Rocot: Reborn

The cold light of the scalpel flashed in Lilith's frightened pupils. She closed her eyes in despair, waiting for the coming pain.

At this moment, the door of the laboratory was suddenly violently pushed open, and a tall figure stood against the light, with a fierce murderous aura and tremendous anger.

"Lothar! Stop!"

Losa turned around abruptly, the tip of the scalpel still had a trace of blood on it. He looked at the person who came, his mouth curled up with a cold arc, his tone full of sarcasm: "Hey, isn't this our Lord Carlos? Why are you willing to come out of your secret laboratory?"

Carlos ignored Losa's sarcasm. He walked a few steps to the experimental table, pushed Losa away, and picked up Lilith, who was lying on the ground.

"Lilith, how are you?" Carlos' voice was low and anxious. He carefully checked Lilith's injuries, his eyes full of heartache and self-blame.

Lilith opened her eyes weakly, and when she saw Carlos, a hint of surprise and relief flashed in her eyes. Her lips trembled, and she wanted to speak, but no sound came out.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Carlos gently stroked Lilith's cheek, his tone as gentle as if he was treating a fragile treasure.

Losa looked at the scene in front of him and felt it was extremely dazzling. He snorted coldly, threw the scalpel in his hand onto the laboratory table, and said in a mocking tone: "Why, are you heartbroken? I thought a cold-blooded lunatic like you would not care about the life and death of others."

Carlos raised his head and looked at Losa with cold eyes, his tone was filled with undisguised murderous intent: "Lothar, you have crossed the line."

Losa smiled indifferently. He walked in front of Carlos. There was less than one meter between them. Their eyes collided fiercely in the air, as if invisible sparks were flashing.

"Crossing the line? Carlos, don't forget who gave you everything you have today! Without me, you would have died long ago! You are just a dog of mine, what qualifications do you have to talk to me about crossing the line?!" Losa's voice was full of contempt and disdain. He stretched out his finger and poked Carlos' chest hard, as if scolding a slave who had made a mistake.

Carlos clenched his fists, anger burning in his eyes, but he finally held it in. He knew that this was not the time to act rashly, Lilith was still in his arms, and he couldn't let her get hurt again.

"Losa, what do you want?" Carlos' voice was low and dangerous, like an enraged beast who was suppressing the rage that was about to explode.

"What I want is simple," Lothar retracted his fingers, adjusted his collar, and his tone returned to its usual arrogance and contempt. "I want you to stop your stupid research, hand over everything in your hands, and get out of my sight. Never show up again."

Carlos sneered, his tone full of sarcasm: "Losa, who do you think you are? Do you think you can really control me? I tell you, you are wrong! Everything I did was for myself, for my ambition, not for a self-righteous fool like you!"

"You're looking for death!" Losa's face changed, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He suddenly attacked and punched Carlos in the head.

Carlos was prepared. He dodged Losa's attack by leaning sideways and at the same time hit Losa's ribs hard with an elbow.

Losa groaned and staggered back a few steps. He covered his ribs, his eyes full of shock and disbelief. He didn't expect that Carlos would dare to really attack him, and his strength was so strong!

"You...you dare..." Losa pointed at Carlos, his tone full of anger and fear.

"I told you a long time ago that you were wrong." Carlos approached Losa step by step, his voice as cold as the whisper of a demon from hell, "Now, get out of my sight, otherwise, I don't mind letting you stay here forever."

Rosa saw the murderous intent in Carlos' eyes, and he knew that he had hit a wall today. He didn't dare to say anything more, and turned around and stumbled out of the laboratory.

Carlos did not chase after him. He looked at Losa's back as he fled in a panic, with a cold smile on his face.

"Lothar, this is just the beginning," Carlos whispered, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes, "I will make you pay for your stupidity."

He lowered his head and looked at the pale Lilith in his arms, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes.

"Lilith, don't worry, I will protect you," Carlos' voice was gentle and firm, as if he was making an eternal promise, "From now on, no one will be able to hurt you again."

Carlos gently placed Lilith on the cold metal table in the laboratory. She curled up weakly like a butterfly with broken wings, and her pale lips trembled slightly. Carlos' deep blue eyes were full of pity at this moment, which was completely different from his usual cold and ruthless appearance.

"Damn Lothar..." He cursed in a low voice, his tone showing undisguised anger and murderous intent. If it wasn't for protecting Lilith, he would have torn the fool who dared to provoke him into pieces.

"Carlos..." Lilith's voice was as thin as a mosquito. She tried hard to open her eyes, but blinked her long eyelashes in vain.

"Don't talk, Lilith, save your energy." Carlos caressed her pale cheek lovingly, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips. "I will heal you, believe me."

He took out a potion that was glowing with a faint blue light from the corner of the laboratory and carefully injected it into Lilith's vein. This was the latest gene repair potion that he had developed after years of hard work. Even a serious injury that was close to death could be restored to normal in a short period of time.

As the potion was injected, Lilith's pale face gradually regained some color. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Carlos in confusion, as if she had not yet recovered from the fear she had experienced before.

"How do you feel?" Carlos asked with concern, his voice as gentle as the whisper of lovers.

"I... I'm still alive?" Lilith's voice trembled with a hint of disbelief. She struggled to sit up, but Carlos gently held her down.

"Don't move. You're still very weak." Carlos helped her lie down and carefully covered her with a thin blanket. "Have a good rest. I'll take care of the rest."

"Carlos..." Lilith pulled his sleeve, her eyes full of worry, "Lothar...he won't give up..."

Carlos chuckled, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Of course he won't, but so what? I've had enough of him manipulating me. This time, I'm going to make him pay!"

He stood up, his tall figure looking particularly grim in the dim light, walked to the control console in the laboratory, and pressed a series of complicated buttons.

"Buzz——"

With a low mechanical sound, the wall of the laboratory slowly opened, revealing a huge metal platform. On the platform, quietly lying was a huge mechanical body wrapped in black metal, flashing a cold metallic luster, full of oppressive power.

"This is..." Lilith looked at the scene in surprise, her eyes full of disbelief.

"This is my masterpiece," Carlos turned around, with a cold smile on his face, "and it's also my gift to Losa."

He walked to the metal platform and pressed his hand on the cold metal surface. The next moment, the black metal flowed like liquid, completely enveloping him.

"From now on, I will no longer be Carlos," his cold and ruthless voice came from the metal shell, "I am 'Dark Night', the terminator of this world!"