As time passed, by the time of World War II, the war between monsters and humans had become white-hot. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, in that chaotic era, the eyes of all mankind were focused on the bloody battle on the human battlefield, and few people would pay attention to things like ghosts.

However, there are still people who are concerned about this aspect.

-- Leader of the German SS: Heinrich. Himmler, a fanatical idealist and occult enthusiast, once established the "German Institute" to investigate all kinds of strange things around the world, looking for the "Holy Grail" and other legendary artifacts, and began to study astrology and black magic, and even deliberately rebuilt an ancient castle as his villa, in which various dark rituals were held, in a vain attempt to use supernatural power to save the Third Reich, which began to fall in the later period.

His efforts were, of course, unsuccessful, but not without success. Thanks to his efforts, a German expedition finally went to the South Pole and found the legendary "Crazy Mountains", but unfortunately in the end it was all wiped out by the evil gods hidden in it, and no one could return.

However, after killing the soldiers, the gods left the "Crazy Mountains" for some reason, and because of this, part of the ruins was used as a barracks by the conqueror's camp.

"I said how their barracks were in Antarctica, and I thought about it when I went sightseeing with Villeff." Zhang Luo smiled.

"You've been to the Conqueror's Barracks?" Frankenstein looked at him intently: "What's inside?" ”

Recalling the killing of Diablo in the conquistador's barracks, Zhang Luo explained: "It's a giant dungeon. The defenses don't seem to be very tight, so we can go and see it now if you want to. But now ......"

"Well, now the defenses will be tightened." Frankenstein said what he said halfway through: "They're preparing for war." ”

With both warring sides tearing up the armistice at the same time, the conqueror's camp must be in a state of readiness for war, and the security level of the camp will inevitably be much higher. But......

"How about we use the 'Mirror of Destruction' to shoot at that base?" Zhang Luo suddenly had a lewd smile on his face.

In his opinion, the Star Destroyer cannon that had just been captured from Cairo would undoubtedly be a bit too wasteful if it was immediately dusted......

Before Frankenstein could speak, the energy body spoke first: "Like you said, let's wait for now." ”

"What's wrong?" Zhang Luo asked.

"There's no news from the executioners' camp yet, so it's supposed that they're long overdue to contact us for a mission." There was a hint of concern in the energy body's voice: "If they really join forces with the conquerors to slaughter humans......"

"Where are we supposed to stand?" Frankenstein is succinct to the point.

- Unlike those organizations that are made up entirely of heretical creatures, there are still humans like Zhang Luo, Harsine, and Darov in the Strange Talk Society, and although their current combat power is even more terrifying than many monsters, they are also very different from outright heretical creatures in the final analysis.

If there is a "camp war", it is also a debatable question of which side the Strange Talk Research Society should stand on. However, for Zhang Luo, this kind of question doesn't even need to think about it:

"Since you can't choose a side, wouldn't it be better to stay neutral?" He said.

"Huh? It's a real war, not a kid's game. The energy body made a startled sound.

"That's right, but this war doesn't force everyone to join, and if it does break out, we can choose to remain neutral for the time being. This also saves you the trouble of fighting all day long, after all, everyone is not interested in this. Zhang Luo said nonchalantly.

――If a great war between humans and heretics really breaks out, he doesn't plan to get involved like he did last time, just "sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight".

In fact, even in the last Great War, there were quite a few neutral heretics living on a small island in the Pacific Ocean called "Medusa Island", but ......

Thinking of this, Zhang Luo suddenly changed his words: "How is Medusa Island now?" Do you have any news? ”

The enforcer on that island was the head of the triangle from Paradise, and it was not surprising that the "Lord of Paradise" was originally a good man.

But now, when all the triangle heads on the island disappear along with the paradise, what will the neutral monsters who have been corrupted by negative emotions do?

Hearing his question, Frankenstein immediately "leased" a spy satellite of the US military that happened to overlook half of the Pacific Ocean, pointed the camera at the location of Medusa Island and quickly zoomed in.

They didn't see anything.

The island that was supposed to be there has completely disappeared!

"Well, as expected." Zhang Luo sighed.

The "law" on Medusa Island is completely enforced by the immortal executioner, and when the extremely intimidating executioners disappear, the island's legal system collapses in an instant.

The negative emotions that erupted from the paradise one after another made the situation on the island even worse, and it was not so surprising for Zhang Luo that this would happen......

Seeing that those heretical creatures who were originally in a neutral position began to kill each other, Zhang Luo was about to remind Frankenstein to pay attention to the internal movements of the Strange Tales Research Society, when he saw the silver-haired and black-clothed "Bloody Mary" floating over, and shouted in a panic:

"Oh no, there's a fight over there!"

"Huh?" Frankenstein raised his head in confusion, obviously not expecting that there would be infighting in the strange talk research society, which has always been "united and harmonious".

At this time, Zhang Luo had already followed Bloody Mary and walked quickly to the location where the brawl took place.

――In the current situation, if the monsters are allowed to fight internally, it is likely to develop into cannibalism, and at that point, everything will be irreparable!

So now, we have to stop those guys.

Following the petite ghost floating in front of him through the metal corridor, just after turning a corner, Zhang Luo saw a strong man full of muscles and whose right arm had been transformed into a metal prosthetic leg, riding on the "living jumping corpse" who had doubted him before, punching one punch after another on the gray cheeks of the walking corpse, and the yellow and white juice splashed all over the sky.

"you...... Target...... Zombie! Lao Tzu is a fighter of the Soviets! ”

While scolding intermittently, Darov continued to beat the live jumping corpse under him, completely beating the guy's already swollen face into a "balloon".

"Ahhh

In the face of Darov, who was once the great exorcist of the Monster Administration, the living corpse could be said to have no power to fight back, and could only let out a terrible scream: "Help! ”

Although he didn't have a good impression of the living jumping corpse, Zhang Luo still stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Stop." ”

Darov glanced up at Zhang Luo, his eyes had become red, and he didn't mean to stop at all: "Lao Tzu is going to beat this bastard to death today......"

Seeing that Darov was completely ignoring him, Zhang Luo suddenly stepped forward, kicked Darov to the ground, and shouted: "I said stop!" Are you deaf? ”

"That bastard damn it......" Darov refused to give up, scolding and about to get up.

Facing the completely unconvinced exorcist, Zhang Luo suddenly felt a nameless fire rising in his heart, completely ignoring the "living jumping corpse" that was quickly crawling out of the danger range, and directly took out Pandora from the storage space, transforming into a missile launcher and aiming it at Darov's head:

"If you continue, I'll kill you here, just say that you are a spy sent by the Monster Administration, and no one will have an opinion."

“……”

Sensing Zhang Luo's anger, Darov finally calmed down, and didn't say anything, just muttered something and planned to turn away.

Looking at the tall back of that guy, Zhang Luo suddenly became angry again, and shouted, "Do you still want to leave?" Roll over to Lao Tzu! ”

As an existence that carries part of the power of Paradise, Zhang Luo has actually suffered more negative emotions than anyone else, and the reason why he has not shown it all this time is only because his spiritual power is strong enough to forcibly suppress it.

And at this time, he finally couldn't suppress his anger anymore.

Seeing that Darov still looked a little impatient, Zhang Luo suddenly felt angry, and was about to launch a missile to blow Darov's head to pieces, but suddenly there was a sharp stinging pain in his arm.

"Calm down." Frankenstein's voice came from behind him.

When he looked back, he saw the girl in white holding a small syringe in her hand, and Zhang Luo didn't even have time to scold a word, so he suddenly lost consciousness without warning.

“……”

When Zhang Luo opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a simple iron frame bed, with several empty glass bottles and used disposable syringes on the iron plate beside him.

Looking directly at the white lights on the ceiling, he felt a sense of fidgetiness, he turned his head to look at Darov, who was tied to another bed with a black belt, and Frankenstein, who was sitting next to him, and asked, "What time is it?" ”

"The average person's reaction is 'where am I.'" Frankenstein said coldly.

"It's in the base anyway." Zhang Luo said angrily that his body was still a little weak because of the powerful sedative that was enough to numb the elephant.

He knew that if he was in a normal state, he should have noticed it before Frankenstein "sneaked up" from behind. But just now, driven by extreme anger, he didn't notice the enemy behind him.

"Zhang Luo also found out." Frankenstein looked at him: "Your fighting power will be weakened. ”

"yes, it's not a good sign for someone like me to be angry." Zhang Luo nodded with difficulty.

In the case of rage, his "ghost premonition" will lose its effect, and his actions will be completely out of order, and if Frankenstein hadn't stopped it in time, Darov might have been killed.

Thinking of this, Zhang Luo asked a little depressedly, "Is there any way?" ”

Bearing the anger pouring out of half of the "paradise" with one person, even Zhang Luo couldn't bear this big gift, Zhang Luo knew that fortunately he was in the base just now, if he became like this on the battlefield, he was afraid that he would be killed directly.

"A strong sedative injection device is attached to the arm." Frankenstein immediately came up with a plan: "If anger is detected above the threshold, it will be injected automatically." ”

"Forget it." Zhang Luo sat up as he spoke: "If you inject me with the drug just now in the battle, wouldn't the enemy be able to whip the corpse happily." ”

As if anticipating that the first plan would be rejected, Frankenstein immediately said, "I have a friend who may be able to help you." ”

"What friend, is it also a heretic?" Zhang Luo asked.

"Robots." Frankenstein pointed to his little white face: "But he chose another path." ”

"Oh? Then I'd like to meet him. Hearing this, Zhang Luo finally raised some spirits.

-- In this era, there are many "black technologies" that can develop self-awareness, but there are only a few robots that can develop self-awareness.

Unlike Frankenstein's paraborgs, which transplant their consciousness to machinery, it is difficult for real robots to have self-awareness, and they often need to go through months of computing to maintain a brief consciousness of less than a few seconds, and then become cold machines that obey the orders of their masters.

So the question arises: what is the origin of a robot that has developed a sense of self, can make "choices", and can also return itself to peace?

Thinking of this, Zhang Luo's body, which was still a little weak, instantly returned to normal, stood up and moved his muscles and bones, and asked, "When are we going to find him?" ”

"Right now." Frankenstein replied.

"Where is he?" Zhang Luo asked.

"Himalayas."

"Sounds a little far." Zhang Luo said casually.

The base of the Strange Tale Research Society has a fixed portal to the rest of the world, and it won't take too long to get to the Himalayas from here. But......

"What kind of robot would live in seclusion in the Himalayas?" Zhang Luo's interest in that mysterious guy became stronger and stronger.

Except for mountaineering enthusiasts, there are basically only a few monks and practitioners who will stay in that kind of place for a long time. Although the robot's body will not be affected by altitude sickness, Zhang Luo still feels that something is not right.

"That's him." Frankenstein said as he passed a picture to Zhang Luo's executioner.

What appeared in Zhang Luo's sight was a robot meditating cross-legged, it had a silver shell, it looked quite slender, with a silver metal mask on its head, and a circle of suspended metal "Buddha beads" around its neck.

Underneath the photo, mark the person's name and identity:

Monk: Zenyatta. (To be continued.) )