Wasteland Echoer

"That is a laser that belongs to technology, and it is also a ray of magic. I feel it, Wright, that 'laser' is not only the power of the 'Dark Crest', but also the power of MB-008: Eye of the Bright Night."

Fansuo explained, his eyes staring straight at "Sinais" who was standing there roaring with eight tentacles tumbling continuously. He didn't know whether he was shocked by its power or suppressed by the power of the sequence monster.

"'Eye of the Bright Night'? Is it the S-level monster you just mentioned? What's so special about it?" Wright asked.

"At the moment... there is no other information."

"No information?" Wright was surprised, then sighed softly:

"Then you have to fight hard and fight with strength to get the information."

"However, I have seen a few words about the 'Eye of the Bright Night' from His Highness Evante. After all, he thinks I am a talent and wants to train me. He also promised me that after the war, the new empire will The cabinet will no longer have a consul, but will restore the old system. Aaron will become the first prime minister of the new empire, and I will enter the cabinet and hold an important position." Fansuo's eyes suddenly became bright, revealing a Mixed with contented longing.

"I'm more concerned about the current situation than...the status after the war." Wright pointed his gun at "Sinais" not far away.

Fansuo turned around and saw that the monster that had just knocked out several people in the altar was baring its sharp fangs. A mixture of sticky black residue and scarlet, foul-smelling blood was flowing out from near its mouth, and it was shouting manically.

Moreover, his eight tentacles were fluttering wildly and wildly, hitting the ground with all their strength, trying to destroy the altar that was obscured by dark clouds and on the edge of the cliff.

"Don't worry, Wright." Fansuo's expression suddenly became relaxed, and he said lightly and in a weird tone:

"'People' will face death, and the existence of many people is just consumables. Just like the woman named Ina, she may be the princess of the Crusted Empire, John saved her, and Aaron helped her recover The body is just there to take advantage of her singing voice.”

"The kind of song that induces evil in people's hearts, confuses people's cognition, and leads people to collapse is inherently evil. Human beings who possess it will be burned by the light and reduced to ashes after the advent of the new world. Including Oliver, that A [Twin], it betrayed his leader. Death is the best destination for such a traitor. Of course, before anyone discovers his ugly behavior.

As for the other two, they are indeed dispensable to a certain extent. The empire will not be sad because of the loss of a surrendered 'Lost One', and His Highness Ivant will not be devastated by the death of his teacher. So, there's no need to rush, Wright. Relying on them to consume more of the power of 'Sinais', wouldn't it be nice for you to take the opportunity to defeat him, and then just the two of us enter the realm of gods? "

"You're too scary!" Wright looked at the young-looking "Lost One" with a shocked expression, whose voice had not lost its childishness, the "Mystery", the Cardinal of the Church of Dark Night.

Just now, when passing through the sea of ​​sunflowers, he acted very "normal", like a "wise man" who knew a lot about gods, myths and history.

In order for Wright to "see" the battle in the altar, he stabbed his own heart and used the liquid flowing inside to help Wright understand everything.

But now, he made such an argument that was contrary to the education that Wright had received as an imperial soldier and contrary to the value system advocated by the empire.

Is this the true nature of Fansuo, or is he contaminated by the power of monsters or dirty filth?

At least, based on Wright's observations and perceptions, he did not think Fanso was an evil egoist.

Seemingly reading Wright's thoughts, Fansuo showed a bitter smile, turned around and looked up at Wright and said:

"You must think that I am a villain, an egoist, a madman who only knows how to plunder and satisfy himself, right? Indeed, such people are not uncommon in the wasteland world, and this kind of value is not wrong to a certain extent. , and even some people's fans, such as 'Ruin Hunters'. But I don't say this completely from my heart.

You are a rare [Order] profession. In the future, you will definitely be a 'god' above everything else. You must learn to be cruel. For gods, life is life. It can be objects, consumables, or garbage that can be seen everywhere. You don't have to pay or sacrifice yourself for anyone's life, even if someone sacrifices for you. "

"Mr. Wright, do you know? The road to the Black Iron Throne is always covered with blood, either your blood or your enemy's. The compassion that exists in your heart is limited to letting others think you have mercy. It is enough, you must Learn to be cruel, understand killing, and have ruthlessness. [The Orderer] cannot be someone hanging in the Lord's church for people to pay homage to the Virgin, but an existence that is willing to sacrifice everything and work hard for a goal. Please wait now, please wait A good enough time."

The second half of Fanso's words came out almost in a roar, as if he was advising a stubborn person with a rock-hard heart to "open up."

He believes that pure kindness and justice must be the most unreal existence. People who uphold these will eventually fall into endless madness and eventually suffocate like running out of air. The holiness sent down by the gods is just an illusion that makes people continue to be enslaved. Those who believe in those will eventually be forgotten in the darkness, in the abyss, or even bury themselves in the whispers of demonic dreams in pure illusion!

It seems he succeeded!

He saw that the red color in Wright's eyes was a little stronger.

In less than half a second, Wright's expression changed from anxious to angry. He clenched his teeth and made a "crack" sound. He clenched his fist tightly in his left hand and held the pistol in his right hand, causing a large area of ​​his skin to turn white and without blood. .

In fact, a breath of killing and death, more despairing than "mourn", "spurted" out of Wright's body, making Fansuo's heart "beat" involuntarily.

A few seconds later, looking at "Sinais" who was still stubbornly going crazy on the spot with electric currents crisscrossing his body like a small purple snake, Wright gritted his teeth and almost said a sentence:

"The few words about...'The Eye of the Bright Night', what exactly are...!"

"That's it..." Fansuo cleared his throat and said:

"The long cold nightclub has gone away, and the blazing sun has risen where Liyue fell. Layers of cages trap the eyes that see through everything. Only by peeling away the illusion can we see the reality."

"Is that all?" Wright asked gloomily.

"Of course... I think it's enough for you, an imperial soldier with red magic power, a human with endless potential as a [Order], and enough for you to defeat the new human being 'Sinais' who has consumed most of his power. I'm... I'm looking forward to it..." Fansuo twisted his body on the spot like a mental patient, and said in a distorted tone mixed with a hint of excitement:

"Looking forward to your cruelty, killing and viciousness!"

Snapped!

A slap fell on Fansuo's face unexpectedly.

Wright's slap was so hard that it not only instantly left a clear fingerprint on Fansuo's face, making him feel burning pain, but also made him freeze in place with a look of disbelief and resentful eyes. Look at Wright.

"I will not betray the education I received, let alone my ideals. If I were evil, I would feel sorry for those who died for me. Becoming a god who rules over everything does not just rely on deception, killing and conspiracy. Ruthless. You have to learn to believe in the light." Wright said, leaving a smile like a gentle sunshine on the corner of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, he roared angrily, flapped his dragon-like wings, kicked off the ground with both feet, and suddenly leaped into the air, leaving a faint circle of smoke and dust in place.

A few seconds later, Wright landed smoothly in front of "Sinais", looking up at the monster formerly known as Imperial General Kaigu with a solemn expression, his lips moved, but in the end he did not utter a single word.

Then, he pointed the muzzle of the "Crazy Bear" pistol at the ground, bowed slightly, and silently recited words such as "I salute you."

This is what he should do after he warned George "not to forget the hero" when he first met him in the Socratic City Library after waking up in this world.

Even though Kaigu is not a sculpture, a body, or a living human being at the moment, he is worthy of respect.

After completing this action, Wright's eyes became sharp, his legs were slightly bent, he picked up the "Crazy Bear" pistol in his right hand, pointed it at "Sinais"'s forehead, where the "Dark Crest" existed, and shot.

boom! boom! boom! …

Six consecutive bullets, mixed with indifferent flames, struck towards "Sinais".

This attack consumed all the bullets in the magazine of the Mad Bear pistol.

Therefore, after the attack, Wright quickly inserted the pistol back into his waist. His whole body trembled and he exerted force, controlling the six "Touches of Darkness" to continue to grow, reaching a length of nearly ten meters.

Wright could clearly foresee the result of the pistol attack just now. As he expected, with an understated whistling sound, the bullet was instantly bounced away by a light blue defensive barrier when it came into contact with the "Dark Crest".

However, the bullet attack at least attracted "Sinais"'s attention.

After a slightly sluggish pause for two or three seconds, it finally stopped its crazy state.

Immediately afterwards, he leaned forward slightly, turned his eight tentacles to the back, twisted his non-human head, and his Gorgon-like "hair" swayed, seeming to be staring with interest at this person who dared to be alone. The "little guy" who challenged him.

A few seconds later, along with the sound of thunder, a harsh, half-smiling noise came out of "Sinais"'s throat.

Then, he surged the magic power in his body as much as possible, thereby increasing the pressure, causing his mouthparts to open and close slightly, condensing pure black power.

"Are you going to use rays again? Although I don't know whether this is the power of the 'Dark Crest' or the 'Eye of the Bright Night', I still want to touch it with you!"

Thinking to himself, Wright stretched out his hands and changed his palms into fists, surging with extraordinarily abundant red magic power.

Immediately, a large number of red particles emerged from around Wright, and the bright red color instantly filled his fists.

Within a second, the red particles gathered together and formed. After flashing through ripples, a huge shield like a projection with the pattern of "a two-headed eagle holding an iris in its mouth" appeared in front of him.

In an instant, after the "stab" sound, whether it was a coincidence or intentional, pure black rays shot directly into the eyes of the double-headed eagle on the shield, absorbing part of the surrounding light, making everything darker.

Different from the effect of attacking several people at the altar just now, what surprised even "Sinais" was that the moment the dark rays came into contact with the "Eagle Shield of the Red Kite", they were absorbed as if falling into the endless universe. , without causing any substantial attack effect.

Feeling the increasingly cold hands and the increasingly dim shield, Wright quickly noticed something.

As the power accumulated in the shield reached the edge of control, and before the red part completely turned into darkness, Wright once again surged the red magic power in his body, whispered the spell for spirit formation, and pushed hard, knocking the shield into the ground. Towards the body of "Sinais".

Zhila-zila-zila!

The purple electric arc wrapped around the huge body of "Sinais" instantly turned into a silver-white existence after contacting the shield.

They continue to converge towards the contact point between the shield and the body, trying to block the invasion of pure black power emanating from the huge body itself.

bump!

A deafening explosion sounded. The silver current could not withstand the double attack of the shield and the pure black power. It seemed to be overloaded and exploded instantly.

Scarlet blood mist suddenly spread around, and the suspended body of "Sinais" began to become shaky.

As a large mass of fluff on his chest fell to the ground along with the red flesh and blood, the mysterious power that maintained the suspension broke away. He fell heavily to the ground, losing more than half of his combat effectiveness.

Looking at the giant monster lying on the ground, struggling to get up again, Wright actually felt a trace of extreme exhaustion.

As if affected by the power of pure black rays, messy pictures began to flash in Wright's mind.

There were scenes of fighting, crime, chaos, blood, and many memories of facing death, all of which impacted his mental realm at an inappropriate time, making him feel swollen all over and in pain as if his head was about to explode.

While Wright was covering his head and struggling in place, "Sinais" let out an unwilling roar.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his huge white tiger-like claws and grabbed at Wright's chest!

when! Wow! Stab!

There was a "sweet" sound from the collision of metal, followed by a sound like metal cutting a sharp steel plate, and finally the terrible muffled sound of flesh being sliced ​​open.

After the initial numbness, the pain penetrating into his heart happened to "awaken" Wright.

After realizing that he was being attacked, Wright relied on the "Touch of Darkness" to support the ground, jumped up suddenly, and landed lightly on the railing at the edge of the altar.

After landing deftly on the ground, he looked towards his chest.

The silver-white tactical armor attached to the chest and tightly attached to the flesh was cut open abruptly. The scratches on the left were shallower, but a layer was pulled down by the way, revealing Wright's plump chest and the faint glow of his heart. Blue glowing heart.

But the scratches on the right side were very deep, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and dense white bones could be seen. The flowing blood even dyed some of the silver-white areas of the tactical armor red.