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Chapter 260 Blood of Machines

the other side.

After returning the Question Notebook to Erin, Steve quickly walked to the edge of the Thorn Cage.

Even from a distance of several dozen meters, he told Natasha about the first method he had seen in the "Question Notebook" for escaping the thorn cage.

"Find the thorn flower on the thorn cage, water it with your own blood, then walk barefoot on the thorny path to escape the thorn cage—damn, such a bizarre method! Are you sure you're not mistaken? Or is that tattered notebook deliberately messing with you?"

Before Natasha could react to Steve's suggestion, Tony Stark exploded.

It's one thing to water the thorny flower with one's own blood, but then one must walk barefoot on the thorny path to leave this place shrouded in thorns.

I am currently at least forty or fifty meters away from the edge of the thorny cage. After walking such a long thorny path, are my feet still my own feet?

Even when Tony Stark was kidnapped by the Ten Rings and taken to Afghanistan, he had never suffered such torture.

Compared to Tony Stark, Natasha, who had worked with Captain America many times, still trusted Captain America's character.

Natasha believed Steve wouldn't joke about something like this.

Even if the method Steve mentioned didn't work, it's because the method in the notebook Erin gave us was flawed, not because Steve deliberately gave the wrong method.

Regardless, Natasha was determined to try this only way to escape the thorny prison.

After taking a deep breath.

Natasha pulled a small knife from a hidden clasp at her waist.

The next second, she didn't hesitate to cut her finger, and then dripped the gushing blood onto a blood-red thorn flower in front of her.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock..."

As Natasha deliberately squeezed, crimson blood quickly soaked the thorn flower.

Under the nourishment of blood, the crimson thorn seemed to become even more vibrant and luscious, as if a slight pinch would draw out a handful of crimson blood.

A few more seconds passed.

The thorn flower, its body stained with blood, seemed to have eaten its fill, and instantly bloomed with its most dazzling splendor.

Like a fleeting moment of brilliance, its beauty fades and withers after a brief bloom.

And just as that thorny flower withered...

The thorn cage that had imprisoned Natasha suddenly split open, creating a huge gap just wide enough for one person to pass through.

Beyond the chasm, in the thicket of thorns, a half-meter-wide thorny path led directly out of the thorn cage.

That thorny path was covered with countless thorns and barbs that inspired fear.

Even though Natasha saw the dense thorns and barbs on the thorny path, she still felt a chill run down her spine.

After taking several more deep breaths.

Natasha took off her little leather boots, revealing a pair of fair and delicate feet.

However, she did not immediately embark on the thorny path.

Instead, he took out a painkiller from the pocket on his thigh and injected it directly into his thigh.

After a slight tingling sensation came from my thigh.

Taking a deep breath, Natasha stepped out of the thorn cage and began to run along the thorny path in front of her.

next second.

Those fair and delicate jade feet were tinged with a beautiful blush.

As blood blossoms bloomed on Natasha's feet, the thorny path that Natasha had quickly left behind was now marked with bloody footprints, adding a touch of red to the path.

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The moment the thorny path that appeared around Natasha appeared, it attracted the attention of everyone else trapped in the thorny cage.

When they saw Natasha "walk out" of her thorny prison and run quickly down the thorny path without being attacked by the increasingly tall thorny thicket.

This elicited gasps of surprise from countless people.

Originally trapped in a cage of thorns, watching helplessly as the cage shrank little by little, the people who were in despair seemed to see a glimmer of hope and their will to live was rekindled.

Countless people couldn't help but speak up, praying to the figure running swiftly along the thorny path.

They begged Natasha to tell them how to break free of the thorny prison.

Their intense will to survive, coupled with a distorted view, caused them to subconsciously overlook Natasha's pale face and her bloodied feet.

of course.

In the cages near some thorny paths, many people who had seen what Natasha was going through turned pale and showed a hint of fear.

Could it be that if they try to leave later, they'll have to face this kind of "torture"?

Despite their immense fear, their will to survive compelled them to silently watch Natasha.

Let's see if she can truly escape this devil's cage.

And I don't know why.

Upon seeing Natasha emerge from the thorny cage, the mechanical lifeforms that had been occasionally struggling and resisting suddenly stopped moving and began to observe Natasha.

Those constantly flashing electronic eyes seemed to be contemplating the possibility of replicating Natasha's actions to successfully escape this thorny prison.

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A 40-meter-long thorny path.

Even after Natasha received a painkiller injection, it still took her more than ten seconds to run out of the seemingly short thorny path.

In those short ten seconds, Natasha's fair and delicate feet, which were so delicate that one couldn't help but want to play with them, were turned into a bloody mess of rotten flesh, so disgusting that one couldn't even bear to look at them.

The moment Natasha stepped out of the thorny path.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but her body swayed, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

I don't know if it's the special power of the forbidden object, or the uniqueness of this thorny path.

Even with the painkiller injection, Natasha still felt excruciating pain while running, which constantly stimulated her nerves and stirred her soul.

If Steve hadn't been waiting at the exit of the Thorn Path and grabbed her, Natasha would probably have collapsed to the ground by now.

"Natasha..."

Looking at Natasha's mangled feet, Steve couldn't help but feel a pang of worry.

Even with modern advanced medical technology, such a wound, riddled with holes and covered in blood, would probably be impossible to heal.

This also means that Natasha's career as a secret agent may very well come to an end.

"What a pathetic guy."

Seeing the worry in Steve's eyes, Kiris suddenly blew a breath of cold air onto Natasha's feet.

next second.

The cold air blown by Kiris enveloped Natasha's feet, and a frost appeared on her bloodied and mangled soles. Although it could not heal Natasha's feet, it did stop the bleeding from her wounds.

After feeling the slight coolness from her burning feet, Natasha glanced at Kiris in surprise, as if she hadn't expected her to help her.

Although Natasha knew that this slight chill wouldn't heal her battered feet much, she still sincerely said something to Kiris.

"Thanks!"

"No need to thank me. Although I don't approve of your S.H.I.E.L.D. using Steve to do this and that after he woke up, you did save him once, so consider this my way of repaying you on behalf of Steve."

After saying that, Kiris looked at Steve and said, "There seems to be something wrong with this thorny path. Even a professionally trained agent like her almost fainted after walking out of the thorny path. I seriously doubt whether the police and agents trapped in the thorny cage can get out of the thorny cage in this way."

"They have to leave, even if they can't. If they don't take action now, they'll be strangled by this out-of-control cage of thorns!"

After giving a firm answer, Steve said to Kiris, "Keep an eye on Natasha for me. I'm going to tell the others how to escape the Thorn Cage..."

Steve hadn't finished speaking.

A police car with its siren flashing, speeding towards them, suddenly braked, drifted, and stopped not far from them.

Immediately afterwards, George Stacy, fully armed, climbed out of the police car.

George, who had climbed out of the police car, frowned slightly as he looked at Erin not far away. He then quickly walked up to Natasha, whose legs were mangled and bloody, and asked, "Gentlemen, is there anything I can help you with?"

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One minute later.

Having quickly grasped the general situation from Steve's account, George immediately arranged for the officers he had brought to share Steve's method with the trapped police colleagues.

But just then, Erin, who had been silently observing the thorn cage, suddenly spoke up:

"Everyone, instead of rescuing those trapped in the thorn cages, I think what we need to do now is quickly destroy the mechanical life forms trapped in those cages, otherwise they'll be released if we don't act soon!"

Nearby, not long after Natasha stepped out of the Thorn Cage, Tony Stark, who had made a simple walking stick and gritted his teeth to get out of the Thorn Cage with the help of that stick, let out a gasp upon hearing this.

"Get out? They're just a bunch of robots. How could they possibly get out without blood?"

The notebook's method required watering the thorn flowers with "blood" to open a door in the thorn cage and let them out.

But no matter how powerful the artificial intelligence those robots possess, they are not real humans.

Since they are not human, where would they get the "blood" to water the thorny flowers?

Faced with Tony's disbelief, Erin calmly said:

"In fact, they can no longer be considered simple robots."

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It turned out that this was right when Steve told George how to escape the thorn cage.

A small mechanical life form, a hundred meters away from them, overheard Steve and his companions' conversation through a powerful sound capture module.

After eavesdropping on those things, the detection-type mechanical life form told all the trapped robots the escape method it had overheard.

After understanding how Natasha escaped.

A tattered mechanical life form, its body corroded by the dark green liquid spurted from the thorns, directly tested the escape method they had overheard.

It then used its other arm to forcefully twist off its left arm.

The next second, streams of a golden-yellow liquid with a slight blue tinge, resembling engine oil, gushed out from the arm that the mechanical lifeform had twisted off itself.

Although mechanical life forms do not have human flesh and blood, they do possess their own blood.

And those streams of golden-yellow liquid with a slight blue tinge, resembling machine oil, were the special blood they called "the blood of machinery."

If human blood can "water" thorn flowers, then can't the mechanical blood of these mechanical life forms water mechanical flowers?

When the surging, oil-like liquid "poured" onto the thorny flower, the blood of machinery was poured over it.

He was stunned when his face was drenched in thorny flowers.

They seemed to be wondering if the stuff being poured on them could be called blood.

After being stunned for several seconds, it seemed that it sensed the special aura carried by these "mechanical blood".

The thorny vines that had been binding the mechanical life form slowly retracted, then opened the thorny cage that held the mechanical life form in place according to the rules, and created a special thorny path in front of it, with countless dark green liquids clinging to its spikes.

"It's a success!"

Upon seeing the thorn cage he was in open, the mechanical life form, whose steel body had been corroded by more than half, quickly took heavy steps and ran along the thorny path towards the outside of the thorn cage.

He didn't even glance at the thorny spikes on the thorny path or the dark green liquid with its extremely corrosive properties.

Compared to humans, walking barefoot on a thorny path is nothing to these mechanical lifeforms.

After all, their feet are made of thick pieces of steel.

The sharp thorns couldn't harm their steel bodies, and the drops of dark green liquid, even though they corroded their feet and left them pitted, did not affect their fighting ability in the slightest.

"They're out!"

Just as that mechanical life form was about to step out of the thorny cage.

A rocket, seemingly waiting for a long time, slammed into the mechanical life form that had just escaped the thorny cage with a loud "boom".

Rumble!

With a violent explosion, the mechanical life form, already pitted and corroded by the thorn cage, was blasted into a firework in mid-air by this premeditated rocket launcher.

(End of this chapter)