Wasteland Echoer

"Hey, foreigner, wake up!"

"Hey, foreigner, wake up!"

"Uh-huh?"

The pure purple dim light shines on Wright's pale cheeks through the white mist. Under the ethereal girl's call and the crisp sound of mechanical gears turning, Wright holds his hangover-like body, in a state of intertwined dreams and hallucinations. He murmured lightly.

Immediately afterwards, his brain felt a burning sensation that was like a fire burning from the inside, and a gradually increasing stinging sensation that was like the constant impact of an ax and a chainsaw.

After feeling the stinging impact of a high-voltage current passing through his body, accompanied by an unpleasant smell similar to ozone, Wright finally woke up in this thick fog that was so white that it made people feel psychedelic and scattered.

"Mist?" Wright rubbed his itchy eyes with his hands and looked around unconsciously, trying his best to observe everything around him.

The white mist was like layers of intertwined gauze, and the faint mechanical sounds around him gave Wright a sense of being lost in a different place.

The lavender light that seemed to be there just now, like amethyst being illuminated, suddenly shone on his pure black eyes, making his slightly empty eyes slightly better.

"Where is this? Is it still a dream?" Wright said to himself.

Wasn't I fighting that Lost One of Yato just now?

Red magic source power, yes, red magic source power. I should have used the red magic power under his temptation.

I actually used my extraordinary strength to win against Wuxin?

It seemed that Yato had escaped, and Brett and Moros had just rushed to my side. Was that kid, the kid from the Lone Wolf Society rescued? Has the "Fire of Heavenly Punishment" mentioned by Yatuo been activated?

It seems to be started. Just now I saw a mushroom cloud and red air waves. I can't remember what happened after that. Alas, I have a headache. By the way, that mushroom cloud looks so much like the most powerful human weapon I saw in a documentary about the previous world.

Is this a dream? Could it be that my physical strength has reached its limit? Or was it brought into this world by the power of the red magic source? Or is it that the sanity level has dropped to the limit, a precursor to schizophrenia or collapse?

This is already the fifth time. The fifth time I have fallen into such a dream unconsciously, is it driven by extraordinary power, or is it deliberately arranged by someone.

Is it a god? Is it a monster?

Wright's brain asked eight questions in almost fifteen seconds.

However, his complaints and thoughts were like a broken ship lost in the calm deep sea, becoming unheard of and receiving no response from the dark and dark purple.

Until a sound of heavy footsteps like high heels hitting the floor came from the thick fog that gradually turned dark purple in front of him.

Ta-ta-ta-ta.

"what sound?"

Wright subconsciously ran his hand across the silver top of the escort wearing the "long sword and hammer" and groped around his waist.

However, the "Jiu Yuan" rifle that he had spent S$200 on and the "Crazy Bear" pistol he had carried earlier were missing.

Instead, there was an empty waist and a faint trace of blood.

He subconsciously approached his nostrils and smelled it. In addition to the smell of blood, there was also an indescribable light taste, a strange sweetness.

Under his surprised eyes, the psychedelic thick fog quickly dissipated with various noisy sounds.

In their place are the glorious ancient buildings that exist in countless memory fragments.

"Action...Move...Action...Move..."

The ethereal girl's voice was like two trumpets hanging in her ears at the same time, and it was impossible to determine the source.

But that voice, like a "tempter" like Yato, made Wright unconsciously walk slowly along the mottled gravel path in the psychedelic world.

There are dilapidated towers that reach into the sky, majestic old stone pillars, dilapidated ancient Crusted dome-style churches, and many old Gothic buildings.

They are grand, majestic, and majestic, but old and lifeless.

Wright's memory fragments reminded him for a moment whether he had traveled to the world before the New Era, the Second Era known as the Human Era.

But then, the dark cliff in front of him and the countless stars floating nearby pulled him back from the mysterious feeling of traveling through the short period.

There was a man who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a layer of white gauze, and a coat of arms engraved with a strange creature on his forehead. Although the overall appearance belonged to the light sect, the python was unconsciously wandering on the rugged ground. The long tail still pulled Wright back from his brief sense of expectation.

"Rare [Order], welcome to the world where extraordinary and magic are intertwined, the world of gods." The girl walked slowly towards Wright, walking on the void and looming stars.

"The world of gods?" Wright murmured, turning around and looking at the perfect "starry sky" realm that had gradually turned into stars and endless darkness.

"Yes. This is my situation. It is also the place where the Lost One guides you. I believe that you, [The Orderer] have many extraordinary questions about this wonderful world. But as a member of the gods, I can only I will answer your part. Near where I am sleeping, you and me." The girl pointed at the two of them with her angel-like white fingers, and continued to explain in a soft and childish voice:

"We all feel the power of the Fire of Divine Punishment. Although it is not the real MB-079, the Class A subclass is enough to destroy half a city. Do you want to know his history?"

"History? All the information is part of what I need to know." Wright nodded, staring at the girl in front of him with a pair of black eyes.

Although he was not thinking of anything extraordinary, if the other party did not belong to the Extraordinary camp, he might think that he was up to no good.

But the girl just coughed twice softly and said softly:

"The real Fire of Heaven's Punishment was born in the middle and late period of the Steam Era. It was created by Kyle, the prime minister of the Eventrai Empire. He concentrated and refined the Urem ore purchased from the ancient Fire Empire to form a powerful bomb, and then Coupled with the magic source power and other extraordinary powers, it finally formed a power of divine punishment that could destroy half a country."

"A nuclear bomb?" Wright blurted out, frowning.

This is exactly the same as the weapon of mass destruction that I heard about in my previous world!

Could it be said that the technological tree of this world is crooked? Unlocked technology beyond the limits of the times in advance?

"I have no way of knowing your noun, but I can detect the similarities between the two things from your emotions." The girl replied, and then he continued to explain softly:

"The Fire of Heaven's Punishment once destroyed half of the vast old Crusted Empire, but the torrent of steel still allowed them to win the war. Since then, MB-079 has fallen into silence. The huge Heartless and the extraordinary Lost Gradually take control of the world. The war between humans and the unintentional people began, and the ancient world fell into an endless abyss."

"You led me...um...to tell me history?" Wright crossed his hands on his chest, looking a little dissatisfied.

"Of course not." The girl smiled bitterly and said: "I want to say that the fire of heaven's punishment has awakened my body. This means that the gods in the Sune Empire where you are located will awaken. What does this mean, I guess you You must know."

"Know? There are some things that I may not know. The Zine Empire, the city of Socra, the sequence of gods, the power of magic, monsters, unintentional people, the lost, as well as the legends and power systems in the wasteland, and the professions you mentioned , can you answer it for me?" Wright took a half-step forward with a hint of anger and said hastily.

"Except for profession, I can answer it now." The girl paused, her eyes glowing with pure and crystal light.

"The legend handed down from the first era summarizes that the eternal world is a terrible dream of the Creator, and the existence of all living things He created. Gods, monsters, and demonic power are the first products of the evolution of His power. Since the Nirvana Beginning with Castor II of the Empire, the world entered the Wasteland Era, and the New Lunar Calendar replaced the steam calendar of the previous world. In 352 of the New Lunar Calendar, Professor Yaruko of the Old Valka University in the Zine Empire published a paper "Extraordinary Fields" "Promotion and Exploration" mentioned the promotion channels in the magical world. Although he was executed by the empire for spreading rumors." The girl explained in a soft voice.

"Professor? Thesis? Promotion? Uh, execution? It seems that things are starting to get weird again." Wright laughed self-deprecatingly.

"The magic world is divided into two categories: extraordinary and old magic. Excluding professions and types of magic source power, there is only one overall promotion channel: the magic source sequence core.

There are seven levels in total, and you can advance to one level by obtaining one sequence core. Human beings are born with wisdom sequence core No. 7. I see you, confused [Order], you are about to be able to access the inspiration sequence core. When you have both of these, you will touch 'pain', which will be the most difficult point before officially touching the extraordinary mysterious realm. "

"What happens next?" Wright is concerned about the future.

"After that? Of course, you will get seven sequence cores one after another, and be promoted to demigods with the approval of the gods. Of course, the promotion of humans requires giving up their lives. And the existence of natural demigods will have the opportunity to obtain the sequence and be promoted to the sequence of gods. Existence. This is an extraordinary realm. As for magic, I believe you have already come into contact with their definitions somewhere between cause and effect. I don’t need to go into details." The girl paused for a moment, then floated her bare feet on the stars for a few steps. , turned around and said:

"But I want to remind you. Although some forces have introduced you into the world of magic and extraordinary, remember not to get lost when exploring. The more contact you have with the extraordinary, the more 'sorrow' you will retain in your mind that you cannot let go of. . They may be the whispers of the devil, or the twists of evil, or the weird remnants of monsters. If time and space exist, you will fall into eternal pain and a situation of no return. And there is a limit to a certain power in your body, as As a substitute for the gods, I have an obligation to remind you.”

"Red. Red magic source power? Please tell me." Wright suddenly felt that his mind was contaminated by something mysterious, and he felt inexplicable trembling. He even started to stutter a little and used honorifics.

"There is only one limit to the use of ordinary magic power, which is the spirit, or 'lank shim'. In the ancient divination language, it is 'lank shim'. The magic power in the body surges through spiritual power. But after the power is exhausted It cannot be used for a short period of time and needs to wait for replenishment." The girl explained, raising her head slightly and staring into Wright's dark eyes.

spirit? Tie a spirit? Wright thought of the blue bar for a moment, and yes, the magician would definitely not be able to use his skills without the blue bar.

"But your power is different. It has two limitations." The girl then said:

"1. Overdraft is prohibited. After the red magic source is exhausted, mental power will be consumed, which is difficult to detect at first. However, after overdraft, the consciousness will become distorted, and the body will become an evil and filthy existence, which is difficult to reverse.

2. Bleeding is strictly prohibited. In the past, humans stipulated that if bleeding contaminates more than 50% of the body, they will be judged as unintentional. This is the origin. It is best not to bleed when the red magic source power is formed, otherwise it will accelerate the process of the first point. Of course, if you feel that your spirit is polluted and you are on the verge of a nightmare, you can recite the prophecy of the goddess of light, and she may guide you to relieve it. "

"So scary? Yatuo also forced me to open it repeatedly? He has no good intentions, he wants to murder me!" Wright said in horror.

"Not necessarily. Human beings in the wasteland world are always weak existences, and your fate will not be determined by you. My true body, the god, told me a riddle: Looking back, the silent scarlet descends on the primitive desire, human beings cannot Driven by fate, but humans can drive fate." The girl comforted Wright.

"Babbering?" A word suddenly appeared in Wright's mind.

"More than that," the girl responded patiently:

"If your above statement is a drawback of your power, then the advantage of your power will allow you to surpass all human limits. As long as you are properly guided, you can use it to channel, divination, fight, communicate, and annihilate you Want to annihilate all existence, talk to the dead and the gods. In order to save the humans in the wasteland you long to save, control everything you long to control, and finally contact the gods to become a demigod, or even a god!"

The girl's voice gradually became dull, and her body floated among the empty stars, like a puppet on strings.

"Awaken! Use! Control! You are the only one, you are eternity, you are the holder jointly chosen by the gods and the Creator. You will be the controller of the wasteland world in the future. And I, the 'Daughter of Mechanical Element' The true body will be waiting for your arrival in the silent highlands after awakening."

As the girl moaned like a beast, several strange cracks appeared from the middle of her fair skin.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of mechanical gears suddenly came from his body, and his fair skin began to peel off in large chunks, revealing a coat of arms engraved with gears and various mechanical parts filled with dirt.

Seeing such a strange scene, Wright wanted to struggle and shout something, but his throat seemed to be tightly held by giant hands and he could not make any sound.

Until the girl's skin and gauze were swallowed up by the strange purple flames, turning into a mass of mechanically crafted objects.

Then, the group of machines gradually turned into the huge bronze pocket watch familiar from the previous dream, but the slight difference was that through the smooth glass surface, the internal minute hand quietly moved a short distance, and the time now pointed to 11 o'clock. 50 points.

Immediately afterwards, with a burst of ancient melodious singing and the faint sound of piano playing, the "stars" intertwined with darkness and light around Wright quickly collapsed inward, turning into a pitch-black existence.

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"Light! Wright! Quick! Doctor, Wright is awake."

In his ears came Brett's thick and anxious shouts, as well as the chaotic and rapid footsteps.