Mysterious as the Wind, Always With Me

That's a puppet!

Unlike Minnie, this is an all-metal, silver-colored thing that looks like a robot.

This thing that is as tall as a person is extremely ridiculous in the eyes of many people: its hands and feet are like a big lotus root, and its head is like a football.

This doll didn't come with any instructions, just like a discarded piece of trash, thrown in the gift list.

Mark caught it with a glance.

Just because it has a rectangular card slot on the back, which exactly matches the shape of the Blood Moon card in his hand...

Any conservative believer would not understand what this means.

Only those who know enough about robots will know what a precious gift the Mechanicus has left here.

The ridiculous thing is that, generally speaking, believers of Mechanicus can never win in this opera house of the gods.

For mechanical believers, classical opera has nothing to do with machinery.

But in this session, Mark is an alternative.

Mark said without hesitation, "That's it."

The master of ceremonies froze for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I will follow your will."

Almost the moment the robot was chosen, the master craftsman in the Mechanic Cult received the notification.

Sitting on a strange throne made of metal parts, this master craftsman with four extra mechanical arms on his shoulders and waist, a metal mask embedded in half of his face, and a mechanical body in his left eye suddenly smiled. .

He turned to the attendant beside him and said, "Didn't you just ask why I voted for that new opera?"

"yes."

"Because I found that in the toy store that the believer in the night recalled, every mechanical doll was perfectly restored."

"Ah!" The attendant looked shocked.

"That's actually a shop opened by our secret believers. Except for our own people, only those who are very proficient in mechanical knowledge can further process the vague memory of others. It's not that even the gears and the drive shafts are indistinguishable." Something that can be understood by a clear magic stick." The master craftsman smiled heartily: "I really read it right, the thread of fate connects that kid with our Mechanicus."

Here, Mark really doesn't know that choosing a robot by himself can cause trouble.

After choosing the gift, Mark was satisfied.

The master of ceremonies bowed: "Excuse me, are the three of you leaving the blood moon world?"

Mark suddenly asked: "Li... No, wait, what happened to the five people who just fell into the lower level?"

The master of ceremonies had a strange expression on his face: "They are still fighting."

"May I take a look at it?"

"Of course, this is the winner's right!" The master of ceremonies raised his hand, and the ordinary auditorium facing the stage suddenly turned into a phantom and disappeared without a trace. What was displayed in front of him was the huge ruins below.

With a thought in Mark's mind, the scene below quickly zoomed in, allowing him to see clearly what happened three hundred meters below.

A huge humanoid sewing monster is wreaking havoc.

In the middle of the ruins, the reincarnation girl was caught, but the war beast was obviously playing with this tiny prey, taking great pleasure from the woman's despair and panic.

it left her in a pool of blood

It's a pity that every time she climbed one or two meters, the disgusting beast would use its claws to stab her white back and drag her back.

The woman screamed and struggled, and only the grin of the demon war beast echoed in her ears.

And in front of her, her companion - the reincarnation man had already been cut in half, his upper body was stuck on a ruin spike thick as a bowl, staring at her with unrepentant eyes.

This is no longer a battle, it's like a brutal feast for this monster

The lion-headed human-shaped war beast came to her, seemed to have lost interest, bit it down, and then shook its huge head. The woman's lifeless body was like a broken doll. The mouth kept swaying.

It was at this time that it set its sights on the last two targets.

Mark originally thought that in this state, the remaining two people would put aside their previous suspicions and join forces to make a last-ditch effort. Unexpectedly, the blood-stained man in white, who was no longer unrestrained, pushed the vigorous woman in samurai uniform with a broken right leg to the front of the war beast with a mysterious force.

"Eat her! Eat her first!" The man in white abandoned his possible comrades-in-arms, exhausted his last strength, and became a bereaved dog.

Whether the ruins are big or not, he just moved back the time of his own death by doing so.

...

"Do you know this guy's name?" Mark had an undisguised disgust on his face.

The master of ceremonies sold the product expressionlessly: "His name is Ramsis Ramsey!"

Mark remembered the name, and instead of looking at the man in white, turned his gaze away: "What if I want to save that woman?"

"You can use one of your cards to attack that war beast without any loss. The rules of [Blood Moon Baptism] allow you to do so." The master of ceremonies added with a smile: "[Mercy] is also a winner s right!"

"That's it." Mark took out his [Miscellaneous Demon General] and threw it down.

At this moment, he seemed to be standing on a cloud, deciding the life and death of the mortals below.

At this moment, he suddenly had the illusion of being superior.

Perhaps, this is the feeling of becoming a god.

It's kind of... wonderful.

Below, the three-story-high abyssal Beast suddenly raised its head, shaking its ears, and showing a look of horror in its cruel and bloodthirsty eyes.

Right in front of it, the female warrior with a broken leg was already in despair.

Suddenly, a crimson demon roared from the sky directly above.

The female samurai didn't know what happened. She found out sadly that she couldn't even beat a demon war beast, so what would she do if there was another one?

However, she immediately discovered that the scarlet demon broke away from the strong wind and plummeted down, and its target was the beast in front of her.

"boom!"

"Aw--"

The samurai was stunned.

She never expected that the abyssal creature in front of her, which had tortured the five of them for so long and made them cry in despair until their hearts collapsed, would explode on the spot with a scream.

Countless filthy flesh and blood mixed with the unique sulfur stench of abyssal creatures exploded together, setting off a real bloodbath within a radius of tens of meters.

The female warrior instinctively used her hands to protect herself. When she came back to her senses, the demon in front of her was one size smaller, but her spiritual power was more than twice as strong. It stood in the pool of blood and moved towards her. shouted:

"In the name of my lord [Carabiner Cthulhu], I grant you salvation! Be grateful! Incompetent humans——"

As soon as the demon general finished shouting, the master of ceremonies bowed to Mark: "Reporting the name of the winner is also a pity for the loser."

mark:"……"

At this moment, those who were rescued and those who rescued were silent.

Those who were rescued immediately realized that the newspaper man had successfully completed the blood moon baptism, so he gave them a hand by the way.

Compared with the female warrior's pious thanks, Ramses's reaction was even more distorted: he stared at the sky with his bloodshot eyeballs protruding, trying to find out from the misty blood color the one that he hated. figure came.

At any other time, perhaps Ramses would have screamed and uttered harsh words.

This second he dare not.

No one can guarantee that the later demon general will not kill him as well.

Mark, who saved the life, fell into silence because he suddenly remembered a sentence: Please name your id at least like a person, otherwise it will be easy to play.