Does the mechanical girl dream of the Messiah?

The skill of regrouping after a failed attack, the skill of super-accelerating the body in an instant to launch a second attack, the skill of more easily hitting weak spots and causing serious injuries - all of these are skills that Roy von Ivanov has cultivated after long-term practice, and are the advantages of a "professional"!

--Ah.

A creepy sneer sounded in Roy's ears. The voice was ethereal and hollow, yet sharp and cold as if it went straight into his soul.

It was not just a simple sneer. In that short sound, countless vicious words, cruel curses, and blasphemous phrases were wrapped up and finally compressed into short words. Along with the sneer, they were buried deep in Roy's soul and exploded like a bomb at the bottom of the sea of ​​his mind.

"Blasphemy"!

Roy's consciousness instantly disintegrated, and then gathered again in accordance with the strong structure of his soul. If a person's will was not firm, this would be enough to completely disperse his consciousness and completely lose the ability to fight for a while. But for Roy, it only made him stunned for a moment and stopped moving in an instant.

But that's enough.

In Roy's eyes, the Mummy Lord raised his fist.

--decay.

That ethereal, hollow, sharp, cold and hoarse voice once again rang in Roy's ears, and with it came not only words, but also a heavy punch from the Mummy Lord!

puff--

A dull sound came from Roy's left shoulder, accompanied by a teeth-grinding sound of metal deformation. The well-trained, armor-protected shoulder was deeply dented by the punch. The shoulder armor exploded and was buried in the exploding flesh under the pressure of the withered and shriveled fist. The crushed skin, muscles and bones exploded and spread out, splashing on the mud behind Roy, making bursts of unnatural noises.

Colettes Shuheberil was actually planning to exchange his injury for his life!

If Roy hadn't reacted faster, his chest would have been smashed by a punch, his heart would have been taken out, and he would have been dead. But now, although he was seriously injured and his left arm was completely broken, he at least still had his life.

Roy's face turned pale, and he quickly stepped back, pulling out the flame-forged longsword that had been twisted twice inside the mummy leader's body, and retreated to a temporarily safe distance.

Beads of cold sweat flowed down his forehead, which made him feel something was wrong.

Not only did cold sweat pour out, his forehead became scalding hot, his lungs felt like they were filled with lead, and breathing became extremely difficult, as if countless phlegm blocked his throat. He couldn't help but look at his left shoulder that was smashed by a punch. There was a faint green aura shining there, and countless distorted faces looming in the air were drilling into the torn and gradually rotting flesh. The skin on his shoulder had turned into a strange color mixed with dead gray and dark green, and kept leaking dark and turbid juice.

It was the disease, the plague that was poured into his body through the wound.

He gritted his teeth, stabbed the flame-forged long blade into his armpit with his backhand, and then twisted it upward with force, and his entire left arm fell off. The spurting blood was first turbid and almost black, and then gradually turned into a normal bright red. Then, the flames burned the wound, and it became charred black, and no more blood gushed out.

During the whole process, Roy didn't even utter a sound, his eyes fixed on the Mummy Lord. The other party didn't rush to follow up and attack again. Obviously, the blow to the chest by the flame-forged longsword was not a minor injury that could be completely ignored. It also needed a gap to adjust its state and adjust the already shriveled and rotten corpse.

The sound coming from far away seemed to be getting louder and clearer. Even so, Roy still couldn't tell what the sound was. He suspected that it was an auditory hallucination caused by his serious injuries.

He and the Mummy Lord simultaneously ignored the approaching sound and turned their attention back to each other.

Then, they took steps at the same time.

then--

Buzz————————!

Dazzling flashes of light flooded the jungle, dispelling the eternal darkness.

Chapter 16: The Collision of Chess Pieces (Part 5)

"Varied……?!"

Roy von Ivanov quickly jumped back and dodged the senseless attack.

Yes, a strike. It was not a pure flash of light at all. It was an attack that looked like light, coming from above, brushing past him, and then plowing forward. It looked like it was neither aimed at him nor at the attack on the other side, Colettes Shuheberil. It was just passing by and happened to hit between them.

——Who is it? Who is it?

He had roughly guessed what the sound he had been hearing faintly since entering the forest was about, and he could not help but start looking around, as if he had forgotten the existence of the enemy he was fighting with, and was determined to find the initiator of the attack.

The light gradually faded, like glass shattering, the crystal pillar gradually disintegrated, turning into countless pale fragments floating in the air. What was left after the light pillar dissipated were torn and charred trees, and the earth that was cut straight open with a burning orange-red edge. The earth was split into deep trenches under the blow, and a huge crack was savagely torn open in the forest.

——Even the soil melted, what kind of power is that...

However, this is not the end.

Buzz————————!

A light almost as dazzling as the sun shone again. This time, the beam of light was like a long sword, slashing diagonally through the forest in front of Roy. The trees that were over a hundred years old seemed as fragile as paper or foam. They just brushed past without even having a chance to burn, and turned directly into a pool of drifting black ash. The pure white "sword" slashed from one end to the other, and all the trees along the way were cut in half and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

The trunks, treetops and lush leaves were lost, and even though the land beneath had become a mess in the chaos and crushing, the sunlight, the light of the eclipse, was once again able to penetrate the eternal cover, penetrate the barriers, and shine into the ever-dark forest.

--it's over……?

No, that's not right.

The sound did not end. At this moment, Roy von Ivanov realized that the sound he had just heard was not just the buzzing of the dazzling light column and the sound of trees collapsing.

Also included is the sound of metal clashing!

The blade of the pure white giant sword in the girl's hand turned over and slashed at the other girl flying in the air.

That was Lunisia and the "Arbitrator" Leah Ephayet.

The giant sword reflected the light of the eclipse, and the distorted sunlight was deflected as the sword rotated, shining directly into the eyes of the "Arbitrator", which was also her main monitor. The latter's monitor mode was still in night vision mode, and she did not have time to adjust to the normal mode with protection against strong light, so she was dazzled by the light and her vision was suddenly completely white.

This lasted for less than a second, and Lunicia's giant sword had already slashed towards her waist and abdomen!

Although she wanted to spare the other party's life in order to obtain information from him, the other party was not a human being after all. He was just a mechanical puppet with a mechanical body. Simply cutting off his waist and abdomen was not enough to kill him. Therefore, Lunicia did not hold back from the beginning.

What's more, in terms of combat power, the opponent is stronger than herself, and Lunicia has no chance to hold back.

puff--

The propulsion component on the soles of the "Arbitrator"'s feet emitted a white-blue halo, and the heated and accelerated prayer beads pushed her body in a circular shape, allowing her to try to raise her position and avoid the sword that was going to cut her in half.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

With bursts of air-breaking sounds, black crossbow arrows passed over the top of the "Arbitrator", forcing the "Arbitrator" to open two more nozzles on the propulsion component and forcibly change direction, from rising to retreating backwards, and only then barely escaped being cut in half by the giant sword or pierced through the chest by the crossbow arrows. The trees behind her were not so lucky. They were either pierced with regular and huge round holes like annihilation, unable to support their own weight and fell down, or broken in half by the sword wind, colliding with each other, making dense rustling sounds, and startling the birds flying all over the sky.

Using the spring hook that shot out from her wrist, Ashlee leaped between tree trunks while holding the crossbow and firing suppressive shots at the Arbiter.

Compared to small-caliber, low-charge firearms that may be ignored even if they hit and may not necessarily have ideal effects, this type of long-range weapon that gains powerful destructive power through acceleration through prayers is more suitable for the current situation.

——Humans, and mechanical puppets...? Which side are these soldiers from?

Roy von Ivanov had heard that recently, in addition to the continuous attack of "Legacy of Natya", a new hostile force composed of elite mechanical puppets appeared. They seemed to be assisting "Legacy of Natya" in the siege, but they did not seem to be allies of "Legacy of Natya", and they seemed to be attacking each other.

The current situation made him feel confused for a moment, and he didn't know what to do next.

Where are the enemies? Where are the allies?

It seemed that Collettes Shuheberil used the raised dust to conceal his whereabouts and disappeared into the darkness again. This forced Roy to stay alert and guard against possible sneak attacks at any time.

However, some people don't want to give him this opportunity.

"Leah Efayeret, spot the target, start sniping."

The "Arbitrator" was flying in the low sky, and a red halo flashed back and forth quickly in its light golden pupils. In her field of vision, data such as wind force, gravity, and air conditions quickly emerged, calculated, and obtained the best results. The halo also locked onto Roy von Ivanov, eliminating interference and obtaining a trajectory that would ensure a hit.

Then, the barrel of the giant cannon on her waist began to gradually shine with white circles of light from the inside out, like some kind of countdown, like some kind of predetermined trajectory.

"Where are you looking at, puppet?"

The girl's voice sounded from behind her.

What was heard was not only words, but also a voice that was too difficult for Leah Efayet to understand, a voice beyond knowledge. The girl's voice was sweet, but if she heard the strange elements mixed in the words, the "Arbitrator" was very sure that her mind would be immediately polluted and damaged, and it might even have a negative impact on her backup at the "Master Brain" host. This forced her to urgently activate the shielding program to filter out the harmful information.

This slowed her down.

----

What was heard was a sound so strange that it was indescribable to human intelligence.

The "Arbitrator" activated the nozzle to evade at high speed, while looking down at the place where the sound came from, and at the center of his chest.

There, a lavender sword blade was quietly inserted into her chest. There was no pain, no damage, no strange sounds from the iron bones and blood, and no alarm in the mind. If she hadn't confirmed it with her eyes, the "Arbitrator" would not have known that there was such a thing on her body. It had no mass, did not occupy space, and even appeared translucent, as if it was just a spirit, not a thing that really existed in this world.

—He moved behind me using the Flash spell, and then…

"Curse of the Sword".

The Arbitrator did not know the name of this ability, nor did she know its specific function. There was no record of it in her database. She could only feel that she seemed to have some kind of indescribable connection with the raider through this translucent blade that seemed to gradually dissipate into the invisible but actually existed there.

"Ella Hepper..."

She had to temporarily give up sniping at the strategic target Roy von Ivanov and turn her target to the pink-haired girl who suddenly appeared, and to Ella Hepper, who was empty-handed, wearing leather armor, and looked too thin to be a warrior.

Neither the "Executioner", the "Hunter" nor her "Arbitrator" believed that Ella Hepper, the target of the focus, had any outstanding combat power on paper. When they first saw the basic introduction given by the "Incarnation" at the meeting, they always thought that she only needed to be regarded as a mage of a slightly better level. However, as soon as this view was put forward, it was immediately ruthlessly refuted by the "Incarnation".

At that time, they expressed their reflection on the surface, but in fact there was no change in their views.

It was not until the "Executioner" used his most powerful move and failed to last even one round that the other Iron Leviathan's mechanical puppets realized how serious the problem was.

The Arbiter turned its guns around.

Just as an arrow that has left the bow cannot be retrieved, a preheated gun barrel cannot be fired silently.

Buzz————————!

The dazzling white beam of light tore through the tree trunks and treetops, but it was still unsatisfied. It slashed towards Ella, who had dodged the first wave of bombardment, like a long sword, as if it was not a bombardment but a beam saber. As the muzzle turned with difficulty, the beam of light once again tore a bloody wound in the eternal jungle. It cut through the clouds, split the sky, and even tore a wound in the false sky high above the clouds, revealing the blurry and strange turbid light behind it.

"Hit... didn't hit."

This is not the result obtained by analyzing the precise data given by the sensor.

This was intuition, and she was happy to follow it, which came from the attitude towards life that Lusa Efayeret of the Opera House taught her. She no longer paid attention to the residual heat on the muzzle, reached back to her waist, grasped the black metal hilt, and pulled it out.

Buzz————

A light buzzing sound came from the hilt of the sword, accompanied by a slight tremor. The pale particle flow was wrapped, bound, and condensed into a thin but extremely sharp and hot blade by the force field.

Then, the swords touched!

On one side was a translucent long blade made of rich purple, and on the other side was a pale beam saber.

One strike, one strike, and another strike. In just a breath, Leia and Ella had fought several times and were entangled together.

Equally matched - this seemed extremely abnormal to Leah Efayeret.

Each time the odds were evenly matched - which almost made the "Arbitrator" completely convinced that something was wrong.

As a body created with the goal of storming enemy strongholds and tearing through military formations single-handedly, she can manipulate all kinds of cutting-edge armaments and weapons without hindrance, such as the "Assault Gust Component" she is wearing on the soles of her feet, the compressed plasma cannon "Conqueror Marduk" embedded in her waist, and the plasma long blade she is wielding in her hand. All of them are the most advanced achievements that only she can be equipped with first.

She does not have the perfect swordsmanship and shadow-stitching ability like the "Executioner", nor does she have the passionate fighting spirit in close combat like the "Hunter". Correspondingly, the equipment she uses can only be used by other elite puppets after being debugged and performance-enhanced. Her calculations and output are almost unmatched.

That was why she was suppressed in close combat by this skinny girl who was defined as a mage. This was not normal no matter how you looked at it.

——The output is reduced?

There was nothing abnormal in the data records. Even when she repeatedly examined herself in her mind, she did not find any fluctuations in the body's functions. Even so, when her sword clashed with Ella Hepper's, she still felt a sense of detachment, as if this body no longer belonged to this mind, as if she was being interfered with by the prayer, even though none of this existed.

——If it was an abnormality in the body itself, it would be manifested when using "Conqueror Marduk", and I would no longer be able to flexibly control it. However, this did not happen... This problem only occurred when I was fighting her and Ella Heper?

The speed of her mind's calculations was many times faster than that of normal human thinking, which allowed her to analyze a possibility in just a few encounters.

——The database has not been updated. For some reason, I can’t retrieve data from the cloud... Is that some kind of curse?

Curses can affect mechanical dolls. This has been verified as early as when the mechanical dolls were just put into testing, and they did not have the current posture and performance. For mechanical dolls that do not have a "mind" and only use the high-performance differential mechanism of the old era as the computing core, the effects of various curses will be slightly lacking, far inferior to the new mechanical dolls equipped with the epoch-making masterpiece of "mind". This seems to confirm from another aspect that today's mechanical dolls are closer to humans than their creators expected.

But now this kind of curse is unheard of in the local database.

Leah Efayeret frowned, still able to feel the presence of the invisible sword on her chest, and after another round of fighting, she could clearly perceive that the invisible sword had some similarities with the translucent blade in Ella Heper's hand. They did not seem to be pointing at Ella herself, but at the two long blades at her waist that had never been unsheathed.

In this world, there is a very rare type of "professional".

Their inheritance is somewhat different from that of other professions. If other professions inherit knowledge, which is centered on "shaping oneself into this profession", then the core of this profession is "contract" and "favor".

Whether you can become this profession - a wizard, depends more on whether you can find a master who is willing to sign a contract with you.

An ancient being in the Feywild.

A greedy and evil being in the Blood Hell and the Abyss.

An inorganic entity composed of information and concepts.

Powerful servants of God or even the gods themselves.

Even, they only exist in the dark corners of the world, only exist outside this world, and only exist among the dark kings on the other side of madness.

Or maybe... a weapon, a weapon that is powerful enough, powerful enough to be extraordinary, powerful enough to rewrite the world.

After signing this contract, there will be an extra highlight on your identity.

"Cursed Swordsman".

(I have an exam these two days and cannot update. I am very sorry!)

Chapter 17: The Collision of Chess Pieces (Part 6)

With a flip of his wrist, the plasma blade shining with white light slashed upwards, pointing directly at Ella Hepper's face.