Collapse Iron Cosplay Battle Damaged Star Spinal Cut - Everyone Cries to Death

The air in the mechanical settlement was as cold as iron.

"Mr. Schwarz!"

Clara ran forward barefoot, her red clothes standing out starkly against the scrap metal scattered on the ground.

"Is it really impossible to talk?"

"Everyone in the large mining area... is going to starve..."

The massive mech remained completely unmoved.

"Calculation complete."

The voice was cold and electronic, without any inflection.

"reject."

"The variables are uncontrollable. In order to preserve the continuity of the underlying system, forced eviction must be carried out."

"Sizzle—"

Schwarz raised the robotic arm.

Behind him, more than a dozen Automaton Wolf and Beetle robots simultaneously lit up their red lights.

The engine roared.

"So there's nothing to discuss?"

Seele brandished her scythe, her eyes blazing with murderous intent.

"Then I'll tear you apart and find my own way!"

……

The atmosphere instantly exploded.

"Everyone be careful!"

Dan Heng immediately stood at the front of the group, spear in hand.

"March, watch out for the stars!"

"This time, we absolutely cannot let her..."

however.

Danheng hadn't finished speaking.

Xing, who was standing at the very back of the line and was picking her teeth with a blank expression, was standing there.

His eyes changed.

What do you mean by "don't make a move"?

What do you mean by "hiding behind"?

They've long forgotten about it!

Who is she? She's the Galaxy Baseball Man!

Hiding in the back at a time like this is just ridiculous!

"Zzzzz! (Let the fighting begin!)"

Xing excitedly let out a chirping sound.

They completely ignored the terrified attempts to stop them on March 7th.

She pushed off with her feet and shot out like a cannonball!

"star?!!"

On March 7th, they missed their chance and were so anxious they stomped their feet.

Why are you rushing again?!

……

In the center of the battlefield.

Xing slid in and dodged the wolf's attack.

His movements were fluid and graceful, incredibly cool.

then.

She habitually reached her hands behind her back.

As a seasoned pioneer, her muscle memory tells her:

There should be a cool, indestructible black and gold weapon there—a baseball bat!

As long as you hold it, you can walk sideways in this world!

"bring it on!!"

Xing's hand groped behind her back.

I touched it.

It's hard.

Long.

It looks a bit like a handle.

"Hey, it's still there!"

Xing was overjoyed.

Although it felt a bit strange, like it was rusty and rough, it was still warm.

But who cares!

As long as it's usable!

Xing gripped the "stick" with his backhand.

Sink your Qi to your Dantian.

Shout loudly (inner monologue):

"Come out here...!"

Pull hard.

"Um?"

Not moving.

"Is it stuck?"

Xing frowned.

This piece of junk equipment, it failed me at the crucial moment?

It must have been deformed from that fall!

Then... a little harder!

Xing gritted his teeth, planted his feet firmly on the ground, and exerted force from his waist.

He twisted his hands behind his back and gripped the base of the "stick".

It used every ounce of its strength.

Fiercely, violently...

Pull it outwards!!

"Get up!!!"

……

time.

It seemed as if it was stretched out infinitely at this moment.

All eyes in the room were focused on that strange figure from behind.

then.

They heard a voice.

"Crack—Bang—!!!"

It's like the sickening cracking sound of a large pork bone with tendons being violently broken!

Followed by.

"Sizzle—!!!"

The cloth was torn.

Separation of flesh and blood.

"Pfft!!"

A jet of scalding, dark golden blood erupted from Xing's back like a fountain!

It drew a poignant arc in mid-air.

In that sky filled with blood mist.

In Xing's hands.

There was no golden baseball bat.

Instead, it's a...

It is at least one meter long.

Emaciated white, grotesque, even with dark red flesh threads and nerve bundles hanging from it...

Spinal osteophytes!

That was the most severely overgrown exoskeleton on her spine.

Because it's too long and too hard.

She mistook it for a baseball bat.

It was forcibly pulled... out of its own flesh!

……

Xing held the "bone club" that was still dripping blood.

He then swung his arms around in the air.

"call--"

A gust of bloody wind swept through.

then.

She held the "weapon" up to her eyes.

Take a closer look.

His excited expression froze instantly.

"..."

what is this?

White?

There are still festivals?

There's something hanging there... Is that my flesh?

And this blood...

This is my bone?!

"Holy crap?!?!"

The star (original consciousness) has completely collapsed.

The immense visual impact, coupled with that belated sense of dread.

It made her instinctively want to scream.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

however.

The mutated vocal organ in the throat does not support this high-frequency human language.

then.

To everyone else

That ruthless person who just had his spine removed.

He was holding up that still-dripping white bone.

Facing Schwarzkopf in front of him.

It made a sound...

Extremely sharp, extremely exciting, and full of provocation and madness...

"Hiss—!!!! (Screaming insect chirp)"

"Zzzzzzzzz—!!!"

That sound.

It sounded like a battle cry from hell.

……

"Clang!"

The Cloud-Striking Spear in Dan Heng's hand fell to the ground once again.

(This piece is always in my hand)

He looked at the figure standing in a pool of blood, holding a spine, howling to the sky.

My whole body was shaking.

"she……"

Danheng's lips trembled.

"Is she crazy...?"

March 7th has stopped talking.

She rolled her eyes and skillfully fainted in Xi'er's arms.

So exciting.

I can't live like this anymore.

……

At this time.

Schwarzlo is the boss.

That mechanical genius with exceptional computing power and a cold-blooded rationality.

now.

That huge red single eye.

It is flashing wildly.

The frequency is so fast it feels like there's a poor connection.

【warn!warn! 】

[Logical error detected!]

[Target behavior pattern cannot be parsed!]

[Threat analysis refactoring in progress...]

Schwarzkopf's processor is getting hot.

Its database contains countless combat models.

Some were carrying guns, some were carrying knives, and some were even carrying fists.

but.

It had never seen anything like it before...

In the middle of the fight, he pulled out his own spine and used it as a stick!

What kind of tactic is this?

Suicide intimidation?

[Target state: Extreme excitement (misjudgment).]

[Objective: Destroy enemy units at all costs.]

[Analysis result: Engaging in combat with such irrational, highly self-destructive creatures...]

[Probability of total annihilation: 99.99%]

[Due to the target's highly inhuman behavior, conventional tactics have failed.]

[Searching ancient databases...]

[Loading module: Interpersonal Relationships.exe]

Loading progress: 100%

……

"Zi"

Swallow, who was preparing for battle, suddenly...

The engine is off.

The single red eye, once filled with murderous intent, gradually softened its light.

It turned green.

The giant robotic arm slowly lowered.

The wolves and beetles that had been attacking them all stopped and obediently retreated to the side.

"..."

Schwarzlo was silent for two seconds.

then.

There was a hint of... vicissitude in that cold electronic voice.

"actually."

"Regarding the future of the lower districts..."

"It's not that we can't sit down and talk."

"There's no need to go to such lengths."

"real."