Chapter 845 The Caged Bird
“Who!?”
Amid the sound of surprise, Ariana jumped into the room, where the mechanical priest and the uniformed officers were staring at the monitoring screen a second ago. , their scanning array covers area three of the middle deck, and the security network consists of patrol drones, armed servitors, and even traffic control mechanisms.
They searched for any threat, but they did not realize that the threat appeared behind them, and they did not expect an assassin close at hand.
And their shock further accelerated their death.
Ariana first fired accurately with the Executioner compound pistol and used stinger ammunition carefully, killing the tech-priest and several officers within two seconds.
They have no chance of winning against this genetically modified and drug-enhanced killer.
Compared to her, everyone seemed to be responding in slow motion, with no hope of competing. Many of them even just pressed their hands on the handles of their pistols.
What was left were those slow servitors. In order not to make more noise, the assassins used bone-breaking neck-breaking punches and dagger thrusts as fast as bullets to kill them.
Tearing the throat, piercing the chest, breaking the spine, the last servitor tried to catch her with her hands, so she directly stabbed the eyes of the half-human machine with her fingers and pinched the remaining brain tissue inside. broken.
With a rough chuckle, Ariana dropped the body and licked her lips to calm down the rising blood.
There was dead silence in the room,
Then, she walked up to the mechanical priest and turned his head.
This is a young man who looks to be only twenty years old. He carries the symbol of a certain forging world. He should be Zhao Akada.
Playing such a role is just a piece of cake for Ariana. Callidus despises the word "imitation". It cannot truly summarize how a Callidus completely transforms into the target of his disguise. of.
Imitation means imitating others.
Yet Ariana would be completely his target, if only for a brief moment.
In a sense, Callidus is a self-carved stone statue. Biological implants and a large amount of deformation agents make the skin, bones and muscles soft and unstable. Those who cannot control this huge freedom It will completely collapse and turn into a monster like a molten wax block, with the bones and organs all over the body paralyzed and disintegrated.
And people like Ariana who are born with a strong ego can become anyone.
She stared at the lost Mechanicus, concentrating her energy and trying to transform herself into a smooth, gray neutral form, with almost no external features.
Callidus cannot recall the gender he was born with. After all, it doesn't matter when you can be a man or a woman, a young man or an old man, or even a human or an alien at will.
At this moment, the communication device in the guard room suddenly rang.
An expression similar to anger flashed across the face that could not be called a face. Ariana walked to the communicator at the far end of the room and connected the communicator.
"What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly interrupt the search just now?"
A rude male voice asked.
Ariana immediately copied the intonation of a certain officer.
"The equipment failed temporarily and has been repaired."
"That's good, don't make any mistakes, there will be new instructions later."
"Received."
Ariana frowned, an ugly expression on that gray face.
Callidus cut off the communication and turned to leave.
There is no doubt that the new order mentioned by the other party should be to search for themselves. For them, once the operation is launched, the disguised identity of the assassin cannot be exposed - once exposed, death is often not far away. Usually, there will be In this case, their first principle is to retreat.
Temporary retreat, waiting for a better time.
But now she has no room to retreat, so she can only fight hard.
The assassin began to concentrate on recalling the voice, posture and overall temperament of the mechanical priest.
As the skin cracks, shifts, and thickens, the implant slowly expands to adjust body shape and height. As every minute passes, the killer gradually changes.
Eventually, she got a new identity again.
After adjusting the equipment to run automatically, she quickly left the guard room and came to the door of the armory.
Because she had all the authority of the dead technical priest, the armed servitors along the way turned a blind eye to her.
Arriving at the door of the armory, she secretly inserted a master key from the assassination room into the console, and then began to manually crack the door-opening procedure.
As soon as the door opened, she immediately went in to get the key data and left.
At the same time, she also needs to keep an eye on her network of scout robots - they are watching every node connected to her current location - but that only takes up half of her attention.
Use the remaining brain power to crack the Star Knight's uncomplicated confidentiality program.
As for why she did this, it’s actually not complicated.
The Mechanicus of Mars has taken the field of technology and all its secrets for itself, but the traditions and secrets that became the precursors of the Assassin's Temple were born in the ancient night, and they have their own undisclosed secrets.
The red sages may control machines, logic and calculations, but assassins are not machines. They are the power of human reason honed to the limit. They are born for intelligence.
It wasn't just a skill, or training, or even modification of their brains through blades, gene transplants, and chemistry.
It is a compulsive force, a driving force imprinted in her body that she must satisfy.
There were divine logic engines on Mars that could break codes, machines that creaked and screeched but came to the same result, but they lacked the human element so dear to the Assassin's Templar.
They lack a sense of compulsion.
It took her three minutes, and when she finally cracked it, she let the data flow through her consciousness for a moment.
It feels like light, like fresh water, and warm air.
That unit no longer accepts new transmission signals, but the fragments of communication that were once transmitted through it still exist, as fragmented as a broken glass window.
Then she walked into the door and glanced at the second blast door. Inside was the Space Marine armament, but that was not her purpose.
To enter this gate, the genetic identification code of the Space Marine must be used, and the machine that scans the identification code is her target.
She came to the machine and inserted another, more advanced key cracker into it.
Suddenly, she seemed to hear something, so she turned her head, only to find that the passage she came from suddenly fell into darkness.
She hesitated for a moment.
For some reason, she felt that things were too simple.
It was as simple as——
While thinking about this, she heard the sound of data retrieval being completed, so she pulled out the cracker and started running outside.
But after running for two steps, her muscles trembled, and after a painful groan, she changed into her original appearance——
It was only then that she realized , he fell into a trap, a death trap.
In the darkness outside the gate, she saw a face as pale as a corpse, with a cruel and teasing smile, and a big hand reaching for her head.
"You take all the fun out of this hunt, Khayon."
These were the last words Ariana heard before she passed out.
(End of this chapter)