Boom—
A massive explosion erupted, instantly blowing the entire container's lid away in the blast.
Countless solutions vaporized into billowing pale currents amidst the explosion, and within those pale streams, a humanoid chanical body slowly erged.
His entire form was covered in chanical bones, devoid of any flesh, with crimson electric currents resembling blood vessels flowing all over him.
The Heart-Devouring Demon erged hoarsely.
This was his Body No. 1.
It was also his strongest combat body, aside from the God Hunter Puppet.
The energy loss prevented the fold-jump device from activating normally, leaving this body behind in this base.
And this beca his final trump card.
"I rember you all, and I won't let you off either, but not now. When I return in the future, you will all die by my hand!"
His voice was hoarse, his chanical hand clenching with a series of clicks.
He didn't linger for a mont.
Whirling around abruptly, his precise chanical body erupted with overwhelmingly powerful force.
Controlling the chanical body, he leaped up, smashing through the hard steel structure above, and instantly reached the underground higher levels.
"Base self-destruct countdown—4 minutes and 5 seconds!"
He didn't bother going after Lynn again.
Instead, he imdiately raced along the corridor, swiftly heading towards a secret passage leading outside the base.
Because even if he restarted the energy supply hub now, it would be difficult to complete the fold-jump before the base self-destructed. The only escape thod left was through physical ans.
And as the current President of the Demonkin Association.
It was impossible for him not to have left himself a way out.
Boom boom boom boom boom—
The precise chanical body smashed through wall after wall unstoppably, making him like a rampaging giant hand, advancing relentlessly.
But just as he burst through a wall and entered a long corridor.
A mocking and familiar voice suddenly reached his ears.
"Just as I expected, you have a new body. I thought, how could the President of the Demonkin Association be taken down so easily?"
It's that human?!
The Heart-Devouring Demon almost instantly recognized Lynn's voice.
That tenacious devil!
Imnse fury made the Heart-Devouring Demon whirl around, imdiately launching an even fiercer psychic blast towards the direction of the voice.
Hum—
The ergency lights in the corridor burst one after another amidst the rolling psychic shockwaves.
"Get out here!!"
The Heart-Devouring Demon, enraged beyond reason, continuously launched psychic bombardnts in all directions.
His powerful psychic energy even twisted and shattered the hard steel walls directly.
And in the next mont.
A massive head instantly smashed through the wall in front of him, like a heavy-duty truck, crashing directly into him and sending him flying dozens of ters.
Boom—
A loud crash.
The Heart-Devouring Demon's steel body slamd heavily against the wall.
But he stood up as if completely unhard, the red light in his eyes flashing with a sinister glow.
His gaze imdiately locked onto the appearing Little One.
"As you wish, and then?"
Lynn's slightly amused voice sounded from Little One's mouth.
The Heart-Devouring Demon didn't hesitate at all, imdiately roaring as he launched another, larger-scale psychic blast towards Lynn, who was hiding inside that head's mouth.
Hum—
The huge psychic impact landed on Little One, but it only caused negligible ripples in Little One's consciousness before quickly dissipating.
The Heart-Devouring Demon was greatly shocked, retreating repeatedly.
"You... you..."
Inside Little One's mouth, Lynn sat cross-legged, arms folded, eyes closed, and said:
"You shouldn't be able to affect a root creature, right? No matter how strong your psychic power is, it can't be stronger than a root creature's, can it? So that's why you didn't dare use psychic blasts on Little One—because you knew it would be useless."
Lynn slowly opened the Evil Spirit Vertical Eye on his cheek, rubbing his temple.
"So you only dare to bully ."
[Heavy chanical God · Type 71 Modification]
[Type]: Heavy chanical Construct
[Alignnt]: None
[Level]: ???
[Combat Ability]: Comparable to a Monarch-level heavy armor of root origin.
[Introduction]: The highest-tier chanical construct created by the Demonkin Association, a war weapon purely composed of chanics, distinct from the God Hunter Puppet. The discovery of Colossus technology caused the initially upheld "chanical Ascension" philosophy of the Demonkin Association to waver, leading to the "Heavy chanical God" project being shelved. However, the Heart-Devouring Demon secretly continued modifying this chanical body. After successfully integrating Colossus technology, it beca one of his most powerful bodies...
Lynn's Evil Spirit Vertical Eye peered deeply at the Heart-Devouring Demon through Little One.
The Heart-Devouring Demon emitted a series of hoarse chanical synthesized sounds, saying:
"Indeed a shrewd human, actually thinking of this thod to evade my psychic blast. You've truly made see you in a new light. But I still don't understand, why must you annihilate us completely?!"
Lynn smiled, arms still folded, speaking across the distance:
"Annihilate completely? Don't you think saying that is too shaless?"
"When you sent Flesh Puppets to Wandering Souls Alley to try and kill , why didn't you say that? When you sent Hunters for a second cleanup, I didn't see you wanting to reason with ."
"Oh! Right, I was just an incidental creature that could be disposed of casually. Your goal was to kill my teacher, and my Little Treasure at ho."
"You probably never imagined that the one standing before you in the end would be a re apprentice from that potion shop, right?"
Lynn grinned, revealing a row of white, sinister teeth.
The Heart-Devouring Demon's eyes flashed wildly.
The countdown was already down to the final two minutes.
There wasn't enough ti!
No!
No matter what, he must escape from here;
absolutely cannot waste any more ti with this guy.
Hum—
He suddenly turned, gritting his teeth, charging towards the end of the corridor at an unimaginable speed.
"Little One!" Lynn narrowed his eyes. "Ti to eat."
Not giving him any chance.
Little One instantly wriggled her tentacles angrily, rushing towards the Heart-Devouring Demon at an even faster speed.
Boom—
A loud crash.
The Heart-Devouring Demon's body was directly crushed heavily by Little One, sent tumbling dozens of ters.
"Dare bully—my—doctor—Little One—beat you to death—"
Smack—
A massive tentacle slamd heavily onto the Heart-Devouring Demon's body, sparks flying everywhere.
Little One instantly launched a fierce assault, countless tentacles firing like machine gun bullets at the Heart-Devouring Demon's chanical body.
The Heart-Devouring Demon roared wildly as he stood up, retreating abruptly. Two high-temperature long blades extended from his arms with a series of clicks.
Clang—
The twin blades clashed with Little One's hardened tentacles, exploding with countless sparks.
For a mont, the lights in the entire corridor flickered, the clanging impacts echoing throughout.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
The Heart-Devouring Demon's roars grew increasingly savage.
But he had no way to break free from Little One's onslaught.
And the piercing self-destruct alarm grew more and more intense;
the entire base could be destroyed at any mont.
anwhile, inside Little One's mouth.
Lynn narrowed his eyes, slowly reaching out a hand, his gaze falling on the Heart-Devouring Demon through the gaps in Little One's teeth.
So. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novel{f}ire
Are you truly a chanical construct...
Or just a hollow shell?
Since it's consciousness transfer, you should still be inside this shell, probably hiding so filthy flesh...
Right?
[Ding! You are using the active effect of Random Diagnosis Technique. Do you wish to activate it imdiately?]
"Of course," Lynn said, narrowing his eyes.
"My lovely patient."
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