Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

Regardless of both the enemy and the enemy, Joseph Menger is seen everywhere as a murderous hunter-killer or pathological hedonist.

In fact, everyone is a bit misunderstood. This deputy director of Imperial Medicine is really not a serial killer in the devil doctors or detectives who often appear in war literature. The clean-looking Professor Menger is a purely academic scholar who only cares about the effects of his research-even if those effects scare himself-never care about his research. What are the consequences of the results and what kind of impact do they bring, and even less concerned about whether the research itself and related results meet the dual requirements of humanity and morality.

Simply put, he is the perfect interpretation of the "mad scientist" species, a specimen that can walk. There are only emperors and studies in his world, and only these two things.

So whether it is to order the special operations team to kill the village, or to order the killing dolls to cut off a girl's limbs, it is all for the cause of the empire and for his research. Even the order to cut off the girl’s limbs was purely for technical reasons-first, it was ordered to stay alive to obtain information, and secondly, there was no equipment needed for the operation on site, and the girl’s brain could not be kept intact-and human nature It has nothing to do with morality.

He is an excellent devil, one of many excellent devil under the empire.

At this moment he hesitated.

"Ugh?"

The voice of confusion spreads through the mouth of the puppet.

"Stand up? Do you... want to fight again? With this body? Are you... really a human?"

The symptoms of hemorrhagic shock will occur when the body loses more than 30% of the blood, and more than 35% will be life-threatening. People who are physically strong cannot exceed this law.

The talented girl did indeed avoid the fatal blow in the best way, so as not to be cut into two sections, but also to protect important parts such as the lungs and liver. But after all, it is not harmless, and emergency treatment only seals the wound with muscles and "barriers", and does not allow fresh blood to flow out of the body. If it is not treated in time, the wound will either burst or cause massive bleeding.

Given the girl’s physique and bleeding volume, it’s not surprising even if she faints now. Considering that the previous attack may hurt the ribs and the thoracic diaphragm, she should now be accompanied by severe pain every time she breathes. From this layer, she will be much easier to faint.

But she was standing — shaking, panting, a look that might fall at any time, supporting her slender body with unstoppable strength.

This is a miracle that subverts medicine, biology and physiology.

"incredible."

The tone returned to calm, and there was more coldness and mockery than before.

"You actually broke the physical limit by your willpower. You can do this at a level that is much better than many adult men. It's just that you can only stop here. The spiritual explosion cannot exceed reality and science. What a miracle, after all, is just a firework that blooms in a flash. The amazing moment cannot change the world."

"Don't underestimate..."

Pressing the wound, the girl took a step forward, and a solid foot sound echoed in the sewer.

"Don't underestimate humans, shit!"

In the snowy night stained with blood and fire, the "nightingale" clearly felt how cold and cruel the so-called destiny, the so-called empire, and the so-called world. The subsequent experience made the "nightingale" understand that all misfortune and madness all originated from the man-the emperor.

Absolutely correct, the agent of the eternal God, what he said, and the orders he gave, must also be correct. No matter how crazy and brutal the order is, it must be correct. Those who have been sacrificed and slaughtered must also have the reason to kill. Either they have died, or they have made reasonable sacrifices for the world and the empire.

This is the logic of the Empire, the logic of Menger.

--Do not make jokes!

"You just said that'eternity' is here? What do you mean by'eternity'? It's nothing more than a poor imitation of the emperor, imitating the emperor's thoughts, imitating the emperor's ideas, thinking that this will become a part of the great eternity, thinking that imitation is great People, they are amazing."

-There is nothing immortal in this world, even if there is...

"'Even if the so-called eternity really exists, it must be the thought that people continue to inherit. As long as the empire does not fall, people will not lose the thought of overthrowing the empire, because no one will tolerate arbitrage that deprives others of their lives and happiness. '.'

The puppet shrugged and the singing generally said:

"Shall I say more? For example,'Don't think that there is no reckless retribution, the empire has never been forgiven, those who have been trampled by you have been staring at you, waiting for one day to bite your throat' or something?" Then what kind of expression should I make? Shivering? Shrinked, and then swallowed quickly? Otherwise, he was furious and jumped and ordered the child to destroy you, and even the information that should have been easy to start was destroyed together. Young is so good, It is a matter of course to believe that dreams can come true, and I am convinced that efforts will definitely pay off."

Menger was already familiar with this kind of scene. It was annoyed and irritable at first. Slowly, there was only cynicism, and finally boredom.

"Miss, if you humans can live to be 80 years old, you have a long life. One hundred years is already the limit. The average lifespan of our elves is three hundred years old. Your majesty... needless to say. You know what this gap means ?"

"..."

The biggest sustenance of a conceptual resistance organization like the "Legion of Freedom" is the development and inheritance of ideological propositions-planting the seeds of ideas and patiently cultivating and caring until one day when they take root and sprout, becoming towering trees that can change the landscape.

This idea is very reasonable and romantic, except for one problem, it is perfect.

That question is called "time".

The lifespan of elves is more than three times that of humans, which means that in the time of a generation of elves, humans have reproduced for three generations. In the time of three generations, there was no slack in the work of instilling ideology and suppressing the consciousness of resistance. By the fourth generation, how many people are willing to resist? How many people still remember other ways of survival outside the empire?

Time is the strongest poison and the strongest ally of the empire. In the face of time, whether it is anger, sadness, resentment, ideals, or hard work, it will eventually be worn away without leaving a trace.

"It's a pity that your efforts are doomed to be empty. No one will believe that you can succeed, even part of your heart is doubting whether you are doing the right thing!"

The puppet spread his hands, and the quiet and elegant smile perfectly coincided with Menger's mad voice.

"The world doesn't care about this matter at all. Now let's go back to the old question. Is your dominant hand the left or the right?"

"Screw you!"

"It seems that the right hand is not running, say goodbye to your right hand."

The translucent blade pierced and cut the ceiling like a cheese, and cut it towards the right shoulder of the nightingale.

It was an impeccable blow, accurately judged the girl's reaction speed and dodge direction, aimed at the joint of the shoulder joint and chopped down, with the sharpness of the "ice blade", I believe that even the pain could not be felt, the arm had landed .

But just as the blade was swung down, the attention of both "Siren" and "Nightingale" diverted in other directions.

Mana is gathering and arranging at an unprecedented speed, from the moment of raising the knife to swinging down, an amazing number of mana gathers and a corner of the other end of the wall, arranging into a "ice blade" array.

——It is actually "Ice Blade"?!

Menger's confusion and doubts had just arisen, and a more amazing scene appeared in front of him through the network connecting "Siren".

Due to the gravitational acceleration, the slash from the top down is always more advantageous than the slash from the left and right sides. It is also the "ice blade". The slashing by the human arm cannot block the "sirren" "Output. What's more, although "Ice Blade" is a modern technique, in addition to forming a blade with a strong and thin position, there is also an invisible imaginary blade with high-speed vibration on the edge, whether it is steel, rock, or human body, once encountered this Sharp blades are all the same as butter. However, when the two positions collide, the high-speed vibration will not cancel each other, but will be fed back to the user. Of course, a "siren" that has a metal body and can't feel the pain. Of course, what about humans with flesh and blood?

Even if an unexpected guest is suddenly killed, his victory remains unshakable.

With a firm conclusion, Menger watched indifferently as the two blades quickly approached in the terminal interface.

In principle, Menger's analysis is ok, but—

The two modern blades intersect each other, and the high-density energy fields collide and interfere with each other, sparkling electro-optics and sparks.

then--

"Huh huh huh?!!!"

Menger’s screaming surprise came from the constant smile of the puppet~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The imperial medical deputy director Si, who had always been steady, stared incredulously at the flaming picture.

The two "ice blades" are staggered in the air in a cross shape, and the "ice blade" that was split horizontally is deeply embedded in the big knife cut by the "siren".

Menger was stunned, but he could not deny the reality that happened before him, and the rationality behind this fact.

The same technique, also waving with amazing momentum and speed, "Siren" also has several advantages.

But a 4-meter-long knife and a 40-meter-long knife collide with each other. No matter what posture they collide with, the one that is split or broken must be the former.

The force field keeps splitting the force field, cutting off the "ice blade" as if cutting grease, and cutting the "sirens" below the shoulder blades and sinking deep into the ground.

With a loud bang, the ceiling of the sewer that could no longer sustain collapsed, and the earth and water flowed down, swallowing everything in the blink of an eye.