Why can't humans defeat demons? Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

For thousands of years, the invasion of demons has made countless scholars think about this question, of course, just thinking. There are many conclusions, such as unstable people's hearts, racial inferiority, and ...... In short, if it is listed, it can be criticized for nothing.

Until hundreds of years ago -

One of the most successful invasions of demons has made humanity aware of a sense of crisis!

With the first time, then there must be a second and a third time...... At that point, how will you get through it?

Humans have come to the point that the Douqi magic system is too weak. Therefore, progress and innovation are needed!

However, 'progress' and 'innovation' are not inspirations that can arise with a roar, and it is impossible for an alchemist with a brilliant brain to appear out of thin air in response to the call of society.

Three hundred years have allowed mankind to develop several new power systems.

The birth of the Summoner, who transformed and upgraded the weapons of mortal iron, the contract magic that allowed even those with low magical talents to have the ability to protect themselves, and the Western Continent was even rumored to have developed a magic armor that greatly improved the personal combat ability of soldiers (think Gundam).

However, all of the above is based on the use of foreign objects. Humanity itself is still weak.

Some alchemists have asked if the species of 'humans' itself can be 'upgraded'.

Why can't humans have the longevity of elves, the strong bodies of orcs, and the adaptability of sea tribes to survive on both sea and land?

Questions, need answers.

And the way to answer questions needs to be constantly tried.

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Why do you have awareness?

Why do you have a body?

Why is it possible?

Who are you?

Like a baby, sitting in a bird's egg-like mechanical device, the silver-haired girl thought blankly, looking through the glass shell, looking at the busy figures of the people in white coats around her.

It's a nasty feeling to have all sorts of catheters on your body, but what's it about hating this thought? Is this a nasty feeling?

Strange knowledge poured into the mind, but inexplicable understanding.

I don't want to move, and I feel paralyzed all over my body. The girl knows that it is the role of these catheters.

Perhaps it is a confirmation of the girl's heart, and the pale pupils reflect this eternally dazzling ceiling.

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Outside the glass shell, from the small embryo to the present, the researchers are observing the newborn girl.

Inside the glass enclosure, from ignorance to visibility, the girl observes the researchers from the outside who move around from time to time at a fixed time every day.

One day, the researchers disappeared and the glass case opened automatically.

The girl didn't understand why. But the subconscious mind told the girl that the catheter on her body seemed to be able to pull itself out.

Removing the catheter, the girl sat up and walked barefoot to the ground, surveying the white, laboratory-like place. A round room that resembles a gladiatorial arena.

Looking up, the girl saw the floor-to-ceiling windows on the third floor, and thanks to good eyesight, the researchers were standing there, looking at themselves with admiration.

What exactly are you looking for?

The girl is not clear, does not understand. Soon, however, something changed.

A door opened in the room, and a wolf with red eyes was let in.

The wolf looked hungry, and saliva flowed incessantly, and when he saw the girl, the wolf pounced without hesitation, opened his mouth and bit the neck of the girl who was defenseless, and only looked at the wolf with pale and godless eyes.

Blood was sprayed, and it was sprayed in large quantities like no money.

It was sprayed on the instrument, on the glass case, on the girl's skin.

"......" The girl's pupils dilated, and then she was pounced.

The wolf that pounced on the girl bit hard, trying to bite off the neck of the 'food' that had no thought of resisting at all.

The researcher above stared indifferently at the scene, staring at the data on the screen, recording something.

The wolf died.

Killed by automatic crossbow arrows on the wall.

At this moment, the girl's body was gnawed several times, and the flesh and blood were blurred. However, the girl still had her eyes open and turned her head to stare blankly at the dead wolf. Can't understand why it doesn't move. I don't understand why it's whining.

Is there a hole in the body? Is that bright red liquid coming out?

However, I didn't also flow myself...... Even, more of your own outflow?

Questions, countless questions filled the girl's not-so-smart little head.

The researchers returned, the catheter was reinserted, and the girl was re-inserted into the glass instrument. The feeling of lethargy strikes again, and the girl falls back into a deep sleep...... There's nothing wrong with that, I'm used to it.

From carnivorous wolves, to poisonous snakes, to viral radiation, to the barrage of magic guns, to the hour-long anaerobic immersion in a suffocating cold water tank, to ...... I don't know when it began, every time I stepped out of the glass instrument, I was greeted with a new round of painful experience.

The researchers' eyes went from a little unbearable at the beginning, to shock, and then to a monster at the end...... Ah, what the hell is that look?

Every time the "......" experience, the girl's pale eyes showed the highest curiosity, because this was a dull and rare game time. At the same time, the girl is looking forward to what the next time will be.

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I don't know how long time has passed.

The girl suddenly felt bored.

Late at night, in the silence of the institute, the girl had an urge to come up with it.

There was still a flow of fluid in the body, but over time, the girl felt that the paralyzing sensation caused by the fluid disappeared (antibodies).

The girl freed herself from the catheter and reached out to the glass shell...... It's hard.

There's a technical problem here, and the glass shell can't break free.

Instinctively, the girl reached out and slammed her fist into the glass shell that bound her freedom...... The elbow was broken, and the shell did not move.

The girl thought for a moment, and for some reason, she picked up the catheters that had been pulled out beside her and tried again...... And this time it worked.

Out of the glass case, looking at the dead room that was different from usual, the girl waited.

Waited for a while...... But there are no usual 'game projects'.

The girl tilted her head in confusion. I looked at the 'white gate' that usually pops up for game projects, the 'white gate' where scientists go in and out......

There was a noise outside...... It sounds like footsteps. Yes, as an experimental subject in an important research institute, how could there be no surveillance.

The girl stood naked on the ground and looked at the door that opened automatically.

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"Why, I'm just for the progress of mankind?" replied the scientific research uncle in a white coat who retreated in horror.

Corpses all over the ground, strange young people who broke into this little-known research base.

Her long black hair is tied into a ponytail, and her long black shirt and matching trousers show off her slender figure, which is obscured by a black mask.

"If the results of the outside world are also for the sake of humanity, there is nothing to say below. The soft laughter that made people feel like a spring breeze did not give researchers a sense of security.

There is no other reason -

The man in the white glove had a Western sword stained with the blood of the researchers.

As for the results outside?

A baby soaked in a glass jar with a head full of eyes, a man with two heads, or a humanoid torso with no head and a huge chest turned into a mouth......

"The missing person incident in a nearby town ......," the strange man said slowly, and slowly stepped forward.

"Unsurprisingly, there is an empire behind this research, whether it is progress or decay. He pressed the last researcher in front of him against the corner.

"However, I have no interest in your research or the plots behind the Empire. The next thing of interest is -- "The Western sword pressed against the neck of the researcher who was limp on the ground. "Tell me, where did you get the blood of our lord?"

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Taking the information and maps he had obtained from the last researcher, he passed two or three corners, solved some of the remaining 'obstacles', and finally, Rodriguez stopped in front of the white iron door in the deepest part of the institute.

The original research aimed at combining Warcraft genes with human genes, so that humans could inherit Warcraft's excellent reflexes and natural skills.

Later, this group of researchers got their hands on the witch's blood out of nowhere and discovered the witch factor.

If the witch factor, which ordinary humans can't bear, is injected into the human body to complete the evolution......

The iron gate was locked.

Holding the hilt of the sword with his backhand, the triangular shape of the three swords is easily swung...... The iron door cracked.

"......" Then, Rodriguez and the silver-haired girl in the institute looked at each other.

The pale eyes reveal the purity of a newborn baby, which makes people feel bad...... However, if this innocence appears in a girl who has escaped from infancy, it can only be said to be a void of powerlessness.

"Ninety-five percent similarity in appearance. Putting away his sword and comparing the information in his hand, Rodriguez slowly stepped forward...... Squat down and be level with the girl.

"The magic power is very weak. He took off a glove and put his hand on the girl's forehead to probe it...... As stated in the information.

"However, it has an amazing healing power...... "testing for self-healing ability...... That's it.

Looking at the uncleaned blood stains in this room, Rodriguez could roughly imagine what was going on.

There is no doubt that this girl belongs to the category of successful experiments.

So—

"Who is going to take advantage of your ......?" thought Mr. Deacon under the simple black mask.

"And, what to do with you-?" said to himself, a little tangled.

Noticing something, Rodriguez reached out and ruffled the hair from the back of the silver-haired girl's neck, where a black mark marked the number- [197]

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