Shadow of the Beautiful World

Wasteland hell, a new day.

Amid the metallic roar, five huge mechanical dinosaurs domesticated by the Mechanicus walked out of their nest.

These big guys have adapted to the environment of hell, and fell in love with the scorched earth where they can let them have fun.

Here, they don't have to worry about breaking anything, they can make trouble as they want.

These guys with shiny shells are full of brute force and never get tired, so they are placed in factories in the wasteland, using their brute force to serve the Raven Lord.

Apologist knight of the Adeptus Mechanicus, powerful legendary warrior Scourge is riding on the back of the leader of mechanical dinosaurs, metal Tyrannosaurus rex Grimlock.

The most capable robot in Mechanicus currently likes his mount very much.

As for Grimlock, after being subdued, he honestly ran left and right following the natural disaster.

The Mechanical Tyrannosaurus Rex roared loudly, saying goodbye to his four companions.

They were going to work in their respective factories, and Grimlock was going to carry his knights to the training ground of the omnic warriors of the Mechanicus.

The training ground is on the ground between the two Styx Rivers, the Nu River, the Shou Oath River and the Resentment River, and the Angu River. .

This tyrannical mechanical Tyrannosaurus Rex wagged its huge tail like a warhammer, and stepped on the ground wagging its head.

In the loud noise like an earthquake, it spread its hooves, raised its head and spewed out a scorching flame. Under the scolding of the natural disaster carrying a heavy sword, it set off towards the destination.

Speaking of it, mechanical warriors don't seem to need much exercise, they can use data transmission to share each other's combat experience.

But the Great Guardian Knight, Natural Calamity, scoffed at this.

He repeatedly warned Icarus that the battle experience shared like that was false!

It has no soul!

Even if it is a robot, it needs continuous actual combat practice to accumulate real combat experience. Mutual copying of data is not a panacea!

Since the Spectacles handed over the training of the omnic warriors of the Mechanicus Cult to the natural disasters, she had no intention of blocking the natural disasters' actions at all.

With the support of the Spectacle Girl, Scourge built a training ground. After all the omnic fighters walked off the assembly line, they had to go through crazy actual combat training before they could be called the true mainstay of the Cult of the Mechanicus.

The training ground for the robots is brutal and terrifying.

As members of Mechanicus, after they awakened machine souls, their bodies are no longer necessary. Therefore, under the requirements of natural disasters, every actual combat confrontation will end when the body of an omnic is completely crushed.

Under this kind of crazy training, the combat effectiveness of the omnic warriors of the Mechanicus, especially the fighting will and offensiveness, have improved rapidly.

Coupled with the completion of the construction of several production workshops, the Mechanicus finally survived the most difficult time and began to enter the explosive mode.

At this stage, Merlin already has 45 omnic legions under his command, but this is not enough.

To participate in the Hell War, a mere 45 legions is far from enough.

While the mechanical warriors started their daily training, another force under Merlin's command also started their daily work in the mechanical temple on the scorched earth plain.

A group of women in dark red short robes came out of a building similar to a dormitory building one after another.

Under the leadership of their respective leaders, they put on work clothes that are easy to move, just like factory workers, entered the workshop of the Mechanic Temple, and began to make special Horcruxes for the Mechanicus to carry data souls.

There are a lot of them, about 3,000 scattered.

Each of these women is very handsome, and each of them fits the image of traditional beauties, and they all have more or less austere temperament.

They don't like to talk, and they are straightforward when they do things. Except for the occasional rest, they spend their daily time making Horcruxes for Lord Raven.

Prepare for war for the Lord of Hell.

Oh, by the way, each of these women has weird scars on their backs.

It's like a wound where the wings you have are broken off.

They come from the other side of hell.

Don't forget the sisters who are still suffering!

In the workshops where these women work, they chant slogans before starting work.

They were rescued from Hela's underworld by the benevolent and majestic Raven Lord, escaped from the horrible curse of the vicious queen, and regained the dignity and freedom of being born as angels after death.

But there are many more sisters trapped under that horrible curse.

In the desperate world that was torn from the world tree by the god king and thrown into the void, there were millions of sisters sinking in the sea of ​​suffering.

They sacrificed their freedom and gave everything to Lord Raven.

It's just because Lord Raven promised that one day in the future, he would release those exiled angels and send them back to their hometown, the supreme holy paradise.

These poor women have nothing left to lose.

Of course, as the most elite angel warriors in the highest heaven, these female workers can also take up arms again when Merlin needs them, and win one victory after another for their new master.

But now, Merlin only needs them to use their magic power to make more Horcruxes for Mechanicus.

These angels with broken wings work very efficiently, and can produce at least 10,000 Horcruxes every day, which makes the birth of omnic warriors of Mechanicus Cult faster.

And the demons and undead that were trapped in this hopeless wasteland... are gone.

They were all killed by the cruel and ruthless Lord Raven.

Of course, this is also another sense of freedom.

The souls of these extremely evil people are made into soul fragments of different specifications, which are used to fuse with data souls to create real machine souls.

Their innumerable sinful pasts have been completely erased, and they have been reborn in the mechanical body in the purest form of primitive souls.

Fight for the glory of the Almighty God and gain the final redemption in the future war.

That's how robots work.

Make the most of everything!

In Merlin's wasteland, nothing goes to waste.

This place has completely turned into a mechanical hell, and the lower-level omnics of the Mechanicus are still transforming this wasteland without stopping.

They seem to intend to use metal and machinery to cover every inch of the ground in this world.

Of course, this was also permitted by the benevolent Lord Raven.

This is the home of omnics, not warm, not beautiful.

But it belongs entirely to them.

And any evil life that dares to invade this world will be beaten mercilessly by the machines!

Ah, praise to the God of all chances!

Praise the ravens...

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Victor Stone stood blankly on the edge of the mountain pass of Mount Doom.

Yesterday, he bid farewell to his father in a hurry, and followed the Glasses Lady and Lord Raven to this hell.

Here he wants to accept the teachings of the sages of Mechanicus, so as to better use his newly acquired body, discover the mysteries of the mechanical body, and learn to live with this new attitude.

He also learned the truth of the matter from his father.

It wasn't that the machine transformed him, but the machine saved him and brought him back to the world from the brink of death.

As far as reason is concerned, he should thank that weird mother box, as well as Icarus and Mechanicus who completed the transformation operation for him.

But Victor, who escaped from death, was not happy.

Not everyone is comfortable with all of this.

Victor looked at his mechanical fingers. He looked at the moving silver-white metal. There was no sense of flesh and blood connection like before, only the sending and response of cold data signals.

Instead of emotional physiological control, it is replaced by mechanical operation.

More intuitive.

Also colder.

It's more convenient.

But it's indescribable.

Victor was a gifted, promising football player who had been a star in his college years and hadn't graduated yet, but had already been scouted by professional league scouts.

According to the original trajectory of his life, he is very likely to become a famous athlete in history. That is also his ideal and the path he chose.

He actually has the potential of a scientist, but because of his father and mother, Victor lost interest in those experiments and scientific knowledge in high school.

He wants to have his own life, only his own.

Unfortunately, all this is now far away from him.

click

Victor flexed his fingers.

He clasped his ten fingers, and he could sense the explosive, inhuman power in his body with clear data.

With this mechanical body to participate in the rugby game, Victor can be sure that even if the opponent plays together, it can't stop him from sending the rugby into the goal.

But is he still there?

Can my former partners, those fans, still accept a half-mechanical, half-biological monster to play with them?

Even if they could accept it, would Victor dare?

With the strength and sturdiness of this body, it only takes a light bump while running to paralyze an adult.

This is just the most insignificant item among all the problems he faces about his future life.

This is horrible.

All of this is too scary.

He is still a child, and unlike the children of the Merlin family who have seen the big world since he was a child, he has not been exposed to too many extraordinary things in his past life.

Everything in front of him caught him off guard.

Like, he's standing in a literal hell right now...

Actually, you can...

A gentle voice came from behind the dazed Victor.

It was as if he had accurately captured the bewilderment and bewilderment in Victor's heart, all the questions that echoed in his heart, and gave an answer.

You have also seen the bionic material on Icarus, Victor Stone, you can also have that kind of bionic material, it's not difficult.

The voice said:

It perfectly fits every inch of steel in your body and completely simulates every inch of your skin. As long as you keep your secrets, I can guarantee that even the chick who sleeps with you will never be able to tell your secrets .”

You can live the same way, exercise the same way, enjoy life the same way as before.

As long as you learn to control your power here, the premise is that you have to accept yourself now.

Victor was unmoved.

He didn't even look back.

He knew that it was the master of this place, the powerful Lord of Hell, Merlin Riley, and Lord Raven, the King of Vanity.

He doesn't know him well.

But now even if he is just standing behind him, the thoughts carried by his mechanical body are constantly sending out fatal warnings.

The mother box that makes up the second heart is like meeting a natural enemy.

Why do you people always talk about changing a person's fate so easily... It's like talking about the trivial matter of what to have for dinner today.

Victor whispered:

What I lost was my life.

I have lived with flesh and blood until now, and I became another life overnight. I can't accept all this. But I think this is not important to big men like you, right?

Do you want to hear the truth, child.

Lord Raven hovered beside Victor, and he followed Victor's gaze to look at the wasteland in the distance.

He said:

The truth always hurts so much. Indeed, to the world in front of me, your fate is not important, and whether you can accept it is not important...

You've come here, and that's enough for me.

Merlin paused, he saw a glimmer of sadness in Victor's eyes.

He chuckled lightly, put his hands behind his back, and said loudly:

But you can work hard to make yourself important, Victor Stone. In addition to personal struggle, the fate of a person must also take into account the process of history.

What I can tell you is that not only you, but also the world has undergone major changes. Your destiny diversion is only a small part of the world's forward destiny shift, a trace of a great system.

You can make yourself more important in the system, it's up to the decisions you make, boy, as long as you decide to go all the way up the ladder of change, you'll always see higher places.

As it is now...

Merlin put a hand on Victor's mechanical shoulder.

He said:

Let yourself fall into waste in regret and old nostalgia.

Still facing the changes and moving forward, reappearing as a hero in the world you miss...You can do more, and you already have more possibilities than others.

Are you really a hell devil?

Victor Stone turned to look at Merlin.

There was a turmoil in the sullen young man's heart, and he even grinned slightly.

He said to Merlin:

Are you really an evil person? The legendary devil, why do I think what you said is more like the words of those old heroes to cheer up the rookies...

I'm a lord of hell, boy.

Merlin says:

If it's true, as for why you like these words, it's probably because...

A smile flashed across Lord Raven's face, and he said:

Probably because I was once a hero, and you also have the desire to become a hero in your heart.

After all, before we become heroes, we always fantasize that we are heroes...what young person doesn't enjoy this fantasy?

The King of Vanity chuckled, and said:

Okay, this is the end of the psychological counseling. Come with me. I will combine the three mother boxes into one to complete the last thing I need you to do. After that, you will be free.

At that time, whatever you want to do, just do it.

After speaking, Merlin turned and floated towards the mechanical palace.

Victor hesitated for a moment, followed behind him, and followed him amidst the rattling sound of mechanical collisions.

Until now, Victor didn't notice that an orange light was shining in his mechanical body.

Ideals and self-esteem can only restrain themselves, but vanity...

But can play with others.

However, in terms of Merlin's character, what I just said...

Probably, maybe, maybe, probably, it's not just deception.

You have to have a new name, protect your identity, protect your father, go out and fight for justice with a new name... Well, I'll give you a new name, do you think 'Iron Fist' sounds good? Rebar Iron bones.

Merlin asked.

Victor frowned, and said:

Why not call it 'Steel Bone'? I think this sounds better.