I have a premonition that I won’t leave so easily.

She looked at the cube storage device on the left side of the operating table, her eyes filled with thick darkness.

241. “Acardo”

The Titan passed through the reservoir, but its azure blue protective shield was activated to maximum power the moment it left the water.

Two revolvers extended from the opened back armor, pointing at the man as tall as a hill who was blocking the way ahead.

Just talking about size, he is no less than Titan.

Klushel’s artificial heart twitched violently, and she recognized him. This was the man who had once been very famous in Kazdel.

Patriot. Bozocasti.

The last pure-blooded Wendigo, the shield of the infected, the most resolute legend in the modern war of Ursus…

No, he’s been dead for a long time.

The Blood Demon realized that perhaps this was the spell that Akado passed down to Rafiela.

Dead River.

Controlling the souls of the dead through blood, after the Blood Demon King conquered Terra, was hailed by the world as the Originium skill that best suits the crown of Kazdel.

The moment hostility is confirmed, the patriot disappears.

Even the sensitivity of Klushier’s military-grade prosthetic eye could not capture the trajectory of his movement.

It was not until the energy reserve of the Titan’s protective shield suddenly decreased by a large amount that Kalciel was shocked to see that Bodrocas’s left hand, which he had modified into a machine, smashed heavily on the protective shield. The terrifying impact force caused the water surface to explode with violent waves.

The preheated revolver roared, and blazing flames bloomed on the Wendigo’s body, tearing through its armor and burning the flesh inside.

But Wendigo seemed to feel nothing. He swung the big spear in his hand and hit the Titan hard, and the energy reserve of the protective shield was once again consumed.

[It was detected that the enemy was repairing its wounds quickly, and our attack did not cause any effective damage. ]

Undead monster?

Klushier tapped on the console, “Switch to the Flame Core.”

At the same time, the Patriot had shattered the Titan’s protective shield, and chopped off the two revolvers with his big spear.

The base of the Titan suddenly blasted out flames, evaporating the water below, and a white mist filled the air. Then, the thrusters turned with a click, releasing a long column of flames towards the Wendigo, while the Titan quickly retreated with Kuluciel.

Bang… The Wendigo was pushed back by the flames, and the power armor he was wearing showed signs of melting in many places.

Then, four missiles filled with high-energy stone bombs as their sub-bodies came whizzing in, disintegrated in mid-air, and covered the Patriot’s body.

The Sea Cat Titan descended from the sky, and an electromagnet was fired from its left arm, causing the Patriot to hold the shield for a moment. Then it switched its core to “Ronin”, and drew out a thermionic heavy sword to pierce Bozhukasti from top to bottom. For a moment, the fire surged, baking the ground outside the reservoir dry and hot. The carbonized flesh fell to the ground and shattered crisply.

Even the Dead River could not bring a Wendigo back to life after such trauma.

It was obvious that Klothir had won, and it was a quick victory.

But this was not a victory worthy of glory and pride. She used the most advanced technology in the entire city and even Terra, assisted by a large number of spells, and consumed nearly one-third of the energy to achieve this result.

The regenerative ability brought by the Dead River coupled with the power armor makes this pure-blooded Wendigo possess terrifying strength enough to terrify an entire army.

[The protective shield is destroyed. Titan’s remaining energy: 30%.]

[The “Spark” has been consumed, and the Flame Core cannot be activated. 】

[Titan’s remaining energy: 17%.]

[The electromagnetic launch module has been overloaded, Titan’s remaining energy: 16%. ]

[Currently using the Ronin Core. Weapon system completion rate: 40%. ]

Dead legend, just die honestly. There is no place for you in this era.

Koluchil operated the Titan to throw the Wendigo’s burnt body into the reservoir, then jumped off the platform, intending to go to the garbage disposal station not far away.

A few sentinels wearing power armor did not dare to reveal their previous arrogance towards the lower class people. They cowered in the corner of the garbage dump, while tens of thousands of lower class residents continued with their work. They just looked at her numbly and stunned when Kalsil drove the Titan past.

It is a kind of emptiness and despair of resignation.

But this despair soon shifted to Klushier’s face.

She walked through the landfill and came to a large open-air terrace.

Outside the platform is the raging wind and the endless wilderness speaks of the dream of freedom.

Freedom was within her reach, but she dared not move a step.

The person who stopped her was the blood demon who was very familiar in her memory.

He was wearing a crimson suit, shining round glasses, and holding two guard guns. But this time it was not an illusion.

He is the strongest demon king of Sarkaz.

Akado.

So what did I steal? Lucille was desperate. She looked at the square storage container next to the operating table in disbelief.

A great panic filled her heart.

The strong wind blew Akado’s long black hair and his clothes fluttered wildly.

“He” grinned at Klushier and laughed sarcastically.

242.What happened? What happened? What happened?

is a fake.

Kluchil looked at “Acardo” again and again and finally made a conclusion.

The Sarkaz in front of him was nothing more than a man-made fake.

If it was really the Blood Demon King, he would have torn this “traitor” and the Titan into pieces long ago.

Raffia, what on earth are you thinking?!

Koluchil was a little annoyed. She couldn’t imagine that someone would create a bionic machine of her father… perhaps to satisfy some dirty thoughts.

“Acardo” raised two guard guns the moment the Titan made the slightest move. It was obvious that it would not allow anyone to leave the city.

Since it appears in such an occasion, it proves that it is definitely not a plaything created to satisfy selfish desires.

Rather, he is a gatekeeper who truly possesses the power to intercept anyone who attempts to escape the city.

I can’t help but recall a runaway of a containment creature that happened in the Lobotomy Corporation many years ago. The evil demons from the tundra once escaped to the edge of the city, but then there was no news. The suppression team only brought back a batch of tattered black mud, symbolizing the death of the legendary creature.

But Lucille had to leave no matter what, so even if she was reluctant, she had to stimulate the mechanical logic of “Acardo”.

The Sea Cat Titan, which was running the Ronin Core, suddenly rushed towards it, and the high temperature emitted by the thermionic blade caused the light to distort.

Pitch-black metal stretched out from under “Acado’s” suit, like countless slender worms, looking around and then climbing up to cover its entire body.

“Titan is landing.” The tiny electronic prompt was picked up by the Seacat.

“Kuluciel, the enemy Titan is coming.”

But Lucille didn’t say anything. She controlled the Titan and swung the thermionic blade heavily at “Acardo”.

As expected, the dark matter instantly spread and formed a thick shield that blocked the attack. “K Company’s nanotechnology…”

There was suddenly a hole on the top of the shield, and the silver guardian gun named Jackal was firmly placed on it, with flames brewing from the muzzle.

Lightning pierced the Titan’s arm, and the Seacat’s shield system’s energy reserves were exhausted by the Patriot, making it unable to respond in time to such a close-range attack.

If they continue to delay like this, Lafiera will arrive soon. Klucil is confident that she can defeat the “Akado” in front of her, but she will definitely not be able to defeat the last demon king.

“Legion Core: Large revolver gun has been destroyed; sniper component is currently unavailable.”

“Power Core: Missiles exhausted; electromagnetic launcher destroyed.”

“Flame Core: Fuel exhausted, injectors damaged.”

“Automatically switch to ion core.”

Activating particle shield—

The Sea Cat kicked “Acardo” away, and the opponent turned the guardian gun in the air. Accompanied by thunder, dozens of streams of light flew over, but were intercepted by a transparent light shield halfway.

“Sea cat, hold on.” Kluchil said.

She had already opened the shield when the Titan was holding up the shield. An activator with a glass plate popped out from the waist of the power armor. She picked up a gilded wax seal from the cockpit and stamped it on it. This was the private seal left by Akado. It was excavated from the ruins by Korciel and then modified. Inside was a tube of Akado’s blood reproduced through genetic technology. With a brake sound, the cockpit instantly split into two, revealing a circle of deep red halo. The essence of the halo was active metal soaked in Akado’s blood. They instantly disintegrated into liquid and rushed towards Korciel.

As long as I accept my own weaknesses, I will be invulnerable. Before the dream that is within my reach, I will pay any price.

“OHING-SHORTENING.”

With the sound of glass breaking, the blood of the God of Khorne flowed directly into Kor’thir’s body through the thin tubes on the inner layer of the power armor, and mixed with the circulating fluid and ran between the artificial organs. She turned off the somatosensory module without hesitation, but the pain of tearing the essence and forcibly infusing the power of Khorne penetrated deep into her soul, causing countless pale noises to flash in her vision.

Those living metals were embedded in the shell, and together, with the sound of tight, rapid breathing, they forged a scarlet monster.

And this power armor that she named “Blood Demon” is only one step away from realization – that is the artificial intelligence responsible for the work.

There is no working AI loaded using the Titan’s built-in computer.

Koluchil took out the square memory from the operating table. This was Akado’s “soul”.

Metal like blood was flowing on the surface of the power armor, forming a container on the chest.

The memory device was placed inside, wrapped, and received. Countless active metals inside the armor turned into scalpels, wriggling like centipedes, cutting through the flesh and placing the memory device into a slot wrapped by dozens of data cables.

This is a transformation she made a few years ago.

Because of this…

Akado’s “soul” will merge with his own consciousness.

It doesn’t matter what it turns out to be in the end.

A deep voice sounded in the helmet, with a condescending arrogance, “Who is approaching?”

The surface of the power armor seemed to have grown hundreds of pairs of eyes, scanning the outside world at high speed.

The sound repeated over and over again.

“Who is approaching?”

“Who is approaching?”

“Who is approaching?”

Finally, it turned into an electronic prompt tone without any emotion. This was the application of the living power armor operating system that R Company had already programmed.

“Legion-level power armor, Blood Demon.”

“Henshin.”

(The new plot is so interesting that the update is a bit late.)

243. Warfarin kills the game

Klucil could no longer tell how intense the battle was.

She just wanted to escape the city, taking Akado’s “soul” with her.

Memories and emotions belonging to that demon king kept flooding into my mind.

Amid the roar of artillery fire and the fighting, fragmentary images kept flashing.

Gradually, I couldn’t tell who I was.

Accardo’s life was far more eventful than she had imagined or heard.

The history books are too short to describe the legend of him and Kazdel.

History books are too long, and a person’s joys, sorrows, anger and happiness can be summarized in just a few words.

The Blood King does not symbolize an individual hero, but an entire era in which the Sarkaz defended their crown with blood and fire.

He is the continuation of countless Sarkaz warriors, and behind his great fame is a mountain of bones.

Every time the Dead River Plunder takes a soul, it must bear the weight of a soul.

The roaring and rushing river of countless souls is full of despair and hope.

The power of Khorne assimilated Kor’thir’s spirit bit by bit through Akado’s blood.