Chapter 116 [Necromancer Psionics] (Please subscribe! Please read!) The arrival of these five mechanical puppets immediately changed the atmosphere in the bar. The previously noisy crowd instantly fell silent, looking at them with frightened eyes and not daring to make even a single noise. Only Jack took the initiative to walk up to the puppet and asked respectfully. “Your Excellency, Secretariat, I remember that I was supposed to send someone to serve a few days ago. Why are you here again today?” The leader of the mechanical puppet said hoarsely: "Death service... is not qualified." “The prince…needs…live labor.” It has a strange intonation and is very slow. Compared to mechanical puppets like Jack, who are not much different from living people, they are more like dull machines controlled by programs. Just hearing the word "live labor", the blue light in Jack's eyes dimmed instantly, and his voice became a little difficult.
The four fallen mechanical puppets clung to his body in disorder, as if attracted by some kind of attraction, and quickly merged into one. “Are you going to go against the will of the great king?” “My power comes from the Lord of Rust!” Shaan’s face was expressionless: “Really?” The **** sword slashed down, and the violent wind even made people at a close distance unsteady. "no." Like a mechanically stitched monster! “Dad, don’t…” Seeing that the sound of steam rushing inside Jack's body gradually subsided, they were slightly relieved, but they felt a little sad in their hearts. “Or… let me choose?” On the other side, Jack waved his rusty iron fist and struck straight into the clerk's back! The affairs officer nodded with satisfaction and was about to wave his hand and take Anna away. She knew very well what would happen if she became an enemy of the [Rust Lord]. With a tooth-piercing friction sound, the sword cut through the metal and gears inside the steward's body, cutting a straight wound through his body from the back of his heart to his neck. The affairs officer's eyes flashed red, and he punched Jack away from him. The clerk let out a roar like a beast, turned his head abruptly, stared at Xia En, and said wildly. It can be the next moment! A **** giant sword has penetrated its back! The big sword seemed to be made of blood, and the dark lines on it were constantly squirming and roaring, exuding malice to choose and devour people.
– Its eyes swept across the people in the bar, and every puppet it saw couldn't help but lower its head, and its body trembled slightly with fear. “Outsiders...kill!” He actually killed them instantly! Dang! The shock wave visible to the naked eye spread, causing the clerk to take several steps back. “Outsiders...you can’t kill me!” “Can you please be accommodating for a few days so that I can choose a candidate for active labor...” The blue light in Jack's eyes began to flicker on and off, and the roar of the steam core in his body was faintly visible. The four mechanical puppets gathered together, their bodies split into two from the waist. Finally, the steward looked at a petite puppet painted in pink. A dark figure holding a big sword appeared like a ghost. The affairs officer replied decisively: "Today...at this time." But at the same time, the four puppets around the steward looked at him, and a dangerous red light lit up under their helmets. “Young souls…are well suited to become the fuel for the [Snake of Midgard].” Not just her and her dad, but everyone in the bar will not be spared! Instead of doing this, it is better to sacrifice her alone... Soon, the sludge on its body gradually squirmed. There was a hint of pleading in Anna's eyes. Boom! Two blasts of air sounded almost at the same time. “Those who disobey orders...kill!” He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, tensed his muscles, and suddenly raised the entire sword upwards. “Anna…” The eyes of everyone in the bar also fell on Jack, waiting for him to make the final decision. This time it’s Anna, next time, who will it be? "a wise decision." Those sludge-like substances tried their best to stop the movement of the blood sword, but they seemed extremely weak in front of Xia En's terrifying power.
When the sword is close to the head. A flash of panic finally flashed through the red light in the affairs officer's eyes. But it still roared: "You will pay for your actions! The Rust King will punish you!" Before he finished speaking, some of the sticky sludge on his body surged into Xia En's body. This seems to be some kind of mark, or a curse! only… The moment the mud touched Xia En's body, he shrank back faster! The outermost layer of sludge even ignited a layer of black flames, which quickly spread throughout the steward's body. At this moment, the affairs officer felt a fear that was stronger than ever— It feels that the connection between itself and the Rusty Lord is constantly weakening! As the sludge burns, the strength and activity given by the Maharaja melt as quickly as ice and snow! At this time, a voice trembling with fear finally came out from under the metal shell of the affairs officer: "You... you are not an ordinary outsider..." "You're not even human...what the hell..." Unfortunately, its question cannot be answered after all. Because before that, this mingled metal puppet suddenly disintegrated and turned into a piece of soundless scrap metal. Everyone in the bar stared at this scene blankly, speechless for a moment. That terrible affairs officer actually died in the hands of this outsider? at the same time. 【The presence of "Secret Sea Crystal" (special) in the corpse has been detected. Should it be absorbed? 】 "Special?" Xia En's eyes lit up. According to his experience, [Secret Sea Crystal] with this suffix can bring quite a surprise. 【Ship Soul Level: LV3 (18%)! 】 【Unlock talent: Necromantic Psionics】 【Quality: inferior】 【Description: The dead corpses contain profound energy. 】 【Those who master this psionic energy can awaken corpses, communicate with the dead, or open the profound door to death. 】 【The skeletons of dead mechanical creatures are probably also controlled by this power, right? 】 【Corpse, talking...】
"Um?" Xia En frowned and suddenly realized that something was wrong. He was killing a mechanical puppet, not an undead creature, so how could he develop such a talent? But after seeing the penultimate sentence of the description, Xia En suddenly woke up. This affairs officer under [Lord of Rust] is actually a necromantic machine? ! No, it’s not just one. The same is true for other mechanical puppets. No wonder Xia En couldn't feel any power of the steam core from them. That weird black mud may also be a manifestation of the necromantic energy. So, is the essence of this [Rust Lord]... a necromancer? Xia En was startled by his guess, but after thinking about it, it seemed that there was a slight possibility. If [The Lord of Rust] can transform mechanical skeletons into undead creatures, then the discarded steel in this city will undoubtedly be an inexhaustible material! But guesses are just guesses after all, and nothing is conclusive until it is confirmed. … … at this time. Jack in the crowd was the first to react and said in surprise. “Brother, your skills are really extraordinary.” Xia En suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart and smiled lightly: "Boss Jack, as long as you don't mind my meddling." "how come?" Jack said frankly: "I had planned to fight with them, but I couldn't allow them to take away my most beloved Anna." "But...if you hadn't taken action, brother, I'm afraid it would have been much worse." Xia En couldn't help but asked out of curiosity: "Do I still need to serve in this [rusty waste city] to live?" “What does live labor and death labor mean?” Jack sighed: "Brother, come with me. When you see this, you will understand." Soon, Old Jack took Shane to a small room on the side of the bar. —— As soon as he walked into the room, a smell of white turbid steam with a strange smell hit his face. After seeing the scene in the room clearly, even Xia En couldn't help but hold his breath.
In this small room, one after another highly rusted mechanical puppets are displayed like corpses. Pipes extend from them and are connected to the thick pipes on the walls. Murky steam is produced from the steam core in the puppets' bodies and injected into the pipes to become usable energy. "…This is?" Jack said quietly: "In fact, before the great flood came, the city lord had hesitated whether to embark on this irreversible path." “One of the important difficulties is that traditional steam engines, no matter how developed they are, still need combustion to operate.” “But under this sea water, how can there be so much oxygen for burning?” “However, the [Heart of Steam] invented by that genius made everything turn around.” “This extraordinary steam creation has achieved a transformation at a more microscopic level. Just by inputting materials, the heart of the machine can continuously produce abundant steam.” “What an epoch-making and incredible invention this is!” “It’s natural that it will become popular throughout the city and become the indispensable core of various steam installations.” "only…" Jack paused and let out a heavy sigh: "That genius had good intentions, but he neglected one thing." “After being transformed into machines, humans with [Steam Heart] themselves have become a tool, a resource, and a... consumable.” “The so-called ‘service’ is nothing more than using us as tools to create steam for the [Rust Lord]!” Jack looked at the people lying in the room again. “Dead warriors, just like these people, their consciousness has entered a dormant state and cannot perceive external objects. Only the [Steam Heart] still maintains weak vitality.” “As for forced labor, people are imprisoned in place, watching helplessly as their steam is produced and squeezed out.” “Beyond that, nothing can be done.” “Day after day, year after year, until...the day it breaks.” After hearing these words, Xia En's hair stood on end. Compared to the vampires' direct blood-drinking and massacre, this kind of alienation of people actually reveals a stronger sense of terror. “Then they…” “Everyone here voluntarily goes into hibernation.” Jack looked at those familiar faces and said sadly: "For them, there is no point in continuing to live. The long life is a kind of torture." “So I chose this way of self-liberation.” “If it weren’t for Anna, maybe... I would have become one of them.” The two of them fell silent in unison.
After a moment, Jack seemed to have thought about it for a long time and said, "Actually, I have another unwelcome request." “I want to ask you... to rescue someone on the [Snake of the Atrium].” (End of this chapter)