Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 656 The Magic Armor is Implemented (Part 2)

In the spacious and bright laboratory hall, four outstanding recruits stood naked on vertical workbenches, while a group of lab technicians busily applied a translucent gel-like ointment to their heads, chests, and backs.

"It might feel a little cold, but don't worry, this is to isolate the pain and relieve the discomfort that will occur when the energy tubes are connected to your body later..."

While calming Cyk down, the experiment supervisor reached out and pulled over the mechanical arm, precisely fastening a prosthetic component that closely resembled the streamlined shape of a human spine onto his back.

The sharp, stinging pain immediately made Cyke's nerves tense, but he still tried his best to relax the stiff muscles in his back as his supervisor instructed.

The two tightly fitting breastplate plates snapped together, and the gel ointment, which had just felt cool to the touch, seemed to melt rapidly, silently seeping into the pores of his entire body, transforming into a thin, protective film beneath his skin.

The supervisor glanced at the energy reactor on the control panel and coldly reminded, "The mind center has been successfully docked. Next, we will proceed with the installation of the individual components."

The massive mechanical arm lowered again, and the disassembled armor pieces were systematically assembled, gradually enveloping Cyk's naked body until the very last step... A heavy, full-coverage steel helmet was slowly placed on Cyk's head by the alchemical beast's hoisting and transport.

The metal buckles located at the neck, waist, and hand and leg joints automatically engage, producing a crisp snapping sound.

"Demonized armor fully equipped, main mental network connection successful, requesting activation of soul fusion!"

Two or three seconds later, Harvey's calm, deep voice came through the alchemy communicator: "Begin fusion!"

As if his entire body were encased in an "iron coffin," Cyke felt a chill run down his spine and straight to his head. What made his scalp tingle even more was that something strange seemed to be at the back of his head, constantly trying to squeeze into his fragile brain through the hard skull.

Some vague but strangely unfamiliar fragments of memory kept flashing back. Although Sek couldn't make out the specific content, there was no doubt that it was not his own experience.

This feeling of being invaded and squeezed made him instinctively feel repulsed and disgusted. He immediately forced himself to stay focused and began to fight against the "strange thing" that kept lingering at the back of his head.

In a daze, I could almost hear His Majesty's gentle voice again: "Don't worry, there's no danger. You just need to lower your guard and cooperate with the experiment..."

His Majesty would never treat the lives and safety of his loyal soldiers as a joke...

Relax! Stay focused! Let your guard down!
call--

He let out a long sigh of relief, completely relaxing his tense mind, opening up his mental defenses from the inside out, and accepting the spiritual entity that had been "watching him" for so long into his own body.

……

The indicator lights on the energy reactor flashed rapidly and continuously for a while, eventually gradually decreasing in frequency until the lights remained on.

The supervisor and the lab technicians present all breathed a sigh of relief, turned to the huge one-way glass observation window on the wall, and gave a thumbs-up to signify the success of the test.

"Recruit Sek! Can you hear my command? Please respond..."

The tearing sensation brought about by the fusion of souls and the synchronization of thoughts was gradually fading, replaced by a primal, surging power filling his entire body—Sek even had an unrealistic illusion that he could easily defeat the instructor who had been grafted with two alchemical prosthetics, even with just one hand.

The thin, frail lab technicians standing before him were easily dealt with, each one a punch. "Recruit Cyk! Answer my questions immediately!"

Damn it, could something really go wrong? The soul that merged with him was clearly just a weak Ice-Eyed Beetle... There shouldn't be a situation where the main body is being devoured in reverse. This guy can even suppress the Bloodclaw Bear!

Just as the supervisor was about to make a decisive decision and immediately activate the defensive alchemical beasts guarding the experimental hall, Cyk finally came to his senses and, through his heavy armored helmet, replied in a muffled voice, "Reporting, sir! I can hear your commands!"

As he spoke, he subconsciously raised his right hand, habitually clenching his fist and bowing to his chest.

Unexpectedly, the body, which was originally tightly wrapped and bound by the "iron coffin", began to move naturally under his control. Several straps that had not yet been loosened snapped, almost pulling down the vertical control panel that was firmly welded to the ground.

"Stop! Cease all movement! I do not permit you to take any action without further instructions!"

Sek quickly withdrew his hand, and in his panic, his elbow slammed back with another loud bang, leaving a terrifying dent in the workbench forged from refined steel and magical minerals.

"I'm...I'm sorry, sir, I..."

His Majesty's gentle voice sounded above him again, "How are you feeling now? Is there anything wrong?"

Seke froze, too afraid to move, unsure where His Majesty was observing the situation in the laboratory. He could only stare straight ahead and shout into the air, "Your Majesty! I feel great! Uh... excellent! Even outside of this dream illusion, I could easily defeat an adult Bloodclaw Bear!"

After a light chuckle filled with pleasure, the emperor's voice came again, "What an overly energetic young man. Alright... don't waste any more time. Although there is no rejection reaction, the necessary examinations must be completed."

The supervisor quickly responded, holding a magic stone flashlight, and climbed up the low ladder to stand in front of Sek at eye level... Only then did Sek realize that after equipping himself with this magical armor, he was now twice the height of the supervisor, probably close to three meters tall...

The crystal visor at the front of the helmet, meant to protect his eyes, was opened from the outside, and a blinding white light swept back and forth across Seker's eyes, causing him to squint... He didn't realize that his pupils had shrunk to a thin slit, making them look more like the eyes of an insect.

"As expected, fusing soldiers with weak souls with demonic insects is almost impossible to fail... especially since they have already undergone a lot of mental training to fight against powerful magical beasts."

The supervisor nodded with satisfaction and climbed down the short ladder.

"Now... try moving your feet, don't take big steps... Yes! That's it, walk steadily!"

The heavy, demonic armor made every step that Cyk took echo clearly throughout the vast laboratory, even causing the floor to tremble slightly.

He carefully turned his head slightly and noticed that the three of them, including Baler, had also just passed the test... Only then could he clearly see how massive and imposing the demonized armor fitted on their bodies was.

Standing nearly three meters tall, its thick armor gleamed with the silvery-gray luster of fine steel. The vital areas on its chest and back were even covered inside and out with multiple layers of armor plates engraved with strange inscriptions. Those inscriptions even changed their strange colors slowly in sync with the breathing of the four of them.

The rounded helmet has a deep red crystal visor embedded in the front, which is used to facilitate the soldier's visual observation. The shoulder, elbow and knee joints are slightly raised with sharp angles. This design is obviously designed to facilitate close combat, allowing the soldier to use any part of the body at will to launch a surprise close-range attack on the enemy.

Compared to the imposing knights of the Judgment Army he had seen in the past, Sek felt that he was now the only one worthy of being called a true knight!
Created by His Majesty himself... an extraordinary knight forged from steel and magic!
(End of this chapter)