It's just dawn.
In the aisle where the containers were stacked, after turning a few turns and walking down several vertical stairs, Lust came to the deck.
The alchemist was not very familiar with the ship. He thought it might be some kind of cargo ship, maybe several hundred feet in length. The ship seemed to be produced in the twentieth century and looked dilapidated and dilapidated.
And around them... there was nothing. As far as the eye could see, there was the vast sea, the sky was cloudless, and the air was sultry. A few seabirds followed their ship, stopping on the railing from time to time, preening their feathers and chirping.
On the empty deck in the middle of the freighter, some kind of religious ceremony seemed to be going on: several tall incense burners were smoking, and something like an altar was set up at the bow of the ship.
The appearance of this altar was a bit strange, and the alchemist recognized it at a glance. It was a spine, about six or seven feet long, much larger than a normal human spine.
Many people gathered near these facilities. They were all wearing various robes. The monster tattoos on their bodies seemed to have become their iconic features. Two women and a man stood behind the altar and chanted. From time to time, the crowd would join in the singing. The sound. They screamed and sang, the sound was harsh and creepy.
"Boring, stupid..."
Lust leaned against the container, lazily looking at the religious ceremony going on below, thinking to himself.
Luster makes use of monster believers. But he also despises monster believers. Geniuses are always arrogant.
He masters alchemy from three different universes: World of Warcraft's Magical Alchemy, which is similar to a form of potions; Star Wars' Sith Alchemy, a means of using the Force to manipulate living things and genes; and Fullmetal's Sith Alchemy. Alchemy involves the transformation of all things, and is more like a form of prayer.
Compared to those ethereal gods, Laust feels that he is more like the Creator. Alchemy is the paintbrush of God. The pleasure of manipulating everything, playing with life, transforming matter... This is what gods should have. means.
It's a pity that the Pacific Rim universe is a science fiction universe, and there are no basic settings such as psychic powers, four elements, and crustal energy. The external forces that Lust can draw on are limited, and there is no way to "use the Gate of Truth to summon terrorists". It's big news like "Abusing a big demon", so you can only rely on the little bit of force brought by "rule infection" to pretend to be a god or a ghost, and become a monster or an angel.
The religious rituals of the monster believers are still going on, and Lust is thinking about how to leave the ship later and what to do with the major events in the plot line later.
The only way the alchemist can think of now, the last solution, is to contact the pioneers of another world. As for the method, everyone knows:
Dr. Newton once made a synaesthesia connection with the monster's secondary brain and obtained many secrets of the monster. The price was that the pioneer of the other world slowly corroded his mind and controlled his mind, and finally became a puppet of the alien.
With Rauster's status in the cult and the black market, it is not difficult to obtain a Pons bridge device, and Hannibal Chou also has a monster secondary brain in his warehouse.
However, the behavior of synaesthetically connected monsters is really too dangerous. In order to win a major plot line event - even if victory is not guaranteed, you have to risk and pay the risk of being controlled by the pioneers. Who is this? Everyone can accept it, at least Luster will definitely not accept it.
The alchemist was irritable and had no clue. At this time, a strange thing happened. Lust's attention was also attracted.
In front of the freighter, waves rolled, and the sea gradually rose. However, those waves did not overturn their ship, but rose higher and higher, and there seemed to be glittering gold inside.
What, a monster!? This is the only thing that Lust can think of. Could it be that... they actually did it?
They successfully summoned a monster!
"It turns out that the devout faith of monster believers can really summon wormholes and monsters... I underestimated you. After a long time, Pacific Rim is a magical universe..."
The alchemist murmured to himself.
The group of people below also saw the strange changes on the sea, and they all went crazy and ran around on the deck.
Then the waves receded, revealing what was inside. It was a really huge thing. But it wasn't a monster.
The monster believers shouted in horror because it was the "White Scar".
The mecha hunter's head emerged from the water and walked towards them, first his chest, then his waist... getting closer and higher, as if walking on steps in the water.
Lust slowly opened his mouth. Then, the entire freighter suddenly shook heavily.
The deck began to tilt, and a large number of containers broke the fixed steel cables and slid into the sea. The keel of the freighter seemed to be twisting, the metal groaned sharply, and the ship's side seemed to be getting farther and higher from the sea...
The freighter was lifted up by the "White Scar"! The head was controlled into the cabin, and the sea water slowly receded.
There are several flapping sea fish and a slowly wriggling conch on the metal floor.
With a depressed look on her face, Zofia made a "pop" sound from her lips and spit out a piece of dark green seaweed hanging on her lips.
Fu Qinghai ignored Zofia's depression. He used a happy mood to admire the men and women running around on the deck. They gave up the various monster worship ceremonies that they were going to hold and dispersed in a panic. Then, Someone pulled out a pistol and shot in this direction, trying to stop the "White Scars", but the probability of success was like a mosquito attacking an elephant.
It's not impossible, it's just that the probability is slim.
Someone was running staggeringly on the deck, and then pulled back the waterproof cloth, revealing several launchers of anti-aircraft missiles, which were being operated from behind, as if they were about to fight to the death.
"White Scar" leaned forward, holding the bottom of the freighter firmly with one hand, and gently brushed the deck with the other hand, sweeping down all the containers, launchers, and people on it. It was like a Lego model in its hand, and a bunch of debris fell from the sky into the sea.
The monster believers have indeed summoned a god. Unfortunately, it is not the god of monsters. It is the divine machine of the god of all machines——
Titan (mecha hunter).
The freighter deck became clean, and "White Scar" held it in front of his head. Fu Qinghai and Zofia looked through the broken masks at Lust, who was holding a railing with one hand on the sloping deck, high in the air. The strong sea breeze blew his cloak, and Fu Qinghai laughed loudly and asked loudly:
"How about it, Laust, do you accept it?"
Before the freighter has sailed into the high seas, the pod-type booster has transported the "White Scar" to the deep sea area. All you have to do is wait on the freighter's only path, and then walk up the slope of the continental shelf to catch the monster believers off guard. .
Lust didn't answer Fu Qinghai, maybe he couldn't hear clearly. He just stood there and let the sea breeze blow.
"Qing Ming, lock the current posture of the mecha." "Roger, master."
After giving the instructions, Fu Qinghai detached himself from the pilot status and put on the Blue Shell Power Armor. The flight pack on his back instantly activated, propelling him to fly out of the crack in the mask and leap over a long distance to the freighter deck.
"boom!"
The Space Marine landed with a crash, holding a chain sword in his left hand and a bolter in his right hand. His eyepiece was scarlet and he looked at the alchemist in front of him quietly with a chilling aura.
Lust finally showed a look of defeat on his face: "I'm convinced." "Aren't you going to give it a life-and-death fight?"
Fu Qinghai asked curiously:
"Aren't you talking about Force choke, Force push, inertial acceleration, Force blinding... and the like?"
Most of the Force skills do not have any sound, light or electric special effects and are very hidden. When Darth Sidious was still Senator Sheev Palpatine, he often hid in the crowd and quietly used Force skills to interfere with others. Even assassination.
The Force is really Old Yin Coin’s favorite. Lust said calmly:
"The "Book of Sith" that I collected and compiled from documents from past dynasties is at your place, right?"
"That's right."
"You have awakened to the Force before you have systematically learned Force skills, right?"
"That's right."
"Your Force perception has been as good as mine a long time ago. You learned Force skills from the "Book of Sith" and you can do everything I know. What's the point of fighting to the death?"
Lust asked rhetorically. Fu Qinghai had nothing to say.
Unexpectedly, in just a few minutes, the alchemist had already gone through so much analysis and judgment.
"Okay." Fu Qinghai raised his blue teeth and said, "Then are you ready to die?"
"No!" Lust raised his head and said, "I'll make a deal with you, Qingshan."
"What deal?" Fu Qinghai asked.
The alchemist did not answer immediately, but looked at the huge pod-type booster behind the mecha hunter and said:
"Rocket in the second movie, so you also know how to use monster blood, right?"
"So what?" Fu Qinghai asked indifferently. Lust said straightforwardly:
"I know how to artificially synthesize monster blood!" Oh? Fu Qinghai raised his eyebrows: "It can't be..."
"No, no, it has nothing to do with any alchemical methods. It is a synthetic formula that can be directly produced."
After Lust explained, he added:
"You are the Captain of the Astartes. You will definitely establish your own power in the future. Other reincarnators may not be interested in this thing, but it will definitely be very useful to you."
I'm already a regiment commander but also a company commander... Fu Qinghai thinks your news is a little delayed.
"Why do you think that the grievances between us can be solved with a formula of monster blood?"
Fu Qinghai asked calmly.
"We are all adults. In the world of adults, there are only interests. There is no grudges or grudges. We are just in different camps, and we do not have to fight to the death."
Lust said calmly.
Fu Qinghai has passed the age of watching martial arts, and the so-called "pleasant grudges" do not bring him much satisfaction. And indeed, as Lust said, the two of them fought because of opposing camps, and there is nothing personal about it. The grudges are there.
Fu Qinghai curled his lips and said: "Maybe it makes sense, but... it's not enough." "What's not enough?"
Laust asked knowingly.
"Nothing is enough. Since you want to discuss benefits with me, I will break it up for you and crush it into pieces for you to calculate carefully: First of all, you are a reincarnation of the Pioneer camp. Your reincarnation level should not be low. I will kill you. How many assimilation points can you get? Secondly, you are the wanted bounty target of the Zero Realm Guild. This is your third life, right? There are a total of 5,000 assimilation points..."
Fu Qinghai said calmly:
"Do you think a mere synthetic formula of monster blood is enough to buy you your last life?" Lust said tangledly: "Then what do you want?"
The chain sword trembled and buzzed. Fu Qinghai turned the sword around casually and began to apply pressure:
"It doesn't matter whether we establish a force or not. Monster blood is not indispensable to me, but you, Lust, have nothing when you die! You are buying your life, you actually Ask me how much your life is worth? Shouldn't you ask yourself?"
"this……"
"Are you, Luster, the only one who can synthesize monster blood? To be honest, my teacher is a biological sage from the Adeptus Mechanicus. I have plenty of monster blood samples in my hand. I can make whatever I want. You can synthesize it." Come out, why can’t the Adeptus Mechanicus work? Don’t you think so?”
"you……"
"If you want to settle the score, you killed more than 300 of my crew members in the Warhammer 40K universe. Not long ago, you also killed my colleagues Dr. Newton and Dr. Herman. They are both good people! We are more utilitarian, and we all Calculated in terms of assimilation points, how much do you plan to compensate me?"
"I……"
"The last reincarnation of life is a priceless treasure. You ask me to bid, but no, I won't bid."
Fu Qinghai placed the artifact Green Teeth Chain Sword across Lust's neck and said word by word:
"I want you to decide how much you are worth." To a certain extent, Fu Qinghai understood Lust.
The more a person thinks of himself as a genius, the more he thinks of himself as a smart person who is superior to others and looks down on the stupid people, the more he cherishes his own life and the less he dares to do something "out of anger". "Dogs, most of the bad people are scholars", so what about "a scholar's rebellion will not happen in three years"...
Not only did Laust claim to be a genius, he was indeed a genius.
He has the IQ capital to regard other people as pigs and dogs, but this also means that he will not regard his precious life as the lives of pigs and dogs and sacrifice it casually. As long as he is given a straw, he will I will try my best to catch it.
[You receive 6000 assimilation points as gifts from other reincarnators] Oh, this is it. "Not enough."
Fu Qinghai smiled and said:
"You just did the calculations for a long time, didn't you hear a word? Do you want me to do the calculations again?"
"This is my last assimilation point." "Why is it an integer? Who are you kidding?"
[You received 3710 assimilation points as gifts from other reincarnators] "Not enough, still not enough!" Fu Qinghai slowly shook his head.
"It's really the last bit of assimilation points. I was hunted down by the Zero Realm Guild, and you took away all the equipment. I have been penniless for a long time. These are all accumulated later."
Lust said with a sad face. "Buzz buzz..." The sharp and fuzzy saw blade cut off the hair on his neck.
[You received a reincarnation beacon
He squeezed out all the reincarnation props. "Continue." Keep applying pressure, maximum pressure.
[You receive Flop Hand X2 from other reincarnations] [You receive World Anchor X1 from other reincarnations]
The proud and arrogant alchemist had completely lost his spirit. He slumped on the deck and said feebly:
"I'll give you the formula for synthetic monster blood, and you promise to let me go, okay?" Fu Qinghai put away his chainsword and asked, "Why are you so sure that I will keep my promise?"
Lust said seriously:
"I saw the comments on the reincarnation forum. They all said that although you are greedy, you also keep your promises."
Fu Qinghai shook his head:
"You are the last one to live, Laust. Even if I kill you now, God knows that you know and I know, and it will not affect my reputation. Besides, I don't care about that thing."
Lust said dejectedly: "You are right, then you can do it." Fu Qinghai suddenly changed his tone and reminded:
"I said, your most precious thing has not been given to me yet? Have you forgotten your 'Laust Formula'?"
Chen Xinlu once popularized science with Fu Qinghai about what the world's number one alchemist called the "Lauster Formula":
Use Fullmetal Alchemy to pray for the product → lose part of the limbs and soul based on the principle of equivalent exchange → install the mechanical prosthetic limb → the curse of flesh and blood re-endows the mechanical prosthetic limb with flesh and soul.
Lust was stunned and said:
"The curse of flesh and blood is a void magic that I learned from the prison of the ancient gods after all the hard work. I can't teach you, and you can't use it."
Fu Qinghai said seriously:
"There is always a way, isn't there? No matter what means or methods you use, as long as you give me the curse of flesh and blood, I promise to let you live."
"You said it yourself, you don't care about reputation." Lust said. "But you have no choice, right?"
Fu Qinghai said calmly. In the distance, the PPDC helicopter group had arrived. Jiang Yixia was sitting on the side of the cabin.
The alchemist can hardly fly even if he has wings.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly. After a mental struggle, he seemed to have made up his mind. He raised his hand and grabbed his neck, and actually tore the skin off. The bloody human skin was torn off along his chest, and the bright red muscle tissue oozed out. Red blood and yellow tissue fluid...
Luster took a breath and said:
"I used Curse of Flesh as a void spell and solidified it on my skin, so that I can cast the Curse of Flesh scroll a total of three times. Only the caster, the so-called psyker in your Warhammer 40K universe, can cast it. You let it go. I, how about we cancel everything?"
Fu Qinghai nodded: "Okay."......
In the end, Fu Qinghai kept his promise.
The alchemist left alone, dragging his scarred body from self-inflicted wounds plus the overdraft of spells.
Fu Qinghai looked at his leaving figure and thought silently in his heart.
Lust is undoubtedly the kind of guy who is very capable of causing trouble. He can be called a terrorist in the world of reincarnation. He is full of intelligence, understanding, and scheming. If you put him in a universe with magical settings, he can definitely mess up the whole world. The world is turned upside down.
Fu Qinghai also thought about whether to turn against him or not, but in the end he let him go.
"The corpse of the monster 'Abomination', I remember it is the most complete one. I told PPDC before to take good care of it. Where is the body now?"
In the helicopter, Fu Qinghai turned around and asked. A staff member replied:
"Doctor, the body has been stored in the Xiangjiang base. According to your requirements, it is well preserved."
"Very good." Fu Qinghai nodded and said, "Get ready to launch the nuclear wormhole attack plan!"
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