roland's heart, he has always felt a little uneasy.

When he entered Elcate, Roland immediately discovered something very important.

The so-called Ercate, the land abandoned by the gods, probably does not refer to those false gods...

After entering the closed hood of Elcarter, Roland found that his connection with the three saints immediately became extremely weak. If there was nothing, the system panel could not be opened, and even the voice of the most closely related long-sleeping tutor could be heard. Less than.If it weren't for the scepter that connects him to his mentor, it would be extremely difficult for him to even use his mentor's magic.

but why?
Why would the saint be cut off from this land?Why hasn't the undead revived the belief in the saint until now?Why did the gods no longer pay attention to this land, but let the people think that this place is just a legend?
What exactly are they going to bury?What is buried in this land?
Now Roland can't hear the mentor's voice, and the effect of the mentor's magic has been reduced by more than half.The only good news is that his followers can still fully support him.

In other words, now Roland can only rely on himself.

It can be said that this is the first time he has acted entirely on his own strength since he came to this world.

(End of this chapter)