Chapter 487 The Man with Blood on His Hands

Chapter 488 The Man with Blood on His Hands

The stranger felt dizzy and lay on the ground with his eyes wide open like a corpse.

The night sky was illuminated by the flames, and the gargoyles made sharp sounds and flew by like a flock of bats.

It was not that he wanted to play dead to escape the attack, but because he felt his limbs were cold and numb and he had no strength.

——Besides, playing dead was useless under his beloved creation.

The shell of the gargoyle was the product of the amber craftsman. Its essence was no different from that of the hellhound, and its interior was the soul of the familiar. It’s just that the anti-magic stone statue made by the amber craftsman is stronger and more reliable than the rusty scrap metal.

Whether it is based on the Dusk Path or the Transcendence Path, they are particularly good at operating the soul. The gargoyles’ enemy search mode from the beginning is directed at the soul, so it is useless whether it is invisible, disguised or feigned death.

Now the stranger is lying here, which is a bit self-destructive.

His mind was in a mess now... If he was shot to death by the gargoyles, it might not be a bad thing.

But strangely, the gargoyles did not attack him.

They just hovered over him, making sharp monkey-like cries; alchemical bombs were thrown down, making continuous explosions.

One explosion was even close - the blown-up soil flew up and fell on him. Perhaps because of the explosion, or perhaps because of some other reason, the stranger only felt a tinnitus in his ears and a growing dizziness in his head.

In a daze, he seemed to have fainted, but also seemed to be still awake. It seemed that a long time had passed, until the blood soaked in his body cooled down and became like mud tightening his skin, and he finally heard other sounds.

It was a team of soldiers wearing star antimony black uniforms.

The leader was a captain. He looked about thirty or forty years old, with a firm gaze and a beard. The officer's uniform he wore looked looser than others, with a silver star-shaped metal badge on his chest and white gloves for alchemists.

That represented his identity - alchemist.

"... Long time no see, teacher."

The captain bowed his head and stood at attention respectfully, looking at Master Nobel lying on the ground, and said in a deep voice.

Stranger had a stern face and did not respond. As if he had not heard anything.

"The association specifically mentioned to us that if we see you, we must ensure safety."

It seemed that he also knew that Master Nobel would not say anything at this moment, so the captain said to himself: "We will escort you back to your country next.

"Welcome back to Xingti, teacher."

"... I ask you."

Although he knew that he should not do this, Stranger could not help but feel the surge and pain in his heart. He stared at the officer who was nominally his student, but he did not know his name at all, and asked in a low voice: "Why attack civilians?

"——The queen is dead, the princess is on the run, the army of Avalon can't stop our army, we have won! What's the point of letting the gargoyles bomb the village and kill civilians now?!"

He subconsciously thought of himself as a Star Antimony.

Fortunately, Nobel did have Star Antimony blood, and because of this, the captain laughed: "You really still think you are a Star Antimony..."

"——Answer my question, Captain! Is this an order from your superior?!"

"Yes, this is the order I received."

Captain Star Antimony said calmly: "Because we have to rest here and replenish energy."

Hearing this, Stranger was stunned for a moment.

He felt dizzy and suddenly realized something.

These self-disciplined, overwhelming gargoyles... are naturally not vegetarians. And if they are to be fed with mana, this requires a large number of spellcasters as mana batteries to approach the front line. But in Star Antimony, both alchemists and demonologists have a high status, and it is impossible to take out so many spellcasters to participate in the war.

After all, the essence of this war is that these spellcasters demanded higher treatment to no avail. Therefore, Valentine VII tried to divert domestic conflicts and open up new markets. If this war itself requires these masters to participate intensively, then it would be a waste of time.

Since the essence of gargoyles is familiars, they are like other demons... able to restore mana by eating human souls and flesh.

Familiars themselves do not require much mana, so they do not even need the souls of extraordinary people.

Just killing a civilian can supply at least six gargoyles with continuous combat for more than 20 hours.

...But.

But...

"I remember that there should be a device in the army to replenish mana for gargoyles..."

The stranger said subconsciously: "It should not be necessary..."

These gargoyles are real "stone statues" before giving orders. They stay on those devices and can stay there as long as they are not activated.

Hearing this, Captain Xingti just smiled nonchalantly: "You are talking about traditional gargoyles, teacher. Those gargoyles are useless and can only be used to harass soldiers or throw explosives. And once they enter the priest's sanctuary, they will immediately lose their ability to move.

"This new type of gargoyle is immune to the dispersal of priests, which makes up for its biggest shortcoming. The bishops who tried to stop us were all torn apart by machine guns. However, because this kind of gargoyle needs to bear the weight of weapons and metal armor, it consumes energy It will also be much higher... If you use a 'stake' to go back and forth, I'm afraid it will take five or six hours to charge and drive for less than half an hour, and you have to go back as soon as you start flying.

"The Griffin Legion is fully organized. We may have a head-on conflict with the Griffin Legion in the future, so we can't do it without replenishing our mana in advance. Moreover, the corpses we have used can also be used to provide materials for the subsequent ritualist team. You can kill them after Achieve the best possible results with as few numbers as possible.

"——Of course, in order to escort you, our team will not go to the front line to participate in the battle. Let's go directly to the port."

……Because of me?

They attacked civilians because the gargoyle I invented consumes too much energy... so they had to attack civilians?

Such thoughts appeared in Stranger's mind, and his scalp felt numb.

Gargoyles in a laboratory environment will naturally not lack energy. He didn't consider the usage environment at all.

Hearing this, Stranger felt the dizziness getting stronger and stronger.

"...Who invented this special gargoyle?"

He forced himself to sit up, maintaining his last bit of rationality and luck, and tentatively asked.

"Actually speaking, this is considered a military secret. But after today it will be the declassification period, and we can't hide it anyway... It's okay to tell you."

The captain showed a very friendly smile: "After all, the association specifically said that we must respect you enough and try our best to meet your needs. Star Antimony needs your brains and skills.

"The person who developed this 'Armed Gargoyle' was the well-known genius 'Albert Lorey'. He was the young master of the Lorey family... You left early, so you may not know it. He is only in his early twenties now. , is already a calamity splicer, and even the path of balance has reached the third level. He is now a famous star in Star Antimony and a leader of the younger generation.

"I heard that he has been nominated to join the Wangli Alchemy Association, and he should be able to get the Star Antimony Medal after the war. It is said that he has a chance to contact the fifth level before he is thirty!"

The more Stranger listened, the more dizzy his brain felt.

Never before had he felt so disgusted with his hobby of developing necromancy technology.

He only feels that this is an art and a technology.

An art that transforms the ephemeral into eternity, a technology that brings life back to the dead.

But now, he finally realized that this was a sin.

When he conducted research and development for the sake of efficiency and put it into mass production...even if he had never killed a person with his own hands, his hands were already stained with blood.

...Fortunately, all this is false.

In his world line, the armed gargoyles have not yet been put into production.

It is still under development and is being updated...

He thought to himself.

But soon, he realized another problem.

Even if I stop researching and developing these armed gargoyles that are driven by killing civilians, won’t someone take over and continue to develop them?

He has opened the magic box.

But it can't be closed anymore.

"——Teacher should also join in the future and work with that genius to develop stronger gargoyles!"

At this moment, it seemed as if he was going to laugh at him.

The right sound of ridicule sounded in Stranger's ears.

The sharp ridicule, the laughter was almost hysterical, and the laughter was so breathless. It was obvious that a competitor had withdrawn, but Stranger couldn't arouse any interest. He only felt that the laughter was mocking him.

Suddenly he heard the sound of biting and chewing.

Looking back subconsciously, Stranger saw the scene of those gargoyles gathering together to eat.

- Of course he had seen gargoyles eating corpses. Pure stone has no digestive system, yet demons can eat humans.

He would even feed used corpses to gargoyles to destroy experimental supplies. The gargoyle is very well-behaved and will not reject anyone who comes. He kept a gargoyle in his own laboratory, and even gave it a ruby ​​body to make it look more beautiful.

But for some reason, he suddenly felt nauseous.

He saw the gargoyle turn around as he felt his gaze.

Looking at the blood-red mouth, Stranger finally couldn't bear it anymore and passed out completely.

There was only one vague thought left in his mind——

——I never want to invent this kind of "weapon" that exists only for more efficient killing.