Excellent Fanfiction 2: The Loving Mother on the Tower of Chaos and Dispersion

Excellent Fanfiction 2: The Kind Mother on the Tower of Chaos and Dispersion

The single eye on the tower-like head of the giant beast was spinning, and its thick claws were whistling with evil wind. The tail of the mace of the engine oil · Akxiu touched the ground, drew an arc on the ground, avoided a blow, and then rolled on the ground to avoid two consecutive interceptions.

Similar games have happened dozens of times in a flash, the atmosphere was torn into pieces by the steel body, and the wind was like a tide. The vacuum belt that was constantly born and destroyed made a sound of explosion, like howling and roaring.

This can't go on.

Akxiu frowned his non-existent brows.

Can't fight in close combat, the Cancer's powerful horsepower that shakes the mountains and rivers will die if it is hit.

Can't just dodge, continuing like this will only eat up all the space for maneuver... or continuous overclocking will cause the parts of the whole body to deform and scatter under accumulated fatigue... It's just dragging the immediate death into a foreseeable chronic death.

The gap is not in martial arts skills, but in the prosthesis. The huge body and unparalleled strength allow the beast to rely on continuous attacks and terrain to squeeze his strategy when his martial arts are far inferior to his own. In the face of absolute power, skills seem so weak. Even if you can predict every attack and calculate every optimal solution, it will only lead to a dead end. This move hides the same "intention" as the gun and cannon.

In this case, I will use the method to deal with you against the gun and cannon!

"Bang!"

[Alarm, chassis monitor damaged! Alarm, chassis monitor damaged! ]

The steel beast screamed shrilly, and a stream of molten gold pierced through its eyes under its belly, like a long rainbow piercing the sun. Akxiu's feet have closed, covering the barrel, and he moved again, like a drop of exposed mercury beads sliding flexibly between the giant feet of Cancer, barely avoiding the trampling that came one after another.

Although the shot just now was successful, the action that deviated from the algorithm's prediction also caused the winning rate assessment to decline rapidly. The shadows that fell from above formed a dynamic cage, locking his displacement path more and more tightly. The shock wave rolled over the cracked land, and the broken soil and rocks flew along with the sound waves.

[Cancer] Swinging foot chain lock!

Just now, I gave up the optimal solution for a moment and chose to shoot at the bottom of the foot. Although it destroyed its vision of the lower abdomen, the beast has the intelligence to judge its position and movement tendency by the trajectory, and it is also easy to identify the position by sound. This move seems to have no other use except to accelerate the defeat of the warrior. It is simply a bad move.

Is it?

The warrior shook off a kick with the limit of displacement, and several small balls were shaken off from his back. The moment they hit the ground, they began to roll around, and the dense footsteps appeared in this small space at the same time.

This is the art of sound clone!

The trajectory of these singing beads was carefully designed by Akexiu. The recordings were bounced off the cave wall and heard by the giant beast, who would be regarded as the footsteps of several people. Moreover, this false trajectory implied some kind of martial arts law. In the sense that Cancer lost the vision of the lower abdomen and could only listen to the sound to identify the position, it was like multiple warriors suddenly appeared.

Of course, the wisdom of the beast should not be underestimated. It naturally did not believe that Akexiu could clone, but the existence of multiple sound sources was enough to make it unable to judge which one was the real one, forcing it to change its strategy.

The young warrior easily avoided Cancer's tentative sweep again. The move just now worked as expected. Its offensive was obviously no longer open and unstoppable, but tended to be conservative and defensive. Akexiu could see that its strategy group was like a wanton radiating branch curled up into a closed iron lotus. Reasonable move, this is the best choice when you don't know where the enemy will launch an attack. As long as the enemy appears, you can immediately counterattack and reverse the situation. It is very difficult to deal with. But as long as you break the offensive just now, you will win.

Under the clamp of the forced character technique and the swinging foot chain lock, Akexiu was once in a passive state, but now, the convergence of the strategy group is creating a window for him to attack.

This window period will not be too long. He is now in the blind spot formed by the beast head being blocked by the huge body in the outer circle of Cancer's abdomen. The steel giant beast quickly switched between heavy stomping and sweeping attacks, trying to force itself out of the blind spot and compress the possibility of its own displacement. The acoustic illusion created by the sound beads will soon be broken, and then it will lock itself again and regain the initiative.

But what's the harm!

Now that it has been freed from the lock, more dodging is just a waste of opportunity!

Step forward, kick hard, and the accumulated strength is released instantly! The powerful impact caused layers of earth waves on the already broken ground. The steel warrior jumped up, and the silver-white whirlwind rolled up the wall at the speed of sound, and then turned into a cannonball, shooting at the beast head from the most tricky angle.

If it was just for a sneak attack, then this behavior would be absolutely stupid. A warrior who can't use leverage in mid-air is like a fish on a chopping board. How could Cancer miss it? The two claws that have been waiting for a long time are waiting for this opportunity, and they intercept each other with a force that can crush mountains and rivers. This is a fatal situation!

"Bang!"

"Clang!"

The two claws intersect, and the sharp metallic sound resounds through the sky. Akexiu suddenly draws an impossible arc and passes by the fatal attack.

Who said that in the air, there is no way to use leverage? !

Akexiu roared in his heart, and the blazing dragon spewed out of his feet. The fierce recoil drove the entire left knee to fly and attack the beast head, and the knee armor that was specially transformed into a ramming horn accurately pierced the red eye.

[Alarm! The monitor on the top of the cabin is damaged! Alarm! The armor on the top of the cabin is damaged! Alarm! The gripping arm is disabled! ]

The beast roared in vain, presumably it also realized that it was trapped in a dead end. It wanted to return to defend, but its claws suddenly tilted and hit the skull, leaving a huge dent. The two long maces were thrown out the moment the warrior left the wall. The situation just now that must kill it induced it to ignore everything and let the maces embed into the joints, blocking the most important transmission wheel.

It was a foregone conclusion.

Akexiu easily induced the desperate beast to smash off its own skull and flip into the big hole in the center of the beast's body. Although it was still pounding and colliding, trying to interfere with its invasion, the electromagnet under the warrior's feet was firmly attached to the steel body wall of the giant beast. He leisurely lifted a cover on his arm, popped out the interface, and connected to the beast's meridians. The previous battle was just a piece of cake, and the next one was the most difficult battle.

The warrior's consciousness dived into another world.

The tide of data hit him, and warm water seeped in from the gaps in the prosthesis. The long-lost feeling of water, which he had not felt for a long time since his whole body was transformed into a golden body, he had almost forgotten the touch of water.

It was not a rhetoric of words, but synesthesia. He tried to use the idle touch to process the data stream. After the internal strength practice reached a higher level, the brain area related to language gradually swallowed up the touch-related cortex.

He swam in the ocean of "numbers" and he moved the water.

Then the world turned upside down.

Even though Akexiu had concentrated his mind to the greatest extent, when the deep and sea-like internal force surged, it still made his whole body burst into sparks.

The young warrior had never seen the ocean, but he understood the feeling of sinking into the trench in an instant - the continuous error sounds squeezed into his soul, sticky, slippery, and cold, dragging him into the endless abyss of loopholes, the biting cold locked his joints, slithered along the driver, and stabbed deep into his brain...

No——!

The young warrior clenched his non-existent teeth, his biological brain was running fast, and all threads were devoted to the game of internal strength. For a moment, the code in the sea of ​​consciousness surged, the internal strength was churning, and a brand new firewall was built, broken, rebuilt, and broken again... The viruses that emerged from the beast's body were like spider silk and ants, densely crawling on every file. Matching, locking, deleting, tracking, countering... He held the long sword of the firewall and slashed continuously, pulling out the hidden roots and cutting them off one by one! The poison was constantly entangled and evolved, and the "blade" was worn and blunted, so it was discarded and recast!

Every time it was recast, the "sword" would become sharper, more handy, and more neat! Akxiu could feel that his internal strength was rapidly improving and breaking through the bottleneck. Sure enough, if you want to integrate it, you must practice it!

After an unknown period of time, he regained the pressure on his joints.

After 10 minutes, the vision eroded by darkness gradually became clear.

3 minutes later, he finally regained the ability to move and launched a counterattack.

1 minute later, Cancer stopped rushing around randomly. It died, and then it was reborn.

Akexiu finally relaxed his tension. The first time he used his inner strength to fight, it was a close call, at least he didn't trigger the emergency "treasure bag". He was too arrogant to use it to fight after only practicing for a few months. Fortunately, the beast's inner strength was as the immortal master said, lacking in aggressiveness, and he was only injured by a thin layer of automatic defense mechanism.

It was still too weak, and he needed to practice more. However, after this fight, his inner strength was obviously more refined and more freely used. Maybe he could try the legendary sighting next time he hunted.

With a little complacency, Akexiu took the steps of the giant beast.

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Long sticks sweeping, steel fists swinging, claws clamping and rushing forward, bullets dragging flame-colored tails straight to the head... all are inevitable and must-kill situations.

Akxiu waved his hands irritably, and the enemies of various shapes, such as human and animal, were shattered one after another, and the layers of outlines were shattered into pieces of blue rotors, and all offensives were scattered into bubbles.

This is obviously not because his martial arts have reached the realm of heaven and man, and he can destroy enemies from all directions with just a wave of his hand.

Left and right are just some illusions. From all the enemies he encountered in the past, as well as himself, he picked up wisdom, extracted the true meaning, and shaped them into perfect opponents in his mind to practice external skills. Therefore, he can summon them and send them away at will, just a matter of killing. But this kind of training method is basically just a means of entertainment for him now.

Akxiu deleted a bunch of useless models.

There is no progress in cultivation.

This is not to say about external skills. To this day, he can still see that there is an extreme peak above the peak of martial arts, and his external skills practice has not encountered any bottlenecks, and every practice is beneficial.

It is completely different for internal skills.

At the beginning, he made rapid progress, which is probably because he already had a certain foundation. Taking limbs from beasts, writing souls into them, shaping golden bodies, and writing external skills strategy groups... These techniques used to build the foundation of external skills are also the foundation of internal skills.

Akexiu's external skills have surpassed the ordinary, and breaking through the first level of command realm of internal skills practice is not a problem. The second level of language realm is a little slower, but it can't be said to be a hindrance.

But then it got stuck without any signs. The reason why I say "without signs" is because it is difficult to find that you have reached a bottleneck. I have indeed mastered more skills, and I use them more fluently. I have also begun to explore higher-level knowledge. Ordinary people may think that this is progress.

Akron thought so at first, but he soon discovered something was wrong. The key feature of the compiler realm—the annexation of other brain areas by the divine realm—had not progressed.

Although there are no medical methods that can detect the reorganization of nerves, the clues can be seen from the fact that the perception of internal force can no longer accommodate useless senses. His tactile perception data flow was simulated by writing a program by himself, which was completely different from the real annexation of the tactile cortex by God's Realm. This shows that he is actually still in the language realm.

Is it just like what the evil demon said, without the "magic medicine" it is absolutely impossible to practice internal strength?

Akron felt upset in his heart.

He also tried to use his internal strength in actual combat, forcing himself to progress through the horror of life and death, and used various techniques as if he could command them. But the result is still no progress.

There seems to be an unbridgeable gap between the language environment and the compilation environment.

So, are you going to find that evil spirit?

Do you want to agree to its deal?

want……

"Jiyou, please don't be too presumptuous! How dare you be distracted while we are discussing the siege!" An angry shout made Jiyou Akeren change the weight of his behavior. He stopped thinking about internal strength and opened the side of his head. prosthetic eye.

That's a man as tall as an iron tower. This is not rhetorical. Sparkplug Woodyland is about ten feet tall and wearing explosive anti-armor. Naturally, he has been completely transformed into a golden body.

The indicator light on the tall and sharp horn above his head is integrated with the prosthetic eye, shining with hot orange light, and his fists and feet are in a posture ready to attack at any time - that is, the so-called angry look: "The village leader has a kind intention. Inviting you to attack the city, don't you know what to do... What are you going to do?"

Before Wu Dilan finished speaking, a steel mace was handed to him. With a little push, the "spire" flew high, drew a parabola, and fell into Akron's hands, leaving the three The meter-high "iron tower" stood silently, motionless.

"What?~%?…,#*'☆&℃$︿★?You did&~%?...,#*'℃￥︿? What, what did you do☆&7℃~%9?…, #……?”

Woodyland's head was slipped into Akatsuti's hands, and a series of murmurs mixed with confusion, fear, and the severe pain of broken cervical vertebrae poured out from the speakers.

There were also exclamations all around.

The attendees made preparations for defense or escape, and the air was full of fear.

"Please be patient and calm." A voice as calm as a mountain passed over everyone's ears and calmed down the panicked participants, "Jiyou Xiandi's martial arts skills are truly amazing and impressive. My subordinate He has a fiery and impulsive temper, and he has offended me a lot. I would really like to thank you for teaching him a lesson for me. I wonder if Brother Jiyou could give him some face and give him back to me so that I can discipline him myself?"

The speaker's prosthetic body has a beautiful streamlined curve, with two "raw" wings on his back, and several small vector nozzles on each of his hands, feet, waist and hips. It is obvious at a glance that he is following a light and agile path similar to Akron himself. , the gray-white paint is also very suitable for hiding itself in the clouds in the sky, and it is obviously an expert in dogfights.

This person is the convener of this grand siege event, the local tycoon and the leader of Yukon Valley Village, Wujing Shuchi.

Akchan remained silent and threw back the head in his hand. Shuchi just moved his hand, and the head, which was much taller than the length of his arm, was pulled into his hand by invisible suction. It was obviously a high-power magnetic field generator in the prosthetic body.

It would be unwise to confront him head-on at this point. Although Akro estimates that his external skill level is not much different from his own, and he still has a chance to win when fighting alone, there are too many wanderers around now. The wanderers attending the meeting were just a ragtag group, not his enemies. Ah, saying "one-on-one" is not appropriate. It would be troublesome for these people to besiege him at the same time. It's just that he can break one-on-one into multiple one-on-ones and defeat them one by one in an extreme time. But the current situation is very different. The master of Yukon Village's external skills is almost the same as him. If a third pair... or more hands are inserted when he is restrained, he will not be able to split the battlefield. There is no guarantee that a fatal flaw will be exposed. As the old saying goes, two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands. His external skills are not at the level that he can compete with thousands of armies.

However, Wujing Shuchi was not easy to get along with, and Akchen's behavior just now was completely offended by him. Although he didn't care much about the lives of these men, to cripple his men in front of him was to slap him in the face. He has been planning to use the siege to build momentum for himself, so that he can build a stronghold into a city and become the overlord of one party. This fact that is degrading to his dignity is unbearable.

But he had to suppress his murderous intention.

I've always heard that Motor Oil Akeru's external skills are powerful, but today when I saw him, he certainly lived up to his reputation. I might not be able to defeat him. In addition, the story of this officer getting rid of the harmful beast [Cancer] has been widely circulated recently and is quite popular. It would be a loss of justice to take him by force.

Most of the wanderers are bullies and fearful of the strong, and they are often self-centered and undisciplined. They have finally managed to gather people's hearts with the help of the righteousness of attacking the city. If they disperse because of this, it will be difficult to gather them again.

After thinking for a moment, Shuchi fine-tuned the voice package and squeezed out a smile:

"Brother Fool is here to thank Brother Xian. Speaking of which, it is thanks to Brother Xian that we can reach the 'agreed number' today. I wonder if Brother Xian has changed his solitary style and came to participate in the siege meeting. What kind of advice?"

"No," Akron answered directly, "You can just arrange these things yourself, I won't participate."

Such a straightforward reply really made Shu Chi stunned for a moment, and he even forgot to use the usual polite words pretending to be respectful to the wise and humble: "You don't have any respect for the siege?"

The loving mother demarcated the original city and gave the most fertile land to mankind. But this has nothing to do with these wandering people. Those who refuse to be educated will be expelled from the city and will never return. Wanderers can only wander in the wilderness, face the corrosive rain, "plant" wind turbines to feed themselves, and are always shrouded in the fear of being hunted by wild beasts created by the loving mother. Whether their ancestors were not tolerated by the loving mother and wandered in the wilderness for generations, or they were expelled from the city for various reasons in the present, most wanderers have a deep hatred for the people in the city. For this reason, counterattacking the city is the long-cherished wish of the wandering people passed down from generation to generation.

Whenever the 19th level 1 beast of the [Twelve Palaces] is born, it is time to attack the city. This is the so-called agreed number.

There is no need to be driven by interests. Attacking the city itself is a righteous cause. Dying for the cause of attacking the city is a worthy death. For this reason, Shuchi chose to use this major event to gather people's hearts. In other words, those who oppose the attack on the city are the enemies of the wanderers.

Hearing this, everyone looked at Akexiu with a somewhat unfriendly expression. Turbine Spray Shuchi quickly turned his brain and tried to expand the unexpected advantage of the right to speak:

"Brother Engine Oil, since you are not here for the attack on the city, why are you attending the meeting today?"

He wanted to confirm Akexiu's "crime" of opposing the attack on the city and strengthen his authority.

Akexiu wanted to frown, but he didn't do it now. Although he didn't know the intentions of the Yukon Village Master, he could still easily read the faint malice emanating from the crowd. After a little thought, he pulled out a strip and threw it at Turbine Spray Shuchi with the method of a hidden weapon: "It's not that I didn't come here for nothing."

Shuchi was startled and pinched the object. Fortunately, it was not a bomb, but just a black storage device. It is a very popular style. You can pick up a lot of it from the waste landfill outside the city. Wanderers usually use it to store some stimulating sensory information for entertainment.

"Junk information? What does that mean?" Shu Chi's posture was uncertain, and his voice was slightly fluctuating.

"It's not junk information, it's the detailed defense information of Baima City. I plan to use it to... exchange for something." Akexiu's voice was always cold and dry.

"It's actually the city defense information?!"

"This is impossible!"

"How is this possible? That's not something you can get with good martial arts!"

Akexiu's words were like stones thrown into a pond, stirring up a wave of noise in the crowd. Shu Chi waved his hand and signaled everyone to shut up. The crowd was noisy for a while before slowly calming down under the prestige of the village owner.

Wopeng·Shu Chi slowly said: "Brother, you must know that words are not enough. How can we believe that what is recorded in your memory is really the defense of Baima City?"

He held the memory in his hand, but he didn't dare to directly insert it into the interface to verify the information inside. Ordinary wanderers don't know much about internal skills, but there are also horror rumors that "someone read a piece of junk information, and his prosthetics suddenly caught fire and exploded and died."

Akexiu didn't explain anything with words, but turned on the high-frequency generator of the steel mace. The tip of the mace touched the ground, and the fragile rock shattered like a cookie (although no one in this era had ever seen a cookie) under the high-frequency shock wave. As the mace moved, an image gradually took shape.

"Here is an incomplete drawing. Some things can't be explained with just a picture. We still need to read the storage disk." Turning off the high-frequency generator, Akexiu pointed at the image on the ground with his mace.

The speakers of the participants were filled with noise, and they were obviously very shocked. Turbine Jet Shuchi summoned several masters who were also expelled from the city in the same era and were familiar with the city defense layout, and communicated and discussed in the form of direct connection.

[As far as I know, there is nothing wrong]

[The guards here and here do not exist in the information we just integrated. Who knows...]

[No problem, I know this. It is completely consistent with my memory.]

[Luzhangshi, you actually hid some information? ! ]

[Don't you know the survival essentials of a warrior? Don't you also have something to hide? ]

[Stop arguing, can you trust it or not? Just give me a definite answer.]

[It is impossible to judge the part beyond what we know, but compared to him knowing the information we hid... ahem, unshared, I prefer to imagine that what he gave is indeed correct. Let's take a gamble?]

[I don't object. He doesn't seem to have any need to harm us.]

...

Soon, they may have reached a consensus, and Shuchi was still the spokesperson: "According to the opinions of all brothers, we can agree to your deal. What do you want to exchange?"

"I want the signal receivers of [Scorpio Sniper] and [Gemini]. Are they still in your hands?"

These two are the limbs left on the beasts of the [Zodiac] level. Similar to Akexiu, the owner of Yukon Village has also hunted the two beasts [Scorpio] and [Gemini], and is therefore hailed as a hero. It is well known that the two treasures fell into his hands.

"What do you want these two things for?" Shu Chi hesitated slightly.

"Just to refine a magic weapon." That's what Akexiu answered.

Shu Chi pondered for a moment. He was not good at beyond-visual-range guns, so the sniper rifle was useless, and the signal receiver... was even more meaningless to him. In short, the collection value of the two was greater than their practical significance, and it would be profitable to exchange them for deployment information.

So he quickly made a decision: "Deal, I will give you the two treasures later."

As for not giving it, that was of course impossible. Seizing someone else's things would greatly damage his prestige as a leader, and so many people were watching.

"Happy cooperation." Akexiu showed his genuine joy.

"Happy cooperation." Shuchi was not used to this kind of words yet, and imitated them stiffly.

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Akexiu opened the door. This was a space that only he knew - whether it was before or not, it was definitely now.

It was quite dark here, and there was no other light except for a few unabsorbed photons from the ground, in order to prevent the "evil demon" from getting any energy. But it didn't matter in the future, so Akexiu simply turned on the lights.

A mass of dry and ugly biological tissue clung to the wall, and the shriveled and slender pink and white tentacles covered the entire wall.

It was silent and obedient. If Akexiu hadn't known its horror, he would have regarded it as a harmless piece of lichen.

"Wake up, old man." The young warrior poured a bottle of liquid into the corner. It's better to call it a bucket than a bottle. It just looks like a large mineral water bottle against the backdrop of his tall prosthesis. The roots hanging on the ground greedily absorbed the nutrient solution poured by Akexiu. The tentacles recovered inch by inch, gradually becoming full, and transported the nutrient solution to the surrounding tissues like blood vessels. The little bit poured just now was quickly absorbed. Akexiu had expected it and took out several large bottles.

"Hu~hiss~hu~hiss~", the air was moving, that was the sound of breathing. The biological tissues that gradually regained vitality seemed to have blowers, breathing in and out air in large gulps. It was very strange. Adults like Akexiu no longer needed to breathe, but the evil demon... well, it was an evil demon after all, so it was reasonable.

Akexiu just stood there waiting for it to revive. As it absorbed nutrients, the evil demon became more and more alive. The originally shriveled tissue gradually revealed its true appearance, pink muscles, white nerve tissue, and scattered metal inlays that seemed to follow a certain pattern. The whole wall began to revive.

Not bad, at least it didn't look as disgusting as last time. Last time, it actually had hair and teeth on its body - the young man thought.

Not the hair and teeth of a mortal without prosthetics, but a bunch of hair and teeth here and there.

Unspeakably deformed and morbid.

It grew very fast. When I first saw it, it was not like this. It was just a small mass of gray-white tissue attached to the prosthesis. Soon it had grown to the size of a human brain, with some dark metal components embedded in the tissue. After that, it became quite inhuman and began to spread to the surface it was attached to (if Akexiu had seen a creature like slime mold, it would definitely be very similar). So he planted this evil demon here.

The biological tissue looked quite alive, but it was still very quiet except for the agitation of the slurry in the pipe. There was only a slight breathing sound in the space. Akexiu was getting impatient:

"You have been awake for a long time, right, evil demon?"

Beep--Pu Lu, Beep--Pu... Hiss--

A loudspeaker made a series of noises. This was placed here by Akexiu in advance. The evil demon's tentacles had already eroded through the gaps. This was their means of communication.

"Don't pretend to sleep, Shan, speak!" The young warrior knocked on the loudspeaker, although he knew it was useless to the evil demon.

"Oh, the evil demon is calling me? It's really sad. Didn't you call me immortal master before?" The demon who called himself Xiangshan smiled, without a trace of sadness.

Akexiu's face changed, and the breathing light of the artificial eye turned from blue to red and then back to blue again: "Thank you for reminding me of the mistakes I made."

He did regard this monster as a fallen immortal saint for a while. After all, it didn't look so disgusting and terrifying at that time.

At first, he found it on a half-scrapped prosthesis. When he was about to disassemble it to see if there were any suitable electronic components, he accidentally found the mountain growing on the circuit board. At that time, it could not speak. Out of curiosity, he transplanted it to a speaker and provided it with some copper sugar.

A miracle happened. It actually spoke. After a simple run-in with the speaker, this small piece of biological tissue began to make some vague but regular sounds. After careful analysis, it was found that it was actually some kind of martial arts.

Akexiu was immediately shocked.

Soon, it was not limited to whispering, but really learned language. Ah, maybe it can't be called learning, but it should be remembered. It can communicate with Akexiu.

It did not explain its origin, but only called itself Xiangshan. Under the guidance of Shan, Akexiu's external practice progressed rapidly, and he also understood the concept of internal strength for the first time.

But Shan soon revealed his evil nature. First, its size increased again and again, and some deformed tissues and organs grew. Akexiu cut off its nutrition and energy source out of vigilance. But not long after, something even more terrible happened.

When he was inspecting himself, he found biological tissue hidden in his prosthetic body.

It was exactly the same as what he found in the wreckage, a small ball of gray-white tissue.

For the first time in a long time, he felt the sensation of the arrector pili muscles rising, or as if a steel needle was piercing the cerebral cortex. Akchan figured everything out. The remains were the last sacrifice for the evil demon's resurrection. It taught itself the teachings in order to create a new divine body so that it could descend easily. It wanted to take away the golden body of martial arts that it had worked so hard to build!

"Tsk tsk... As I said, I don't have the ability to seize a body." The demon used the loudspeaker to shout. Speaking of which, the voice pack was actually given to it by Aker, but it seemed to use it better than him. , "Malignant hyperplasia... Can malignant hyperplasia be called body seizing? It is instinct, instinct, and cannot be controlled."

Ake's words were sarcastic: "Isn't it exactly the same as the evil spirit in the legend that seizes the body as its instinct?"

"Just say it's not about seizing the body. Hey, well, what's wrong with me coming to see the old man this time?" The mountain leader sighed, as if he really cared.

The warrior didn't want to pay attention to the unnecessary words, and said directly: "Return Dan Enzyme."

"Oh? The request from last time..."

"It has been spread, your 'beacon'."

The day before yesterday, Akhen sent some information about the deployment of White Horse City. Although the reason is unclear, the loving mother seems to hate Nei Kung so much that even the people in the city, such a loving mother's beloved son, are not allowed to come into contact with Nei Kung, let alone practice it.

Therefore, even a novice like him can easily sneak into the network of White Horse City and steal information.

Theoretically, with the help of Shanna's unknown key, he could have unimpeded access to the network in all cities.

Of course, of course, the information he gave would not be pure city defense information. He assembled a computer and used it as an operating medium to mix the Shanwei Gu into the memory. He didn't know exactly what it was used for, but he had a vague feeling that it should serve as some kind of "beacon", but in any case, he would definitely not risk his golden body.

That memory cannot store any complex and high-end Gu, and this kind of trap that is not even properly confused has no camouflage effect, but it is more than enough to deal with ordinary people outside who have no internal skills at all.

Anyway, those poisons have no harmful effects. Even if they find any extra data, they probably won't be able to understand it.

As for the two treasures from the [Twelve Palace] beasts, they are just a cover to confuse the Yukon Village owner and his allies. After all, giving something away for no reason, in the eyes of the wanderer, is a straightforward way of telling people "I want to trick you." Ah, of course, it’s definitely not a loss to get two powerful combat modules.

The evil spirit said: "Weren't you unwilling to let me out before?"

In order to seal it, Akeru had kept it in this basement without light, electricity, or nutrients. But now he has figured out something:

"Anyway, if you don't take away my divine body, it has nothing to do with me. Being able to see a higher realm but not experience it is a life worse than death."

"What a selfish guy." Shan sneered, but he quickly said seriously (please understand, this guy has no face), "I will not break my promise to you, but you need to wait for a while. ”

The warrior's breathing light flashed: "How long?"

Shan was silent for a moment, seeming to be calculating: "About an hour. The transformation of expression and synthesis will take about this long."

"Why not prepare in advance?"

"Damn it! Your back hurts when you stand and talk, right?" Shan Bolan said, "Who is it that trapped me here without nourishment? I want to use life-threatening nutrients to synthesize and return pills. I'm waiting for you who doesn't know whether to answer or not. A deal, right?”

Although its tone seemed to be really angry, Akron felt that it was no different from laughter. He thought for a moment and said:

"I can actually take your spores out. Is it more beneficial for you to spread them outside?" Anyway, it's not him who is parasitizing. When he goes out, he will burn the entire prosthetic body with flames.

"Shit, I won't do it!" Shan sneered at this, "Now if you beg me, I won't even go out. That guy is chasing me everywhere now."

The young man didn't know who "that guy" was referring to. He had a hunch that there would be no good results, so he didn't ask. Anyway, it is very common among wandering people to be pursued by enemies, so there is no need to know about private matters that have nothing to do with him. So he remained silent.

"Okay boy, this 'my' mission has been completed. After this time, I won't be able to synthesize the enzyme for you!" The devil said in a sly tone, "But I do know a place where you can continue to get the enzyme. Danzi, it’s not impossible to tell you.”

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Libo Sumei closed her bracts and sank into the water. The slightly trembling wind told her that a thunderstorm was about to hit. Sumei had already had a feast of sunshine in the morning, so she shouldn't be too greedy.

The slender fish tail gently stirred the undercurrent, and she dived deeper into the lightless abyss.

She penetrated the water, pushed herself up with her hands, and swung her lower body into the cave. This is her home, and it doesn't matter if it's a lair.

She gently brushed her waist and pressed it a few times regularly, and then a layer of "skin" separated from her body.

If you look closely, you will see that it is not skin. Sumei's fingers inserted into the newly created gap and pulled downwards. The entire fish tail was removed, and her legs were in contact with the air again.

This is a prosthetic body. What's unusual is that it's alive.

Of course, in this area, it's actually pretty common.

The fish tail is extremely long, with well-developed muscles and beautiful lines, which can provide strong underwater propulsion for Sumi. The neural interface on the back has been retracted, and it can be connected to the spine when worn.

Then there is the bract, which is also a living prosthesis. Sumi took it off and hung it aside.

If it were those wealthy big men who could own their own algae fields, they would not have to install such a troublesome prosthesis.

Thinking of this, the girl sighed. She curled up in the nest, and the thread-like interface connected to her spine, and she connected to the "channel".

The soul and thoughts followed the sound and extended to the distance.

Among all the fan works, I appreciate this one very much, because theoretically, it is not only Xiangshan and Yawgmoth who can go crazy after gaining power, but I am no longer interested in describing every parallel world. This fan work can be regarded as a supplement. It's a pity that it was not finished, otherwise the evaluation might be higher.