The gloomy voice turned into a terrifying roar in the darkness.
As Natasha fled all the way, it attracted more screams. Countless bloody and terrifying eyes were all focused on her.
"That guy really already knows about the node, and he has to go back and tell the queen, he can't be scrapped here." Natasha pondered in her heart, but the pace under her feet was faster.
However, Natasha has lost the source of her magic power and can only run on her feet. In the dark dark forest, even dry branches can interrupt the rhythm of her escape.
Just under a pitch-black hill, Natasha didn't notice for a while, and bumped into an armored skeleton under her feet.
I don't know what this armor is made of. It is very hard. Natasha's balance in the high-speed running was broken by this sudden accident.
After a muffled groan, Natasha fell to her knees.
Looking down, the ankle of the right foot had begun to make a sizzling sound, and a photoelectric spark ignited. Natasha only heard a few "clicks", and could no longer feel the sensation of the right foot.
"Damn it, something went wrong at this time, and it was overhauled before the mission!" Natasha's eyes flashed fiercely.
A harsh scream came from behind.
Natasha looked back and saw the face of a terrifying undead with blue veins around her eyes, pale eyes, and blue faces and fangs, just less than 10 centimeters from the tip of her nose!
Natasha was stunned, she didn't try to attack, because there is no attribute to restrain the undead, any attack is useless.
She kicked the dead tree next to her with her left foot that was still able to move.
As the branches of the dead tree swayed and the dead branches rustled, Natasha rolled over and came to the other side with the anti-shock force. However, she obviously exerted too much force this time, and her right foot had been scrapped, so she did not step on the brakes in time, and after one roll, the second roll followed.
If there were only two rolls, it would be fine, but God seemed to be against her. The direction she was rolling happened to be an extremely steep slope. Usually, she would have to lean forward to maintain her center of gravity when she stood on it. Tasha, however, rolled directly.
During the rolling process, Natasha remained calm. She could see the dust flying up to her face, and could hear the clack of the dead branches being crushed during the rolling process. At the same time, she could feel herself The right half of the body kept coming off the gears, and the hissing sound of mechanical scrapping.
Because of the scrapping of the right foot, is the entire right half of the body affected
While Natasha was still thinking, the scrolling finally stopped. She propped it up, stretched out her blood-stained left hand, and sat up.
At this moment, an electric snake suddenly fell from the rolling black clouds in the sky.
At the moment when the white light flickered, I could clearly see Natasha's current appearance, which was extremely miserable. The long skirt has been shattered and cannot be seen clearly, and the skin on the right half of the body is all torn, revealing the mechanical gears, steel bars and iron bars inside, as well as various brakes.
Now, the mechanical fire on the right half of the body is flickering, and white smoke is overflowing.
Apparently, her right half was almost scrapped.
And her left body is also very miserable. It is different from the mechanical body on the right. Her left body is flesh and blood. At this time, the left body is full of scars, and bones can already be seen in several of the wounds.
His long blond curly hair was also dyed red with blood, looking very embarrassed.
Natasha took a long breath and looked around. This is a flat land, and there are no trees within a radius of 20 meters.
"I've already deviated from the route, can I go back?" Natasha's eyes flashed with confusion.
A shrill cry came from behind, Natasha turned her head, and a large number of glowing figures were reflected in her bloodshot brown pupils.
I don't know when, nearly hundreds of undead have appeared behind her, and these undead are still gathering, even if these undead have not attacked her, but the evil, crazy, wanton and sorrowful atmosphere is already affecting her. The unbearable string of reason.
"It's a long way from that guy's activity area, but there are so many undead. Sure enough, was it pre-controlled?" A dark light flashed in Natasha's eyes, she knew that she might be here. Scrap.
Because even if she ran back to the node, according to the cunning of the guy, she would definitely set up an ambush near the node.
In any case, she could never go back.
Unless... unless someone can come to her rescue.
But Natasha shook her head secretly when she thought of this possibility. She is just a cyborg, it can be said to be a mechanical puppet, how could someone come to rescue her on purpose... Moreover, people in Castle Black now have their own business, and no one will come to save them.
Natasha couldn't help laughing bitterly, looking at the undead that was getting closer and closer to her, she knew that she was not far from being scrapped.
Maybe when the King of Twilight clears up these undead, someone will find their wreckage
Some of the metals that make up his body are still more cherished, and may be refined into mechanical puppets, but the consciousness awakened from this mechanical puppet at that time may not be himself.
"Sister Natasha will come back, I see, you will come back."
The voice suddenly echoed in her mind. Natasha remembered the texture of every syllable of this voice. Although it was very immature, it was very firm.
"Huahua, it seems that you read it wrong this time... I may not be able to go back." Natasha looked at the face of the undead so close, and closed her eyes quietly, waiting for the moment to end...
Natasha closed her eyes for a long time, but she found that she didn't seem to feel anything.
Is there no pain in death? It seems that what is written in the book is not correct. Death is actually very peaceful, calm, and even a man whispers in his ear.
man? Whisper? A question mark suddenly flashed in Natasha's mind, how is it possible? Even if she becomes a soul, there can be no man here? !
She opened her eyes suddenly, and what appeared in front of her was not the terrifying face of the undead, but a tall, fuzzy figure.
The white light of lightning outlines the outline of this figure.
Solid, tough, handsome, full of... security.
Natasha stared blankly at the person in front of her, man. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, why did there appear to be men here? Hasn't the soul of a man been cleaned up
wrong! This man is not a soul, he has the blood of a living person, and the blood is very strong!
Natasha seemed to have reacted. She turned her head sharply and looked around. The undead who had surrounded her before had disappeared.
Was she rescued? Saved by this man from nowhere
"Tsk, there are still too few undead to condense a single white light bullet." The clear and comfortable voice entered Natasha's ears.
Are the undead still too few? White light bullet? What is this
Although she faintly saw a white light, it got into the same thing in the man's hand; but at this time, she did not connect the two together.
Natasha hesitated for a moment and said, "Who are you and why are you here..."
Halfway through speaking, Natasha suddenly realized something: "You are an outsider, and you actually trespassed in Castle Black?!"
Angel frowned, and he saved this "person" without thanking him. Instead, he was questioned.
At this time, Sanders also strolled from behind, and a low voice came over: "She is from Castle Black, um, or a mechanical puppet?"
"It's a modified cyborg, and the body parts have basically been replaced, but the soul should still be the original." Angel replied, "As for whether it's from Castle Black, it should be right from her tone."
After Angel replied to Sanders' words, he looked at the very miserable cyborg: "We didn't trespass, but walked in openly. I thought that as soon as we stepped into the range of Castle Black, we would be caught You found that it was good to negotiate at that time, but you didn't expect that not only did no one contact us, but we had to wait for us to rescue you."
Natasha was silent for a moment. She didn't bother about Angel's sophistry, but instead asked: "Who are you? What are you doing at Castle Black at this time?"
Angel heard the warning in Natasha's tone: "We are not interested in what happened to Castle Black. We are here just to find someone."
"Find someone?"
Angel: "Yes, I wonder if Lord Greya is in Castle Black?"
Gloria? Natasha raised her head suspiciously, "What are you doing with her?"
Angel was waiting to answer, but Sanders came over at this time: "I don't want to talk nonsense, take us to see Greya, or in other words, I get the information directly from your mind."
Sanders' tone was cold and natural, but what he said made Natasha shiver.
She raised her head to look at Sanders, and just as she looked up, the electric light flashed and instantly turned white, allowing her to clearly see Sanders' true face.
Her pupils shrank suddenly.
"You... you are the master of magic demons Sanders?" After Natasha finished speaking, seeing Sanders raised her eyebrows, she realized that she called him by his first name, and quickly said again: "Lord Mirage, I am not I didn't know it was you."
"Stop talking nonsense." Sanders' tone was cold and impatient.
Natasha's thoughts changed, Sanders came to Castle Black, not to mention going to see Greya, even the queen would come to see it in person. Thinking of this, she nodded immediately: "Okay, I will take your Excellency to see Lord Greya now."
Natasha turned around and walked away, but just after taking a step, her body fell to one side and fell to the ground.
She obviously forgot that most of the parts on her body had been scrapped.
"I don't seem to be able to move." Natasha said in a low voice with a hint of embarrassment on her face: "Or, I will tell you the location of the node, you can go there yourself?"
Angel wanted to go there by himself, but since he had already met him, and he was still from Castle Black, it was better not to take him with him.
He squatted down, checked the scrapped parts on Natasha's body, and said in a low voice, "It's not realistic to want a perfect repair in a short period of time. However, it won't take much effort to restore your mobility. ."