Wasteland Echoer.

Chapter 52 Reader Kayas
  "Alien Heartless Man? A rare mutant species? However, how can he retain human language and thinking abilities?" There was an indescribable uneasiness and fear in Wright's heart.

But the professionalism of the Socra Guards in his body allowed him to quickly calm down from the panic and panting caused by running. His brain was running rapidly, his black eyes quickly tightened, and he raised the "Crazy Bear" pistol and aimed it. The heart of the "Alien Heartless Man" glows with blood-red light.

"Fight? It has the aura of the Lost. This is a difficult battle, Wright." Brett's calm voice did not contain any emotion.

From the aura emanating from the maggot-like upper body about to explode and the unconsciously flapping wings of the "Alien Heartless" in front of him, Brett felt the sense of fear exerted on his spiritual realm.

When Brett raised the "Socra A-type rifle" and pointed it at the "alien mindless man" in front of him, he chose to close his eyes for two seconds and silently recited the passage in the "Safety Code" about dealing with the fear caused by mental interference:

"Fear is only born from fear itself. Fear and fear will be occupied by fear. Only by forgetting fear can humans gain a foothold in the wasteland..."

"Brett?"

Hearing the passage that Brett recited silently, Wright felt a sense of guilt in his heart. After all, De, who was forced to execute him under Socrates, was reciting this sentence when facing Yato, which was almost exactly the same.

Three seconds later, the "Alien Heartless Man" with a bloody mouth open in front of him and even drooling dark red saliva just stared greedily at Brett and Wright on the spot without any further action. Brett simply pulled the trigger of the rifle. The trigger was aimed at the chest of the "Alien Heartless Man".

Ping!Ping!
  The two brass bullets cut through the silent air and the solemn atmosphere filled with blood, and "pierced" straight into the chest of the "Alien Heartless" like an ancient knight who only knew how to move forward.

However, what reached Brett's ears was not the dull sound penetrating into the flesh, but the crisp sound of metal colliding.

Looking carefully, Brett found two small pieces of metal that had collapsed together and glowed a little red, the size of half a fingernail, falling at the feet of the "Alien Heartless Man" who looked like a wolfdog.

The rifle specially made for the army by Sugra's "Tool Yuan" factory was completely ineffective against the "Alien Heartless Man" in front of him. He even used his bloated right hand to gently touch his hard heart as if brushing away a piece of dust. Face looked at Brett smugly.

Immediately afterwards, he kicked off the ground with his lean black-furred legs, jumped forward with the help of bat-shaped wings, stretched out his clenched fist, which was about the size of Brett's head and half, and leaned on it. An afterimage flashed in front of Brett and Wright at the speed of a flash.

Then, Brett felt a sharp pounding in his abdomen.

Before his consciousness could synchronize with the pain, his body suddenly rose into the air, drawing a graceful arc like a diving man in the air full of blood and earthy smell, and fell heavily on the soft ground. on the soil mixed with some snow.

After struggling painfully for a few times, he passed out.

"In this case, do you still want to fight me?" The "Alien Heartless Man" twisted his pale head to face Wright, revealing his sharp fangs stained with blood.

"Who are you? You're not just a mutated type of careless person, right? But the lost usually retain the appearance of humans and will not easily turn themselves into monsters. A certain lost person I have dealt with can consider himself He is an elegant human being." Wright said, trying his best to suppress the fear caused by the inequality of power.

"Indeed. I am a lost person who evolved from an unintentional person. Of course, I experienced an opportunity, an opportunity to meet a god. I got a mechanical product from the god who sang a song of confusion. Of course, I not only regained After obtaining the wisdom sequence core, I also obtained the inspiration sequence core under the catalysis of the magic source potion No. 10. You are the member of the guard team called Wright by the Tein sect. Let me meet you. My name is Kayas, the Church of Hope. ''s [Shapeshifter], a mid-level professional developed from the stance-type Lost One. I can change into an appearance suitable for combat based on needs and experience."

As he spoke, Kayas's upper body changed from a bloated maggot-like state, like a deflated white ball, to a gray-white style similar to his lower body, with a lean muscle state.

But those black eyeballs that kept blinking did not disappear. Instead, they appeared even larger and more terrifying under the pale skin.

"I...I am Wright. Are you related to the Tenyin sect? I have heard that Natasha is also a member of the Tenyin sect, that crazy woman who wanted to kill me." Wright roared, his eyes filled with With a little anger, he stared at Kayas who had injured Brett and evolved from a careless man to a lost one.

He raised the "Wild Bear" pistol engraved with a double-headed eagle pattern and pointed it at Kayas's head, and slowly retreated towards the place where Brett fell.

"Wright, do you know?" Kayas followed Wright's footsteps, moving forward slowly at the same frequency, and said:
  "Although our excellent [Goddess of Love] Natasha was executed by the inhumane Socratic Committee, we have not completely given up guiding you. Your ritual is Yato who has been injured by you and the careerist named George. We worked together to complete it. You are the key to us uncovering the secrets of the gods in the Silent Highlands. Are you so resistant to magic and the extraordinary world?" Kayas advised "sincerely".

"Secret? Magic and extraordinary?" Wright said in shock, his black eyes looking at Kayas with some ownerlessness.

Several dreams and scenes seen in the "Grey Dream" flashed before Wright's eyes, and the information he obtained while talking to the "Mechanical Spirit" came to mind again.

"Yes, secret. I only saw that god when I became a confused and unintentional person, but in the end I forgot everything about my encounter with him. The prophecy of the Decider of Order 51 once guided us, including the Tenin sect and our 'hope' Everyone, including the Church, is trying their best to interpret the diary left by the Chooser. And you, the [Order] recognized by the Order Card, are indeed an important part. We have no patience now!" Kayas said directly , there was some expression on the pale face.

"What does your patience have to do with me? If I am the god of Silent Highlands, I have my own, or at least human, way of pursuit. In any case, the Heartless and the Lost are the enemies of our Zine Empire. Cooperating with the enemy is tantamount to treason. , you don’t know, right?" Wright half-rejected.

"Traitor?" Kayas sneered twice, stopped on the soft ground intertwined with soil and a few weeds, and said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth: "The traitors among humans have reached an agreement with our traitors. The gods of the Silent Highlands In their eyes, they are no longer a great being who guides confused and extraordinary people, but have become a tool for them to satisfy their selfish desires. You should have heard that our traitor has been in contact with a senior member of the Socratic Council, trying to Build a paradise for human nobles."

"Paradise?" Wright had doubts in his heart. Although it was speculated that the traitors of the Human Federation's Zine Empire had contact with the Lost Ones, or even reached an agreement, the familiar yet unfamiliar word "Paradise" made him feel embarrassed. It's like a piece of ice has been attached to it.

"The Blood Night Ritual cannot belong to humans alone. Purifying the city is just a cover. Sucra's top brass tried to use it to activate the mixed power generated by the Goddess of Light, the Lord of the Night, the Unintentional Burning Liquid and the Lost One, and destroy Sucra. The city is placed in a state of complete isolation from the polluted world. This leads everyone to abandon their bodies, fall into 'Raleye's Dream', and place their spirits in their own paradise. To put it simply, it is a collective dream." Kaya Si explained seriously.

paradise? "Raleye's Dream"? It seems that similar topics were recorded in the prophetic literature handed down from the Second Age, "The Ancient World of All Things."

But the paradise and dream described by Kayas seem to be more inclined to a kind of total AR, which is similar to giving up the body and uploading all the spirit to a general network, allowing all humans to live in an eternal fantasy.

"I understand, Kayas." Wright responded in a deep voice.

After all, I came from the last world of the information age, so this simple fantasy idea is not puzzling.

"But, Kayas, what is your purpose? Are you just here to test my fighting ability? Do you want to duel with me? Or do you want to kidnap me to work for you according to the prophecy of some chooser?" Wright asked guessing.

Although his hands were still slightly trembling, he was always holding the "Wild Bear" pistol steadily, aiming it firmly at Kayas's brain, and moving back at a slow pace.

"It's not kidnapping, but asking you to come over. We have heard about the magic power in your body. It is a special product that transcends the five basic attributes and the three upper attributes. Moreover, your power exudes the old Cruze The breath of the German Empire." Kayas twisted his slightly stiff neck and said.

"Let's put it bluntly, the aura of Old Crusted is related to the god of Silent Highlands, the daughter of Tool Yuan, right? You want to use my red magic source power to reveal more secrets to you." Wright said He heard what Kayas was thinking.

"That's right. And in this way, you don't have to go to Chekavsk. Instead, you can go to the castle built by our 'Hope Church' near the Silent Heights as a distinguished guest and collaborator. And our leader hopes that the Pope will make a promise to you. If God When the secret is revealed, your status will not be lower than that of my middle-class reader, and may reach the top-class status of a purple cardinal. And you have money, a lot of money." Kayas's language is full of the evil camp's status. Allure.

"Money? How much...?" Wright asked subconsciously.

"A month's salary is 30 new ducats, which is equivalent to 1050 new ducats when converted into Singapore dollars. This is ten times what you are paying for special tasks now. You know, lite, new coins and new ducats are the hard currencies of the Western Continent , even the Putoa Federation will recognize it." Kayas lowered his head slightly and stared at Wright with crimson eyes.

"It is indeed very tempting, and it can reveal the secret of the daughter of Tool Yuan faster." Wright nodded, put down the "Crazy Bear" pistol and said:

"How can I trust you?"

"Well... Natasha once charged you 50 Singapore dollars as a divination fee, right? In fact, she has always felt guilty about what happened that day. Until a few days before her death, when she fell into madness because of the language of the chooser, She still wants to apologize to you face to face." Kayas's tone extended a feeling called sympathy.

"Natasha." Wright's heart was suddenly touched, and his eyes dimmed slightly.

"She really wants to apologize to you, but the 50 Singapore dollars has already been given to Say, the child who was abandoned by the orphanage because of the Urban Happiness Act. She really wants to return the debt to you in person, because answering questions and divination You don't need so much money." Kayas's voice was filled with sobs.

"No need. Since the 50 Singapore dollars is for the child, forget it." Wright sighed and said:

"There's nothing wrong with the details you mentioned. She invited me to enter that iron gate last time, but I refused. Is this the second invitation? It's also an 'iron gate'?"

"That's right." Kayas nodded and explained with some sadness:
  "But behind the iron gate you mentioned is not only the temporary foothold of us lost people in Sogra, it may also be a place to adopt those wandering orphans. It's a pity, as she was recognized by the sequence card, Natasha's Her heart is full of 'love' and hope. She hopes that both the lost and human children can grow up safely. She is a loving person, but she was just caught up in a conspiracy."

"Conspiracy? Yes, conspiracy." Wright smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but think of his own time travel and the ceremony to activate the red magic source power, and sighed inwardly.

"After she was executed by the Socratic Committee, her body was not even buried. Her body and eyes that could not be closed just stared blankly at the dim sunset and the indifferent humans coming and going, and were annihilated in a ball of flames when night fell. Among them." Kayas said with a little anger, gritting his teeth.

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