Nightmare’s Call

Dukaint packed his schoolbag, held it in his hand, and slowly walked out of the classroom.

More than 80% of the other students in the classroom have mecha driving qualifications.

Few people in Bent are not qualified to drive mechs. The only thing they don't have is the helmet qualification.

Dukaent was one of those who couldn't drive a mech.

So, although he is excellent in other respects, no one wants to approach him.

On the one hand, he was cold-tempered, pungent, and unrelenting.

On the other hand, it is also because he is not qualified to drive a mech.

There is a big gap between mecha and non-mecha trainees even in their social status.

Out of the classroom, Dukaent did not take the elevator, but walked down the stairs calmly.

Uh ...

His communication cell phone rang. Then he opened it casually.

A semi-transparent virtual image automatically appeared in the field of vision of his right eye.

In the image, it is a young girl who looks like him in five points.

"Last night in the area where you lived, there was a terrorist attack, and a helmet entered the quarantine space there. Are you okay?"

The girl asked calmly. Personality seems to be as indifferent as Dukaent.

"It's okay," Dukaint answered calmly.

"It's okay. I heard Loudness said, you ... haven't given up yet?" The girl asked again.

"......." Dukaent didn't answer again.

Ever since the single-armed mech was killed that day, his thirst for the helmet is no longer as strong as before.

"Why don't you answer me?" The girl's eyes flashed, her voice cold.

"As your biological sister, I have the right to ask you to decide." Her eyes showed a habit of high posture.

"I decided to give up." Dukaent said suddenly.

"... Give up." The girl calmed down quickly, and her previous depression quickly converged.

As the top genius who has stepped into the chaos, he has formed his own prototype.

She and Dukaent are a huge gap in the sky.

Dukanila, a ten-year-old Awakening Helmet, became one of the official preparers for adjusting the helmet.

Although the adjusted helmet is called a pseudo-helmet by many researchers, it still has much more powerful power than ordinary mechs.

The strongest of them can even single out a small fleet.

The high cost-effectiveness of mechs and helmets and the explosive fighting power of terror are the key reasons why the Star Alliance and other major forces have listed them as the main force of war.

"I decided to give up." Dukaent repeated again. "I don't want anything now, I just want to live a peaceful life."

"is it?"

"Yes."

"..." Dukanella was speechless. But again, she was slightly relieved.

Perhaps this is also the case. Although the world of mecha and helmets is infinitely exciting, the danger is beyond words.

It's not bad for my brother to live so quietly.

The family of them is supported by her.

"I see." She sighed indifferently. "After a while, I will come back. I hope to meet you."

"Okay," Dukaent answered.

Slap.

The two were disconnected.

Dukaent was out of school at this point.

Along the sidewalk, he moved forward unhurriedly. Just turned around a T-junction.

hiss....

Everything in front of me blinked and blurred.

The streets around, bright street lights in the evening, vehicles just passing by, talking pedestrians.

At this moment, everything, all faded and disappeared.

Very quickly, but in seconds.

Streets and buildings reappear.

But pedestrians and vehicles disappeared completely.

Instead, it was a wide, empty, deserted intersection.

Hey, hey.

There were faint sounds of violent impact in the distance.

There seems to be something fighting.

boom!

After the explosion, the orange-red firelight rose into the sky. It can be seen from a distance that many buildings have been affected, blown up and collapsed.

"Since having the Holy Power, I ca n’t filter out the space anymore ..." Dukaent was helpless.

Obviously, it was an unexpected incident that affected him.

The isolation space should have been to isolate all low-energy individuals. Only individuals with high-energy responses will be included.

But now, since he has the Holy Power, he has also become a so-called energetic individual.

then....

"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me anyway, just stay away."

Dukaent still hurried towards his home in the same direction as before.

Just didn't get out of a hundred meters.

boom! !!

A fence on the left exploded.

Two red and black mechs slammed and fell out. Dropped on the road less than ten meters from Dukaent.

The huge weight of the two mechs even smashed a solid high-pressure road into a large pothole.

Among the two mech deathmatches here, the third black mech slowly descended from the sky. Fall to the street light not far away.

"You're going to miss? Hurry up and fix it. We have to catch the next one." The third mech was a little impatient, with a slender male voice.

Huh!

The ground's red mech was smashed open by the opponent's elbow, rolling several times with scaly wounds. Seeing is no longer possible.

Only then did the two black mechs notice that there was also a student dressed up Dukaent.

"Someone? Is the isolation space faulty?"

"There is only one eyewitness. Solve it. It's time to go."

Two black mechas exchanged two sentences with oneself. One raised his arm and aimed the Dukaent with the barrel on his arm.

"You dare to kill civilians for no reason! Damn it! Hurry up !!!"

The red mech on the ground raised his hand and hit it precisely, hitting the gun barrel aimed at Dukaent.

Then it jumped up and collided with the black mech again.

Two behemoths scuffled again.

"So I hate trouble."

Dukaent looked reluctantly at the scene in front of him, and backhand pulled out a short knife attached to his belt.

Woo ...

Suddenly, a glowing white light that cannot be seen by ordinary people was ignited.

hiss...

The knife in his hand slowly pulled out a crevice, and the sharp alloy reflection reflected coldness.

Huh! !!

Suddenly, a silver light lit up and turned into a streamer, gently passing between two fighting mechs.

Then the silver light jumped and flashed through another black mech standing aside.

Behind the black mech, the air blurred, and Dukaent suddenly appeared.

He turned the blade down in the palm of his hand and pulled back behind him.

The physical strength of triple strength, catalyzed by the divine power, has an instant burst of increase, plus he has a very profound study of the mech's vitals.

It was not difficult for him to cut off the important joints and sensors of the mech in an instant.

Huh! Huh!

The two black mechas crumbled to the ground at about the same time.

The red mech standing on the ground was stiff and apparently stupefied.

The red electronic eye stared motionlessly at Dukaent.

Without waiting for him to return, Dukaent had stowed his knife and walked slowly towards his home.

...

...

Click.

The door opened.

As soon as Dukaent entered the door, she saw the pretty young woman paralyzed sitting on the sofa and watching TV leaping towards him.

"Welcome back!" Young woman Shalu has stayed here since she was rescued last time.

Every time she drove her away, she looked pathetic and homeless.

And Dukaent is just such a hard-spoken character.

It's just ... who is the other person by the sofa?

Dukaent sank.