Who hid my body?

"Hmm?" The young man seemed to have suddenly woken up. "What?"

"He said he seemed to be being targeted, so he went to District 5." The old man said, "What do you think was targeting him?"

In the old man's impression, the young man is the kind of person who can deal with anything calmly, giving people the feeling that nothing will be beyond his control.

But this time, a hint of hesitation flashed across the young man's face.

"Honestly, I don't know."

The old man's expression immediately turned into surprise.

"What a coincidence, everything is just a coincidence." The young man frowned slightly, and he said softly, "I didn't feel anything before, but now I think... it's just a coincidence. The final moment is coming, and Xiaoxing, who was supposed to die in the Rhine, came back intact, and unlocked the heart lock that had not been unlocked for ten years. He started to act in such a short time and found the entry point accurately. And today, Ocot was targeted by someone again. It's just a coincidence, it's just a coincidence."

The old man felt uneasy from the young man's words: "What do you mean?"

The young man was silent for a while, then said, "I feel like there's a reason for this change, but I can't find it based on just this. I need to take another look... But I have a feeling that Okot won't be coming back, and the one chasing him is most likely Gerard."

The old man's eyes widened little by little: "How could this be? Let's not talk about how Jellal can find Orcot. Even if he really finds him, he shouldn't be Orcot's opponent, right? Orcot has undergone a new life transformation, and Jellal... Even if his 'heart lock' is unlocked, the 'body lock' is still there."

"I just said that I had this premonition." The young man said softly, "But unfortunately, my premonitions often come true. Moreover, if I rely on the 'body lock' to completely restrict the former Xiaoxing..."

The young man didn't finish his words, but the old man already understood what he meant. However, he didn't know how to respond.

After a long time, when the sun in the distance finally disappeared in Tianqin's iron body and darkness spread to the sky like ink, the old man heard the young man say.

"Prepare for the worst and...get rid of Okot. Now is not the time for a showdown."

The old man's body trembled slightly, but he didn't dare to say anything more. He just promised and left quickly, leaving the young man alone to look at Tianqin after nightfall.

……

What happened?! What happened?! What happened?!

In the narrow compartment, Okot kept driving his mechanical arms to attack Gerald. These mechanical arms of his were specially made, and their attack speed was faster than that of the most agile and deadly venomous snake when hunting.

In such a space, an old thing that should have been eliminated by the times should not be able to make any effective dodge.

Of course, Jellal did not dodge. He rushed straight towards Okoto and swung the metal bar in his hand into a circle. This metal bar, which was not supposed to be a weapon, was like a sword drawn from its sheath in Jellal's hand, cutting off one "poisonous snake" after another that was biting towards him. The moment the metal collided with the metal, an ear-piercing and sharp buzzing sound was emitted, and golden sparks burst out.

Surrounded by these Mars, Jellal was moving forward unstoppably. Under this extremely oppressive attack, he was unharmed.

Damn it, damn it, damn it!

Ocott was not a combat specialist, nor had he joined any of Lyra's troops, but until just now he had never taken Jellal seriously because he had undergone transformation, the most top-secret, latest type of transformation.

Each of his eight robotic arms is stronger than any prosthetic limb on the market, and the technological content contained in them is beyond the reach of even the "devil" troops fighting against pollution.

So how can an old guy who lived ten years ago compete with him?

People are like machines. The newer and more advanced ones will naturally replace the older and less up-to-date ones.

But why can this guy...

"clang!"

Gerard had already rushed in front of Okoto, raised high the metal bar that was full of gaps but not yet broken, and then swung it down at Okoto's other arm.

Ocot immediately drove his two mechanical arms back to defend. At the same time, sounds were heard from Jellal's metal body. Chains spread out from the deepest part of the metal body, trying to lock up Jellal who was in a violent state.

This is the oldest and most severe of all Tianqin's metal products - the "body lock".

At first, this "body lock" was only used for troops stationed in the contaminated area to prevent the troops in the contaminated area from using these powerful weapons to harm Tianqin after losing control. Gradually, this lock was extended to all Tianqin people, and everyone had such a lock in their metal prosthesis. This lock was also the most important guarantee for maintaining Tianqin's safety.

And now it has become Ocot's greatest hope.

Jellal's "body lock" was triggered. Even though the degree of his body transformation was far lower than that of Lyra's new generation of troops, the "body lock" could still limit more than 70% of Jellal's power.

Thus……

"clang!"

The two mechanical arms that Orcot used to block Gerald's attack were cut off again, but the slashing action did not stop. The metal bar full of gaps still cut into Orcot's right shoulder at this moment, and it did not stop until the bar was completely immersed.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Ocot wailed again.

The remaining mechanical arms immediately attacked Jellal. Realizing that this attack would not achieve greater results, Jellal did not want to fight anymore and quickly retreated, retreating to a safe position in an instant.

Then he lowered his head and saw that the "locks" on every metal part on his thighs, chest, and shoulders had been deployed. Now his every movement was greatly restricted.

The ancient rules of Lyra still protect Ocot.

but……

Gerard looked at Ocot who was wailing madly not far away, and silently wiped the blood off the metal bar.

It can't be saved.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 83 Fourteen Overload (Two in One)

Damn it, damn it, damn it!

What the hell is going on with this guy?!

His left hand is gone, and the wound on his right hand is so deep that it may fall off at any time. He can only use one of the mechanical arms to press it, but the more he presses, the more painful it becomes, and it will also weaken his combat power at the moment. If he doesn't press it... is he going to tear his arm off himself?

Ocott simply didn't have the courage, so he could only vent all his resentment and anger on Gerard.

But this was of no use. Although he was locked by the "body lock", this guy seemed to be unaffected and attacked Okot once again.

This time, Gerard aimed at Okot's legs.

In less than ten seconds, Ocot's leg had a noticeable wound, and one more blow would split it in two.

It was obvious that Gerard did not intend to take Ocot's life directly, otherwise he could have pointed the sword at Ocot's neck. A wound like that would only require one cut on the neck, and Ocot would not have survived.

Ocot knew that Jellal wanted to capture him alive. If they handed him over to the Skeleton Army, their preparations over the years would most likely fail. This was something Ocot absolutely did not want to see, but he had no way to deal with it now. His hysterical attack on Jellal looked like a child throwing mud at an adult, which was useless except for distraction.

After a brief adjustment, Gerard bent down again and prepared to start a new attack.

...This can't go on any longer!

Ocot's eyes widened little by little.

He must not die here, and must not... affect the final plan!

When Gerard charged at Ocot again, he saw that Ocot's body began to tremble violently, and the eight mechanical arms behind him suddenly began to dance wildly and irregularly.

This made Gerard realize something, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, but his hands did not slow down. He swung the metal bar in a semicircle again. The light golden arc looked like the sun, and he was aiming at Okot's neck.

But it was still a step slower.

A crisp sound.

The wildly flying mechanical arm slashed down like a blade, finally cutting the metal bar, which had already reached its limit, into two pieces.

The rest of the mechanical arms immediately attacked Jellal.

Having lost his weapon, Jellal had no choice but to retreat.

However, when he retreated to a safe distance, he already had six or seven wounds on his body.

Jellal narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was sure that it wasn't him who was slowing down.

The only possibility is that... the other party is getting faster.

Gerard raised his head and looked at the other end of the carriage.

The eight mechanical arms were completely different from before. They became more alive and more like a whole. If they were just dead objects controlled by Orcott before, just weapons, no different in essence from the metal bars in Gerard's hands, then now, these weapons have come alive.

Of course Gerald knew what it was.

[Divine Art: Overload].

This is the power of the Lyran gods.

It is possible to operate a metal body or prosthesis in an overloaded state for a short period of time, achieving higher efficiency and greater destructive power, but the price to be paid is the user's mental strength and the life of the machine.

As for overload, Gerard was naturally one of the people who knew the most. After all, more than ten years ago, he and his Xiaoxing had used overload countless times to fight against pollutants that were more powerful than them.

However, the fact that Ocott was now able to use overload was beyond Gerard's understanding.

"Originally, I wanted to wait until I cut off your limbs before asking you." Gerard slowly raised the half-remaining metal bar towards Orcot, "Tianqin originally prohibited adding new prosthetic limbs to the original ones because the current human brain cannot control limbs that do not belong to it. But not only did you add one, you added eight. Theoretically, you either cannot drive these eight mechanical arms, or you will go crazy the moment you drive them. So how did you solve this problem..."

Gerard stopped talking in the middle of his sentence.

Because at this moment Ocot's face has been distorted beyond what a normal human can do. His mouth has been stretched into an arc that looks very strange, as if he wants to tear his face apart, and saliva keeps flowing out of his mouth.

"It seems that you haven't solved this problem."

Ocott's expression was ferocious, but his consciousness was still clear. He "roared" at Gerard vaguely: "What do you think we have paid for the new era?!"

"Morality, compassion, rules." Gerald said, "I don't know what you have paid, I only know what you have contributed. If your current appearance is the new era you are pursuing, then such an era should not come."

"I don't have time to waste on you, Gerard! A new era will finally come! But you won't have the chance to witness it!"

After saying this, Ocot took the initiative to attack Gerard.

...No, it would be more accurate to say that it was the eight mechanical arms that were carrying Orcott and attacking Jellal rather than saying that it was Orcott who was attacking Jellal actively.

It was like a mad spider, its legs which were much sharper than ordinary metal crushed anything that stood in its way into pieces. These mechanical arms replaced Ocot's legs, and as it crawled, it made the already messy floor even more riddled with holes.

And Ocot's body was thrown into the air like a pendant.

At this moment, Gerard finally felt the crisis.

He tried his best to dodge and use the half of the metal bar in his hand to block the attacks of the mechanical arms, but he was not as easy as before.

Under the state of [Divine Art Overload], these mechanical arms possessed faster speeds and greater destructive power than before. Originally, Jellal could use the various seats and railings in the narrow space of the carriage to dodge, but now, the mechanical arms were strong enough to cut anything that stood in their way into two pieces. This narrow space instantly became Jellal's shackles.

Of course the more important reason is...the locks on Jellal are still not unlocked.

The thin chains spreading up from the depths still restricted Gerard's every movement and every attack.

Previously, he could still kill Ocot under restricted circumstances, but now, he was like a bug trapped in a spider web, watching the terrifying spider crawling towards him.

"boom"!

The metal bar in his hand was cut off again and was completely unusable. Gerard had no choice but to take out the dagger he carried with him, but he also knew that this dagger could only allow him to live for one or two more minutes at most and would not have any effect.

Finally, when Jellal was cornered by Orcott, he heard the long-silent voice in his mind.

"It seems that you need a new deal."

boom!

This carriage was completely destroyed. Gerard retreated to the carriage in front of him, and asked himself, "Have you been waiting for this opportunity?"

"Rather than saying I've been waiting, I'd rather say I have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering business opportunities." Bai Wei said with a smile, "How about it, do you want to trade?"

There was another loud bang, and the eight mechanical arms completely tore open the doors between the carriages, and then chased after Gerard like a wild beast. Ocot on it was covered in blood during the violent movement, but it didn't care.

This method of attack reminded Gerard of something, but he was not sure.

Gerard said in a deep voice: "Then tell me the content of your deal, and I will see if it is reasonable or not."

"Tsk, it's already this time, you're going to die soon, and it depends on whether it's reasonable or not." Bai Wei said with interest, "Aren't you afraid that I will stand by and watch you die?"

Jellal blocked a thrust with his dagger, sparks flew, and the huge force almost made his dagger fly out of his hand.

But even so, he did not panic at all, but said calmly: "Even if it means death, there are some things that you absolutely cannot do."

"Haha, that does sound like something you would say." Bai Wei said calmly, "But don't worry, I won't let you pay for such a small problem."

A roar of unknown meaning.

The fully extended mechanical arm cut the entire carriage in half, as if it was a monster wantonly demonstrating its own force and power.

Is this just a little trouble?

"There are two trading plans. You can choose one." Bai Wei said slowly. "One is to let me take over your body and fight for you. The good thing about this deal is that you don't have to pay too much, but the bad thing is that I'm not sure whether the 'lock' on your body will be unlocked after I take over your body. So the outcome of the fight is uncertain. At most, the chance of winning is only 70%."

...Can we still have a 70% winning rate without unlocking the lock?

Jellal didn't know whether he should believe it or not, but he still rejected this plan, because letting a being far more terrifying than the guy in front of him control his body was not a wise decision no matter how he thought about it.

He turned slightly to the side and avoided another attack from the mechanical arm.

The sharp mechanical arm scraped across the steel plate on his chest, creating a series of sparks. These sparks splashed onto his beard, making him smell a faint burnt smell.

"What's the other plan?"