Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

"Altitude, 7000, entering designated airspace."

Above the clouds, a huge black shadow was slowly descending under the cover of night.

"Thirty seconds left, turn off automatic attitude adjustment."

Gripping the control stick, the pilot is stabilizing the fuselage as it shudders in the airflow, keeping it stable and dropping the cargo onto the intended trajectory.

“This is the power of technology.”

This is a special-purpose aircraft converted from a frontline bomber, so it still retains its ground observation scope. A middle-aged man in a white coat is looking at the raging fire on the ground through the observation scope and says disdainfully.

The traditional army has failed in its battle against the Snow Demon, which is to be expected, since that's about all the value of the traditional army; technology is the superior approach!

And today, right here, he, as the deputy director of the Stone Coffin Experiment Institute, is here to prove the value of science and technology!

The cargo and the Apostles loaded at the bottom of this massive frontline bomber are creations of technology.

A weapon of war specifically designed to deal with snow demons.

The "power of the gods" is armed and bound by human fangs and chains!

"Twenty seconds."

The navigator looked at the instruments and announced the final countdown.

The miracle of God is within reach, and these twenty seconds represent the final distance between the new era and the old.

At least in the eyes of the deputy director, that's what he believed.

Although Director Kal'tsit didn't approve of his plan, she didn't deny it either, and he unexpectedly learned a secret that even Director Kal'tsit didn't know.

That was a huge secret from the central core of the [Apostles], a secret so enormous it could even shake the entire history of the world.

Because of this secret, he was confident enough to destroy the snow demon and forge his own legend!

He not only didn't hate the Snow Demon, but he was actually grateful to him. If it weren't for him, the deputy director wouldn't have had this opportunity, this chance to make history up close!

And now, he is ready to celebrate his first victory.

Technology is invincible!

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P.S.: Just woke up. It's true, people really need to catch up on sleep. After this nap, I feel so refreshed! [Hands on hips]

The first volume is almost finished, and the second volume is tentatively set to be the story of Longmen.

It's more of a prequel, really. After all, I glanced at the timeline I wrote, and Frostnova hadn't grown up yet, so Chen definitely hadn't grown up either. I was thinking about whether to write about the Lungmen Incident back then, when Talulah was kidnapped and Hoshiguma wasn't a police officer yet.

And in an era when Swire was still being kidnapped.

Almost, but I still have to write the outline from scratch. Ugh, so tiring. Writing always requires constantly flipping through materials, and then Hypergryph keeps writing new things.

It's so great that it was featured!

The rate at which the number of favorites increased in one day was the same as it used to be in a week. Wow, this wave is taking off like crazy!

Come chat in the group when you have time! (A series of exaggerated sounds)

I have over a thousand favorites, but there are less than fifty people in the group, sob sob.

Section 35, Chapter Thirty-Five: [The Beginning of the Death Struggle]

Inside the cabin, green indicator lights lit up one by one.

"First contact complete, proceeding to second contact..."

"A5 neural connectivity test showed no abnormalities..."

"Buffer solution filling is normal, liquid neural connections are normal..."

The green lights lit up one by one until the last indicator light turned red.

"Central processing complete, [umbilical cord] severed, cognitive center awakening complete!"

The massive frontline bomber was embedded directly beneath a deep, dark compartment made of explosive bolts and fixed armor, and its amber eyes were slowly lighting up in the dim darkness.

"The synchronization rate has reached 70%!"

"Ha, not bad, it truly lives up to its reputation as a treasure I acquired at great expense. Now I can finally let go of it."

As the explosive bolts detonated one after another, the cargo that was originally fixed to the belly of the aircraft fell into the howling wind under the pull of gravity.

Only after falling into the wind can one see clearly what is falling above and below the clouds.

That was a huge "person".

It at least looks like something that retains a human shape, and because it's directly above the battlefield, the gigantic humanoid shape is about to crash into the very center of the battlefield!

What is this...?

Amber eyes darted back and forth in the dark core chamber enveloped in buffer solution, seemingly searching for something called self.

However, she couldn't find that thing, but she did recall... some things that weren't originally there.

Kill!

It was a sudden surge of murderous intent, like a valve being opened, and dark emotions instantly condensed into a surging killing intent in his mind!

The killing intent, however, inexplicably locked onto the tiny figure on the ground.

Kill her...kill her...

"Kill her!!"

Who I am, where I am, it doesn't matter!

I didn't know who I was, or even where I was, yet she knew she had to kill the guy she saw!

Behind the restraints that bind it to the seat are numerous syringes connected to the central control system behind the seat.

Addictive drugs for both stimulant and analgesic effects are injected into the bloodstream for free. Pain is transformed into caresses, and all emotions eventually turn into a murderous desire for a fixed target.

Driven by a frenzy of will, the mechanical gears activated the transmission, bringing the enormous "humanoid" to life.

The shrill scream also caught the attention of sodium chloride.

"Wow, what's that?"

His golden eyes were half-closed as he looked up at the night sky.

The enormous shadow was slowly lengthening until a sound like the earth shattering was heard.

The earth trembled, and the permafrost that had never melted for millions of years was shattered with a deafening roar. The impact threw countless corpses on the ground into the air, accompanied by a snow curtain blown up by the gale.

"boom!!!"

"What's this?!"

Grand Duke Ivanov-Kin Yuspov stared in disbelief at what was happening before him. A colossal metal giant stood on the earth, and the so-called Snow Demon appeared right in front of him. The previous surprise had almost left the middle-aged man breathless, but this scene made his blood pressure rise again.

What the hell is this thing?! This wasn't part of the original plan! Where did it come from?! How does it know the location of this operation?!

However, none of that mattered anymore, because the snow demon lost interest in herself when she saw the enormous, dark giant.

It vanished in an instant, but he felt no relief whatsoever.

Ignored by everyone, the old man who used to be so powerful and influential, sitting firmly in the command center, has now suddenly lost control of the entire situation. It's like he's missed his stop on a bus; he has no idea where the next stop is, but he can't stop it or know how things will turn out. He's like a lonely person, as if he's been swept into a corner.

"what is this?"

It was a strange thing that was about thirty meters long, covered in black metal armor. The sound of transmission and the gaps in the armor at the joints, which were not perfectly sealed, revealed countless silent mechanical structures in operation.

The crimson eyes on that beast-like head stopped when they swept over the sodium chloride, and in that instant, a frenzied killing intent almost overflowed into the air!

It wasn't anger, nor hatred; it was more like a rage without cause, a frenzied, neurotic, and manic killing intent.

If you really want to understand it, it's like stuffing a meat grinder into your brain, causing your brain to freeze when it's processing data. The first half, the reason why you're angry, is shredded into pieces by the razor, leaving only the second half, the specific actions you take to generate biomass electricity for the meat grinder.

The scene was tinged with rust and sparks of blood.

This is the first time I've ever seen sodium chloride in this situation.

“██████（*＆…………*%＃￥！！！！！！”

The armor on the lower jaw was suddenly torn apart by a tremendous force! The serrated joints that were originally where the armor was attached instantly became sharp teeth covering the metal monster!

The incomprehensible shrieks were deafening. The wounded who were barely clinging to life on the battlefield suffered eardrum bleeding and even had their heads explode the moment they were hit by the shrieks!

"Run!! Run!!"

"What kind of monster is this?!!!!"

"My ears!! My ears!!"

In an instant, the military formations that had barely maintained order during the retreat collapsed completely. On this battlefield, which resembled a divine battlefield, mortals became the most pitiful cannon fodder, and even being merely affected by the turmoil was a catastrophe for them!

The figure locked in the disposable cockpit stared intently at the silver-haired figure floating in mid-air in the image projected through the viewfinder, and then, with his own will, drove the giant humanoid combat weapon to begin to gather killing intent.

Unstable energy, accompanied by crimson arcs of electricity, condensed around the giant humanoid weapon and finally gathered on the massive reactor in its hands!

With his hands outwards, crimson spears of light burst forth.

If this attack hits, even a mountain can be instantly vaporized!

"Not bad..."

But unfortunately... all the struggles will be in vain.

Just as the light was about to shine directly on the sodium chloride, the girl snapped her fingers...

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P.S.: I almost overslept. I should have scheduled the post last night. I'm so sleepy due to jet lag! [slumps over]

Section 36, Chapter Thirty-Six: Fierce Battle

[It would be even better paired with "The Beast"!]

"Do you want to bare your fangs at the light of God, you beast?"

The enormous machine was reflected in its golden pupils, stained by the energy, but the eyes of sodium chloride were full of disdain.

Without a sense of self, only an instinctive urge to tear apart and kill anyone in sight—what else could that be but a mad dog?

"The world is going to the dogs! Even rabid dogs dare to bare their teeth at the gods now?"

The Herrscher of the Void's original power was to manipulate space itself.

For example, changing the direction of space...

Whether it's a ray, a solid object, or a laser, any weapon with a [directional] attribute is ineffective against the Law of Space.

Because direction is practically a toy that sodium chloride can manipulate.

With a snap of her fingers, the space in front of the girl shattered instantly.

The Herrscher is like an anchor linking the imaginary dimension and the real dimension, and the Herrscher's power also comes from the imaginary dimension.

Space shattered, and the anchor point pulled a corner of the imaginary dimension into the real space. The enormous imaginary gate opened in an instant, and the death line, which was previously unstoppable and could even evaporate mountains in an instant, crashed straight into the spatial gate.

If she wanted to, the projectiles opposite her would never be able to cause any real damage to the Herrscher.

Especially the Herrscher of the Void.

However, this is just a low-level tactic, while sodium chloride is a mature and experienced villain.

The next instant, in the sky directly above the metal giant, the Gate of Imaginary Numbers suddenly opened, bursting forth from the deadly line that the giant had previously shot towards its master!

A purple beam of light instantly illuminated the night sky, and astonishing heat shot directly to the ground, causing the permafrost that had remained frozen for millennia to begin to melt, with massive amounts of white vapor rising and spreading before our eyes.

"boring····"

It seems that this giant using forbidden techniques is nothing more than a mad dog driven by instinct, unable to dodge even such a low-level attack.

But before the girl could even retract her powers and run away, the white smoke screen was suddenly torn apart by a hurricane!

On the battlefield, shrouded in smoke and dust, the humanoid weapon [Apostle] is still alive.

He was running.

The mountains shook, and every step left huge footprints on the earth, like those of a monster passing through.