"Really? Finally... I'm still promoted to another level!" Wright's joy was beyond words. He looked at his body and seemed to have become a little stronger again.

Although he is not as strong as some "unintentional people" and is a bit terrifying, his current figure is full and well-proportioned, with the unique charm of a young man, and it is very consistent with his spirit as a [soldier] who has been on the front line for many years.

After showing a different, playful smirk, he chose to carefully put the mechanical core of the deceased "Daughter of Mechanical Yuan" into his pants pocket, and then clenched his fists tightly, feeling an extraordinarily powerful force.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The fist suddenly swung out, slashing through the air, and a sharp sound of wind was generated. When Wright's fist swung, the red magic power that inadvertently evaporated out of nowhere was rippled like a stone thrown into the pond.

The scarlet ripples seemed more like circles of red halos symbolizing the future to Wright himself. As the halo spread, he seemed to see a white, pure, and pure ice and snow land without any pollution.

"Is this...is this the power of 'pain'?" Wright murmured to himself in disbelief.

Because, he found that not only did the fatigue generated by excessive use of the magic source power disappeared, but it was also obvious that the reserve of the red magic source power in his body had almost doubled.

In other words, the magic source power that could support one battle or three or four skills that continuously release it can now support two battles and the use of more skills.

In this way, Wright speculates that perhaps in future battles, with the strength of Level 5, more skills "inherited" by the red magic source power can be discovered.

The current "Dark Touch" has given him the possibility of defeating any lost people and humans below the rank 4. Then, even if the tentacles no longer evolve and have a few more skills of similar strength, I believe that the victory of the battle below the rank 3 will be easy to win.

Thinking of this, the corners of Wright's mouth began to rise unconsciously.

Then, he knelt on his knees with a "thump" and looked up at the "sun" in the gradually dimming starry universe and began to laugh wildly, using this to express the pain and depression that had been traveling through time for more than a month.

Gradually, the smile on Wright's face began to become stiff, and then his expression became solemn.

A few seconds later, he suddenly felt pain coming from his brain as if a bomb had been detonated.

In a trance, he seemed to see countless mechanical arms hitting his body. As he approached his brain, he turned into sharp knives and began to "softly" and slowly cut his head.

Afterwards, the knives turned into countless tiny flesh-colored tentacles, wrapping around his neck, blocking his seven orifices, depriving him of his five senses, making him struggle in the pain he knew and unable to extricate himself.

Until, the heavy rebuke from "Red-faced Hain" came:

"Wright! Don't get lost in pain! Wake up quickly!"

"Ah!" The scream came out of his throat. After gasping for a while, Wright felt the hallucination just now disappear. He was sweating profusely holding his neck tightly with his hands!

"Am I... being 'tempted'?" Wright asked in a panting and trembling voice.

"No, this is exactly the first test given to you by the 'pain' core." "Red-faced Hayn" answered.

"The first time...the test? Could it be that there will be more?" Wright slapped his chest hard and said in surprise.

"Of course." "Red-faced Hayn" confirmed:

"The 'pain' characteristic is one of the external manifestations of the 5th order. Humans who have obtained the three nuclei of 'wisdom', 'inspiration' and 'pain' will inevitably experience endless and eternal torture. It will not be until they have 'enlightenment' or 'reconciliation' that the pain will be eliminated and they can truly touch the god's step."

"Actually, aren't humans in this era all suffering? Whether you have a 'pain' sequence core does not affect the suffering you are and are about to suffer."

"When you were born, the tide of 'unintentional' was surging, and you were forced to wander and be with hunger."

"When you were young, the 'lost' sneaked into the city, and you were forced to fight and be with death."

"When you were old, the human order had not been rebuilt, and you were forced to bow your eyebrows for your livelihood and be with humiliation."

"Even so, what you suffer is still the lightest pain. Comrades, relatives, and friends continue to die in front of you, and you cannot abandon the moral concept and right and wrong that you were born as a human being, and you cannot completely let go of your dignity and become a 'lost'. Such a life is the existence that brings pain to the extreme." "Red-faced Hayn" said, pausing.

Because he found that Wright's black eyes were filled with tears at some point, he had to slow down his tone and said with apologies:

"I'm sorry, Wright, I didn't say that on purpose. But that's the case. Although I haven't come out during this period, I've been listening and observing the situation. It's obvious that His Highness Ivante, the Crown Prince of the Empire, is destined to be a lose-lose ending for military operations here, and exhausts the empire's strategic reserves to fight a war with more political significance than military significance, and is destined to have no good ending."

"I think that since the 'pain' level is the limit that humans and the lost are naturally able to reach, there are few people in the Sun Nirvana Empire who can refine demonic potions, and the only known god, "The Daughter of Mechanism", has fallen, there will be no higher-level lost people who can be promoted to the rank 4. If you want to obtain more sequential cores and further explore the mystery of the wasteland world, Wright, let's go to the north."

"North...North?" Wright wiped away the tears from his face, twitched a few times, and said in a daze.

"Isn't this your wish? The Cruzd Empire, the ancient kingdom that once created a brilliant steel country, a mysterious country that buried the mystery of endless magic power. Moreover, the broken memories are also guiding, the secrets about myself are in the north." "Red-faced Hayn" persuaded.

"Yes." Lait nodded, sighed and said:

"Bret is dead, General George is dead, and the wind is dead, and many people related to me are dead. Some of my secret "Daughter of Mechanical Yuan" also answers me. There is really no place to miss here. Go to the north, I still have about 3,000 SGD. The Empire will definitely pretend to try to rebuild order for a while when the war just ended. I guess I can buy mechanical cars, food, medicine and other supplies in Chekavsk. Then, before the crisis of the collapse of the real empire comes, we have arrived in Cruzde."

"However, 'Red-faced Hayn', the question now is, how to get out of the Divine Realm?"

"The exit has appeared, Wright. Look, this 'Star Hall' is collapsing." "Red-faced Hayn" replied.

As he spoke, a violent vibration came from the ground.

Looking around, the "stars" and the huge "sun" began to fall downward without restraint, in the endless abyss.

The glass-like road he walked began to disintegrate one by one, falling down. In a few seconds, the disintegration situation had spread to the magic circle area where Wright stood.

Just as he was struggling and at a loss, a huge gate that was ten meters high suddenly appeared not far away in front of him.

At this time, there was only one mechanical door frame left, and there was a misty white mist inside.

Wright knew that this door was the only exit. No matter how blurry the scenery inside was, he had to enter and leave this divine realm that was about to collapse.

"I'm going to rush out!" said Wright, plucking up the courage.

He ran forward hard, but almost fell.

Fortunately, he finally rushed into the door after staggering.

At this moment, the divine realm collapsed and overturned, turning into an eternal dark area.

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The birds' chirping, the fragrance of the soil, and the gentle breeze constantly stimulated Wright's senses, awakening him from his dreamless sleep.

Supporting the soft ground, Wright slowly opened his eyes, and the long-lost blue sky and bright world filled his eyes in an instant.

He looked around and the ground was covered with grass, and there were several trees more than ten meters tall. Not far away was a clear, almost out of the boundaries, with rippling waves. Behind him was a familiar situation, a long-lost situation of interweaving Gobi and yellow sand. But not far behind him, except for a few "silent loneliness wolf" who crawled in the natural environment and listened to the "melodious music" wandering in the gentle wind, the gray-haired "silent lonely wolf" was the "heartless bird" that had just made a pleasant twitch and a light blue light in his heart.

That's right, this place is still in the center of the quiet highland, but it is no longer a divine realm, nor is it a difficult area to lead to the divine realm.

This is the real human world, a natural situation that is slowly emitting the breath of life!

Seeing this, Wright couldn't help but close his eyes, spread his arms, raised his head slightly, and sucked the fresh air in the rare verdant environment in this wilderness Gobi as hard as possible.

The pure natural air without "virus", the uncontaminated by industrial waste, and the anxiety and bloody smell in the battlefield are not only a good medicine to heal the soul, but also carry the rich breath of nature and can resonate with the magic power in the body.

When I empty my soul and appreciate the long-lost nature, many pictures flashed through Wright's mind.

He saw the attic, the fireplace, and the chaotic sky outside the window when he first came to Socra.

Under the "curtain" formed by the huge dark and chaotic dome is an indelible "big guy" mechanical arm in the Taiwan Machinery Industry.

Then he saw the industrial city of Chekavsk, with wisps of black smoke emitting from towering chimneys, and melodious whistles from the lanes and docks, and the roar of machinery was harsh, and several jets whistled by, like soaring hawks.

The low residential areas and magnificent commercial areas are divided into two by the turbid and smelly river. Workers dressed in a very steam-punk style form the bustling crowds on the streets. Behind the huge blurred bronze statue is the government building called "Heart of Industry", which is one of the few cities in the wasteland that still operates completely normally.

In memory, there seemed to be a gentle girl voice that was particularly familiar but extremely strange to the ears of Wright:

"future."

He was so scared that he opened his eyes again, coughed a few times, and staggered, almost unable to stand firm.

After completely recovering from his senses, Wright smiled self-deprecatingly, and then criticized himself:

"Yes, I should look to the future, not to recall the past. Sogra is destined to be unable to go back. Now the mechanical core is in my hands. Going back is just a joke about the lives of millions of city residents. Chekavsk, remember that the ruler Aaron was His Highness Ivant's teacher. I guess the industrial reserves there have been drained for this war. "Red-faced Hain" is right. Go to the north and leave now."

As he said that, Wright tried hard to recall the "State War Situation of the Silent Highlands" produced by Zhnetsk that he had seen at the camp in Dunusk District B, and speculated on the direction:

"The overall pattern of the silent highland is high and low in the middle. There are some rivers and a 'silent lake' shrouded by yellow sand in the center. Judging from the surrounding pattern, after the gods fell, the yellow sand retreated, and their position must be here. Now the empire must have completely controlled many strategic areas in the west, north and south, including but not limited to the dark night area, the quiet front area, the quiet west area, the dark area, the dark area, the Shahu area, the Shazhong area, the lakeside area, the quiet center area and the quiet east area."

"In this way, only the Hope District occupied by the Hope Church may be a place where the empire is weak. After walking out from there, walking south for a few days, it should be able to reach the town of Sunida, the Explorer Association there will be spending money to find someone to help and send me to Chekavsk, and then prepare supplies, heading north to Zhuolin City, and then it will be the territory of Cruzde. If you remember, it is a road that is rarely visited. Apart from the wandering 'intentional people' and 'extraordinary people', there are not many human strongholds."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Thinking of this, Wright decided to detect the direction first so that he could get out of the silent high ground as soon as possible.

Then he opened his cuffs and looked at the familiar mechanical watch. Fortunately, although the glass lid was already covered with cracks, the pointer inside was working normally.

The pointer shows that the current time is 10 a.m. If you say so, divide the time by 2 and is 5, aim at the direction of the sun with 5 on the dial. The direction pointed at 12 o'clock is the north.

The "Hope Zone" is located in the southeast of the entire highland. After operating in this way, Wright quickly determined the approximate position.

"It's leaving, haha, this is destined to be a more difficult journey." He mocked himself.

But just as he took a step and was about to leave this "silent lake", he suddenly heard a huge thunderous roar above his head.

Looking up, Wright saw that the sky suddenly became dark, as if dark clouds were coming.

A few seconds later, the hazy blackness became clear. The originally bright and transparent sky space was actually covered with combat aircraft sprayed with numbers.

Due to its huge number, the aerospace army of these empires seemed to spread to the other side of the sky and the other end of the clouds.

After wandering in the air for a while, they seemed to see the yellow sand retreat. They hesitated for a while and finally landed at a distance from the lake.

However, three of the combat aircraft landed in front of Wright without bias. After one of them fell, it just broke the head of the "silent lone wolf" who was taking a nap and was not too late to escape, and blood even splattered on Wright's face.

A few minutes later, the hatch opened and five people walked down between the two planes.

Under Wright's vigilant gaze, several people walked straight to Wright and asked:

"Who are you? Why are you here? Don't you know that the entire 'Silent Lake' has been classified as a military forbidden area?"

The three people who were leading the way were wearing standard dark green imperial general uniforms, with guns at their waists, white gloves, and a new "Sun White Dove" badge on their chests. The more noble people walking among the hats of the more noble people had sewn with the Sunny Empire badges.

Wright was sure that these people must be senior generals of the Empire. If nothing unexpected happens, the man in the middle, based on his kingly temperament, must be the leader of this war, the Imperial Crown Prince Evante.
Chapter completed!