A foreigner's journey

It was as if there was another self watching me indifferently from the bottom of my heart.

Cruel, violent, and arrogant, his aloof attitude overlooked everything he encountered. No one is stronger than yourself, no one is better than yourself, and everyone else is scum!

Foreigner? It's just a boring game!

Why play such boring games with these imaginary things?

You were born a devil, don't let hypocritical humanity constrain your innate power.

Destroy everything!

Destroy everything!

Conquer everything!

In the storage room of the Spirit Tree Hall, strands of black mist spilled out from the gaps in the berserker's armor. This armor with life was changing its shape violently. The elbows and fingers became sharp and ferocious, the shoulder armor expanded and stretched toward the lower and rear parts, the spine protruded and spikes appeared. There was scarlet light flowing in the gaps in the armor, and the surface of the breastplate Slits resembling eyes appeared, and the black cloak behind him was struggling and squirming as if alive, trying to transform into a bat-winged posture.

The head armor of this berserker armor was even more violently twisted, gradually turning into a terrifying battle helmet with densely packed sharp metal fangs, four scarlet eye slits, and two sharp blade-like slits. Huge horn protrusions extend forward from the forehead on both sides, almost covering the entire front of the helmet.

The creaking sound of metal twisting and changing was chilling to the bottom of my heart.

Even without turning on their spiritual vision, Flora and the Skeleton Knight could already feel the infinite pressure exuded by Heather wearing the berserker armor, which was a level of spiritual power that far exceeded the limit of their imagination.

If Heather becomes possessed here, Heather alone can destroy the surrounding countries without the hand of God. The Skeleton Knight has already put his hand on the hilt of the water-calling sword at his waist. If the situation continues to deteriorate, he is ready to summon the true form of the water-calling sword to directly chop the Berserker's armor into pieces.

But Rong Qishi showed an indifferent smile: "Don't worry, it's over."

The bonfire in the dark realm of the heart is about to extinguish, and a huge figure rises from the ground against the scarlet embers, covering the sky. He looked down at the little Heather in front of the campfire and roared with a deafening voice.

I am the invincible devil, the ruler of thousands of worlds, give me your body! I come……

"It's so noisy."

In the boundless darkness, Heather took out her ears and grinned:

"I am who I am. My surname is Hai and my name is Se. I am a pure human with a household registration certificate. I am not a demon. There must be a limit to being a middle school student."

Bang!

The bonfire behind him suddenly burned violently, and the flames soared into the sky, constantly annihilating the boundless darkness. The huge black shadow also made a muffled sound and stretched out his hand to block it in front of him. The figure that was growing and expanding began to Zoom out.

Every time the bonfire light explodes into sparks all over the sky like a beating heart, it briefly illuminates the dark wilderness.

I saw all kinds of weapons stuck upside down on the ground of this wilderness. Among these black shadows were thin women, huge wolves, and heavily armed knights... These weapons were either people or animals silent, but they were just Standing there had given Heather great strength.

The power called [Concept] filled Heather's body, turning into chains to bind the black shadow in front of her. The black shadow let out a miserable roar, struggling hard but unable to break free from the chains, and its size was shrinking rapidly.

"Just tell me who is the master and who is the mount."

Heather's voice echoed throughout the dark wilderness, and her strong hands suddenly reached out to strangle the black figure's neck and pulled him in front of her, smiling:

"Welcome to the [Mythical Weapon Catalog], let's get along well, shall we?"

In the storage room of the Spirit Tree Hall, the berserker armor that was roaring suddenly became motionless. Immediately afterwards, extremely violent fire pillars of thought energy rose into the sky, and the illusory fire light continued to wash away every part of the Berserker's armor.

"Such a strong spiritual power! This person's life force is shaking the narrow space of the Spirit Tree Pavilion... No, if this continues, he will set off the [Netherworld Roar]!"

Flora closed her eyes tightly, placed her index fingers on her forehead and chest, and the magic power surged out of her body. Just like rewinding a video tape, her face rapidly transformed from old to young and beautiful, and the magic lingering on her body became stronger and stronger.

The little girl Shirji, who was carefully holding a basket of radishes outside the house in an attempt to please the skeletal armored war horse, was frightened and suddenly turned her head to look towards the underground direction of the Spirit Tree Pavilion:

"master!?"

Before she could react, she discovered that a huge magic array was expanding from the Spirit Tree Pavilion to the surrounding green grassland. The plane was transformed into a three-dimensional one, and a huge amount of magic energy poured out to form a three-dimensional magic array.

Heather used her telekinesis ability [Mythical Weapon Catalog] to recast the berserker armor, but the witch Flora used the King of Four Circles to cover up the vision she had to recast the berserker armor to ensure that the narrow place where the Spirit Tree Hall is located would not be destroyed. 【Netherworld Roar】impact. Otherwise, the Hand of God and even the God of the Abyss are likely to notice the existence here, and in that case, the Spirit Tree Pavilion will be in danger.

In the safekeeping room, the witch Flora has returned to her youthful beauty. She closes her eyes and opens her arms. The magic power is cycled through the magic circle with the properties of the four elements [wind], [earth], [fire], and [water]. After a while, the skeleton knight stood quietly not far from Flora with his hand on the hilt of the sword on his waist, in a guarding state.

Not long after, the illusory fire gradually faded away, and the recasting was about to be completed.

At this time, the berserker armor has completely changed from the demon-like appearance before. The current berserker armor is more form-fitting and streamlined overall. The arms appear a bit long due to the slightly convex shoulder armor and the sharpened fingers. The spikes on the spine of the back have all been retracted, leaving only a row of slightly convex diamond-shaped parts. The combat boots have a pointed toe and the heels are higher than leather shoes. The black cloak behind him is as erratic as black mist, but if you look carefully you can still see its entity.

Every piece of the armor is the color of dark glass like obsidian, but its texture is solid solid metal. The top of the breastplate has a whole circle that protrudes upwards like a vertical collar.

The forehead of the helmet is an integral black metal shield, with sharp blade-like protrusions extending from the ears to the front on both sides. The shape of the horns is similar to the horns of Ichigo in Bleach.

Under the forehead cover, a little bit of facial armor is slightly exposed in the gap between the vertical collar, and two long and narrow holes represent the position of the eyes.

Buzz—! The slits of his eyes suddenly flashed with red light, changing into two scarlet light spots in the pupils.

Deep in Heather's mind, the telekinesis ability [Catalog of Mythical Weapons] has opened a new page——

New category [Armor] updated,

[Heavy Armor·Berserker Armor] Log in!

PS: The style of the violent berserker armor slightly refers to the DIS Black Angel in "Super Robot Wars". The normalized ones refer to the blade horns of Gyuto Ichigo.

PS: If Heather really wants to rebuild an aircraft, which one do you think is better? I really want to write about a world of machine combat, but my writing skills can’t keep up...