binary dead train

Chapter 592 Unmoved

"But if I hadn't been negligent that day..."

"If I hadn't been to the tavern that day... maybe Sylvia wouldn't have been like that."

"She is still my lovely daughter... If all goes well, she will be admitted to the troupe, and even enter the Royal Theater..."

"Do you know, she is actually just a very naive child, she even often looks out of the window, dreaming that her future husband will be one of those knights in iron armor... She doesn't even know the so-called 'white horses' Knight', under the helmet are monsters that cannibalize people without spitting out their bones..."

"Do all the young women in the Isle of London dream of a repertory theater?" Turing vaguely remembered that this was what Quinn once dreamed of.

"Then you may not know ma'am, Mr. Hunter."

"When you have enough wisdom, you don't need to know too much about what the ladies are thinking. Of course, I am only referring to the issue of mate selection."

Turing rarely said something gossip, which really made the corner of Beno Gilbert's mouth twitch:

"If you have your appearance, maybe it is true. If you add a little 'hero to save the beauty' element... You should often encounter such things, as a hunter."

"maybe."

The dignified atmosphere seems to have eased a little.

Beno Gilbert suddenly stopped his homework and lowered his head:

"...May I ask you something, Mister Hunter."

"Please say."

"Please help my daughter."

Turing looked up and saw tears in the father's eyes:

"To you...she is the key to this war. But to me, she is still my child...As you said, maybe she is suffering more pain than me at this moment...I Just an ordinary person, those ghouls can scare my legs weak, I can't do anything in this city ruled by vampires... I can only beg you... if you can, please help her ..."

Turing was silent for a moment: "I will."

"That was my mission."

A desperate father's plea aside, Acracia was indeed the highest priority entrusted to him by the train. , but this matter is not as simple as talking about it.

"That's good, that's good..." Beno Gilbert got down from the foothold, and threw away the debugging instrument in his hand, "It's finished. Now the entire transmission structure will be deformed from slow to fast, and soon He will become our way, and even briefly block that cold vampire."

"Where is the passage to the bottom?"

"Although it can't be modified directly, after I adjust it, the deepest connection structure will become weak, and you can easily get through them...but please be careful."

"Okay. But I have one last question before I leave." Turing looked at the ground outside the machine room, "What are those instruments used for?"

It was a small hemispherical instrument located on the ground.On the previous road, Turing also saw that some of the cages had dried blood vessels connected to them.

"That is a purification instrument, and it is also an independent air circulation facility in the lower layer. Its function is to seal the deep prison and let the blood float in the air in a form that can only be perceived by vampires... Those things are called 'blood oxygen devices', I That's all I know."

"Blood oxygen..."

A flash of inspiration flashed through Turing's mind in an instant, but was crushed by a loud noise——

Bang!
"!?"

"Transformation transmission has begun to work, and it will soon spread to the entire facility..."

"No, don't talk..."

Turing's eyes gradually became serious, because it was not the sound caused by conventional mechanical transmission, but some kind of abnormal, warm sound.

Ka... Ka Ka Ka...

It was the sound of liquid freezing.

"Get out!"

He grabbed Beno Gilbert's arm and pulled it outside. The place where the man was just now exploded suddenly. The burst pipe and the steam waste water in it instantly condensed into broken ice, and the impact of temperature difference blasted the fine ice burst—

"It's...it's that vampire! The instrument...is stopping?!"

"...everything is frozen..."

Almost in the blink of an eye, a series of icy and high-temperature bursts of steam technology detonated several precision devices. The steam inside condensed into ice flowers at the moment of explosion, and a wave of cold swept across the entire machine from an unknown direction. between!

"Damn...they don't work! That thing...he froze the whole thing!"

The entire mechanical room and half of the floor were almost completely frozen, and the ice fog visible to the naked eye rose almost out of thin air, and Beno Gilbert trembled even more——

This place has been turned into an ice cellar, and everything Beno has done has become useless.

Did you see through my thoughts... No, it doesn't make sense.But I don't believe it's a coincidence, that knight should be planning something...

"Son of Cain, I know, you can hear me."

The sudden dull sound made Turing look at the floor under his feet——

under?
"I also know that you are here, avoiding me."

"You know, the prison structure. I am on the fourth floor, and your companion is also here."

A shrill scream penetrated the floor into Turing's ears, and a frightened female voice could be faintly heard.

"Now, the prison is frozen, the changes are eliminated, and the road is open for you."

"I will cut off the heads of your companions one by one until you appear in front of me."

"You have, half, an hourglass, of time."

Quinn...

Glancing at the floor under his feet, Turing looked at Beno Gilbert, who was trembling and at a loss:

"How long is half an hourglass?"

"No... I don't know... That's... a very old... timekeeping method... Maybe it's..."

Turing sighed, and interrupted the man's words: "Forget it, it's not important, maybe the plan needs to be changed. You stay here...um..."

After scanning the environment like an icehouse for a week, Turing changed his words: "Come with me."

With Benoy Gilbert, Turing walked through the prison on the third floor. After the third floor had been cleared by Quinn and others, he quickly found the way down.

After quickly reaching the fourth floor, the entire road on the fourth floor was completely blocked by blood-colored ice, leaving only a dark passage.

"He's really thoughtful..." Turing squinted his eyes and scanned the prison in front of him. A bloodthirsty man with teeth and claws was frozen into an ice sculpture inside.

Due to the thick blood pool in the prison, the humid air is enough to freeze the living creatures on the entire fourth floor into ice sculptures, and even build an ice wall to block the passage.This also means that there are still guards on the fourth and third floors. The prisoners have all been sealed in solid ice, and the other party seems to be determined to win him, the "son of Cain".

"What...what to do..." The scene in front of him was completely beyond Beno Gilbert's understanding.If he thought that vampires were just a group of powerful monsters before, then in his eyes, these creatures might be closer to "gods".

"Don't worry, a marquis. According to my judgment, your daughter can crush him to death with one finger. But right now we really need some other methods. If it is not necessary, I will not confront him..."

The sub-brain compiler runs at high speed, and through the sub-body, Turing's thinking is connected to a certain port:
Horqin rescued?Yes, Cornell's efficiency is higher than I imagined, so now...

"...it...is...using your companion as bait...but you...you...don't care about your...companion?!"

"So what?" Turing's mouth hooked, "You know it's bait, why would I take the initiative to bite it? Besides..."

With the locking of the logic grid in the retina, Turing raised the Reign of Chaos in his hand, and his sharp claws instantly tore apart the ice wall on the side:

"Threatening me with this, his frozen brain may have underestimated my intelligence too much."

(End of this chapter)