Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 209 Arrival
Unknowingly.

Duncan has already taken advantage of the chaos to kill more than ten enemy units, not only cultists, but also members of the Mechanicus cult.

Since nobody seemed to care about human life, he decided to go with the flow.

Even if I die here today!

Duncan also wanted to forcibly elevate the third human host to a level close to that of a high-ranking Heroic Spirit.

He was now close to the ruins of the industrial zone. As the whistling shells streaked through the air, the Mechanicus's construct artillery positions launched another barrage of fire, this time very close to his position. Amidst the violent explosions, a small piece of steel pierced his back, causing his health bar to drop slightly.

"Hold!"

The bombardment is really annoying; everyone has become the kind of person they hate the most.

Duncan gritted his teeth and retreated, pulling out the steel fragments from his back. He had an inscribed regenerative ability, so this injury was nothing to worry about and he would recover in no time.

At this moment, the lich Kangus said obsequiously, "Your Majesty."

Do you need me to treat you?

Duncan shook his head expressionlessly and said, "No need."

Do you have any artifacts of mass destruction?

Picking them off one by one with firearms is far too slow. Duncan needs to strengthen his mana pool; he needs to kill at least hundreds or thousands of spellcasting units. World Three is different from other places; the Cult of Mechanics suppresses reality, and he must seize this opportunity.

"Have."

The lich Kangus said decisively, "My dimensional space contains ancient scrolls left over from the mythological era, as well as a magic wand from the ancient elves."

"Your Majesty? Would you like me to get it for you?"

Duncan moved again, no longer limiting himself to attacking cultists. His Judgement T130 was aimed directly at a heavily wounded Steel Caster. As the armor-piercing round pierced the air, the Steel Caster's head exploded instantly.

This guy was like a meat grinder, slaughtering thousands of zombies single-handedly, and even killing the seriously injured civilians who were lucky enough to survive.

The members of the Mechanicus are emotionally detached, and once the purge agreement is initiated, they basically leave no survivors.

At this moment, the humanoid marker on the projection page, the skin of the third human host, seemed to have reached a certain critical point, and a new ability emerged.

—"Steel Skin (Special Ability): Your skin has been transformed into steel, making it as tough as steel. It greatly enhances your natural armor and grants you slight damage reduction."

(Born with +5 armor, 10 damage reduction.)
At some point, a faint silver-gray tinge appeared on Duncan's skin, but it quickly returned to its normal color.

Naturally protected by armor.

Duncan was well aware of this ability, because dragons possess natural armor, and creatures like lizardmen, kobolds, and snakemen, who are born with scales, also have a certain degree of natural armor. However, his steel skin must have mutated, as it has fused with the abilities of dragon blood, giving him natural armor and damage reduction far exceeding those of a typical steel-casting mechanical cleric.

At this point, a regular sword strike could only leave a faint scratch on Duncan's skin.

His skin was essentially a plate armor.

This is only the first stage of enhancement for the Steel Angels Cult. First, it's the skin, then the muscles, then the bones, and finally, the innate protective ability will be improved step by step until the individual possesses defensive capabilities comparable to a steel-cast mech.

However, this enhancement does not affect its flexibility, and it possesses mobility far exceeding that of combat mechs, making it essentially a living humanoid Gundam.

As for the final mechanical angelization, that is beyond the reach of ordinary church monks.

The innate armor and physical strength of the Steel Casting School can be stacked to an extremely terrifying level; some high-level Steel Casting Warriors are even completely immune to conventional firearms.

A dark crack appeared.

Two ghostly hands extended from the skull of the lich Kangus, retrieving two ancient scrolls from his dimensional space. The scrolls appeared to be made of demonic skin, covered with fine, dark red, scale-like bumps. Behind the dark cracks was a tomb-like space, though not very large, containing rows of stone coffins.

—"Withering (Necromantic School): An ancient high-level spell that damages living things within a wide area, causing the water in any living thing within the casting range to evaporate. Enchanted scroll, spell enhanced."

—"Banshee's Howl (Necromantic School): An ancient high-level spell that summons a projection of a banshee of death to launch a sonic attack on enemies within a wide area. The terrifying howl kills all who hear it, and creatures that cannot pass the immunity check will die instantly."

This thing is really an antique.

The lich Kangus opened a stone coffin and took it out, as if it were one of his burial objects.

This is magic from the age of mythology.

Unlike the various magical rituals of the Mystic Age, the magic of the Mythical Age preferred to achieve miracles through sheer force. That time happened to be the peak of the elemental tides, and various mythical creatures were in a relatively active era. Even the incarnations of the gods would often walk among mortals.

If you're strong enough, you can even sleep with the incarnation of a goddess. Duncan picked up the ancient scroll.

On the projection markers in the dimensional space, the third human host is shown to be equipped with two ancient artifacts, which can be activated and used through his own magic.

Then another round of artillery bombardment came down.

A barrage of fire caused the ceiling of the industrial zone to collapse, triggering a chain reaction like an earthquake, with boulders raining down. The platform levels of the hive city were widely spaced, suggesting they were located tens of thousands of meters underground.

Withering spell.

Duncan seized the opportunity, tearing open the scroll in his hand in an instant after the barrage of fire. At this point, there was nothing to worry about; the civilians had basically all perished in the previous waves of attacks. Having adapted to the brutality of World Number Three, he was left with only the most basic moral principles.

A blazing wave spread in all directions!

Although ancient magic has been gradually phased out, it does not mean that its destructive power is insufficient. As the fiery red aura spread, the cult followers who were enveloped in it immediately let out extremely shrill howls, and then the next second, all the water in their bodies was evaporated, and even the awakened evil spirits of the tree sea were evaporated in it.

One after another, mummified corpses emerged.

Units marked with three stars or higher might survive, but all other enemies perished, turning into mummified corpses. Even the mechanical friars and mechanical monks affected by the attack had all their body moisture evaporated, leaving only their mechanical parts intact.

As for the mechanical monks, their situation was slightly special. The water that evaporated was as thick as machine oil, and some of it even burned directly.

A dense array of faint, shimmering lights appeared.

The lich Kangus's expression grew increasingly shocked and awe-inspiring, as it could sense Duncan's growing strength and the magical energy emanating from his mana pool, forming a small-scale magical vortex, much like a giant dragon.

Not enough! Still a little short!
Duncan couldn't help but turn his gaze to the center of the battlefield, where the Steel Angel and the Balancer - Pannosis were fighting fiercely. The entire platform was shattered, revealing a bottomless abyss below.

Lady Fungus was also drawn to the magical fluctuations from this side. She turned her head and stared in Duncan's direction, her expression slightly shocked.

She discovered the lich's skull.

As a remnant of the old era, she even recognized the lich Kangus, but she couldn't understand why this famous lich of the mysterious era would disguise himself as a servant skull.

"His Majesty."

"The hidden necromancer has discovered us."

The lich Kangus whispered, "Shall we find it?"

"The opponent seems to have transformed into a ghostly form!"

Duncan shook his head slightly. He had already spotted a unit marked with a five-pointed silver-gray star, but as long as the target hadn't launched an attack, he didn't need to worry about it for the time being.

Banshee's Wail.

In the plaza area where the Mechanicus Cult and the heretics were engaged in a large-scale battle, a hazy, ethereal female demon suddenly appeared. She materialized very quickly, and once fully formed, she immediately let out an extremely terrifying howl.

This is a powerful spell that does not distinguish between friend and foe. The sonic waves of death spread in all directions, and amidst the exploding skulls, figures fell like wheat being harvested.

Even a calamity messenger who couldn't dodge in time was affected. Despite being a four-star silver-gray marked individual, blood flowed from his seven orifices, and he collapsed to the ground, already dead from the ancient instant-death magic.

Another dense mass of faint spiritual light surged into Duncan's body.

The third human host's strength had increased dramatically, and even his internal organs had changed. Because the two large-scale ancient spells had killed many members of the Mechanicus, even the mechanical monk inside the knight mech suddenly died, bleeding from all seven orifices in the cockpit.

—"Steel Lungs (Special Ability): Your lungs have undergone steel-casting transformation, gaining a 150% enhancement efficiency in coordination, mobility, explosive power, etc. It greatly improves the ability to filter toxic gases, grants immunity to common respiratory diseases, and enhances toughness immunity, etc."

The character marker on the projection page shows that the lungs have formed a unique organ pattern, and the enhancement progress marked on it has reached about 25%.

Another significant improvement is in the spine; Duncan's explosiveness and movement speed have been noticeably enhanced.

The mechanical nanofluid within his body had begun to regenerate and split wildly, gradually dissolving into Duncan's limbs and bones, merging into his skin, muscles, blood, bones, internal organs, and other limbs. His strength, physique, and agility attributes could be said to have improved simultaneously with his coordination.

almost!

Duncan's mana bar is longer than his health bar; it's time to switch to his main account.

This intensity of combat directly led to the deployment of the Immortal - Duncan.

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(End of this chapter)