He Comes From the Void

The frenzied bells and the screams of the undead played together, and the Siren was at the forefront of the black mist surge with full sails, like a sharp knife piercing into Bilgewater Harbor.

Raven stood on the mast, cheering in the wind. Crossing the burning Butcher's Bridge, the gloomy sea mirrors the shadows of countless candles and braziers all over the pier. Below the cliff in the distance, the wreckage of thousands of hulks revealed the faint light of lanterns.

The black mist surged past, and the lights went out one after another. This was the darkest time of year for Bilgewater.

The blood-colored sea water around the slaughter dock has also sunk, and the fish that once boiled over to the sky have long since disappeared.

But even in the lightless sea, the towering silhouette of the Leviathan was still so dazzling, Sarah clenched her fists tightly, waiting for the Siren to gradually approach the sleeping behemoth.

The sails were lowered little by little, and the speed of the Siren was also slowing down, preparing to berth into the dock.

Karn handed the clock over to the sailors to watch, to make sure it would ring all night. Located at the Slaughtering Wharf, the sound of the Nameless Bell can be heard throughout the city, but the effect cannot be guaranteed if it is too far away.

Before landing, Sarah couldn't wait to ask, "Where is Illaoi?"

Kahn pointed to an extinct crater on the cliff in the distance: "She presided over the ceremony there, and she couldn't come all night."

"Okay, it's time for Planck's death." After she finished speaking, she put down her helmet and plunged into the sea. Kahn saw a purple figure rushing towards the Leviathan.

Needless to say, she had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"In such a hurry, he can't run away." Kahn muttered.

He is sure that Planck is on the Leviathan, because Planck and Illaoi have not seen each other for more than ten years after breaking up, and he must have his own way to safely pass every soul-eating night during the period , without running to the temple for refuge.

"You two." Kahn turned his gaze to the Lucian couple: "I still hope that you can stay on the boat, it will be safer here."

"The boat is certainly safe...but sorry, we have to save more souls, they are in dire straits." Senna said apologetically.

Just now, they saw a tall fear knight crashing into a leaky house in the slums, raising a black scythe burning with green flames, and taking away the souls of the whole family.

They can't just watch here, the duty of the Light Sentinels is to fight against the darkness.

"Okay then, bring this, and Thresh might find you again." Kahn stretched out his hand to cover his left eye, forcing out a tear.

A pool of glowing purple liquid lay on the palm of his hand, stretching out countless silk threads under the cover of his eyes, and then wrapped himself into a cocoon.

Inside the cocoon, there was a mass of light beating like a heart, emitting a hazy purple light.

"What's this?"

"This is the product of magic." Kahn's research on magic has never stopped. After getting an enchanting cheat book in Helia's library last time, he opened up a new research direction.

If magic can be attached to specially crafted weapons, can void magic serve the same purpose?

In the second half of the return journey, he tested a lot of weapons of different materials, and even took coins to test directly. The result was that the compatibility between void magic and inanimate matter was very poor, and the sharp sword would be corroded and hollowed out by void energy. , into scrap metal.

Although the holy stone in Lucian's hand has never been tried, the result is that one plus one is less than one, and it may even become negative directly.

So he replaced the enchanting medium with void creatures, and he himself can "print" void energy into various creations with the eyes of the abyss.

The result was a great success. The plasticity of void creatures provided infinite possibilities. This peanut-sized cocoon was the magical life he had just created. Its "heart" was replaced with an energy storage point, and the chitin shell The pattern on it is the burning technique.

"Don't let it come into direct contact with your skin. It only needs a drop of flesh or a trace of energy to activate it. Be careful when using it." Kahn put the cocoon into Lucian's glove, if it wasn't for his holy stone pistol, it would be a piece A solid stone does not have a normal firing structure. In fact, it would be more convenient for him to shape the cocoon into a bullet and stuff it into the barrel of the gun.

"I understand." Lucian cautiously put the cocoon into his pocket, and then got off the boat with Senna.

Many undead rose from the turbulent sea, but they were suppressed by the bell and turned into terrifying solidified sculptures. They walked on the pier and left in a hurry.

Watching the two leave, Kahn took out a strangely shaped pistol from his back waist, the grip was made of hard chitin, and the barrel was made of straight transistors. Kahn's eyes can see the situation inside through the carapace. The barrel and the grip are connected by a thick muscle, and purple energy flows in the blood vessels above.

Attaching magic to void creatures is already very powerful, but in fact, the modularization of void life is his biggest discovery in this research.

For example, creating a void creature without fangs and claws, or a hard carapace. This piece of flesh will not bite or crawl, and has no lethality.

It has only one function, and it takes this function to the extreme, that is, as long as it touches its nerves, it can generate a strong reaction like a knee jerk reflex, and eject the wrapped object violently through muscle contraction.

Then create a biological structure that can continuously push bullets, and a high-precision crystal gun tube formed by void energy, and then assemble the three together, and a gun pistol was born like this.

Because each functional module can be replaced and assembled to achieve a high degree of customization, the final function is not limited to weapons.

Kahn pressed a raised sarcoma on the grip, and the nail under the grip suddenly opened, releasing a row of chitin bullets like cloacal ovulation, a total of six bullets, each with a dangerous light beating, engraved with Explosive traps at the touch of a button.

After confirming that the enchanted bullets were in good condition, Kahn brought them closer to the pistol, and saw that the circle of soft flesh at the lower end of the grip swallowed all the bullets.

Although this alien pistol is only the first generation product of Kahn's research on biological modularization, from the bullet to the gun body, Kahn molded it with void energy, but its power should not be underestimated.

Pull the trigger, and a sailboat entangled by undead in the distance broke into two pieces.

Kahn once again had to lament the horror of the void. If they ever awakened their creative ability of integration, I am afraid that the technology of the entire human society will be "implanted" in an instant and then forged. Metal and stone replace bone and carapace, and there is nothing they cannot learn.