Doom Knight System

Lancelot respected the strong very much, but the old butler said that he could survive for hundreds of years with a human body. He actually didn't believe it, but he still asked respectfully: "May I ask your...name?"

"Name! Hehe... No one has called me for a long time. My name is Carl." The old housekeeper said indifferently.

Just as Lancelow was about to say another word, the whole car drifted to the side of the road with 360-degree inertia. Immediately afterwards, Butler Carl opened the window and cursed loudly: "Stinky boy, be careful!"

boom!boom!I saw boom!A 12-meter-tall giant mecha carried a pile of cargo and straddled the car.The huge steel soles were mixed with endless strong winds, kicking up billows of dust.

Its appearance is humanoid, with a huge round rune energy furnace on its chest, which flickers every second. There are several vent holes facing the sky on the back, and the violent movements make the vent holes continuously outward. Let out steam.

The machine, let's call it a mech, didn't stop, and the red light on its head flickered a few times, which was an apology to Karl.

Carl snorted coldly, and drove on again.

"This...why isn't this kind of machine used in warfare? I think the monsters outside the City of Sanctuary can be cleaned up soon, right?" Lancelot asked puzzled.

Carl shook his head and said: "Although the rune engine can use magic power to convert it into driving force, it must be guided by the driver's mental power, and it cannot support the machine for a long time. In the end, it can only be used In terms of construction or transportation. Do you think the city of shelter can be built with human power?
This kind of machine is actually the corpse of the dead Balrog, which is covered with a metal plate with a frozen magic circle to reduce the rate of decay of the corpse.Aren't these things invented by your technology temple?How do I feel that you, the master inventor, are in name only. "

Lancelot's face was slightly red. He couldn't say that he was not a master at all, and that knowledge came from his head.

"It seems that we must go to the Temple of Technology." Lancelot thought silently.

Perhaps influenced by the anime, Lancelot has always had a mecha plot, and he is still determined to build a combat mecha when the time is right.

This was just a small episode, but it brought a different feeling to Lancelot.

Mrs. Miranda lives in the center of the space. The sparkling lake is like a ribbon. In the center of a calm lake stands a pure white building. The solemn and majestic doorway symbolizes the entrance to heaven, with a vaulted dome above it. pavilions.

The air here is the freshest, and an invisible magic barrier completely covers the lake.

"It's so beautiful here." Lancelow praised, affected by the environment, he unconsciously relaxed.

Butler Carl smiled and said: "Although this is the most important industrial base of the Miranda Chamber of Commerce, this is only the temporary residence of the madam. If it is not for the ultraviolet bomb to be put into production as soon as possible, the madam is not going to entertain you here."

Lancelot was speechless. He understood that Carl's purpose of saying this was to show the strength of the Miranda Chamber of Commerce, so he naturally dismissed it in his heart.

Suddenly, Carl took out a pocket watch, frowned and looked at the pattern on it, a strange text flashed away.

Before Lancelow could see clearly, Carl put away the pocket watch. After entering the living room, he continued to take Lancelow up to the second floor, stopped in front of a room, and said, "Madam is waiting for you inside."

This room is very familiar. He woke up here after the fighters' battle.

Now this room has changed some decorations, and the pink veil makes the room full of warmth.

Mrs. Miranda wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and leaned on the chair, exuding an intellectual and elegant temperament from top to bottom.

She was only wearing a simple white nightdress, but still vividly outlined Feng Yun's beautiful figure, and was reading carefully with a book in her right hand.

There was a pleasant smell of tulips in the air. Lancelow shook his head, resisting the impulse in his heart, and sat opposite Mrs. Miranda.

"Eh?" Mrs. Miranda's pretty face, which was almost enchanting, revealed a look of astonishment.Because she was very aware of her own charm, and she could feel the surging possessive desire of the other party when they met last time.

But the little trick I arranged today did not achieve the expected effect.It was expected that the other party might pounce on her like a beast losing its mind, but now the other party just calmly stared into her eyes.

Mrs. Miranda suddenly felt a little at a loss, instinctively straightened her collar, and then coughed lightly.

A tyrannical will hovered in the room for a while, and then disappeared without a trace.

Lancelot's cold sweat stayed straight away, and he knew that he had turned a circle before the gate of hell was closed.Fortunately, I have strong self-control, so I didn't act rudely, but I was still quite angry inside.

"You look a lot like a friend of mine who has long since disappeared," Mrs. Miranda whispered.

"Sorry." Lancelot replied. He didn't know who Mrs. Miranda was referring to, but based on a man's self-esteem, he still felt a little uncomfortable when a beautiful woman mentioned another person in front of him.

Mrs. Miranda didn't ask about the ultraviolet bomb, but instead touched on an unrelated topic, and said, "I found out on the hub that you got almost a perfect score in the No. 32 simulation space assessment, can you tell me where you What happened inside?"

Lancelow's heart sank. He really didn't expect Mrs. Miranda to ask this.He hadn't forgotten anything about the simulated space, and there were too many clues and mysteries bothering him.

Mrs. Miranda seemed to see Lancelow's concerns, and said lightly: "The No. 32 simulation space is actually based on my past memories as a template, plus some other people's memories. You only have experience in the space. Only when you match me perfectly, can you get full marks. Then... who are you and why do you appear in my memory."

Mrs. Miranda was just an ordinary person. Lancelow had already confirmed it through the Eye of Reality, but at this moment he seemed to be frozen, his chest was tightly held down, and he couldn't even breathe.

"My former name...was Alyssa, have you heard it?" Mrs. Miranda said slowly, her body leaning forward slightly.

"No...no!" A layer of cold sweat broke out on Lancelot's back, and he couldn't help but think of the scene with Alisa in the simulated space.