Endless dome light fell, illuminating this messy battlefield.

Two extreme monsters fight here, and the fierce battle is finally over, leaving only this terrifying view.

Fragments of blood and machinery, scattered all over the ground, seemed to be some kind of slaughterhouse of mechanical and flesh-and-blood creatures, and the disgusting smell mixed together, shocking everyone's palate.

The wriggling flesh fell asleep, and as Lorenzo severed the link between the two, the grumpy armor lost all momentum, kneeling motionlessly on the metal wreckage.

The Night Stalker looked at Lorenzo in disbelief, he had the light on his back, and all he could see was the blurry darkness, like a shadow in the sun

Child.

"Are you okay?"

Lorenzo asked, showing the power of the Black Angel and staying awake, but he was still slightly shaken by the erosion, such as emotional anger.

Because of these disturbances, which also contributed to the current tragic situation of the sword dancer, Lorenzo originally intended to incapacitate him, but he still beat him a few more times, and completely scrapped the armor.

"I ...... I'm okay......"

The Night Stalker was a little stunned, he was so close to death, even saying that he had just felt that he was dead, and then the black shadow held out his hand to him.

......

"How...... What's going on?"

Nikolai lay on the edge of the platform, looking down, ready for a loss of armor, but when things were about to come to an end, everything suddenly stopped.

The Geiger index began to fall, and the constant sound of the alarm slowly stopped as it all ended, and everyone's faces were filled with fear and horror, until Merlin suddenly laughed.

"Shall I say, worthy of being a witcher?"

Looking at Lorenzo below, who had not yet figured out the situation, Merlin made no secret of his praise.

"He's not out of control?"

Nikolai then came to his senses, if the Black Angel got out of control, it wouldn't stop at all, it would kill the Night Stalker first, followed by himself.

"Of course, he's a witcher, a witcher with secret blood...... In many cases, the awakening of the secret blood is actually the same principle as driving the armor, which is to awaken a certain forbidden power with the will of a mortal, and then stay awake under the terrifying pressure. ”

Merlin clapped his palms lightly as he spoke, Lorenzo proved not only the ability of a generation of armor, but also his own.

"Unlike us, we only need to resist the erosion when driving the armor, and the witchers have been living with the forbidden power all the time in their long lives, and the long-term erosion has made their will extremely strong, how can the erosion of this armor affect him?"

"Restraint ......"

What else Nikolai wanted to say was that, unlike Merlin, he had no knowledge of these mystical disciplines, and the only thing he could rely on was the steady values derived from formulas.

"Quite simply, do you think a rusty blade can make a swordsman exert his full strength? ”

The bound Black Angels are unable to reveal Lorenzo's full power, and they complement each other to become nightmarish and terrifying beings.

"This is the first time Lorenzo has tested the ability to fight such a single unit, and without the support of external weapons, he can easily defeat the heavily armed sword dancer. ”

Merlin said, his eyes still fixed on him, and Lorenzo was struggling to break the steel, trying to drag the night owl out of it.

"That'...... Do you want to continue the development of a generation of armor?"

Nikolai asked.

As a person who was strongly recommended by Merlin, the Perpetual Motion Pump has been rumored that Nikolai can start a new era, and he also represents the rational side of the Perpetual Motion Pump, and now Lorenzo has proved the potential of a generation of armor, based on demon technology, it may suppress that rational side.

But in the next picture, the worried Nikolai didn't expect Merlin to shake his head and veto these.

"No, on the contrary, we are going to do our best to develop three generations of armor. ”

"Why?"

Nikolai was a little puzzled.

Merlin was a little stunned at first, and then seemed to remember something, and his tone was actually a little naïve.

"Because this is the future. ”

"Just like alchemy, so is a generation of armor, powerful and efficient, but after all, it can only serve a few people, a very small number of special people, do you think our ordinary people can have the same resistance as a demon hunter?"

Alchemy is dead, and the last alchemists have held on to it, even today.

"Three generations of armor is our future, the future of most people, even if they have not been specialized like the knight chief, ordinary knights like night owls can be armed and have the power to fight against a generation of armor......

Perhaps one person can't defeat it, but what about hundreds, if not thousands? hundreds, if not thousands, heavily armed armor of original sin, they are a torrent of steel, an unstoppable tide of death.

The efficient production of modern industry is our advantage, not to mention that we have discovered the new energy of crude oil, which is the future, the future of most people, and the future of armor. ”

Nikolai looked at Merlin in disbelief, and only asked slowly after a long time.

"Then the so-called alchemy is doomed to be forgotten by then, right?"

"This is the progress of the times, the elimination of the good and the bad. Merlin replied, almost nonchalantly.

"So you're not destined to see the truth you've been looking for for a long time, are you?"

Nikolai was not an alchemist, but having spent so much time with Merlin, he had maintained a terrible sense of sanity, but when the temptation of truth arose, he wavered a little, like the greed for knowledge, and fell into a slightly mad obsession.

But if Merlin had followed, he might never have been able to peek into the truth he was seeking.

Old memories somehow came back at this moment, Merlin muttered.

"I don't know why, I suddenly remembered my teacher. ”

Nikolai was silent, he didn't know how to answer, maybe it was also the awe that was surging, he was exceptionally added to the perpetual pump, and for a long time Merlin was like his teacher, although he didn't officially admit it, but Nikolai felt like this.

Merlin began to talk to himself.

"In fact, if people live too long, those things in the past will become hazy, and sometimes when you suddenly think about it, you will feel strange, and suddenly feel like it has been so long......"

As he spoke, there were strange tears in his empty eyes.

"Merlin ......"

Nikolai was a little overwhelmed, he had never seen Merlin cry, he probably didn't think that someone like Merlin still had the ability to shed tears, and sometimes these real helmsmen of the purification mechanism were like that, it was as cold as a soulless stone sculpture, as if no matter how cruel the decision, it was as light as a feather in their hands.

Most of the time, these people could hardly be called human, and Nikolai thought they were monsters in human skin...... Only monsters can fight monsters.

"It was really an unforgettable memory, maybe everyone's good memories come from the school days. ”

Merlin whispered that for most people, the good memories may be concentrated in that period of study, when everyone sat in the classroom and listened to the lectures, met classmates, had friendship and happiness, and even had that ignorant love.

"I guess so are you, right, Nikolai, school life is always so fascinating, and I'm no exception, even though I'm an alchemist. ”

He laughed as he spoke, not waiting for Nikolai to answer, perhaps he didn't expect an answer.

"If people are clay sculptures, that time should be when we are the softest, distorted into different shapes by the things we come into contact with, in fact, the way I am now, a large part of the factors come from that time. ”

"My teacher influenced me a lot, and the first thing he taught me was to hold a sword and take me to the door to hack and kill all kinds of alchemists...... Of course, those cooperating alchemists will let them live, do you think we are crazy?"

Merlin looked at him suddenly, tears streaming down her empty eyes, it was so strange, but Nikolai felt an indescribable sadness.

"Actually, the idea that alchemy is dead was put forward by my teacher, but at the beginning he also worked hard with the idea of saving alchemy, he is not only an excellent alchemist, but also a powerful swordsman, he feels that the alchemists have been fighting for too long, everyone is so greedy, unwilling to share knowledge with others, which will only make the alchemist continue to decline.

So I followed him from north to south, using my sword to convince the stubborn old fellows that we would try to unite all the alchemists, piece together everyone's knowledge, and restore the appearance of the truth......"

Merlin's words stopped abruptly, as if swallowed up by the tide of remembrance, and it was a long time before he continued slowly.

"But human beings are like this, ridiculous and pitiful, everything we do is in vain, the once passionate teacher has also been decadent, alchemy is dead, doomed to die, or rather, it is like this, tempting mankind forward, but leaving us with irreparable defects, and we can only kneel before the door of truth and plead. ”

Nikolai lost his mind for a moment, and he looked at Merlin for the first time and felt the unknown.

Many people know that Merlin has too many secrets hidden in his head, but few people have thought about Merlin's own secrets, and Nikolai, who heard all this, could feel that sadness, a guy who did not hesitate to save alchemy with sword and blood, but finally put forward the idea that alchemy is dead......

"The search for the truth? That's a good ideal, but the ideal will be replaced by a better ideal. ”

Merlin replied, his eyes hollow and expressionless, back to his old self, he had always been like this, and all his emotional activity needed to be guessed.

"I agree with the saying that we are all travelers walking on fragile ice, in the cold wind to where we will eventually be, but the ice cannot bear our weight, and there is always something to be left behind on the way...... It's just as our sanity, Nikolai. ”

Merlin looked at the young child, who had a sickly face, with dark circles under his eyes because of the long hours of staying up late at work.

"We need to keep our sanity, but humans are poor creatures, with seven emotions and six desires, so our ...... At least I have such a cliff in my heart. ”

"Cliffs?"

"The cliff of sanity, the lazy Merlin, the angry Merlin, the ridiculous Merlin...... One by one, they walked up the cliffs, were pushed down by the sane Merlin, and fell to the bottom......"

The alchemist said the most frightening words with a blank expression.

One after another, Merlin lined up, their figures stretched for thousands of meters, and they walked blankly towards the top of the sane cliff, leaping deeply.

"The cowardly Merlin, the greedy Merlin, the cowardly Merlin, they are all dead, dead in the valley below the cliff, the corpses are piled up into a hill, but this is not enough, it is still too far from our destination, and we still need to keep our sanity and go further for all this.

So to stifle more emotions. ”

The voice was so flat, with a bone-chilling coldness in the bone, it was a person's self-destruction, and in this underground world, it seemed that everyone was like this, Nikolai even forgot to breathe for a while.

Countless people jumped from the peak of sanity, fell to a blur of flesh and blood, and were buried by more corpses, one after another, accumulating and dying.

Of course, sometimes the other Merlin didn't want to do this, the comfortable Merlin wanted to give up, he wanted to escape, and the painful Merlin couldn't bear it either, he wailed and left...... But they still died, killed by the sane Merlin, who was a cold murderer who chased everything but sanity. ”

Merlin laughed as he spoke, sometimes there was a fine line between sanity and madness, and even the most knowledgeable healer could sometimes tell the difference.

"For the sake of that lofty ideal, the rational killing of all the superfluous emotions that may interfere with us, so the stubborn Merlin, the longing Merlin, the selfish Merlin, and even the truth-seeking Merlin, they are all pushed to the bottom. ”

The sane Merlin stood on the top of the cliff, the howling wind blowing, his face cold and his blood-stained sword in his hand, he was doing what he thought was noble, but the sword in his hand was doing the most brutal slaughter, like that mad madman.

The sane Merlin muttered in a low voice.

"Stay sane, stay sane ......"

Only by keeping his sanity can he make the right decision, only by keeping his sanity can he not be infected by demons, and only by keeping his sanity can the long night of fear usher in the dawn.

Stay sane.

A light rain fell from the dome, washing the blood-stained walls and neutralizing the pollution that had been left of erosion, and it was poured on Nikolai, and on Merlin, and the two did not speak again, but waited for it to end.