Rocot: Reborn

"A place where you can never escape?" Rocot frowned, his tone full of suspicion and vigilance, "What do you mean by that? Why should I believe you?"

The golden warrior did not answer directly. He stood there in silence, the shadow under his helmet making it difficult to see his expression. Explosions and screams continued to come from outside the base, as if they were providing the soundtrack for their conversation.

"You saved me," Rocot endured the severe pain in his leg and tried to stay calm, "I should thank you. But you should at least tell me where you are taking me, and who are you?"

The golden warrior still did not speak. He just slowly raised his left hand, which was wrapped in a metal glove. On the back of the glove, there was a strange symbol engraved. The symbol was flashing a faint light, as if responding to Roccod's question.

Rocot recognized the symbol at a glance. It was the crest of his family in his previous life, a symbol of supreme power and dark forces. He had personally branded this symbol on the bodies of countless enemies, and had also used it to sign treaties that could subvert the world.

"How...how do you have this?" Roccod's voice trembled slightly, and an inexplicable sense of fear began to surge in his heart. He used to be the master of this shadow, but now he felt the same aura from this mysterious warrior, even more powerful and more unfathomable.

"You don't need to know." The golden warrior finally spoke, his voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of hell, "You just need to obey."

"Obey?" Rocot sneered, "Who do you think you are? Even if I die, I will not..."

Before he could finish his words, the golden warrior suddenly reached out and grabbed his throat. Rokod suddenly found it difficult to breathe, and his eyes went dark. He wanted to struggle, but found that his body was as weak as a baby in front of the golden warrior.

"You are not qualified to negotiate with me." The golden warrior's voice was icy cold. "Your life and your soul now belong to me."

Roccod struggled desperately, but his strength was insignificant in front of the golden warrior. He felt his consciousness gradually blurring, and the world before his eyes began to become distorted...

At this moment, a deafening explosion suddenly sounded outside the base, and the entire base shook violently. The golden warrior frowned slightly, loosened his hand that was pinching Rokod's throat, and turned to look in the direction of the base gate.

"Damn it! They're coming!" A panicked voice came from outside the door. Then, a group of fully armed soldiers rushed into the command room. Their uniforms and weapons showed their identities - the Imperial Guard, the most elite force in the future world, and also the most effective tool of Rocot in his previous life.

"Catch them!" The leading officer pointed at Rocot and the golden warrior and shouted, "Don't let them get away!"

The soldiers immediately raised their weapons and aimed at them. The aiming beams of the laser guns flickered in the dim command room, and the air was filled with tension and murderous atmosphere.

The golden warrior turned around, his eyes swept across the soldiers, and finally fell on Rokod. He lowered his head and whispered in Rokod's ear: "It seems that our journey will end early."

Before Rokod could react, the golden warrior suddenly pushed him away. Rokod stumbled back a few steps and fell to the ground. He looked up and was surprised to see that the golden warrior turned around and rushed towards the soldiers.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy?!" Rocot shouted. Those were the Imperial Guards, who he would not dare to provoke even in his heyday.

The golden warrior ignored him, and the golden sword in his hand burst into dazzling light, as if a golden sun was rising in the command room. The soldiers were blinded by the sudden light and cried out in surprise.

"Fire! Fire quickly!" the officer shouted at the top of his lungs.

Laser beams cut through the air, shooting at the golden warrior like raindrops. But what was incredible was that the moment the laser beams came into contact with the golden light, they were all bounced off. The golden warrior rushed into the crowd unscathed, and the long sword in his hand turned into golden lightning, reaping the lives of the soldiers.

Blood splattered and screams rang out. In just a few breaths, those well-trained Imperial Guardsmen fell in a pool of blood, without a single one being spared.

Rokod stared at the bloody scene in front of him in amazement. He couldn't believe his eyes. Who was this golden warrior? How could he possess such terrifying power?

The golden warrior turned and looked at Rokod. His golden helmet was covered in blood, which made him look particularly hideous under the flickering light. He stretched out his hand towards Rokod and said in a low and rapid voice:

"Follow me! Now!"

Rocot looked at the bloody hand, his heart filled with hesitation and fear. He knew that if he chose to leave with this mysterious warrior, he would embark on a road full of unknowns and dangers, and perhaps he would never be able to turn back.

But what if he doesn't leave?

Looking at the corpses of the Imperial Guards on the ground, Rocot knew that an even crueler fate was waiting for him.

"I……"

Just as Roccod was about to make a choice, the door of the command room was knocked open again, and a man wearing a black windbreaker and sunglasses appeared at the door. He was holding a pistol with smoke coming out of the muzzle. Obviously, the loud noise just now was caused by him.

"Long time no see, Roccod." The man took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of eyes full of teasing and cruelty. "It seems that you have encountered some troubles?"