Chapter 158 Shocking Sigh

Chapter 159 Shocking Sigh

Late at night, in the underground workshop, the clanging sound of steel rubbing against each other could be heard from time to time.

On the ceiling, the only light in the dim workshop cast a dim light.

A hideous black shadow stood under the light, reaching out to accept Charles's adjustment.

The boy stood in place, covered with a layer of metal skeleton that was close to his skin. The finely structured alloy machinery and the human body were seamlessly combined, and they fit together without affecting the movement, as if they had always existed there.

As Charles moved, the parts that had been separated were joined to the skeleton piece by piece, and the cold metal color was covered by black leather inch by inch, until it could no longer be seen.

In the original place, the boy's face was hidden in the shadow, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

But his height suddenly rose by half a foot, and his body became slightly burly from the original thinness. With the slow movement, the power contained in the movement set off a faint whistle and stirred up dust.

The light was swaying and dim.

"Ye Zi, this set of things should have grown on you, right?"

In front of him, Charles raised the lantern in his hand and illuminated the boy's face hidden in the shadows. The boy raised his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were neither sad nor happy, not deep or sharp.

"Just like iron."

Charles whispered softly.

He took two steps back and dropped the tools in his hand.

When he couldn't see Ye Qingxuan's face, he always felt that he was assembling some kind of precision machinery, silent, quiet and precise, like a clock.

It won't get tired, stop, or be weak.

But when he saw Ye Qingxuan's face, he felt that the boy in front of him was a year younger than himself.

"How do you feel?"

He asked softly.

"It feels a bit heavy, not very adaptable."

Ye Qingxuan moved his arms and wanted to jump up, but was stopped by Charles: "If you jump here, It was like hitting a wall. A bloody head was the least serious, but a concussion was the worst. "

"Is it that exaggerated?"

"The priests of the Chainsaw Order are real war machines. As an organization without borders, they have been an invincible army on the battlefield for hundreds of years, fighting only for the Holy Scripture and money.

Those guys even ignored the orders of the Holy City. The only thing that could call on them was the "Eastern Expedition Order" issued by the Holy City when it was determined to march into the dark world again.

Do you think they rely on the Holy Scripture to convince people with reason? Don't be silly, they are the dark side of the order, lunatics who focus on mechanical technology. Don't underestimate their madness. "

Charles said lightly: "The original Chainsaw Order underwent surgery to completely implant this set of skeletons into the flesh and blood, and merged it with the real bones, turning people into machines.

After being modified into its current appearance, although the power has been discounted, the essential technology still comes from them. . Believe me, it's a beast, you need some time to adapt to its power. "

"In other words, its function is not only to run fast?"

"More than that."

Charles shook his head: "With your weak physique without any training, after wearing it, you can reach the level of bench press 200 kg and squat 500 kg under normal conditions. It has reached the limit of pure human flesh.

However, the force is mutual. At present, the shock absorption system is not perfect, and your maximum output is limited to 200 kg by me.

Of course, you can adjust it yourself, but if it exceeds this limit, you must be prepared for your muscles to be torn by the recoil, and even your bones to be broken.

Be careful, Ye Zi, don't paralyze yourself. You don't want to live in a wheelchair like the bald old man in the Revelation Academy in your next life, right? "

"Don't worry, this level is enough. "

Ye Qingxuan nodded, obviously very satisfied with this. Now he has officially reached the rhythm level and has the power to protect himself in the control of ether. With this outfit, he can do whatever he wants without worrying about being held back by his physical strength at a critical moment...

Thinking of this, he felt sad - physical strength is his eternal pain.

From ancient times to the present, the Ye family seems to have never produced any strong men who can carry a tripod, and most of the time they are presented as elegant celebrities. On the one hand, they disdain to wrestle with others, and on the other hand, it is because... they are not very good at physical work.

Just look at how he was beaten by a dog without any chance to fight back when he was unprepared, and you can see how weak he is.

"Don't be dazed."

Charles shook his head and threw something over, "Try this."

Ye Qingxuan caught it and saw clearly under the light that it was a silver arm armor in his hand - it was originally the arm of "Pinocchio", but this arm was removed and its appearance had changed greatly.

Now it looks light and delicate, like a work of art.

With a snap, it fits tightly.

It is embedded in the originally reserved slot and connected to Ye Qingxuan's right arm. The boy moved his arms, and with the help of the skeleton, he could hardly feel the added weight.

"What is this?"

"What you brought back."

Charles laughed and pointed to the disassembled weapon on the workbench: "-Sword of Sighs."

On the workbench, the heavy black sword had been disassembled, the hilt, the blade, the guard... all in pieces.

What looks like black stone is actually some kind of rough alloy, which silently exudes a cold and sharp aura even after being broken into pieces.

"How did it become like this?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

Charles shrugged: "Although the Sword of Sighs looks like a heavy sword, in essence, it is an alchemical weapon that can destroy most shields and barriers.

It relies on a stable and precise internal structure to achieve perfect results. There are strict requirements from size, weight, to the metal material of each part.

After I took it apart, I found that most of it was damaged, but fortunately, the core part can still be used.

Try to clench your fist and punch forward with all your strength. Remember, it is all your strength."

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment and did as he was told.

Bang!

A muffled sound came out of nowhere.

In an instant, it was like a giant bubble bursting in a closed basement.

The fierce wind pressure spread from the front of the fist, raising a strong wind and raising dust all over the ground. Even the door of the basement.

The air pressure rose instantly, and then recovered in an instant.

Ye Qingxuan only felt his body shake, and then his eyes went black, his ears buzzed, and he could hardly breathe.

In the direction where his fist was swung, a huge and faint fist mark appeared silently on the wall a few meters away.

It was a faint trace left by the huge air pressure impact, and it gradually disappeared with the flying dust.

"Fun, right?"

Charles, who had been prepared, hid nearby, and looked at the dizzy look of the boy with gloating: "Don't worry, it's like this when you miss."

"What is that...?"

"..." Charles seemed to say something.

"Speak louder, I can't hear you clearly!"

"I mean, vibration!"

Charles raised his voice to dispel the buzzing sound in Ye Qingxuan's ears: "The core of the Sword of Sighs forms vibrations, which is the source of its power.

Relying on this vibration, the sword can easily break all obstacles.

The more fragile the material, the easier it is to collapse in this vibration. The harder the structure, the easier it is to be distorted under its attack.

Even if there is only a small flaw, it will be infinitely magnified, and in the end it will collapse and disintegrate by itself."

He put on his gloves and took off He took the hot arm armor and showed the boy the steel plate that fit into the inner lining of the arm armor: "This is its true form.

- A 'musical interval' with a very simple structure.

It is composed of seven basic notes, and the effect is 'vibration'. It makes the main body resonate under the drive of the ether.

But what is frightening is that the Chainsaw Brothers can copy and overlap this musical interval thousands of times on a metal plate that can only be said to be solid.

This is why countries have been unable to copy the Sword of Sighs. The Chainsaw Brothers are unparalleled in the world in smelting and engraving technology!"

With a snap, the arm armor was put back.

Charles sighed: "Non-lethal weapons, perfect for your needs.

If you pay attention to control, no matter who is held down by you, they will kneel down, no matter how thick their clothes are. And when necessary, you can use it to break down walls and run away. It is simply a must-have for committing crimes.

But you'd better pay attention to one thing. You don't have the ether cauldron of the chain saw monk implanted in your body for fine control, nor do you have stable components, so don't use it frequently with high intensity, give it some buffer time.

Otherwise it may explode."

"Explode?"

"bong~"

Charles gestured a gesture of "the whole person is broken into pieces", and his spirits were high.

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh: "Senior brother..."

"Hmm?"

"Why do I feel that the reason you laid so much groundwork is just to tell me in the end that it will explode for a while?"

"...Ahaha, junior brother, you really know me too well."

Ye Qingxuan sighed and turned to the door.

"Don't go, Junior Brother. I have some new inventions for you to appreciate!"

"Let's talk about it when you come back. I'm going out for a walk."

Ye Qingxuan took off the deerstalker hat hanging on the wall, put it on his head, turned around and smiled at Charles: "Get some fresh air, I'll be back soon."

Charles shook his head helplessly and waved.

"Be careful on the way."

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Late at night, on a quiet street, an old lame man leaned against the wall in the corner, holding a pipe, smoking intermittently, looking up from time to time into the distance, as if waiting for someone to come.

The night dew was heavy, soaking his trouser legs, making him look even older.

During the long wait, a cane stretched out from the darkness behind him and rested on his shoulder.

"Did you leave that mark?"

A hoarse voice sounded.

"Mr. Holmes?" The old man was startled, turned around in surprise, and saw the shadow behind him: "Do you still recognize me?"

He pointed to the bruises on his face: "It's me, Hudson, sir."

Ye Qingxuan raised his eyebrows: He remembered the old man he had rescued in the cemetery, and remembered that he had wanted to wash his hands and go far away, but was caught by the Rat King and tortured. After waking him up, Ye Qingxuan no longer paid attention to him.

Unexpectedly, the shaman sent him to contact him.

"Mr. Hudson, long time no see." He asked lightly: "It seems that you have joined the shaman?"

Hudson looked a little apologetic: "Mr. Shaman said that you hate to contact people with dirty hands, so he found me and asked me to contact you specifically.

But please rest assured, I have never taken any shady jobs since then. Mr. Shaman also arranged for me to be a gravekeeper in the cemetery. "

"221B Baker Street?"

"Yes." Hudson nodded, full of emotion.

"If Shaman contacts me in the future, just leave a mark in the cemetery, and I will go there regularly."

Ye Qingxuan thought about it and laughed softly: As Sherlock Holmes, isn't his tombstone still there?

Hudson nodded vigorously, turned around and led the way.

"We found the professor's clue."