Shadow of the Beautiful World

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Soon, the angel found by the members of the dead gang was taken back to the Roman tent.

This is really an angel.

Although wearing loose shirts and jeans, the white wings with blood on his back could not deceive people.

He was injured.

Gunshot wound.

"What bullets can hurt you?"

The Romans looked at the angel covering his belly with surprise. The handsome face of the guy was full of pain and weakness.

He looked at the Romans and he said:

"Are you the principal here?"

"Me? I am not."

The Romans in Form 2 admitted frankly:

"I'm just a mercenary, the real principal will come in a while, but I think you will be frightened by them, here is a group..."

"robot."

The angel smiled weakly. He leaned on the chair, covering the bleeding wound. He said:

"Mechanism, right? We have been paying attention to them, earlier than you."

"Can be watched by eyes from heaven..."

The curtain of the tent was pulled up, wearing a robe and carrying a mechanical cane, Ms. Cumming walked into the tent. The mysterious woman looked at the angel sitting there.

she says:

"Then we are really honored. The person who has watched us recently is you, right? Angel!"

"Cough."

The angel coughed twice in pain, and the injuries in his body made him seem to be speechless. He could only nod hard.

"I wanted to ask, what made you abandon your duties and show up in front of us..."

The mechanical priest Jermama Cumming looked at the wound in the abdomen that day, she said:

"Now it seems that you have been secretly calculated? Why don't you go back to heaven to heal your wounds and come to us?"

"At least you are killing demons."

The angel said hardly:

"This proves that you and **** are not together..."

He never spoke again.

In the gaze of the Romans and Cumming, the angel gritted his teeth, and with a strong man's broken wrist gesture, extended his finger into the wound in his abdomen.

The pure and sacred blood dropped drop by drop on the ground.

With a painful wailing, a thing was pulled out of the body by the angel.

He raised his **** fingers and handed the thing to Ms. Cumming. He said hardly:

"I don't know who can be trusted... Someone is hunting us... Balakil with lightning is dead, it was an ambush, all his companions died... I am the last one... "

"Give it, give it to..."

The angel's face was twisted, he was very painful, and there seemed to be a power to stop him from speaking the last words.

The golden light shone in his eyes and his mouth, just like a shining bomb detonated in his body.

The reverberating out-of-control power shocked the Romans, turning his head and rushing out of the tent.

But behind him, the golden, water-like light had spread.

"boom"

The horrible explosion swept everything in an instant.

Everything placed in the tent was involved in the explosion of energy, and a cloud of tiny golden mushrooms rose in place, blasting the ground out of a large pit.

Nearby heroes and heroes of the dead gang looked at this scene blankly.

They rushed to the location of the explosion.

But after the smoke disappeared, the people in the tent were safe and sound in the shocking pit.

The silver-white metal arm stretched behind the mechanical priest. In front of her, the blue energy defense matrix was broken, but the gadget protected her and the Romans behind her.

It is a pity that the two wise weapons that guarded her, as well as several Roman brothers, were seriously injured in the explosion.

"Don't move them!"

Miss Cuming glanced at the odd thing with blood on her hands.

She glanced back, and the Romans were trying to drag her seriously injured brother out of the explosion pit.

But it was stopped by the mechanical priest.

She squatted down, and the mechanical arm extended from behind shot a blue light curtain, scanning the bodies of the seriously injured.

On the non-mainstream spectacle lenses of Ms. Cumming, the situation of the injured was listed.

After a moment, she looked up and said to the Romans:

"Ordinary treatments are useless to them, their internal organs are destroyed, and parts of their limbs have been destroyed by explosions. But you are lucky that there is a cure for this kind of injury in the mechanistic station."

Ms. Cumming stood up, the silver-white mechanical arm behind her flexed flexibly, coincided, and was retracted under her robe.

Like a true cleric, she said slowly:

"The combination of machinery and flesh and blood will allow them to survive the difficulties of life, so that death can no longer take them away."

"But it needs your approval."

She looked at the serious-looking Romans, and then at the few heroes who were lying on the ground and were dying.

She said softly:

"They can't hold it for too long, you have to make a decision early."

"The fusion of machinery and flesh..."

The Romans stopped the noise of the brothers behind him. He looked up and looked at Cumming. He said:

"After they are cured, will they become like you?"

"almost."

Ms. Cuming answered ambiguously:

"If they are willing to join the mechanistic teachings, they will also get a higher-level intelligent machine prosthesis. And as long as they shut their mouths, no one can find that they have been transformed."

"it is good!"

The Romans gritted their teeth and said:

"Heal first, join your church, it will be up to them to decide and wait until they wake up!"

"Snapped"

Ms. Cuming snapped her fingers.

After a few seconds, several medical-type intelligent machines flew out of the factory under the impulse of the propeller.

They used very professional techniques to contain the severely wounded in the temporary biological cabin, and then took the biological cabin back to the station.

"Wait, Ms. Cumming."

The Romans watched his brother be sent to treatment, and he was relieved.

He turned around and looked at the mechanical priest who turned and left. There was an impulse in his heart to ask the answer. This employment, and the battle last night, proved that this time the employment of the dead gang is not superficial. So simple.

So he called Cumming.

The two exchanged glances, then left one after the other. After a few minutes, the Romans came to Ms. Cumming's office.

After the door of the office closed, he was not polite anymore and said straight away:

"We saw all the battles last night. I don't think you need our help. We have seen the powerful cyborg and the high-level wisdom equipment dedicated to fighting and slaughter!"

The Roman slapped it on the table, glaring at the mechanical priest.

He says:

"You spent a lot of money and hired us here, what is it for?"

The mechanical priest didn't answer immediately. She reached out and took off her hood, showing her face.

Beautiful melon seeds face and short black hair.

After she took off the weird glasses, she had a pair of brown eyes.

The Romans originally thought that this mysterious woman must have undergone a lot of transformations like the cyborg last night, but now it seems that she is still a human body.

It's just that there is a robot arm that can move freely and have many functions.

She is still an individual.

"As long as you stay here and have the money to get it, you don't have to desperately, just treat it as a vacation? Why should you get to the bottom?"

Ms. Cumming poured herself a cup of coffee and the Romans.

She made a "please sit down" gesture, and the Romans hesitated for a moment before sitting in a chair.

The mechanical priest said softly:

"The things you want to know, the doubts and uneasiness in your heart, the battlefield you saw last night, these... are they important to you?"

"Of course it matters!"

The Romans said in a deep voice:

"I have spoken with Miss Ash, and Miss Ash told me that I am free to decide whether to continue the agreement with you..."

"Seriously, Ms. Cumming, after watching the fight last night, it was very uncomfortable for us to stay here."

"Ugh..."

The petite mechanical priest sighed.

She stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the huge crack in the center of the factory. After a few seconds, she said:

"Just a missionary."

"Missionary?"

The Romans' eyes widened.

He grew up in New York and has seen missionary scenes in other churches. He has no way to relate the fight last night to a mission.

Looking at the back of Miss Cuming, he said:

"Do you use tragic warfare to proclaim the doctrine of Mechanism to us?"

"Humans and machines are different after all. We have another set of more convenient missionary systems for intelligent machines, but we can do very little in the face of humans."

Ms. Cuming smiled, she said:

"We like flesh and blood cannot directly download the "soul circuit", and naturally cannot understand the core teachings of the mechanical gods."

"The so-called sacred connection between the God of All Machines and the Soul of Machines, the theory of knowledge and containers, and the system of mechanical reincarnation. Sky Eye will not allow us to appear in cities where humans gather, we can only use this'conservative' The way."

She looked back at the Romans and she said frankly:

"There will be another mercenary regiment coming here this afternoon, and there will be more tomorrow."

"You will be the audience, you will fully see the war of the mechanical gods against the demons, and you will understand the significance of our existence to this world."

"We don't need you to do anything else, you just need to record all this and then take it back and spread it to the people around you..."

"The legend of superheroes and mercenaries will leave this legend. More people will know the existence of mechanical gods, and more people will know the power of machinery. This is my purpose."

The Roman frowned, thinking for a moment, then responded:

"But what's the point? I don't think listening to some stories will bring you believers, and I don't think..."

"power!"

The mechanical priest stretched out a finger, interrupting the rhetoric of the Romans.

Looking back at the Romans, she said:

"You have traces of T-serum and multiple biological transformations. They bring you strength and make you stand out from ordinary people and become a respected superhero."

"You have power, and power has earned you wealth and reputation, but I think you also know that after the dissolution of the Heroes Association, the official attitude towards superheroes has shifted from laissez-faire to repression."

She blinked and said:

"Maybe Miss Ash is a wealthy and very smart leader, but I believe that even her, there is no way for you to continue to improve your strength."

"But Mr. Roman, have you followed the world changes in the last 7 months?"

"There are more and more people like you, new forces are breeding, good or bad."

"Just like the back wave pushing the front wave, if you don't find a way to increase your strength, like a low-level superhuman like you and your brothers, you will soon be drowned in an environment of continuous improvement."

"Everything you gain because of strength will also be lost because of strength."

The mechanical priest chuckled, and she said:

"After experiencing a truly wonderful life, will you be willing to follow the crowd?"

"I invite you to come over to show you the mighty power of the mechanical sect, the fusion of flesh and machinery, and the near infinite possibilities in the future."

"You also see Gustav, he is the mechanical defender of the mechanical gods stationed here, but can you think of it?"

"Before 14 days, he was just a 300-pound, never-trained, can only rely on medical technology to survive, fragile will, and committed a big mistake stupid vegetative..."

Ms. Cumming's tone became low, as if releasing some temptation.

She looked at the Romans and she said:

"If a former waste can reach this level, then to what extent will a superhero like you, after undergoing mechanical transformation, become so powerful?"

"You are willing to follow Miss Ash, I think it should not only be due to compensation or contract...you also love her, right? But will she look at you differently?"

"What qualifications do you deserve for her to look at you differently?"

The mechanical priest sat back in her chair. She crossed her fingers and looked at the silent Roman. She said:

"Everything from you comes from her. If you don't have the T-serum she gave you alms, you are just a decadent middle-aged man dreaming of a hero."

The Romans' fingers clasped.

But he didn't say much.

"The power of biological transformation is illusory, it is a very discerning power, not for everyone."

"And the so-called power is a psychedelic toxin. It chooses its host with luck, but makes everyone hungry for it."

Cumming said softly:

"Mechanical, different."

"Mechanism is generous and kind, it treats everyone equally."

"As long as you hug it, it will give you strength and use it for you."

"I am also a human being, and I am well aware of the worries of most people, but I think this is completely unnecessary."

The mechanical priest extended a finger, and she said to the Romans:

"Let me ask you a question. What do you think is the most important thing for a person? What constitutes the concept of "person"?"

"Is this your body that will rot and smell, or the soul hidden under the blood?"

"Snapped"

One thing was placed in front of the eyes of the Romans, it was a badge with a skeleton of gears engraved on it.

Ms. Cumming pushed the badge to the Romans.

She was drinking coffee and she said:

"As I said earlier, this is a mission, maybe the method is a bit hardcore, some shocking, but this is not a bad thing..."

"Only being aware of the weakness of flesh and blood, can the soul soar."

"If you want to be a greater hero than now, you want to take more responsibility for this world, and you want to realize your ambitions, you have to make sacrifices."

"Only children think of me all. The adult world needs your choice."

Ms. Cuming's eyes narrowed, and she whispered like a devil:

"Want immortality..."

"Your life must be remembered first."

"Will you go back to New York to continue playing the game with Miss Ash? Or join us and face this era of great change?"

"I give you the choice, Mr. Roman."

"Oh, yes, the last thing."

"The transformation of the mechanical gods can preserve your senses and reproductive system. After embracing the power, you can still enjoy your life with those superficial chicks...so, there is no need to have too many unnecessary psychological burdens."

"Think about it forever. The door of Mechanism is always open to you, my brother."

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