In fact, from a strict point of view, 'Zoro's nails' is not really a device-like device, but should be called a 'weapon of resentment'. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info because it wasn't essentially designed by demonological research, but rather a tool for the witcher Zoro to do it for revenge. It has relatively little demonic technology, and has added a lot of resentment from Zhuo Luo himself, thus forming an unbelievable 'half-life' form.

It is said to be half-life because it does not have the three elements of life. And because Zoro used a lot of blood and hair from demons when making it, he had a part of the consciousness of life. It is like an embryo without self-thinking and thirsting for blood, full of hatred for life from the inside out.

The use of such a weapon is in itself a horror, as well as a guilt.

In the dim light, Chen Yan's fingers caressed 'Zhuo Luo's nails', but countless wails and roars sounded in his mind. In a trance, his eye mask turned dark red, as if he was immersed in a sea of blood. Before he knew it, his right hand had crept into his fist. But the next moment his left hand thrust hard.

With a muffled snort, the sharp fingertips mercilessly nailed his right hand to the table, flowing a large amount of blood, and at the same time, Chen Yan's eyes also recovered, and he glanced at the boxing gloves on the table with a complicated look.

"Really...... Those guys, don't you know to give me some redundancy? Chen Yan secretly slandered to himself.

It's clear that the bastards who fix this kind of device are ready to see what he's doing.

You must know that the device is not a simple weapon, it serves as an extension of the witcher's abilities and the condensation of the magic pattern. Such devices often accompany the life of a witcher, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are 'partners'. The maintenance and development of such devices also need to consider the ability of their owners. There is a rule not to become, that is, when modifying a quasi-device that recognizes the owner, it is necessary to leave a redundancy for the user of the quasi-device at all times, so as to avoid the original owner being unable to adapt to sudden changes and dangers.

After all, the connection between the device and the owner is too deep, and the sudden mutation is likely to endanger the owner's life, or weaken it.

But the current situation Chen Yan is facing obviously does not consider this.

Of course, Chen Yan didn't believe that this was the result that those demon hunters didn't take into account, so there was only one answer, that is, they planned to see Chen Yan's jokes. And even if Chen Yan complains, they can use their best to discover the performance of the weapon as an excuse. Joke Chen Yan can't control his own class device.

"Damn, when did I offend them?" Rubbing his eyebrows, Chen Yan thought with a headache.

He didn't really blame the technicians, because in a way, redundancy is also a 'safety lock', at the expense of the performance of similar devices. If the redundancy is reduced, the performance of the class will be greatly improved. And if these redundancies are eliminated, then the power of such devices will also be greatly increased.

But the question is, how many people are willing to accept it at the cost of their lives?

"Probably...... It's only a madman like me......" Chen Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing an ugly smile. Both hands reached into both gloves at the same time. The next moment, blood and storm blinded his eyes, drawing him into a world of horror and death............

On the other side, Martha had just walked into her room and threw her petite body onto the bed. She didn't do much in this adventure, not particularly tired, but she felt very tired inside. The sudden appearance of the demon made her feel a trace of uncontrollable fear, as if she had been stripped of her protection, and the red fruit was exposed to the beast. That irresistible feeling of powerlessness made Martha very sad.

To be sure, Martha wasn't afraid of fighting. And her usual performance can be described as bloodthirsty and brutal. When the hideous spiked glove was stained with the flesh of the enemy, everyone had to surrender to the girl. But few people know that in fact, Martha's heart is not so strong. Her brutality is just a disguise. Because this is the only way to deter the madmen who try to get their hands on her, so that she will not be harmed by greed and ambition.

It's a pity that this kind of psychology has no effect on that demon. From the first sight of the demon on the highway, Martha knew that it was a monster that did not belong to the human world. And the way he looked at himself was also Chiguo's. Makes Martha feel as if she were the fruit of that tree.

In the darkness, Martha curled up in the shadows with her arms folded, staring at the only light in the room.

It's a little cold, so I want to ...... There are fires.

Wait, what's that?

In a haze, Martha saw something on the table.

It was a tiny, tiny crystal ball that glittered in the only light.

As soon as Martha's right hand was extended, the crystal ball swept into her palm, sending out a cold feeling. Perhaps because of the direct light, the color of the crystal ball is no longer so shiny, revealing a color that is half bright and half dark. Martha's eyes lit up, and she snuggled her spirit into the crystal ball. Then the corners of her mouth hooked slightly.

Interesting, it turns out ...... Can light be so warm?

This is actually a very strange idea, because even an ordinary person knows that it is common sense for light to give warmth. But this was not the case with Martha, who had never been an object to rely on in her short but cold life. Every high-sounding family meeting, every righteous word under the sun, only cruel harm to her again and again. From the proud son of the sky loved by everyone in the family to the garbage that everyone spurns, there is actually only a wall separating it.

At that time, it was darkness, only darkness, silently embraced her, just like the endless night. It was only at night when no one was there that Martha felt safe.

And now, she finally tastes something else...... The taste of light.

Class device "Bright Shelter"...... If coldness, O soul that sways in the dark, is the taste you are accustomed to, do you have the courage to accept another approach? The harbor of the soul never closes the window to outsiders, the difference is only whether you are willing to come or not.

Silently, a white pattern gradually melted into Martha's arm, drowning in her shadow pattern little by little. Although the light is faint and almost undetectable, it is believed that one day in the future, Martha will feel its meaning.

If so, she won't refuse.

If, she knows how to believe.

"It's hard, really, really hard."

In the shadow of the corner of the bed, Martha silently looked at the crystal ball in her hand, and then closed her fingers a little bit. "I won't, I believe it."

"Who knows?" (To be continued.) )