Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Irregular ripples continued to surge in Klein's perspective. Melissa's figure rushed towards the real world through the cracks in reality, and her questions and iron fists smashed towards Klein.

"So what you told me about your love of mechanics was also a lie?!

"The ideas you once expounded, the ideals you once declared, the beliefs you once held, were all just a scam against me?!"

"Those are [Is-Shizil's] ideas, ideals, and beliefs, but not [mine]."

The majestic rage wrapped in spirituality poured down on "Is". Melissa's prototype attacked with full power, but for Is, it was just a sideways dodge.

"If you want to ask me about my attitude, I will answer you faithfully now: these technologies and theories are important ways for humans to understand the world and benefit themselves. I appreciate this way of social progress, but this thing doesn't mean much to me. Perhaps in the face of the truth and origin of this world, it may not mean much either."

"No meaning? Ha, then what is my obsession?!"

Following Melissa's angry shout, the floor tiles of the library began to vibrate, and many dark holes were opened. Piles of scrap copper and iron of various shapes instantly poured out from the dense underground holes, jingling and bouncing on the floor tiles of the library, and finally merged into a brass-colored ocean. The surging machinery was given life and activity by the Creator, and it squirmed and turned into four piles of sand dunes, and four mechanical figures connected by gears and levers rose from the ground.

Different etching patterns lit up on the four mechanical figures, and with noisy collisions, they rushed ahead of Melissa and launched a fierce attack on "Is".

The terrifying enemy was within reach, but “Is” had no intention of fighting and stood there calmly. He was facing an angry opponent and a deceived person, but he was as calm as an irrelevant stone pillar. He had no intention of fighting on the battlefield, nor did he feel proud of revealing the truth. He had nothing, nothing at all, only the inhuman coldness and indifference in his bones.

Powers and curses of various natures rushed towards Him like vicious wolves, but the strange light and the distorted world began to crack and shatter three meters away from Him, turning into glittering debris, as if an invisible pair of scissors cut the large net in all directions into pieces, and every tiny strand of spirituality lost its connection with Melissa and the puppets, and was casually woven into a new form by another force, which gently surrounded it and then dissipated everywhere.

Still casually turning sideways, three huge shells grazed past "Is's" dress and exploded violently on the floor of the library in the blink of an eye. The scorching flames burned "Is's" face but could not illuminate His empty eyes.

Melissa suddenly felt that she was facing a dark abyss. In front of this abyss, all her meanings were not qualified to reach the bottom of the soul. Her emotions and grief were meaningless to the mythical creatures. Her obsessions and ideals were light and immature to the inhuman creatures. Even her body and soul were too weak and frail for this alien. Not only her spirituality, her creations, but even her soul and body, fell apart when she approached.

Melissa stared with her dark eyes that were like the abyss. The instinctive fear and uneasiness of creatures towards high-level beings quietly spread in her mind. Melissa could clearly feel that her thoughts were almost transparent to Him. Whether it was her complex and restless emotions or her carefully designed attacks, they were all within His calculations and insights.

This was a fatal date full of traps. He had long known Melissa's suspicion and hostility towards Him, and had expected that Melissa would set up traps and weapons in the library, but "Is" still went to the date.

Her actions are not threatening, her thoughts are not profound, her shouts are not powerful

In the face of the insurmountable level of life, everything about Melissa seemed so sad.

This reminded Melissa of another existence, another invisible chasm that was the same but different. The anger towards the other existence surged in her heart again. The wormwood that had been buried deep in her heart was now growing wildly and spreading rapidly, flooding Melissa's heart.

“What do you mean, you asshole?!

"Are you laughing at my insignificance, fragility and powerlessness?! Are you laughing at my feelings being so cheap, excessive and mean?!

"Are you laughing at the ridiculousness of me challenging the invincible, or are you laughing at me -

"What a wild thought! What a wishful thinking!!"

Melissa screamed at the top of her lungs, driving the prototype recklessly, using the most primitive and brutal force to vent her anger in the most primitive way.

She no longer knew what she was angry about. Maybe it was the "Is" who had deceived her feelings, who had taken great pains to create a beautiful illusion and then ruthlessly exposed it at this moment, or maybe it was the brother who had once been close to her but could no longer walk side by side with her.

In other words, it is the deepest and most unbridgeable chasm in the world, the most tragic chasm between the weak and lowly human beings and the great and profound gods.

"Or are you laughing at me for being dissatisfied with this damn fate but unable to resist? Are you laughing at me for wanting to change and protect, but when I uncover the truth, I can only see that he has reached a dead end?"

Melissa yelled in the mechanical resonance.

"Are you pitying me?!"

The huge iron fist smashed another huge pit in front of "Is".

"Answer me, Is-Shizil!

"Answer me! Face me! Attack me!!

"Why don't you take action?! Why are you hiding?! Are you pitying my weakness?!!

“I don’t need your pity, you bastard! It doesn’t matter if you are Is-Shizel or some other alien! I am a Sequence 3 Saint! Not a powerless little girl!!

"Take action! Attack! Make a move! Summon your spirituality!!! Use your damn extraordinary characteristics!!!"

"Face me!!!"

The mechanical puppets twitched and trembled under Melissa's questioning, and then collapsed with a shrill friction sound. Mechanical parts of all sizes fell to the ground with a ding, ...

The new mechanical frenzy screamed and pounced on Is, opening its huge mouth to tear "Is" into pieces.

Ten meters, five meters...one meter!

boom!

With a loud bang, the mechanical wave exploded completely in front of "Is". The connections between the individual parts were suddenly completely severed, and the disintegrated mechanical parts turned into a gentle vortex, each isolated from each other, and gently rotated around him, leaving a three-meter-wide open space.

"Is", take a step forward.