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Chapter 252 Life Box
At the garbage dump in the east of the city, the battle between the two extraordinary people has come to an end.

The muddy surface was soaked with red, green, and yellow blood, and the broken limbs and remains of various biochemical creations covered the garbage mountain, like purgatory.

Among the biochemical creations, there are also many elite arms such as refining demons, bone demons, and war demons.

He holds a heavy battle axe and a giant hammer in his hands, carries an anti-tank rocket launcher on his shoulder, and is covered in thick metal armor infused with black magic.

This armor is immune to rifle bullets and can even refract, deflect and weaken tank shells.

Such a demon army, even on a modern battlefield, is enough to change the outcome of a local battle.
But here, their end all leads to death.

"Hiss."

Frankenstein lay in the garbage, coughing up blood every time he breathed. His body was covered with deep sword scars, and his stomach was cut open, revealing his elastic internal organs.

Gou Chen put one foot on Frankenstein's leg, leaned forward, looked down at him, observed the muscles twitching on the latter's face, and said calmly: "How many times do I have to kill you before you are willing to die in peace."

"ho"

Frankenstein didn't know whether he was breathing or mocking Gou Chen. He just stared at the young man in front of him, and the corners of his cut mouth tried to rise, forming a slight arc.

"boring."

Gou Chen held the dagger in his backhand and thrust it straight into Frankenstein's eye socket. He twisted it and crushed the eyeball along with the brain underneath.

Frankenstein fell silent. After a few seconds, his destroyed brain gradually recovered and his eyeballs grew back.

This ability is called "Phylophant". Only powerful spellcasters who have mastered a lot of knowledge of mysticism and necromancy know how to make a phylactery.

They will completely separate their souls from their bodies and store them in a phylactery, thus becoming a lich - the phylactery can be any object, a brick, a doll, or a pen.

As long as the life box is not destroyed, the lich will be immortal and can be resurrected immediately even if killed.

"The prerequisite for becoming a lich is to have a soul strong enough to withstand the damage caused by peeling. Players must be at least Lv30, with both intelligence and perception attributes above points to meet the requirements.

A dark wizard of Voldemort's level, who used the phylactery to complete his resurrection, had to give up his hair and nose. You are far from qualified."

Gou Chen narrowed his eyes and said, "Moreover, a normal lich will appear around the life box every time it is resurrected, but you resurrected on the spot. This is also abnormal.

You must have used some kind of prop of great cost to forcibly extend your life.

Let me guess, is it cutting off part of the soul, permanently changing the personality, or sacrificing a blood relative? It's really, pathetic."

As he spoke, Gou Chen killed Frankenstein again, cut off his entire head and chopped it into paste.

Frankenstein's head regenerated slowly but quickly. He weakly grinned, "At least, I'm still me. Not a wandering ghost that came from nowhere."

"court death!"

Gou Chen's face suddenly changed. He rotated the hilt of the sword, and the sword energy burst out, cutting Frankenstein into pieces.

This purely physical attack certainly couldn't kill the lich. Frankenstein was reborn again, and the sword still pierced his chest, still mocking.

"You should feel happy that your brother is now a high-ranking official in the Global Occult Alliance and can use public resources for personal gain to revive you. Oh, not revive you, but take over your body." Six years ago, Gou Chen, who had just entered high school in the real world, had a car accident while racing while studying abroad. His body was severely damaged and could not be treated.

Since his family was a tycoon with great wealth, they spent a huge amount of money and used the most advanced human cryonics technology at the time to keep him frozen, hoping that he could be thawed and treated through advanced medical technology in the future.

Until the killing field came, Gou Chen's brother became a player and GOC executive, and got some life potion to feed Gou Chen to drink.

The problem is that the freezing technology at that time was not perfect at all, and the original soul of Gou Chen had already dissipated.

After more than three years of attempts, Gou Chen's brother, who had become a Level 30 transcendent, thought of many ways and finally chose to cut out a small piece of his parents' souls, combined with Gou Chen's video footage from childhood, the memories of people around him, and a soul he got from somewhere.
He "fabricated" a Gou Chen out of thin air and stuffed it into the lifeless body to complete the restart.

This kind of resurrection can be said to be extremely awesome, daring to think and do, and cheating the god of death.
It can also be said to be deceiving oneself for the sake of peace of mind.

The Demon Scientists' Alliance's expertise happens to include soul technology. As a member of the guild, Frankenstein knows exactly how his brother Gou Chen did it.
He immediately sneered, "Do you really think that with the qualifications of a rich second-generation high school dropout who only knows how to drive fast and hang out in bars, you can have a combat talent far beyond that of an ordinary person? And that you can level up so quickly in the battlefield?
Don't be stupid, idiot. I used the soul of a strong man that I snatched from the script world, broke it into pieces and stuffed it into this body.

The only original part of you is your skill with the sword."

When Gou Chen heard this, his veins throbbed with anger, and the energy escaping from his body stirred up gusts of wind, creating ripples in the pool of blood.

buzz-

The roar of aircraft engines came from far away, and several G81 Condor gunships from the "Halo" game flew towards the garbage dump.

These gunboats have a sci-fi feel, equipped with non-linear cannons and a lightweight small magnetic accelerator cannon.

The searchlight under the Condor gunboat locked onto Gou Chen and Frankenstein in the garbage dump.
"This is the Toy City Terrorist Squad. Everyone below, put down your weapons immediately! Raise your hands and surrender!"

Following the loud shouting from the onboard radio, the rear hatch of the gunship slowly opened, and a group of fully armed Warhammer 40K Space Marines jumped out from it.

Unlike the relatively cheerful and lighthearted "Star Wars", "Warhammer 40K", which is also a sci-fi IP, pursues grim dark (serious darkness).

Every Space Marine has to undergo a series of transformation surgeries starting at the age of 12, such as a second right heart, bone reinforcement, muscle reinforcement, pre-placed stomach, visual control organs, pebble kidneys, and all kinds of technological and ruthless work.

If the subjects can survive all the transformation surgeries by chance, when they jump off the assembly line, they will all become super strong men who are more than two meters tall, weigh more than 300 kilograms, and have muscular bodies.

Even these Space Marines are just toy versions from Toy City (not even painted, all original white models), and their data has been weakened.

But with their grey ceramic power armor, bolt guns and superb tactical skills, they are much stronger than Frankenstein's miscellaneous biochemically modified troops.

"lay down your weapon!"

The leading grey Space Marine roared angrily, but his helmeted subordinates were all eager to move, as if expecting Gou Chen to pick up the sword again so that they could open fire freely and crush the two terrorists who were killing each other.

Gou Chen looked around, then looked down at Frankenstein and said calmly, "I will find your lich's phylactery. I will not destroy it, but will exile it and you to a different dimension where time flows very slowly, leaving you in eternal death and annihilation of consciousness."

After saying that, he flipped his hand, took out a teleportation gold coin from the backpack, crushed it, and disappeared into thin air.

The Space Marines rushed forward. Frankenstein, who was lying on the garbage mountain and had no way to escape after exhausting his spiritual power, raised his hands and said, "I surrender! I think your toy city will treat prisoners well, right?"

(End of this chapter)