Mysterious as the Wind, Always With Me

What caught Mark's eyes were two upward staircases with arms wrapped around them, and a giant mecha on the booth in the middle of the stairs.

It doesn't have a height of more than 16 meters like Gundam, but the four-meter-high humanoid mecha made of all metal still gives Mark a sense of trance through time and space.

The mecha is based on white, with shiny gold-like brass pieces as embellishments.

The overall shape is humanoid, but the legs have an anti-foot design. Looking up all the way, it is surprising to find that the entire metal belt is full of oversized shotguns that are as thick as two human fingers.

No, that shouldn't be called a bullet. According to Mark's concept, this terrible 'bullet' with a caliber exceeding 60mm should be called a shell.

Further up, there is a typical knight's armor-shaped raised breastplate, except for a slanted purple ribbon, nothing special. The silver double disc shoulder armor, which looks like stacked flying wings, is also for decoration.

The biggest strangeness lies in the equipment of the mecha——

On the left arm is a kite-shaped shield made of all metal, while on the right arm is an oversized double-barreled shotgun, and behind the right shoulder, on an obvious hanger, is an oversized warhammer stuck.

There is no doubt that if this thing can be driven, it must be a big killer beyond the times.

The only problem is, the thing probably won't open.

Mark saw a thick layer of dust on the armor.

There was no time for Mark to appreciate it slowly.

Just as he was looking around, two mecha cabins that looked like erected coffins suddenly opened on the pillars at the corners on both sides.

Two rather slender 'robots' were revealed.

It is said that robots are more like lifting, and their structure cannot be said to be very simple. They have the shape of a human being, but each joint is equipped with a joint composed of multiple gears, and then the force is transmitted through a structure called a bone that is actually a lever. Let them walk like humans in a subtle state.

If it is equipped with a series of cameras and a high-tech automatic control system, this is definitely an epoch-making great invention.

It's a pity that the core that can be seen through at a glance makes Mark quite unappetizing.

In a glass-like round jar with a diameter of about 30 centimeters on the chest of the robot, there is something similar to a human brain soaked in an unknown liquid.

It has obvious brain grooves and two big eyes that keep looking around.

If there were not more than ten squid-like things on the edge of the brain, the small wrench and turntable on the edge can be used to control the entire robot, which is definitely a high-tech thing.

At this moment, Mark only felt disgusted.

Too much San value!

Mechanic God Cult can also be Mechanic Neuropathy Cult!

"I found the enemy! Attack!" Two ghostly robots rushed towards Mark.

The arm on the shoulder of each robot suddenly split into two, becoming a state with four mechanical arms. The end of each arm is not a mechanical hand, but a shiny blade that is at least a meter long.

When the eight knives of the two robots slashed at different angles together, the sound of the sharp wind and the powerful momentum were really scary.

This is not a rigid attack, this is a hunt calculated by that strange brain. The two robots rushed forward and cornered Mark in one fell swoop.

Normal people will most likely rush to attack their most obvious weakness - the brains on their chests.

If it had just been time travelling, Mark might have confessed.

Today is different!

Mark raised his left hand high during the time that seemed too short in the eyes of others.

No one noticed that a slender spiritual thread shot out from the palm of a puppet on the back of his hand, and nimbly stuck to the chandelier on the ceiling.

With a dexterous backflip, Mark ran five steps to the left along the wall with a movement beyond the imagination of the 'robot'. His speed was as fast as a meteor hammer thrown out in a circle. Before, he would never be able to make such dexterous movements. This is entirely due to the agility bonus given to him by the centipede lantern.

In the process of avoiding the attack, he did not do nothing.

A tougher spiritual thread that was not noticed by the robot had already been tied to the left knee of the robot on the right.

The various religious sects who were born as magic sticks might prefer to attack the flesh and blood of such robots. As a modern earth person who has traveled through time, he is more aware of how fragile their gear joints are.

This kind of gear design, which would be misplaced if the bite is not good, can't bear the pull of a big man with lateral pull!

The gears were dislocated, idling, and unable to exert force, and the fall of the robot on the right was a matter of an instant. Immediately, the robot, whose weight was not necessarily much higher than that of an adult, was pulled down violently by Mark. After losing his balance, he slammed into the knife light of the robot on the left.

The crisp sound of metal cracking came, and the two robots rolled into a ball without any decent reaction.

They would have had a chance to get up.

Mark didn't approach, but just controlled Miss Puppet's spirit thread, and deftly stuffed the metal parts that fell out one by one onto the gears of the robot's joints.

"Ka Ka La La!" The force transmitted by the levers of the robots themselves destroyed themselves.

After a few moments of effort, the aggressive robot just now became two 'robot sticks' with only thighs and upper arms left.

Until then, Mark tentatively fired a revolver at the 'glass bottle' containing the brain.

"Bang!" I don't know what material this thing is made of.

The holy light bullet blessed by the light force flew up on the spot.

Mark even found a half-collapsed metal bullet in the other corner...

"You guys! What's wrong with Thiago?" Mark tried to communicate with the two weird brains.

However, all he got was a mechanical response.

"Destroy the invaders!"

"wipe out!"

"Purification protocol initiated—"

Why does the 'brain' that seems to have the ability to identify friend and foe feel dumb?

At this moment, a bad feeling surged from the depths of the mansion, covering the entire hall in the blink of an eye.

Mark's [Mind Flayer Hat] felt tight.

Mark is no stranger to this feeling.

It's not like the inner world of the academy, which pulls the whole person closer to another world, but this disgusting feeling...

"It's [Xie Yi] that's right!"

Mark left the two 'robots' with abnormal brains, and subconsciously wanted to rush into the mansion, but after taking two steps, he saw two mechanism levers erected next to the booth.

Mark was shocked.

People with a normal mind would probably walk up the two stairs leading to the second floor.

The problem is that Mr. Thiago's mind is obviously different!

Will he walk down the aristocratic mahogany staircase step by step like a nobleman who pretends to be elegant, and then introduce his masterpiece to the guests?

No!

He will not!

Genius is always proud!

Although the trap just now was full of near-mortal dangers, the biggest difference between the Mechanicus and other [abnormalities] is that the operation of this mechanical trap is a deformation that completely conforms to the mechanical structure and follows the real physical logic.

Normally, it would take a long distance to go deep into the workshop from the gate.

"But is there a possibility that Thiago didn't bother to move at all, and he let the house move?"