He remembered that the blasphemer mecha at the end of the sinkhole was activated only after it absorbed the biological flesh and blood called "No.153 test body", and the "No.153 test body" gradually became Kelan’s appearance in the process of fighting with Kelan … From a certain point of view, it can also be said that Kelan’s own flesh and blood will activate the blasphemer.
Of course, because of the "big lizard", he won’t tell what happened at the bottom of his sinkhole. What he can do now is to give a general direction and let valentina try it himself.
"Blood start?" The hound couldn’t help but exclaim, "If such a big guy is started by blood, I’m afraid it’s not enough to squeeze a big living person dry?"
"It is also possible that a drop of blood is enough." Ivan shrugged his shoulders. "Many magic weapons in the Oriental fantasy novel have similar functions of" recognizing the Lord by dropping blood. "
Valentina didn’t talk nonsense. She immediately popped up a dagger with a blade length of nearly 20 cm in front of the mechanical prosthesis. She shook the blade force of the dagger with the other hand without hesitation, and with a deep red blood, it poured out from the palm.
"Then what?" Valentina clutching a bloody sword turned to look at Koran.
"Try to touch the body … your blood."
Valentina jumped lightly, and with the help of the leg prosthesis, he broke out and easily jumped to the blasphemer’s mecha arm, and then jumped to the top of the body with the help of the arm springboard.
She squatted down to stick the palm wound to the body.
Sharp-eyed people can see that the blood flowing from the wound has not slipped along the armor surface, but has been absorbed by this strange metal … The liquid that was still slowly flowing in those pipes suddenly accelerated, and the dim fluorescence that was originally emitted suddenly turned into bright scarlet.
"Actually … really activated …" Leighton lifted up her head and looked at the girl squatting on the top of the body murmured.
For a second, the original blasphemer mecha knelt there and suddenly trembled. All the people took a step back consciously. valentina and Koran did not leave their original positions.
"Come from valentina!" Kelan shouted to the girl, "It’s already okay. It’s probably going to get up. Be careful not to hit the top wall of the container."
"Oh," the girl should jump from the body to roll and still dissolve the impact of falling from a height.
Just as Koran once started the blasphemer, the original body got up on its knees and then stepped forward for half a step. One and a half squats and leans over to reach an arm in front of valentina.
The cockpit, located in the chest and abdomen of the blasphemer, couldn’t finish the fight, but when they saw the cockpit scene, their faces showed strange expressions.
"How do I feel … it’s not like a cockpit, but like a monster’s maw …" The hound lowered its voice and said to Leighton, "Especially the fleshy seat. You see it seems to be crawling … This thing is not the monster’s tongue, is it?"
"I … I don’t know …" Leighton also some dumbfounded his face already can’t see the original kind of itching look "probably … probably is a combination of biochemical technology and mechanical technology? , alpha level of science and technology that also makes sense … "
"What makes sense doesn’t make sense!" The hound couldn’t help speaking faster. "I just want to ask you a question. Will this mecha let you sit in it?"
Leighton didn’t speak but shook his head quickly.
No matter who sees this cockpit for the first time, his heart will be somewhat hesitant and resistant-especially for a "fanatic of mechanical religion" like Leighton, the blasphemer’s mecha reveals the cockpit like flesh and blood, which is equivalent to a Coca-Cola lover pulling a can of Coca-Cola only to find that it is filled with Pepsi … or a sweet dumpling lover biting it and finding that the stuffing in his mouth is braised pork and salted egg yolk …
This taste is not a bull’s head … Oh, no, it should be said that it is a blasphemy, a blasphemy against the aesthetic feeling of mechanical creation!
Leighton felt his heart was breaking.
Even if this body is lifted to contain a steam engine in the old era and the industrial revolution in the 19th century … how can it be meat!
"I can’t accept it …" Leighton shook his head and said to himself. "Now I’m sure … the Alpha must be a heretic and go to hell."
But valentina didn’t care so much. She stepped on the blasphemer’s mecha and put her arm away, and then took the fleshy seat that was still slightly crawling.
"I don’t see that it can be manipulated …"
Valentina’s words just came to an abrupt end in the middle when she saw her thin body shaking violently like a touch, her head jerked back and her long neck suddenly stretched straight.
Ke Lan, who once experienced the body of a blasphemer, knew that the fleshy tentacles "growing" from the chair surface had penetrated valentina’s spine and connected her consciousness with the body.
But others didn’t know that valentina, a hound like this, immediately jumped up and quickly rushed to the blasphemer
As he ran, he shouted, "doctor, doctor, come and save people!" Mom, there’s something wrong with this thing If something happens to Xiao Na, how can I tell him when the old pool comes out … "
However, the hound failed to get close to the blasphemer. A huge mechanical arm crossed in front of him and blocked his footsteps. At the same time, some dull sounds from valentina sounded "I’m fine" from the abdomen of the body
"Huh?" Koran looked at Valentina in the cockpit. Her mouth didn’t. Obviously, this sentence was "said" by the blasphemer.
Can this thing turn brain consciousness into audio and play it out? It’s a pity that he didn’t notice that there was such a function when he was driving.
"You … are you Xiao Na?" The hound froze. "What’s going on?"
"My consciousness seems to be connected with this body," valentina continued. "It’s like an extension of my limbs …"
The blasphemer manipulator lifted up and pulled out the heavy armor-piercing sword behind the hanging body.
As soon as the body wrist turned the tip of the sword, it fell to the ground and trembled gently.
They soon found that valentina turned out to be a one-centimeter-square font on the tip of the sword, and wrote the name of this machine, Degenerate Angel No.1-"Lucifer"
This fine print in front of the huge blade forms a fresh contrast … The precision of this operation is much higher than that of an ordinary carving knife with rice grain size material for micro-carving.
For the conventional mecha, it may be possible to control the mechanical arm movement if the computer program is used, but this blasphemer mecha cockpit doesn’t even have an on-screen keyboard, let alone the preset control program.
"I know it’s a neural connection system!" Leighton clapped his hands vigorously. "This thing doesn’t have joysticks and buttons in the cockpit because it is manipulated by the driver’s consciousness! This kind of manipulation can reduce the operation delay to a limit close to the degree. For the operator, when he sits in the cockpit, this body becomes his second body. "