Kill them in Cyberman!

"I just wanted to save her. I didn't want this kind girl to die in vain..."

“There are so many people suffering in this world, but where are you?”

"What do you mean by supervisor? He is nothing but the executioner of the Illuminati. How many murders, arson, and elimination of dissidents have you done..."

"Do those who are found guilty need your punishment?"

"Do those people who have been displaced and whose families have been destroyed because of your actions deserve it?"

"What do you mean by saving others? Friends, relatives, and masters, but in the end, they all died because of you?"

"Wake up, you don't love Pochi at all, you don't love anyone at all, she is just a tool you want to use to prove your hypocritical conscience!"

The sound was harsh and sharp, cutting through Joan of Arc's nerves like a knife cutting flesh, bringing out bit by bit the pain she had experienced and making the wounds that should have healed become bloody again.

"So despicable..."

Joan of Arc was a little confused as to whether it was the effect of the psychic radiation on her or she was really questioning herself.

Whenever we want to strengthen our faith, that is often the moment when our faith is most vulnerable, and the distance between heaven and hell is only one step away.

"So stupid..."

"I just want to do the right thing..."

"No matter what, I will rescue you today, Pochi..."

"Even if it's hypocritical, even if it's unjust, even if it's a sacrifice, no matter what I want to prove, what I want to do now is to save you!"

Under the strong psychic radiation, the power of faith in Joan of Arc became more and more dazzling. Two completely different lights entangled with each other, colliding and confronting each other.

"Disperse!"

He swung his arms with all his strength, and the golden holy light exploded instantly, sweeping in all directions with a strong wind carrying spiritual energy.

The strange psychic radiation was swept away like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

Reveal its true appearance.

"A girl?"

Albert looked at the pink-haired one-armed girl and couldn't help but think.

The girl named Pochi Silverhand was floating in the air with her eyes tightly closed, as if she was having a painful nightmare.

"What is it?"

"Hmm? ...Interesting. I'll have to look into it when I get back. Why did you choose her?"

Just when Joan of Arc thought everything was fine, something strange happened!

The colorful psychic energy appeared again at this time, but this time it was different because it was materialized psychic energy, not just radiation.

Moreover, the light was flowing out from the silver prosthetic limb of the sleeping girl. Looking closely, one could see that a gem with strange colors had been embedded on the wrist of the prosthetic limb at some point.

Chapter 116 Transformation!

That gem is different from all the known types in the world. Its shape appears to be a prototype, but in fact there are countless edges and corners on the surface. The structure of these edges and corners presents an ever-changing texture as the spiritual energy flows through it.

"No wonder my father spent so much energy on this stone. It must be a good thing."

Albert stared at the multi-faceted gem, his pupils transformed into the black and gold form of a matter controller. With his racial talent, he understood the essence of the gem in a short period of time.

The gem itself is not a real or natural product, but an intentionally created existence. The material used to create the Wanling Gem should be the wall between reality and illusion. Some existence used a very special power to permanently dismantle a part of that wall, which should not be a concept, and then made it into the gem on Pochi's arm.

Therefore, the outside of the gem is the real world, while the inside of the gem is the source of psychic energy - the Sea of ​​Souls.

Therefore, even if the gem is in a stationary state, it will still produce very powerful psychic radiation, affecting the surrounding area.

And now, for some reason, the gem has transformed into an activated state after absorbing the soul of the pink-haired girl.

The gem caused another mutation, but it was too late for Joan of Arc to stop it. She saw the surging spiritual energy overflowing from the gem's aura, and the silver prosthetic limb carrying the gem began to break into pieces bit by bit.

"Has the existence of reality been converted into psychic energy?"

What is happening now can be compared to chemical reactions in the real world. If chemical reactions are the transformation of material structures in the real world, then the current phenomenon is the transformation between the spiritual energy and the material world. To spiritualize matter is almost like magic that creates something out of nothing for human beings today.

More and more spiritualized materials are being transformed, not just the silver prosthetic limbs, but also Pochi's clothes, hair accessories, and the experimental table beside her.

A colorful psychic vortex grew larger and larger on Pochi's body, and a psychic wave that was much more terrifying than the one that had just been dispersed kept blowing at Jeanne who was closest to him.

"Wow, wow, so cool! So beautiful! I hope that big sister Albert-niang won't be in danger!"

Anya asked, pulling on Albert's clothes.

At this time, the figures of Pochi and Jeanne were completely covered by the psychic vortex, and no one present except Albert could really see what was going on inside.

"Don't worry, Anya, my big sister and I have an agreement that I won't let her be in danger~"

I haven't even let Joan of Arc work for me yet, so how can I let her die so easily?

"Yeah, Brother Albert is the best!"

Little Anya naturally didn't know how evil people are.

Albert just smiled and touched Anya's soft little head.

"No wonder S likes to touch my hair so much, it turns out that human hair feels pretty good."

Albert couldn't help but recall the time when S took care of his hair when he had long hair.

Gradually, everyone felt that the flow of spiritual energy began to slow down and even calm down.

"really."

Albert raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a charming smile, and then closed the eyes of the matter controller.

The next moment, the slowing vortex of spiritual energy suddenly converged, and the huge amount of energy gathered at one point, which was exactly the location of the thousand-edge gem.

At this time, the experimental platform that was originally above the ground has disappeared, and the two people in the experimental site are in a horizontal state.

Seeing the psychic energy recede, Jeanne also dispelled the power of faith from her body and released her shield, only to see that Pochi was indeed not transformed by psychic energy, but was standing naked in the same place.

"Little Pochi's..."

Seeing Pochi's figure that was usually concealed by loose clothes, Jeanne couldn't help but subconsciously weigh her own body, and an inexplicable frustration filled her heart.

"Mom, mom, that new big sister has a great figure!"

Anya pointed at Pochi, looked back at Joel with curious eyes, and then her little face was covered by Joel's grandeur.

"Hey, kid, you can't do that. Don't stare at others!"

Joel didn't want Anya to be exposed to these things too early, so he gently pushed her head away and covered her eyes with his hands.

Ignoring the quarrel between the mother and daughter, Albert's attention was not on the same point as the others present.

He looked at Pochi's body with a little appreciation, which was better than most of his peers (without undergoing prosthetic modifications in this regard), and then his attention was drawn to the only thing in Pochi's hand.

The spiritual energy just now was transformed into some kind of substance again, forming a shell with a strong sense of technology around the gem.

The entire shell is silver in color and is packaged in a bar-shaped box. The left section is slightly larger than the right end and has a protruding part. Several cracks extend from the transparent gem in the center, emitting colorful light as the gem's energy circulates.

The gem was not big to begin with, and the outer shell was only about 30 centimeters in size. It looked like...

and many more……

not……

"Little Pochi..."

Jeanne called out to Pochi first, but there was no response from the other party.

Just when Jeanne was about to step forward and test it out, Pochi opened his eyes without any warning, and his light blue eyes were now covered with flowing colorful psychic energy.

Pochi raised his head mechanically and looked at Jeanne in front of him without any expression.

"Pochi?"

She asked again tentatively, but the next moment Joan of Arc jumped back suddenly because her intuition gave her a sense of danger.

"what?!"

"This feeling?..."

The expected attack did not happen. When Jeanne looked at Pochi, the other party just raised the container containing the gem in his hand.

Pochi had a blank expression on his face and waved his arms to place the container on his waist. This seemed to be some kind of specific ritual action.

In front of everyone, a magical thing happened. The container was actually suspended in front of Pochi's smooth belly, and then two mechanized belts extended from its sides, rapidly extending to Pochi's back and buckled together.

Then, Pochi pressed his finger on the protruding part of the left shell and pushed hard.

There was only a crisp click, and at the same time, Pochi said in an emotionless voice:

"Transformation."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless streams of light burst out from the gem in the center, forming two circles flashing with psychic energy at the level of the belt, and moving towards the upper and lower body at the same time.

Pochi's body, which was struck by the halo, was also covered with colorful spiritual energy.

When the two halos reached the end at the same time, they suddenly collided with each other towards the belt position.

Countless psychic fragments burst out with dazzling light, and even Joan of Arc couldn't look directly at it.

Chapter 117: The Raging Newborn

The silver-white tight armor with colorful spiritual energy flowing through it is gorgeous yet has a strong sense of beauty (model reference: Kamen Rider Century Break)

"Come on, Miss Jeanne!"

Seeing the situation getting out of control, Albert excitedly cheered for Joan of Arc.

"Forehead……"

But no matter how Joan of Arc listened, she always felt gloating.

Jeanne drew out her dagger and was about to get ready for battle, but Pochi launched an attack unexpectedly.

A blurry colorful light seemed to tear the space around Pochi apart. In just a moment, a punch filled with boiling light arrived in front of Jeanne.

"bong!"

The light exploded, and Joan of Arc barely raised her sword through her fighting instinct to block the sudden attack.

But the terrifying energy impact still sent her flying.

"What kind of power is this?!"

Stabbing the ground with her sword to stop herself, Jeanne gasped and looked at Pochi in disbelief.

"It seems that I can't hold back. I'm sorry, Pochi-chan."

Joan of Arc now realized the seriousness of the situation. If she didn't fight with her full strength, it would not be a question of whether she could defeat Pochi, but a question of whether she could survive.

"It seems that the integration is not perfect."

Albert in the stands stared at Pochi and commented.

Because after the opponent knocked Joan of Arc away, he did not continue to chase her with that force, but stopped where he was, with his upper body heaving violently, as if he had consumed a lot of physical strength.

Joan of Arc naturally also discovered this opportunity. When she adjusted her position, she reacted immediately. The golden light spread under her feet, providing extremely high kinetic energy for this light step.

Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up again!

In just two steps, Jeanne crossed the distance of more than ten meters between the two of them and arrived in front of Pochi.

It was obvious that Joan of Arc had rich combat experience. When she reached the right position, she slashed her sword at the perfect angle. The ancient sacred runes lit up, and the aura of holiness and majesty descended again.

Even though she was in an unstable state, Pochi was no pushover. Sensing Jeanne's attack, she quickly raised her right hand and bent her arm to block it.

The golden and colorful lights collided with each other again. Jeanne tried her best to suppress the sword in her hand, but Pochi actually took the fierce attack. The two sides seemed to be in a stalemate for a short time.

No, it wasn't a complete stalemate. In the gap between the confrontations, Pochi actually withstood the pressure that was transmitted throughout his body and raised his left hand.

The colorful light gathered into a small vortex, and terrifying psychic power echoed in it.

Even though he was suppressed by Jeanne, Pochi still threw this punch, aiming directly at Jeanne's waist and abdomen.

Jeanne's eyes widened immediately. She didn't want to take a direct hit from Pochi that was enough to break any bones in a human body.

In a flash, Jeanne used Pochi's force to reduce the pressure on the sword. Although the recoil force would cause her serious injuries, it was better than being hit by this punch.

Pochi's left arm swept out violently, knocking Jeanne, who had lost her strength, away, but what happened next was not as easy as Jeanne expected.