Wasteland Echoer

"Listen to those non-staff members, it seems that it is not surprising now that you can understand the 'Confused Song'. After all, you are a high-ranking red cardinal of the Church of Dark Night." Brett suddenly spoke, interrupting Melina You tell it like a narcissist.

"I don't seem to have seen you, nor have I sensed any professional or demonic energy from your body. If you are an ordinary human being, face the mad body of one of the 12 orthodox cardinals of our Church of the Lost. , it’s hard to guarantee that you won’t fall into a state of dementia, or have a mental breakdown on the spot and fall into madness.” Melinaer stared at Brett with surprised eyes, looking him up and down with a sense of surprise.

"Is this weird? Imperial soldiers who have experienced life and death in this wasteland, how many things can make us collapse and fall into madness?" Brett's tone revealed a strong sense of disdain.

As a soldier of the Empire, a human being who lives and dies for the Empire and mankind, Brett rarely regards the Lost and the Heartless as objects with which he can communicate.

Except for Mi You. In Brett's subconscious, this vampire boy, [thief] Mi You, is more like a person with super powers than a real lost person. He is a person who can unite and cooperate.

As for the woman in front of her, Melinale, who revealed her identity and experience in connection with the "Confused Song", Brett subconsciously did not want to have any more conversations with him.

If it weren't for the "mad body" that couldn't be knocked down with a firearm just now, and if it wasn't for the purpose of protecting Wright, who was obviously exhausted, he would have immediately used all the strength in his body to fight to the death.

Instead of wasting time here with the lost like a scholar, a writer, or a dramatist.

"I'm very curious about your identity, and I want to know your name. In my memory, at least I have not seen your face among the big shots, or the group of people with powerful powers, and I don't have many reminders. Someone who looks similar to you." Melinal suddenly spoke, raising her head and staring at Brett's angular face.

As she spoke, her eyes were quickly occupied by a resentful purple color, emitting a faint light that seemed ethereal and profound against the darkness, as if a real "witch" was driving a ghost.

It's just that this "ghost" is not a disembodied soul, but a strong, wolf-headed No. 7 "mad body" called the "Cardinal".

"Brett Klein, after the Kusha noble. He is currently the captain of the Z team of the "Silence's Advent" operation of the Socra Guards, and the captain of the "Silence Exploration Team". His current professional rank is Red Earth 2."

Brett reported his identity information in detail, and he tried to communicate with Melinare as much as possible through verbal conversation.

On the one hand, this method can allow the enemy to reveal more information and inadvertently reveal one's own weaknesses during the conversation. On the other hand, it can be used to observe the enemy and find suitable opportunities for surprise attacks.

This is a course called "Special Mission" between the Imperial Army and the Socra Guard. Faced with a gap in strength, the two sides are in a confrontation, and the enemy is interested in you, or needs to obtain certain information from you. way of coping.

It is generally used by imperial superpowers who perform lurking missions, or by imperial soldiers who find an enemy in a lurking state and start fighting with him. Obviously, Brett's identity belongs to the latter.

Therefore, during the conversation, Brett's right hand firmly grasped the 30-centimeter-long cold weapon dagger named "Kusa's Blade" with a silver-white metallic luster, and his left hand steadily held the "Eternal Light" " brand flashlight, hit the ground, with the help of the subtle light diffused, carefully observe every move of Melinal and "Crazy Body".

"Brett Klein? A member of Red Earth 2's escort team?" Melinaer felt incredible, with a twisted smile on her face, and coldly snorted:

"A true Akatsuki Level 2 person is not even qualified to confront the Lost Ones head-on. Even Sokra and Zhnetsk, which are filled with talented people and powerful humans, must at least be of the same level to be able to confront the Lost Ones head-on. Above the hurricane. If I remember correctly, there are clear provisions in the imperial laws and military regulations that I read when I lost my memory and was a teacher and professor. 'Kill the Lost, the rank can be directly promoted to Hurricane 5, those who have never killed the Lost One will not be promoted to this level'."

"That's just a stipulation of the empire's law. Perhaps one or two hundred years ago, rank was indeed the absolute standard for measuring strength, but it is people who evaluate rank. Where there are people, there are endless unspoken rules. In other words, rank The rules of order have long lost their original value for measurement.

The current rank is just a game played by nobles and high-ranking officials of the empire. Those who sacrifice their lives are the imperial [soldiers] who are on the frontline battlefield, fighting against the unintentional people and you lost ones. And those who gain the greatest benefits are the upper echelons of this huge empire who are trying to restore order. "Brett truthfully told his inner thoughts.

"This explanation is very new to us. After all, in the Church of the Lost, everything follows the fairness established by the Creator. The Matthew effect is not suitable for us. We worship the Lord, the Creator, the sequential gods, and even the old ones. The sun is bright. However, we always observe and examine the wasteland world we live in from a pessimistic perspective." Melinar suddenly said in a low voice.

She once again looked up and down at Brett, who was neatly dressed in a guard uniform and a series of tactical equipment. After slightly nodding, she glanced at the man behind her who was taller than Brett with a somewhat sad emotion. Crazy body", using a deep voice unique to mature women, she narrated:

"This world is a terrible dream of the Creator, and we are just an insignificant cog in the endless reincarnation. Therefore, we must uphold the moral code given to us by God and God: seize the excess and make up for the deficiency as much as possible. People cannot make the opposite choice. Because 'the Creator is watching you', and He is calculating every reincarnation in His dream."

"The reincarnation of the Creator?" Brett wondered. Issues related to philosophy and church have always been his weakness. When he was studying in Kusha, the subjects he skipped the most were "Philosophy," "Occultism," and "History." Three courses.

"There is an eternal cycle of reincarnation in our world. Human beings started from eating hair and drinking blood, and slowly moved towards primitive tribes. When human beings' ability to claim nature strengthens, countries will be born, kings and popes will exist, and they will enter the era of magic and knights.

In the beginning, humans relied on wooden, bronze, and iron tools. After the next era came, steam and machinery became the mainstream of the entire world. The existence called technology has replaced magic and has become the brightest, most shining thing in this era, and the thing that can bring hope to all races of mankind.

However, the culmination of everything is the collapse of order, and then entering a new reincarnation. There is a similar record in the fragmentary pages of the oracle that record the descent of the ‘seven first gods’. "Melinal's eyes seemed to be spreading out the light of "wisdom" and "inspiration" sent by the gods.

Then, she blinked hard a few times in the darkness, and her slightly dry, red and swollen eyes looked like a ferocious, greedy, and predatory snake-like beast hidden in the dark mist to Brett and Miyou. Staring at her prey sexually.

"Oracle! Hahahahahahahaha!" Melinaer suddenly burst out into a horrifying laugh.

Her tone suddenly became sharp, like a piano that had cut off three-quarters of the treble and alto parts and only played the bass part. It was more like countless mechanical chariots, trains, and ships pressing simultaneously. The honking horn is general.

Her fair and malnourished face suddenly turned rosy, and then became extremely red, as if the red paint used in painting had been melted and smeared all over her face.

Immediately afterwards, Brett used the light of the "Eternal Light" flashlight to observe that countless tiny drops of water seeped out of Melinaer's red face.

If you look carefully, you will see that it is not the usual salt-rich sweat, nor the "burning liquid" from an unintentional person, nor the product of some kind of cosmetics soaked in water, but thick, scarlet blood!

As the "blood beads" continued to gush out, countless wounds appeared on her face that looked like sharp daggers. They were constantly superimposed, growing, and expanding.

In less than five seconds, the skin on her face completely disappeared, revealing the striped muscle tissue inside and the white, sinister bones!

"By the way, this is the price of listening to and understanding the oracle, and the 'confused song' also belongs to the category of the oracle." Melina's skinless lips opened and closed, in the brilliance of the moon. Against the background, it actually has a different "flavor".

"oracle.?"

Staring at the bizarre scene, Brett blurted out subconsciously.

Even though he is an Imperial soldier who has experienced battles for many years, even though fighting against the Heartless and the Lost has never been separated from his daily life, he still unconsciously felt his lips trembling, his hands fighting, and even his straight legs began to feel faint. There is a feeling of being drained of strength.

"That's right, Oracle." Melinaer confirmed in a sharp voice:

"This planet is the product of each reincarnation superimposed on each other. Only by extending the time of each reincarnation as much as possible can the Creator be more immersed in the dream of creating the world and ignore the existence of time. If you plunder too much and ask for too much, The Creator will wake up due to boredom. And when He truly sees the awakening of all reincarnations, the entire universe will usher in collapse and destruction.

Therefore, the Church of the Lost, whether it is the Church of Hope, which considers itself the messenger of God, the Church of Dark Night, which lives in the fog of darkness, or the Church of Giants, which has mutated bodies and is a combination of all kinds of ugly things, will abide by fairness and love.

And 'love' is still the first in the sequence of cards and is the foundation of all harmonious things. Its image is a goddess wearing a white veil with a green crown on her head, and white platycodon falling around her. This is the only bright pattern, different from the ‘prayer’ I had when I was recognized for my upper-class profession. "

"What is the image of the prologue card of 'Prayer'? And why do you, a crazy woman, have traces of contact with the gods of the past and the god of evil? Do you know? You almost killed [thief] Miyu. "Wright's slightly weak voice mixed with gasping came from behind Brett.

He picked up the "Crazy Bear" pistol with his right hand, struggled to support his body with his legs, and groped for the window sill with his left hand. He endured the tearing pain in his body, stood up slowly, and leaned against the wall with his back, barely holding on. Standing position.

"The purple-robed woman kneeling on her knees, clasped her hands, closed her eyes, lowered her head slightly, and prayed in a pious manner. But the god hidden under the crimson moon was obscured by the clouds, and only a few octopus-like tentacles were exposed. Those white moonlight shining from the red moon are misleading the world with fake light. This is the content of the image, but I am very curious, little brother, looking at your outfit, I guess you are also with Brett Klein The same escort status, right? Why do I sense the disgusting smell of [Order] from you?" Melinal glanced at Wright sideways with a vicious look.

Immediately afterwards, she subconsciously took two steps back, and her back was completely pressed against the broad and muscular chest of "Crazy Body".

It seems that in her subconscious, a strong body can bring her the ultimate sense of security in the spiritual realm.

"Answer my question first. You only answered half of it just now. I want to know why your power can easily communicate with the old gods and evil gods? Since you are the Lost One and our enemy, then, Doing this will definitely not violate the education I received and the morals I uphold!" Wright roared.

Relying on the remaining strength in his right hand and the firearms skills he had "reviewed" at the underground shooting range in Chekavsk, he smoothly raised the "Bear Bear" pistol and pointed it at Melina's head, threatening her.

"Although we are enemies." Melinaer did not deny the identity of the hostility, "but you saved me from those legion people and I still need to be grateful to you. This is why I did not let the 'Crazy Body' The reason why I can continue to attack you is to chat with you here. However, I can indeed answer your questions as part of my repayment."

Melina stared at Wright's "Crazy Bear" pistol with her purple eyes, showing no fear of mechanical weapons.

On the contrary, she did not dare to continue to feel the aura emanating from Wright's body, nor did she dare to look directly into his pure black eyes.

After staring at the dark gun barrel for a second or two, she tightened the muscles near her lips that had lost their skin, forced a smile, and said gloomily:

"The source of faith of the Church of Dark Night is the Lord of Dark Night, the No. 2 god. We are the product of darkness and the native people of darkness. As we all know, the evil god hides behind the black mist, and the old gods hide in the deep sea. Faith As a Lord of the Dark Night, as the Cardinal of the Church of the Dark Night, who else can I pray to besides the God of Evil and the Old Gods?

The [thief] in your mouth must be full of admiration for the goddess of light, or the longing for 'hope', so he will conflict with the power of the evil god and make extreme and irrational actions. "

"That's it." Wright sighed, put down the pistol, and stuck it to the side of his trousers pocket, with the muzzle pointing downward and perpendicular to the ground, making a gesture that represented a brief "peace" and "truce" in imperial culture.

Then, he asked in a steady tone:

"I think you mentioned just now that you spent three years mastering the diary of the Determinator and the information about the daughter of Tool Yuan. But this thing is actually nothing new. For us, it is almost a human being. A 'secret' that everyone knows. As a lost person lurking in the city, haven't you gotten some special information related to it?"

"Of course." Melina held her head high and said confidently in a high tone:

"That message is right here, right at the Donusk ruins, right behind you in the lake surrounded by steel!"

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