Part 2 The Faceless Man Chapter 233 – The Fighting Style of the “Mechanical Heart”

　　In an instant, Klein switched to the “Fool” state of looking down on everything, inscrutable, and gently nodded his head:

　　”Not bad.”

　　The river in front of him rushed, and the white words wriggled and changed, taking shape again:

　　”The following is the quest recorded by your faithful servant, Arodes, and you may choose to speed up or skip certain scenes at any time.”

　　The sentence froze for two seconds before the scene drew steeply closer, and Klein was at Ikonser Bernard’s side in a flash, but no one had noticed him.

　　He looked around him, only to realize that the vicinity was full of living people and living scenery, without any semblance of falsehood, making it unusually immersive.

　　It can also speed up or skip certain scenes …… Aroldus The body of this mirror is actually a virtual reality type home theater, right …… Klein couldn t help but spit out a sentence.

　　He once again examined the members of the “Mechanical Heart” and found that the leader was an old man wearing a white priest’s robe and a clergyman’s fedora, with an unusually kind face and a calm and gentle expression.

　　”His Excellency the Archbishop, everyone is ready.” Ikonser approached that old man and said with a salute.

　　Archbishop …… This is the Archbishop of the Steam and Mechanical Church’s Bakerland Diocese, the half god, half man Horamik Hayden? The Mechanical Heart was indeed prudent and not careless ……

　　Maybe they also carry a level 1 seal and have done divination in advance, after all, they have the “Secret Spy” pathway, fortunately, I’m basically sure that Gray Mist’s anti-divination or interfering with the divination ability is like the “Blasphemy cards”, so that the results of the most normal and most natural and least suspicious side, otherwise it may reveal something ……

　　However, there is a certain probability that the scene of my meeting with Ms. Sharon will be reproduced, because it is not harmful to myself, depending on whether or not the instincts of the Spirit of Grievance in interfering with divination can influence the attempts of the Mechanical Mind. The “Mechanical Heart” is probably relying on Aroldus, judging from its behavior just now and before, it is not impossible for it to make a mosaic to please me …… Klein thought in a dazed manner.

　　At that moment, Horamik Hayden drew a triangular holy emblem on his chest:

　　”Begin to move, and God will bless us.”

　　Nearly a dozen Extraordinary Ones descended one by one, with Klein following close behind, not fast-forwarding at all.

　　He had always been curious about the fighting style of the lower and middle sequences of the “Mechanical Heart”, and intended to take this opportunity to see it.

　　In addition, he was also very concerned about what the demigods and half-humans were like when they really fought, and what secrets were hidden inside the Amon family’s mausoleum.

　　Black marble polished into the staircase after one or two thousand years of time, still maintain enough hardness, not a little sign of corrosion, “mechanical heart” members along it, all the way to the ground, saw a very Quaternary period characteristics of asymmetric stone pillars and knife and axe chopping-like pattern.

　　The pillars were on either side of a wide road, and in front of them was a huge, heavy, dark gray stone door that opened in opposite directions.

　　The door was cracked enough to allow two people to enter and exit side by side, and the inside of the door was deep.

　　The members of “Mechanical Heart” did not rush to enter, carrying a horse lamp with good lighting effect, they carefully searched the outer area, but did not find any valuable items.

　　”According to the predetermined plan, the first group will do the initial cleanup.” Ikonser sought the Archbishop’s approval and pressed the hat on top of his head, pressing his fluffy hairstyle back down.

　　Cleanup? Just next to him, Klein chewed up the word.

　　In the midst of his puzzlement, the two most robust and lanky male members of Mechanical Heart each lowered the black boxes on their backs and opened them up.

　　Inside the long box, one was a sturdy and heavy iron black barrel-shaped item, on which was inscribed with dense and weird patterns, and the other was a complicated and exquisite peculiar gun, with light golden bullet chain inserted into it.

　　One of the two members of the team shouldered the barrel-shaped object and walked with heavy feet to the open stone door.

　　The other member of Mechanical Heart picked up the strange gun, hung up the bullet chain, and followed behind, a little slower by two steps.

　　As they looked at each other, the barrel-shaped object carried by the former quickly glowed, outlining noisy and fiery marks and patterns.

　　Boom!

　　A golden fireball like a miniature sun flew out from the “cannon tube” and flew into the darkness and gloom.

　　Rumble!

　　The earth trembled slightly, and fierce light emerged from the gap.

　　The Mechanical Heart member holding the barrel of the cannon visibly sank, and his feet trembled.

　　Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

　　He used that extraordinary weapon again and again, making the golden “cannonballs” shoot to different locations one after another, causing the tomb to shake but no dust to fall.

　　As he calmed down a bit, the team member with the strange gun took two steps forward and pulled the trigger:

　　Da-da-da-da-da!

　　Machine-gun-like sounds rang out as one pale golden bullet after another flew out, purging the depths of darkness of danger.

　　Isn …… t this the artillery wash effect I always wanted? And the use of purification bullets, exorcism cannonballs and other transcendent consumables …… is so extravagant! This is the “mechanical heart” fighting style? Klein’s eyes stared roundly and his mouth slightly opened.

　　After a burst of bombardment, Ikonser raised his voice in the buzzing echo:

　　”Group two do the follow-up cleanup.”

　　And …… Klein felt himself go a little numb.

　　The second group, again two players, used scrolls made of different leathers.

　　They recited the incantation in a short manner, energized the scrolls, and threw them inside.

　　The building behind the stone door was suddenly enveloped in a soft, pure light, and drops of light golden divine rain fell with a clatter, “cleansing” everything within its boundaries.

　　Klein looked at this scene blankly, and suddenly felt a bit ridiculous:

　　Wait, aren’t you guys here for archaeology? Aren’t you professional “archaeologists”? If you clean up in this way, aren’t you afraid that the tomb will collapse?

　　While his thoughts were flickering, the second group finished cleaning up and called out to Iconser:

　　”Deacon, as expected, the structure has not been damaged.”

　　They were clearly prepared.

　　”Good, continue forward.” Iconcer gave the order.

　　Klein walked in the center, through the stone door, only to see a mass of stains and debris on the ground, making it impossible to identify what kind of monsters were once active here, nor could one guess what the organs that were once pre-designed for this place were for.

　　Such a few waves of “ground washing” down, as long as there is no avoidance in advance, the extraordinary person below the high sequence can not carry ah …… Klein once again deeply comprehended what is called the aesthetics of violence, what is called simple and rough and unreasonable.

　　In the next process, the scene just now repeatedly presented, the “mechanical heart” of the team members smoothly close, explored one area after another, and occasionally harvested some extraordinary characteristics began to gather.

　　”There are no murals ……,” said the Archbishop of the Church of Steam and Machinery, Horamick Hayden, as he saw the main crypt in sight, but he stopped, wondering to himself.

　　Klein, who counted himself as a half-historian, had the same puzzlement.

　　Normally, the grave of a member of the nobility contained more or less things that indicated his or her status and honor during his or her lifetime.

　　And when the grave turned into a mausoleum, or even a mausoleum, with a large enough space, it was common to use murals to tell the life of the owner, and this was not uncommon, or even the most common means, in even older and more obscurantist eras-humans first learned to draw, not write.

　　Therefore, it was indeed a bit odd that there were no similar frescoes within the mausoleum of a great noble of the Quaternary Era.

　　Hearing the archbishop’s question, Ikonser immediately instructed his team to spread out in groups of two and search the neighborhood for the appropriate traces.

　　Watching all this, Klein couldn’t help but want to “fast-forward” a bit, wanting to see the results directly.

　　At that moment, he realized that the two members of the Mechanical Mind in the left corner had suddenly become three!

　　One of them looks exactly the same as Ikonser Bernard, hair fluffy to the top of the high hat.

　　This …… Klein was first stunned, then had a guess.

　　As soon as the thought occurred to him, Iconser approached the nearest member of the team.

　　”Any luck?” He cleared his throat and lowered his voice.

　　The team member turned warily and relaxed when he saw it was Deacon Iconser.

　　”No ……” Before he could say anything, the “Iconser” in front of him suddenly turned into a human skin and covered his body.

　　The pale human skin wrapped tightly around him, and his face began to outline the contours of his features, and during this process, there was no unnecessary sound, and no movement was triggered.

　　In a flash, a ray of light came out from underneath the human skin, like the light of the rising sun!

　　The human skin immediately became translucent, and flew up in the air like it was being burned.

　　A black whip then came and struck its body, slowing down its movements.

　　In such a battle, slowness was the “original sin”, and one extraordinary weapon, one burning scroll, and one light gold bullet came one after another, drowning the human skin.

　　After the brilliant light, countless ashes fell.

　　They all shimmered, and slowly and “vigorously” began to come together.

　　Sure enough, it’s the “human skin shadow”…… Klein turned his gaze to the member of the “Mechanical Heart” who had just been attacked.

　　The man tugged at his collar and pulled out a talisman with many symbols and magical signs related to the sun.

　　”It’s a good thing the Archbishop made us wear these!” He exclaimed heartily as he carried his horse’s lamp.

　　It was only then that Klein realized that his lapel pin had a suggestion of darkness and tranquility, his signet ring carried the mania of a storm, and his belt gave a substantial sense of power ……

　　Not all of them were magical items, most of them belonged to the category of talismanic jewelry and extraordinary weapons, the effects of which wore off quickly, but they were all worth a lot of money! If you’re not an “artisan” or a wealthy extraordinary, you won’t be able to get this much. …… Is this the style of the “Mechanical Heart” battle? Burning money …… Klein suddenly had a feeling of being struck, stayed for a long time before recovering.

　　At this time, the characteristics of the human skin shadow has been gathered and molded, it is like a large diamond, there are countless sections reflecting the light, and each face is reflected in a different face.

　　Those faces were so dense and layered that it was dizzying.

　　I was so close to it …… Klein burst with joy.

　　”Mechanical Heart” processed the harvest and continued to look for the mural, but found no trace of it.

　　They had to gather again and head for the tunnel leading to the main chamber.