Chapter 172 Brother Attas

"It actually works!"

Su Heng was shocked.

Immediately, he ran his spiritual energy according to the trajectory on the Phantom.

Countless small lines slowly appeared on the tall and cold body of the fourth template. Spiritual energy was criss-crossed in these lines and covered with bright colors.

soon.

A figure identical to the fourth template walked out.

"Is this the technology of humanity in the Golden Age?"

Among the fourth template.

Su Heng's pupils shrank slightly, quite surprised.

The phantom created by "Phantom" is not a simple imitation of only three-dimensional images, but a comprehensive display of sounds, tastes, vibrations, etc.

From the phantom in front of him, he could hear the humming vibration of the power engine running.

When walking on the road, the loud sound of steel colliding with the floor was also fully revealed.

this method.

In Su Heng's eyes, it was simply unbelievable. He couldn't even understand the principle or guess what it was.

But humans in the Golden Age did just that.

and…

Emperor's Titan], Yoko's Cannon], Singularity Furnace]!

Just by looking at the name, you can tell that these are slowly black technology equipments. Not surprisingly, humans in the Golden Age can also produce them.

Think about it now.

He indeed underestimated the people of that era.

The phantom produced by the Phantom Clothing can be completely fake without being touched.

"However, in the golden age, the warriors at that time should not be able to equip multiple colonial equipment at the same time." Su Heng guessed, "This should be the inherent talent of the fourth template."

Since it is possible to equip the second colonial equipment at the same time, it stands to reason that it should be no problem to continue equipping the third and fourth colonial equipment.

In the end, he chose the Rock Colonial Equipment as his third piece of equipment.

In his original plan.

Volt, which strengthens the remote output method, has a higher priority than Rock, which strengthens defense.

An inch short, an inch dangerous.

This principle is also very suitable now.

It's a pity that the materials needed for Volt's breeding equipment are insufficient, so we have to give up.

In addition to the colonial equipment, the prism grenade was also in Su Heng's plan, but it could not be produced for the same reason.

After choosing the equipment you want.

Next.

The loud snapping sound of steel original parts colliding with each other, the sizzling sound of psychic energy flashing like electricity, and the roar of the power engine running at full speed echoed in the iron-cast hall at the same time. The whole building was buzzing under Su Heng's feet. Tremor.

The cold light of the red moon spilled from the broken window and flowed on the surface of the rigid body.

Three different colonial uniforms were perfectly integrated into the body of the fourth template, and the power arm armor was installed on the left arm by Su Heng.

At this moment.

The height of the fourth template has exceeded two and a half meters. Its main body is still black, but its surface is covered with lavender spiritual patterns.

On the head, there is a sharp prism horn, and due to the fusion of the rock armor, his limbs have become thicker, and the surface is covered with a layer of dark golden armor, with terrifying spiritual energy criss-crossing in it. It was as thick as the mountains and the earth. Su Heng could feel the mountain-like power coming from this body just by looking at his reflection from the dim base.

This is the ultimate war weapon born from countless wise men of an era, a race, and so on.

Now.

He awakened in Su Heng's hands and longed to drink blood.

"I will satisfy you."

Su Heng gently comforted the restless soul in the body. With the growth of spiritual power, the fourth template's will was also recovering rapidly. It won't be long before he can come to this world intact.

Under Su Heng's comfort, the fourth template's will gradually calmed down.

Conveys the emotion of intimacy and curiosity.

The fourth template's will was born incomplete, and it was born after absorbing part of Su Heng's spirituality. He had an innate affection for Su Heng.

On the base, the last piece of equipment is the aerodynamic backpack.

This plug-in module can provide a certain degree of flight capability to the drone. From the appearance, the entire aerodynamic backpack looks like a cute version of an airplane. The head is round, the body is chubby, and the bulges on the left and right sides carry two slowly rotating turbines.

The aerodynamic backpack has its own hydrogen energy and can fly for about five hours at a maximum speed of 300 kilometers per hour.

Install it and tighten it!

Start the power backpack, amidst the roar of the turbine.

The tall body of the fourth template slowly lifted off the ground, and the broken glass on the ground shook in the strong wind.

call!

Su Heng's thoughts moved slightly.

The aerodynamic backpack was running at full speed, and two substantial white airflow ribbons were formed behind the black turbine. In the roaring hurricane, the fourth template's body penetrated into the clouds and disappeared!

…

After about twenty minutes of flight.

An island appeared in front of Su Heng's eyes. The area of ​​the island was not large. In the middle of the island, there should have been a raised mountain peak.

but now.

This mountain peak was completely flattened from the middle.

On this bare platform, a magnificent palace appeared out of thin air under the thick clouds.

“What a spectacle!”

Su Heng landed in the palace courtyard.

On both sides are huge pillars carved with broken-winged angels. The upper part of the pillar has collapsed and fallen into the overgrown weeds. The broken part is stained with black smoke marks.

The war once affected this place, but fortunately, the entire palace is still relatively intact.

Su Heng opened the map.

The entire palace's architectural structure had already appeared in front of him.

“Temple of Karibos…”

Before arriving at the temple, Su Heng did not act rashly, but rummaged through the information copied from the Void Tensions.

The information is not complete, but fortunately the key points have been preserved.

"This is a church and a place where Athas monks rest, train, pray, and hone their war skills."

in the recording of data.

Brother Athas is an iron warrior who voluntarily accepted transformation and gave up his human flesh and blood.

Every Athas monk possesses terrifying psychic powers. They are integrated with the armor, immortal, and possess great power that is almost like gods.

They are the Angels of Death, embodiments of the ultimate power of the Golden Age.

Each Athasian monk can easily destroy an army without any support, and four or five Athasian monks can overthrow the political power of a small country.

If nothing else happens, there should be some Attas monks waiting for him to wake up in the temple in front of him.

Close data.

Su Heng raised his head, and the church in front of him was shrouded in dark clouds, with sharp thorns slanting out. The broken glass dome was scattered on the marble square, and the long-abandoned fountain was smeared with thick blood.

The bloodstains were still fresh, and the unique stench of the siren wafted over it.

No need to think.

This abandoned church, a sacred place, has long been defiled by evil aliens, and may even have become a nest for incubating aliens.

Su Heng took off his aerodynamic backpack and placed it in a hidden corner of the garden.

The narrow space is not suitable for the use of aerodynamic backpacks. On the contrary, if the backpack is damaged, it will be troublesome to return to the island where the Lost City is located.

He strode forward and came to the broken glass window coffin outside the hall on the first floor of the church.

The sharp glass creaked under his feet, but Su Heng didn't notice it at all.

He climbed over the window sill, but his heavy body revealed a kind of peace-keeping lightness. The whole process was smooth and smooth, making very little noise.

In the middle of the church hall is a tall angel sculpture.

The angel held a sword in one hand and a scale in the other. Two broad wings extended nearly twenty meters from his back, covered with dust.

There is a wide corridor behind the angel and on both sides.

The corridor was shrouded in darkness, with no end in sight.

Boom!

Before Su Heng could open the map, he could tell his current direction.

In the dark hall, a dull sound suddenly came...that weird sound, like an elephant walking on the wooden floor.

The ancient buildings creaked and groaned heavily under the monster's feet.

The moment I heard this sound.

Su Heng's vigilance had been raised to the highest level. The spike rifle was held in his arms, and hot steam was emitting from the power arm armor on his left arm.

Boom!

The footsteps in the darkness disappeared.

Time passed bit by bit, and Su Heng was as motionless as a sculpture.

Just when his vigilance slowly relaxed.

Boom!

Suddenly a loud noise came from the wall on the left.

It was like a black firework exploding.

Countless broken wooden blocks and rotten brick walls exploded like shotgun bullets.

What's even scarier is.

Behind this wall, a fat monster with a body covered with black fat, a belly as big as a pregnant woman, and a catfish-like mouth opened wide.

This is a sea monster, and its plump facial features are very similar to humans.

In that moment.

The red moonlight fell from the window, and Su Heng could even see the deformed and twisted smile on the monster's face.

It succeeded.

Unfortunately, everything is illusion.

Boom!

The monster's body was more than three meters long, leaping high into the sky and pressing towards the position where Su Heng was just now like a huge mountain of flesh.

His claws were sharp and thick, and the hard steel and concrete were like fragile tofu blocks in his hands.

It was torn apart easily, digging out huge claw marks.

One can imagine.

If you were really pressed head-on by this monster, even your hard steel body would definitely be severely damaged.

However…

The moment the monster comes into contact with the fourth template.

The tall colonial uniform with mysterious purple lines flowing on its body suddenly became illusory, turned into twisted black and white stripes, and disappeared out of thin air.

The catfish siren pounced.

He was so huge that when he hit the ground, the whole building buzzed and vibrated.

Outside the church, a few long-dried leaves on the decaying old trees also fell lightly amidst the vibration.

"madness!"

Su Heng turned over and entered.

Pulling the trigger, a storm of spiked bullets roared into the monster's body.

The design of this bullet is so cruel, with irregular ring-shaped protrusions all over it. Each bullet is like a small meat grinder. It will not stop until it tears a huge bloody hole in the monster's body.

More than ten rounds of bullets have hit the Kraken's broad and fat back, but he is still struggling.

He even gradually stood up, his mouth filled with green mucus.

"Bang!"

Su Heng stepped lightly.

During this process, the armor on his ankles suddenly expanded and squeezed, with khaki lines crisscrossing it, shining with spiritual light.

He obviously didn't exert much force, but when the mechanical ankle came into contact with the ground.

The old floor was torn apart under the huge twisting force, shaking like water waves, and the powerful force also acted on the Catfish Siren along with the shock wave.

As soon as his huge body climbed up, he staggered under the sudden force and fell forward.

"Roar!"

Although this sea monster is extremely ugly, it has considerable wisdom.

It fell to the ground, as if it had a premonition of danger coming, and while waving its limbs and roaring, it threw the disgusting and viscous liquid everywhere.

"Destroy the monsters in the cave and kill all the aliens!"

Seeing this disgusting scene in front of me, I don't know why.

A strong anger appeared in Su Heng's consciousness. This anger was as unstoppable as a volcano filled with flames about to erupt.

Only killing!

Only blood!

Only by driving out all the aliens from this land can peace be restored!

"die!"

The blazing spiritual energy burned like a flame on the fourth template. It rushed forward, and the arm equipped with the power gauntlet suddenly became thicker.

The engine roared, and a large amount of gas was pumped into the arm.

laugh!

The steel was dyed dark red by the high temperature, and the hot air jetted out, making a sharp whistle like a train.

next moment--

Boom! ! !

The red-hot gauntlets distorted the air and hit the Catfish Siren hard on the head.

Poof!

The sound was like a rotten watermelon being smashed to the ground. The chaotic church suddenly became quiet, and a fountain of blood gushed out. Before it fell on Su Heng, it was already covered by the burning hot energy on the fourth template. The temperature evaporates into red mist.

"call!"

Su Heng panted and took a rest.

The hot and restless spiritual energy gradually calmed down.

With the help of the "Reaper" talent, the fourth template's spiritual power increased rapidly, and it was almost close to ten points at this moment.

And even after obtaining the bonus of the surge talent, the fourth template's ultimate spiritual power is only twenty points under the premise of the first spiritual power level.

Open your eyes.

Two dark red rays of light flowed past his eyes like water waves.

The soul of the Catfish Siren has been turned into fuel and became part of the fourth template's psychic energy.

Su Heng moved forward quickly.

The target was the corridor where the footsteps came from. The crystal lamp above his head was turned on, and the bright and integrated white light rippled like water waves.

The walls on both sides of the corridor were pitted and there were traces of undried blood on the ground.

The corpse of a runner siren appeared not far ahead. Its body seemed to have been hit head-on by a locomotive. It was crushed into pieces under the huge force, and blood from its internal organs was sprayed everywhere, covering the entire corridor. A blaze of scarlet.

Su Heng walked deeper into the corridor and found many more similar corpses one after another.

Not surprisingly.

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Like all kinds of intelligent creatures, the types of sirens are quite complex and they will fight each other.

Although the catfish sea monster was disgusting, it was still a good thing. It cleaned up the remaining sea monsters in the temple, which saved Su Heng a lot of trouble.

The corridor seemed to lead to an abyss, with no end.

The further down you go.

The distance between the walls on both sides becomes narrower and the temperature becomes lower. There is even some fine white frost on the surface of the fourth template.

When passing a corner, Su Heng keenly noticed that a line of complicated and beautiful fonts emitted a faint white light under the light.

It was impossible for Su Heng to recognize the prayers of the Golden Age.

Fortunately, the fourth template comes with a translation device, so there is no need to bother my cousin for translation.

There is no truth in flesh and blood, only rebellion;

Flesh has no strength, only fragility;

There is no permanence in flesh and blood, only decay;

There is no true faith in flesh and blood, only death!

Su Heng stayed in front of this string of prayers for a long time, his eyes dim and his spiritual energy burning silently.

There is nothing unusual in the prayers, which is in line with the culture of the Athas monks, but what is strange is that on this string of prayers, there are two thick sword marks crisscrossing each other, one finger deep.

Such traces are definitely not the work of aliens, so who cut off and tore apart the Legion's prayers in anger?

Su Heng continued to move forward with doubts in his heart.

Not long after passing this corner, he finally reached the end of the righteous corridor. A black portal more than three meters high, covered with iron thorns, appeared in front of Su Heng.

He moved forward, not yet reaching out.

The door opened automatically with a rumble, and cold white air spurted out from the closed room.