Mysteries: Arcana Wars

So, is this mechanical creation called [Rama Fantasy] really the work of Melissa?!

The violent repulsion caused Klein to destroy a large number of animal puppets, and he jumped directly to a distance. The heavy bookshelf fell at his feet, and he was just out of the range of the gravitational waves. Similarly, this distraction also interrupted his control over the Shanning spirit line.

Klein felt both delighted and helpless at the huge mechanical creation before him.

On the one hand, Klein was pleased and proud to have such a sister, Melissa, who had made such a powerful machine. But on the other hand, the [Rama the Fantasy] in front of him brought him a difficult problem. For Klein, who lacked strength, if he could not eliminate Shanning in time, the situation would likely turn into a fierce battle.

In the white mist, the indicator lights of various colors flickered, and the terrifying jet sound sounded again. Before the body cooled down, Shanning ejected and attacked Klein again. After a brief confrontation, the deadly hide-and-seek game started again.

The view of the library immediately became extremely wide due to the repulsive wave. His attempt to transform into a puppet continued, but this time Klein's dodge became difficult due to the lack of cover. So he simply gave up avoiding the battle and turned defense into offense, using air pistols and air cannonballs to attack Shanning from all directions while jumping, interrupting his attention from tracking him.

The open space cleared by the repulsive wave did not last long. After a few jumps, the fallen bookshelf stood up again and continued to rush around in an irregular manner.

The blood on the open ground quickly condensed and gathered under Klein's control. The liquid and debris squirmed and gathered into the original animal appearance, moving around on the battlefield again, serving as Klein's foothold. As puppets, these animals were just corpses that could be kneaded at will. With Klein's current strength, the puppets that were crushed into flesh and blood could still be restored, it just took more time.

But this time, Klein's actions became obviously more cautious. His hands were a little sluggish when operating the spiritual body line, and some subtle errors appeared from time to time between his conscious judgment and actual operation. He keenly felt this erratic abnormality and immediately took out the [Illusion Compass] to check, only to see that the three slender needles were shaking violently on the number 12.

…The hallucinations are occurring more and more frequently!

This is definitely not a good sign...

Don't insert the short film at such a critical moment!

Recalling his previous experiences of resisting in illusions, Klein tried to drive his spirituality to resist the upcoming illusion, but there was a strong enemy in front of him, and he couldn't burn his spirituality with all his might like before. The illusion still pushed past Klein's weak resistance without any suspense, and submerged Klein's real world like a wave.

But the heavy metal fist still smashed down under his feet, and under the powerful impact, he flew out along with the rubble.

"Is Shizil! You liar!"

The flesh-and-blood machine that had collapsed and lost control in the cockpit was gone, replaced by Melissa who was crying and roaring in the cockpit.

In the blink of an eye, this terrifying mechanical creation has become completely different. The one that appeared in the illusion should be the Eva-01 of [Fantasy Rama] - it seems that it cannot be called [Fantasy Rama] yet. The Rama steam engine should not have been released at this time. This mechanical armor should only be equipped with the original old-fashioned Rossel steam engine. It can only be said that it is a prototype of armor secretly developed by Melissa personally, and it cannot be named "Rama".

From this perspective, the terrifying mechanical creation found by Sannin Tesla in the real world should be Melissa's later finished product, the real [Rama the Fantasy].

Compared to those deformed and twisted parts that looked like they were stacked on top of rotting corpses, the prototype in front of him was obviously much simpler and more crude. Although it was not exactly the same as the Gundam or mecha warriors that Klein knew, it was also completely unrelated.

However, it can at least be seen from this prototype that it is some kind of mechanical creation made by humans, which means that its shape is more unique, imaginative and creative.

Klein suddenly felt ashamed for a second. He could barely understand that Melissa might be imitating the concept of "Gundam" - this should be what he told her by chance when he was asleep - but "Gundam" should be humanoid instead of a large mammal, more like a large teddy bear midnight playground than a science fiction war movie.

The real "Rama Rama" has a leap-forward understanding and practice in the indescribable, and is even shrouded in a layer of spirituality that can disturb the mind and shock the spirit.

Even though he had seen Is's consummate artistic accomplishment, Klein would rather believe that the weird transformations in the later period were the result of Is's intervention in research.

The Illusion prototype is much bulkier than the real [Rama the Fantasy], but that giant fist is still the real deal.

"Is-Shizil! Is-Shizil! Is-Shizil!!!"

"Your name, your life, your promises, everything about you is fake!

“All of them are—

"lie!!"

Strange golden patterns flashed on the mecha, and then a huge iron fist appeared in front of Klein, driven by a large amount of spirituality and fierce anger.

"boom!!"

With an extremely difficult turn, the terrifying fist smashed another big hole right next to his head.

Klein looked up with lingering fear and met Melissa's eyes.

In the cab, Melissa was already crying. The extreme pain seemed to have cut a hole in her soul, so the tears of sorrow and regret could surge like a flood. In this long brown river, there was a flame of anger burning, igniting the last bit of Melissa's rationality.

"Answer me! Is-Shizil!

"So even our encounter in the library that day was the result of your arrangement?

"Face me! Answer me!"

"Yes, I admit it."

A cold and unmoving voice emerged from Klein's throat, piercing Melissa with the sharp truth.

"Our meeting is the result of my extraordinary power."

At this moment, "Is" was not at all shy and awkward like Klein had seen before, nor was he as absorbed and selfless as when he was fully focused.

He was just stating a cold fact, as if he had completely shed his human skin tonight, revealing a horrible, twisted, inhuman monster. The so-called kindness and care were of course gone, leaving only a strong and uncomfortable feeling of alienation.

"[Is Shizil] is a [role] specially created for you."