Man is in the moon, the dead apostle starts

[As expected of the owner of the Linglong Museum, it really is not so easy to sneak in. 】

Renhe Cangjie shuttled through the alley with a gloomy expression, almost blending into the surrounding darkness under the cover of the cloak behind him.But no matter how he disguised himself, the two guards behind him could always tell where he was.

The uniform female faces and equipment prove the identities of these pursuers—artificial life forms, that is, artificial people in the popular sense.This kind of high-level alchemy technique Niga Sosuke has only seen vague introductions in the magic books collected by his family.

The heavy long-handled battle axes are as light as feathers in the hands of these artificial life forms. The silver ax blades flow with the cold moonlight, and you can faintly see the magic aura emanating from the magic-breaking runes. The armor can ignore double-bar magic attacks, and its muscle strength is even stronger like a monster, equivalent to several adults.For the original Niga Sosuke, it was a powerful enemy that was completely irresistible.

——Of course it was only for him back then.

While chasing and fleeing, they had come to a place relatively far away from Linglong's house. Facing the fork in front of them, Renhe Sosuke rushed to the one on the right.

The two celebrity artificial life forms behind them chased after him without hesitation. The moment they passed the corner, a figure rushed out from the blind spot of the corner and bumped straight into it.

Facing the sudden attack, the artificial lifeform didn't have the slightest wave of emotion on its face or heart, it just raised the battle ax high, and then chopped it down without hesitation.

The blade of the ax cut across a beautiful arc, just like a new moon in the sky, and fell on the concrete floor, splashing gravel, leaving deep cut marks.

At this distance, her attack actually landed in the air, without giving her time to react, the armor on her abdomen was torn apart, and the body was severely injured in an instant.

This was just the beginning, and then a torrential attack landed on her body, her limbs and neck were violently torn off, leaving only fragments all over the ground.

Niga Sosuke stood in the pool of blood and debris, licking his blood-stained claws, a trace of tyranny and excitement flashed in his red eyes, and he was intoxicated by the continuous power emerging from his body, whether it was Steel or magic, they are all torn apart by these sharp claws.

He looked at another artificial life form, showing a ferocious and distorted smile, with his slender tongue drooping outside, corrosive saliva dripping on the ground, leaving shallow white pits, exuding a pungent smell.

Facing the attack of another artificial life form, Niga Sosuke stretched out his claws, and slapped the ax blade heavily.Not only was the pitch-black scale-shaped horny body unscathed after colliding with the steel, it also left a gap the size of a grain of rice on the ax blade.

Under this huge force, the artificial life body staggered back two steps, lost feeling in its arm, and could hardly hold the long-handled battle ax in its hand.Before she recovered, the sharp claws passed through her chest wrapped in the howling wind, held her heart in her hand, and crushed it fiercely.

"Hahaha--"

Renhe Cansuke pulled out his arm, and watched the artificial life body that had lost its life breath limply fall to the ground, the smile on his face became more and more wanton, and he wanted to go back to Linglong Pavilion to kill.

Of course, the only rationality left told him that this was impossible.

"what--!!!"

Screams cut through the quiet night. A drunken middle-aged man saw the bloody scene in front of him. His drunkenness had already flowed out of his body along with cold sweat, and a large piece of his pants was wet. The air was disgustingly dense. The bloody smell made him incontinent.

"Don't kill me, I didn't see anything..."

He knelt on the ground trembling and kept kowtowing.

"Tsk..."

Renhe Sosuke smacked his lips in displeasure, and was about to deal with him casually, when suddenly he smelled some kind of fragrant breath from the middle-aged man in front of him, the source was from his scratched forehead, bright red The blood oozed out, carrying an unparalleled allure.

He couldn't help licking his lips, and the desire for blood surged up wave after wave, almost overwhelming his reason.Different from the disgusting alchemy blood in the artificial life body, these blood with fresh vitality has an unparalleled attraction to him as a Dead Apostle.

Ignoring the man's begging for mercy, Niga Sosuke stretched out his claws, grabbed his head, and then pulled hard.

Bathed in the rain of blood, he seemed to feel that he was in heaven, and the refreshing pleasure made him moan.

.........

.........

In the sink connected by brass pipes, the slender young girl's body is suspended in it, and the tall and thin young man stands beside the sink, adjusting the injection of the alchemy solution from time to time.With the passage of time, the girl's bluish-white icy body gradually became tinged with blood, and her stiff body also became soft.

dong dong dong-

A slow and powerful heartbeat sounded, the girl's body trembled slightly, and then she opened her eyes, revealing empty red eyes.

Carefully injecting the set virtual soul into the girl's body, she saw that the godless eyes were shining with bits and pieces of brilliance, and then fell silent again, returning to the same empty eyes as her sisters.

It's just that compared with other mass-produced androids, this android took a lot of effort from the caster, and also consumed a lot of precious magic materials, so that she could even compete with assassins in terms of performance.

After putting on the equipment, the girl-shaped android left the magic workshop to complete the task set in the soul.

"Worthy of Paracelsus, such technology is really breathtaking."

The sound of admiration suddenly sounded in the silent magic workshop. Hearing this familiar voice, the tall and thin young man bowed slightly,

"You are overrated, Mikael-sama."

"Are you doubting my vision?"

Dots of light filled the air, and then outlined the figure of the young man. Mikael appeared in front of the caster Paracelsus, but the enemies on the surface had an unknown close relationship in the dark. .

"I dare not, it is my honor to be praised by Lord Mikael."

The tall, thin and handsome young man still maintains a respectful posture, just like a loyal servant.

"How's the plan?"

"The implantation of virtual memory was successful, but..."

"Just what?"

"I have a question in my mind, I hope Lord Mikael will not blame me for passing."

"Oh~~?"

Mikael's voice rose slightly, "Do you have any questions?"

"It's about the artificial human just now. Even if it's a special type, it can't compete with the heroic spirit. And I don't really understand the purpose of those virtual memories."

"These are two questions."

"Feel sorry."

"just kidding."

Mikael sat on the chair and looked at the magic workshop of Paracelsus with great interest. Some of the magic catalysts displayed in it were only recorded in the ancient books, which have long since disappeared in modern times. There are also various magic circles and magic formulas scrawled on it.

"I can't give you the answer yet, these questions will take time to give you an answer."

"Time..."

Hearing Mikael's words, Paracelsus showed a thoughtful look on his face.