1718 Mechanical Construction

The entire commercial district has been engulfed in flames, and the various collapsed buildings have even begun to melt under the intense heat.

As if it was being sunk by the ground, the hundred-meter-long neck of the snake-necked dragon in front of him was curled and drooped on its carapace, suppressing only a small part of its huge head. The red light that faintly shines through the neck bones is getting clearer and clearer.

In the flat body covered by Raymond's sense, all the gears and chains inside were running rapidly. The short-term excessive wear finally caused friction and slight collisions between some gears, causing harsh noises to appear. And the overall temperature inside it is also rising sharply.

It's just that certain phenomena cannot be reversed after they occur, not to mention the invisible restrictions under his body, which also prevents Raymond, who has some control over the power of time, from slowing down its operation speed, let alone It made it stop.

After being in a deep sleep for a long time, and even its memory had been tampered with to some extent, this demonic dragon was able to regain its consciousness at the last moment. It cannot but be said to be a mysterious coincidence.

If it weren't for the fact that Moretz knocked out the dragon head first, and Raymond happened to notice that there were two relatively independent operating systems in its back armor, and blocked them at the right time, he would have suffered. The demonic dragon under control can only have its fighting instinct until death, and will eventually disappear along with District 31.

Oh, right.

This behemoth with a thick and long neck and the heads of the main and secondary dragons is not the snake-necked dragon that Moritz judged, but the turtle-necked dragon that once existed in the abyss. It is a monster with ancient blood. Descendants of the Dragon Lord!

The time limit of its survival was stated from the beginning, so when Monet of the Turtle-necked Neck Dragon began to tell, Raymond and Moretz stopped talking and listened quietly.

"I am Monet. I was captured by the evil existence while traveling in the void and transformed into what I am now..."

It’s unknown how long Monet has been sleeping here, and it’s unclear where this place is. His memory has been tampered with to some extent, but it’s just that he has the bloodline inheritance of the ‘Lord of the Demonic Dragon’. He gradually regained some of his original sanity while sleeping, and remembered the horror that happened to him.

Monet before his capture. It was a demonic dragon that had reached the seventh level of peak strength. However, after he was captured, he underwent a series of modifications to his body, and his strength actually deteriorated.

Similar to a new biological form formed by the fusion of biological body and mechanical structure, Monet will wake up and appear under certain conditions, but the dragon head at the end of its tail actually controls the entire body. The key to the body is only when the deputy dragon's head is destroyed and the connection between it and Monet's body is severed. Only Monet, the turtle-necked dragon, can regain his original sanity.

"As a descendant of the Lord of Demonic Dragons, I, Monet, have fallen into this situation. It is my own fault. However, the companions who accompanied me into the void could not even survive the transformation and have long since turned into dust..."

Monet, the regretful and lamented turtle-necked dragon, turned red all over his eyes when he said this. He opened his mouth and spat out a pitch-black sphere and spoke to Raymond. "There are not many memories left about the evil one. I hope I can give you some help. I am willing to use my crystal core in exchange for the transmission of information to let the tribe know that I, Monet, no longer exist in the world. Please don't Continue to search for my traces..."

After catching the dark sphere, Raymond discovered after a little inspection that it contained memories belonging to the turtle-necked dragon Monet, including fragments of its past and what he saw during its transformation.

"At most, this place will be destroyed in a moment. Please take my crystal core and leave quickly..." Monet, a turtle-necked dragon with sadness in his eyes, slowly lowered his head. Just along with the weak energy fluctuations generated around his head, the dented top of his head exploded in vain, and a crystal core stained with blood and brain matter popped out.

Raymond, who caught the crystal core with a flick of his body, felt that Monet's vitality was rapidly dissipating, and the luster in his eyes quickly disappeared, and he actually ended his life by committing suicide.

Within its back armor covered by perception, the gears of various shapes and sizes have been driven to the limit by the chain. The worn metal particles have interfered with the operation of the entire system, and it will obviously soon be Reaching the limit and collapsing.

For the invisible restriction underneath Monet’s body. Raymond has never been able to find its source, because the layers of barriers and protective force fields from his body to the bottom make it impossible for Raymond's perception to penetrate. Unless you spend time unblocking them one by one, it's impossible to figure out the cause.

"Raymon, it's time to go. The vibrations below made me feel strongly uneasy..."

Moritz's reminder made Raymond restrain his sensory detection. After clicking, he immediately went in the direction of the caveman alliance's evacuation.

Not long after the two left, the red light produced in vain from the Monet area of ​​the turtle-necked dragon formed a mushroom cloud in an instant like a nuclear explosion, followed by a tsunami-like shock wave that spread in all directions. , not only everything on the surface was reduced to nothing, but even the foundation layer of more than ten meters underground in District 31 was completely eradicated.

Sabrina and the others who retreated to more than ten thousand meters away were stunned by the thirty-first district that disappeared in an instant. Even with their seventh-level strength, it was difficult to guarantee that they could retreat unscathed.

Raymond copied the information in the dark sphere given by the tortoise-shelled cervical dragon Monet and handed it to Moritz. After she read it, Raymond spoke. "It is estimated that every district has a guardian beast similar to this, but it is not clear what the conditions for their activation are..."

"No matter what it is, the actions of the "holy lord" are intolerable! I believe that there should be a lot of people who have similar encounters with Monet..."

Raymond shook his head after hearing this. The actions of the holy lord have long exceeded the limit that any race can tolerate. However, whether the results obtained in the thirty-first district can meet the original expectations still need to wait for the analysis of the cave dweller alliance to know.

Because Raymond spoke while continuing to retreat. "The characteristics of mechanical structures need to be taken seriously, especially those whose minds have been completely wiped out, who are willing to self-destruct and destroy everything. There should not be many who can restore their original minds like Monet!"

"The Tortoise-necked Dragon family is the top level among the Abyss Dragons. They are good at mastering space and time, but their fighting methods still tend to be primitive instincts. If Monet had used his racial talent before, we would not have been able to beat him so badly..."

Raymond's heart moved when he heard this, and he asked. "You mean the Tortoise-Neck Dragon's innate ability didn't show up before?"

"Yes, Monet didn't use the innate ability of the Dragon Lord before, so I regarded him as a snake-necked dragon, not a higher-level Tortoise-Neck Dragon!"

"Then can we say that because Monet's memory has been tampered with, he has lost the ability to use his racial talents, or because the Holy Lord has transformed Monet's mechanical structure, even if he is activated to attack us who invaded Area 31, he instinctively gave up his racial talents and adopted the most basic abilities of the Dragon Clan?"

This somewhat awkward statement stunned Moritz. After thinking for a long time, she spoke uncertainly. "Maybe. The descendants of the Demon Dragon Lord are already few in number in the Abyss Plane. The thinness of their bloodline also makes it more difficult for their descendants to reproduce. If the message and memories entrusted by Monet before his death can be handed over to the lineage of the Demon Dragon Lord, I believe that the extremely vengeful Demon Dragon Clan will also join the camp against the Holy Lord..." (To be continued ~^~)