infinite blood sorrow

The world swept by the pitch-black fire flashed across his mind, Mo Ao frowned, this thing did not give him a good feeling.

hostility!

It's like when he faced CC for the first time, he felt hostility... However, it's not as strong as when he faced CC. Maybe it's because of the contract with CC. This hostility, It's not strong enough to let his blood run wild like when he faced CC.

Well!Rather, he is now in a state of berserk all the time.

No sound, no omen.

The seemingly heavy door opened to Mo Ao at a speed that didn't match it at all.

Small hands, small black hands like ribbons

The tide formed by countless black hands engulfed him in an instant and dragged him towards the door.

Mo Ao did not act aggressively. Since the other party reassured him so much, there must be a reason for it. Before he knew it, Mo Ao felt that the figure was a reliable existence that thought of himself.

Of course, all of this was just a feeling, he didn't realize why he believed in 'Shadow' so much.

After Mo Ao was involved, the door was quickly closed again.

"I'm really looking forward to what you will think? Hehe..." It seemed to be secretly laughing, and it seemed to be self-deprecating, and the figure let out an unknown laugh.

================================ The scourge of truth, the source of all laws ============== =================

The sticky little hands bound the body, making people feel nauseous in their hearts.

In the darkness, dozens, hundreds of light bands flashed in front of him at an extremely fast speed, and he concentrated all his energy to see them.

The smiling face of the father, the rashness of the younger sister, the seriousness of the grandfather...

The sweaty boy in the practice room...

On the podium, the young man who held the trophy and looked down upon the surrounding...

Scene after scene, Mo Ao's past was played back in front of his eyes like a movie, with many unknown information mixed in...

"This prophecy will bring destruction..."

"The interpretation of three-dimensional text must be based on..."

"The birth of the fourth will bring a new pattern..."

"The basic drawing of the formation must be..."

"The existence of the soul is based on the realm of the world and is left to wander..."

Massive amounts of information and knowledge rushed into Mo Ao's consciousness.

it hurts!it hurts!it hurts!it hurts!

It is not a heart-piercing pain, but a feeling that gathers from the depths of the brain, which represents all the pain that a person can feel.

Soul, the pain that seems to tear him apart from his 'root',

If it is a human being, few people may be able to resist it, and most people will go crazy.

The most important thing is that if this continues, it's not that he will go crazy because of the mental pain, but because he can't stop his ideological pursuit and be robbed of everything by the truth!

After that, the images in front of me flowed faster...

Emotional bandaging, subconscious suppression, setting goal priorities, setting time limits...

Geass [Dragon Emperor] · Mind Stone · Absolute Sanity!

Quickly process massive amounts of knowledge, compress, exclude, and recompress...

This kind of pain is not physical, but the discomfort caused by a large amount of knowledge being forcibly injected into the brain.

Compared with the discomfort of using the [Learning Device] at the beginning, the feeling here is dozens of times, hundreds of times stronger!

Useful information, useless information, as long as the mind touches it a little bit, there will be an unknown existence stuffing the relevant knowledge into the mind, whether you want it or not, you will get it and pay for it cost.

Organize useful knowledge and deal with useless information.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Ao spent it unconsciously in the process of constantly processing the injected knowledge.

The spirit has been numb.Time has become meaningless.

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"I...I came out?" Mo Ao felt that his brain was much clearer, he didn't feel any discomfort, just like before he went in, the only thing he had was the knowledge from many places in his mind.

"Come out?" The figure was waiting for him outside. "Then, it's up to me to charge the price."

Without any action, the Philosopher's Stone that Mo Ao had prepared in advance began to shrink rapidly, and soon disappeared without a trace.

"That's all?" It happened that the Philosopher's Stone was consumed, how could there be such a coincidence.

"I hate the person who prepares currency in advance. He is really lucky and annoying." The figure complained with a smile. "Of course not, but the rest of it is nothing more than insignificant stuff."

"Many people who think they know have come here, entered the gate, and searched for the truth they dreamed of."

"However, those people never came out again."

"Their strong thirst for knowledge keeps them absorbing knowledge in it, and finally..."

"There are so many 'truths' that you have to give all of yourself to pay for them?" Mo Ao followed the words of the figure.

"That's right!" The figure nodded.

"No, if they ask for too much, according to this method of remaining after the event, there must be examples of paying everything and not being able to pay it off."

"In this world, there will be no things that cannot be paid, only those who can afford it and those who cannot afford it. However, there is no such trouble here. Those who can afford it will be naturally recovered, and those who cannot be given will not be retained."

"Our deal has been completed, can you send me out?" It's useless to say more, and if you stay here again, you don't know what 'price' you have to pay.

"Of course, goodbye then." The figure waved to him.

Watching Mo Ao disappear into this space, the figure grinned with excitement.

"You will definitely come again, until next time...

"Next time...how much will you give? Body? Memory? Soul? Philosopher's Stone? Or..."

"What about reward points?"

Chapter 49 Dead Lancelot

Moao room accommodation area, bathroom.

Mo Ao took a shower under the shower after work as usual.However, forget about Chu Zihang's 3-minute Dafa, and take a bath and enjoy it slowly!Ascetic monk is not Mo Ao's style at all.

Standing in the mist, Mo Ao was a little dazed. Ever since he started using Blood Rage, such a scene always reminded him of his appearance when he was Blood Rage, and even the blood seemed to be strange, which always felt weird.

Rinse the arm under hot water, and the experiment is considered complete. However, the arm is still aching from the experiment just now. At this time, on the backs of Mo Ao's hands, two scarlet sword marks gradually disappeared in the mist. .

"To put it bluntly, I didn't figure out what the principle was until the end. Sure enough, that level of mystery is beyond my comprehension!"

"However, something like mystery is something that gets the result directly after abandoning the process. Although I don't know how the original product came about, let me make it up for now. Is it barely usable?"

After wiping off the water stains on his body, Mo Ao changed into a pair of tights for training. The red sword marks on the back of his hands could not be sent and received freely, so he had a pair of black fingerless gloves attached.But in the space of the main god, it doesn't matter whether you cover it or not, right?

Walking back to the experimental area, although the solidification of the sword print on the hand was successful, it is still unknown whether it will work well or not.After a buffer of time, the pain on the back of the hand is much weaker now, so it shouldn't affect the experiment, right?

and......

The sword print in Mo Ao's hand began to glow, and a blood vessel-like red pattern appeared on the fingerless gloves, and at the same time, the pattern quickly spread to the entire pair of gloves.

"For small objects, there is no problem...but I don't use fists even if I use my bare hands, so this pair of gloves is useless..." Mo Ao said that he was empty-handed I have always used leg skills all the time, family martial arts, nothing else, as far as the practicality is really useless.

As long as his physical fitness can keep up, Mo Ao's leg skills will probably never be eliminated in his lifetime.

"Let's try large objects next."

With a wave of his hand, Mo Ao released Lancelot who had been covered in dust all along.

The humanoid weapons of the rebellious world are more than one grade lower than the highest classic Gundam of mechas. Intuitively speaking, the Strike Freedom Gundam is at least 15 meters high, but the humanoid weapons such as Lancelot are only three or four It is only one meter high, and it is not a dimension in terms of size, magnitude and tonnage.

Of course, from another perspective, Gundam is a weapon used in space warfare, while humanoid weapons are limited to land warfare on earth, which is also far from it.

But as the so-called mecha is a man's romance, if Mo Aoxi doesn't like mechas, the answer is of course yes. Although it is not as buggy as Gundam, as the first finished product of the fourth generation Kightmare, Lancelot's The appearance is still very good, and the strength is also remarkable. As a reincarnation who can't reach A level, how could Mo Ao be dissatisfied?

Only a metamorphosis (HX) state of Wang Yang's level can do such things as physically traveling through the universe.

However, even if Lancelot is slightly smaller than the taller one, after removing the large reference objects, Lancelot itself still occupies a large volume, and a three-meter-high humanoid weapon is placed in the center of the test area position, like a sleeping monster.

The damage of Lancelot was repaired by Mo Ao long ago, of course, it was repaired by the main god. Mo Ao's own talent point is on the mysterious side, repairing Lancelot, even the current Zhao Yun He couldn't even do it, let alone him, a scumbag in science.

Perhaps Xi Jing might be able to repair it. Thinking about the girl who conquered the ultra-proud technological genius Iron Man Tony Stark with her talents, it is not impossible to repair Lancelot or something!

Yet Mo Ao had fixed it long before he got into The Avengers.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Ao put his hands on Lancelot's fuselage.The next moment, starting from the place where Mo Ao touched, the blood-red lines began to spread towards the whole of Lancelot. In addition to the surface of the fuselage, there is also the interior, every screw, every bearing, every gap, all It is covered with crimson lines.

Soon, the entire Lancelot was covered in blood-red lines, and this was just the beginning. After the red lines spread to the whole of Lancelot, Lancelot's body also began to distort When he got up, sharp metal thorns burst out from the junction of the joints, and the blunt iron blocks became coordinated and hideous. In the next moment, Lancelot's eyes suddenly lit up when no one was driving him!It's not the green light when the mech is activated, but the blood-red light that is the same as the lines on the body! .

Afterwards, Lancelot's back thruster also began to make a tooth-piercing twisting sound. The sound of metal entanglement sounded very strange, but this sound did not last long. With a clanging sound, Lancelot A pair of metal wings are propped up from the back, and there are messy metal spurs growing on the joints of the wings.

Immediately afterwards, as the final mutation, Lancelot's head also began to twist. The silver-white metal shell mixed with blood-red lines was extremely eerie. Under the blood-colored eyes, there was a sheet full of sharp teeth. His "mouth" split open ferociously.

As if endowed with life, Lancelot let out a deep growl from his cracked mouth, which made people feel uneasy in the dark environment.

The mutation is complete, and the silver-white, righteous and glorious mech Lancelot has completely changed.More monstrous than evil, more distorted than alien.Whether it's the metal bone spurs on his body, the bloody golden feathers on his back, or the frantic fangs in his mouth, they all give people a very evil and dangerous feeling. Anyone who sees Lancelot at this time will have a feeling of "will be killed!" "a feeling of.

Compared to the mecha, Lancelot at this time is more like a Deadpool!

Imprint of Immediate Death·Death Weapon!

Mo Ao withdrew his hands that were pressing on Lancelot, took two steps back, and with a wicked smile on his lips, he ordered——

"Lancelot, stand up!"

"Roar!" A creature-like roar came from the mecha, maybe it's not right to say that, it should be described as - "monster"!

Lancelot just stood up without a driver, completely obeying Mo Ao's orders, without any unnecessary movements.The ominous creature displayed its ferocious and brutal body, its blood-red eyes staring straight ahead.

The smile on Mo Ao's face became wider and wider. He clasped his hands together and spread them out in formations. The stone walls were divided into three columns to form three thick walls in front of Lancelot, right front and left front respectively. thick barrier.

"Lancelot, shoot, attack the left and right front with maximum power."

The firearms that originally belonged to Lancelot have also mutated. In addition to the hideous appearance that can be used in close combat, the caliber of the muzzle is more than double that of the original one. Instead of calling this object a gun If so, it would be better to call it a "hand cannon"!

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom......

Uninterrupted, Lancelot fired both guns in his hand without aiming or considering ammunition, just mechanically pulling the trigger. At this time, the pair of "hand cannons" proved that they were the only thing the guns had in common— — Rate of fire!

Attacks like cannonballs were continuously fired at the rate of fire of a pistol. In just a few seconds, the two rows of stone walls formed in front of Lancelot turned into rubble and ashes, and some even melted directly on the ground. It is flowing in a magma state.

"It's amazing..." Mo Ao sincerely admired it. Judging from this long-range attack ability alone, [Dead Transformation Lancelot] is much, much stronger than him, at least Lancelot The output is stable, and he won't be as exhausted as Mo Ao.

"Then the next item, Lancelot, draw your sword!" Mo Ao ordered again.

Lancelot retracted his two guns in an instant, and pulled out the original laser sword from his legs. This laser sword seemed to be the least mutated item on Lancelot. Except for the accident that the light turned blood red, the other Nothing changed.

If you have to say it, the power and ability have changed, so that's it.

"The target is directly ahead, the nameless god Merry Qinglong!"

Following Mo Ao's instructions without any hesitation, Lancelot held the laser sword in his hand and made a good posture, and slashed at the last row of stone walls in front of him. The dark red energy turned into a dragon shape, killing all Everything that passed was reduced to rubble.

That's right!Even sword skills can be used, as long as it is a fighting method that Mo Ao can think of, almost all can be used by Lancelot.

Because the essence of Lancelot at this time is a weapon, a dead weapon held by Mo Ao!

"Continue, Feitian Yujianliu Dragon Nest Flash!"

"Shiyu Cangyan Flow Ten Types Yan Special Attack!"

"Yagyu Xinyin Stream·Profound Truth·Four Phases and Eight Fans!"

"Kill Yidaoliu Luanxueyuehua alive!"

"Sincerity Flow One Sword!"

One after another, the sword skills in his mind were executed by Mo Ao's command [dead Lancelot]. The huge body over three meters tall showed agility beyond common sense, and the sword skills were like mercury pouring down the ground without any slowness. Mo Ao's knowledge is the connection, the originally completely different schools, the sword skills that seem to be very different, are poured into this world in a seamless rhythm.

"Great!" Mo Ao looked at [Dead Lancelot] in surprise. At first he never thought that [Dead Lancelot] could be so strong. When he got used to controlling [Dead Lancelot] ], the combat ability of [Death Lancelot] must be improved to a higher level!

"It's a pity that the material after [Death Transformation] can't carry the power of [Life]. Otherwise, we can strengthen [Death Transformation Lancelot] with alchemy domain and enchanting runes. Thinking about it will make people yearn for it!" Mo Ao Jiang [dead Lancelot] took back the storage space, and said with some joy and regret.

"But compared to this, other things are trivial!" Mo Ao was just lost for a while, and then regained his composure, looking at the blood-red sword mark on the back of his hand with great vigor.

"[The Imprint of Immediate Death]—Complete!"