quicksilver blood

Chapter 577 The Gods Never Cry
"Perhaps you are right, Roland."

The man who lost his head said so softly, and the voice sounded in Roland's heart: "Maybe you are right..."

"But I can't feel anything anymore."

He sighed hesitantly.

It was already too late - he decisively sentenced himself to death.

The sage named Victor died thousands of years ago.What survived was just a robot with Victor's memory and an action strategy set by him.

From the very beginning, when Roland first met him, the professor's eyes only had a metallic gleam.

It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul, but from the beginning, the professor has no so-called "eyes".

What constituted his eyes were only four [-]mm mithril sheets and the detachable crystal discs that formed the multi-functional magic circle.

Obviously, from the very beginning, he knew that he was just a tool, but the professor had to deceive himself, believing that "the self named Victor was transformed into a cyborg only because he didn't have enough time as a human being."

The sentence itself is not bad.But the problem is, this happened 1000 years ago.

"Why is this... I'm supposed to be human... why am I not human?"

Such sad words sounded in Roland's heart: "I have all the abilities of a human being, and I can do all the things that a human being can do. But why can't I become a human being?"

"Yeah, I remembered... My memory is Victor's, my connected brain was cultivated with Victor's brain, I didn't have any internal organs, flesh and blood from the beginning... I just realized This thing. I just realized, I've never been human."

"Roland, if you are a great savior, please answer this little question for me. Obviously I can do all the things that humans in this world can do, and I can completely become a new race by myself... But I just I just want to be human."

"Can only those who have flesh and blood that ages easily, internal organs that are prone to disease, have a lifespan of only a few decades or hundreds of years, are easily impulsive, emotionally fragile, and have souls that are easily infected, can they be called human beings?"

asked the professor.

However, even though he was so sad and angry, there was still no emotion in the professor's words, as calm as reciting the parameters of some kind of parts.His headless body stood there like a corpse, like a suit of empty armor, without trembling at all.

Roland sighed deeply.

"Nothing else...Professor. I just want to ask you one thing."

He looked at the man who had lost his head with pity, and his face, which was as beautiful as a god, was full of sadness: "Professor...can you cry?"

"……what?"

Even as a professor, he didn't expect that Roland would ask him this question.

"Humans can cry. They will use tears to vent their emotions, sadness, touch, joy... Writers will use crying to add 'heart' to the characters in their works, and painters will use crying moments as a cohesion point for some kind of emotional sublimation... No , not only humans. Animals cry too. Even livestock occasionally shed tears before being slaughtered."

"I feel your sorrow, Professor. But, can you cry? Can you express your sorrow?"

Roland asked quietly.

For a moment, the headless man was silent.No more words.

Of course he knew that he couldn't cry.

It has nothing to do with whether you have a head or not.Even if he had a head, even if he wanted to cry, he couldn't.

This is not because he is strong enough, nor is his mind cold and deformed, nor is he unable to cry - all of this is simply because at the very beginning, the "professor" did not add This function.

Because the "Professor" in Victor's conception, the soul mentor of the new generation of mankind, is a human form designed by the savior, there is no need for him to be too similar to humans.

As long as it is similar to humans in appearance, it is enough.The more similar it is to human beings, the more disgusting and fearful it will be.

What's more, why does the savior who saves mankind need to cry?It's just a tool, why do you need to cry?

Victor never imagined that one day a certain tool would start to reflect on why he didn't become a human.

"From the very beginning, your positioning was wrong...Professor."

Roland reached out and put his hand on the professor's broken neck.The thick sacred fire in his eyes became more and more intense.

"You shouldn't exist as a human...you should be a god. Have you ever seen saints cry? No. That's it."

"In other words... it wasn't 'Professor' who was wrong, but 'Victor'. He was obviously dead, and he had already arranged his funeral, but when he was extracted as a memory bank, he Still can't help but live."

Roland spoke softly, his voice became gentler, but the movements in his hands became more and more violent.

He reached out and tore open the professor's artificial skin, pulled off the flow-restricting valve, turned off the simulation mechanism, and took apart the protective plate on the chest to reveal the internal structure, which was full of gears, metal, and silver-white fluid.

Even though a considerable proportion of Orm's blood was mixed, Roland still recognized the silver-white liquid body immediately.

—That's mercury.The metal that symbolizes rest.

"Ominous bird! You need mercury as your blood and thorns as your crown, so you can't be entangled."

Roland read softly, and suddenly showed a beautiful smile: "Look - the mentor of Eternal Sleep has also recognized your talent. She took pity on your talent and opened up doors for you; when you went astray, she also stood up for you. You warned, issued a commandment... But in the end, she still respected your choice. Because she is just a mentor, not a king, not a tyrant."

As Roland said, he went deep into the professor's interior and grabbed a gear that was constantly rotating at high speed.

His hand was torn almost immediately, and silver white blood spilled from the palm, mixing with the professor's blood.

"Victor...you are already an undead from the old age."

Roland lamented, "You should rest in peace."

"I will bear your karma, and I will follow your route. If you agree with this principle... transplant the 'professor' to me."

Roland calmly spoke unbelievable words.

He smiled slightly, two flames dancing in his eyes that were completely burned by the flames, but his body full of cracks showed an indescribable beauty.

"...Don't you want to be a human, Roland?"

Victor was stunned for a moment, then suddenly became furious: "You told me so much before, but now you abandon your human identity in front of me?"

"Do you know how much I long to be human? Are you going to trample on my only wish?"

"If that's the case, I have to do it."

Roland closed his eyes gently, with deep and sunken eye sockets.

The pure white flames on his body had already begun to weaken, the crystal crown on his head gradually stopped shining, and the cracks on his body began to appear again.

"Because I want to save the world. If humans can't do this..."

Roland opened his eyes suddenly, and the right hand that had penetrated into the professor's chest suddenly moved forward, and the flesh and blood were constantly rubbed and unscrewed by the rotating gears.

"——Then I will stop being a human being, Professor!"

The next moment, as Roland's mercury blood poured into Victor's body, Roland's blood began to in turn manipulate the professor's blood into his severed arm.

The knowledge, wisdom and talents belonging to Victor, as well as all the history of 800 years began to appear in Roland's mind.The blood from the professor was immediately evaporated into silvery white steam after reaching Roland's body, repairing Roland's broken body and making up for Roland's soul that was burned to less than half.

Roland clearly belonged to his own vitality, and his memory was plundered by Roland, but Victor did not respond.It's like pretending your machine is down.

It seemed to be just a small stream of water, but after Roland started to squeeze it, more than several tons flowed out.After nearly a quarter of an hour, the amount of mercury gradually decreased and disappeared.

Then, a large number of cracks appeared on the headless man's body, shattering and disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's really... Roland, the meaning of your life seems to be denying my existence."

Finally, when it was almost completely shattered, Victor said in Roland's heart with a very slight voice.

"Nothing, Victor."

Roland just shook his head: "I respect you like a mentor, Victor."

"So, can I rest?"

"Go to rest, Victor. Don't forget to pray before you go to bed."

Like a purest priest, Roland said gently.

"That's it..." Victor sighed contentedly, his voice gradually became weaker, and finally disappeared completely.

Roland quietly watched Victor's mechanical body gradually shatter and disappear completely, then turned his head and walked towards the south.

"Elucardo, do you think I'm doing the right thing?"

After walking for a while, Roland asked in a low voice.

"You are quite right, Emperor."

Behind Roland, the upper body of a beautiful girl with black hair emerged from Roland's shadow, and she bowed respectfully to Roland: "It's better to die for the emperor than to live by myself."

"Then, Elcardo."

Roland asked softly: "Are you going back to command the undead for me, or are you going to sit on the throne of the abyss with me and never return to this world? Since you have been with me for so long, I will give you a chance to choose. .”

"My life is always connected with you."

Elcardo replied without hesitation: "I am... your monster."

"That's it," Roland said dumbly, "then you can go to hell with me."

"Honored."

Elcardo showed a beautiful smile.

(End of this chapter)