Like all the other Skinners, Lana saw before her eyes a wretch clothed in stolen remnants of biological tissue, a despicable imitator of the living.
Only it had a mysterious symbol made of white bones on its back, and a white noise-like hissing sound came from its throat - it was trying to talk to her.
When she met the eyes of Zhongdong, she felt a chill rising from the bottom of her heart. The brakes in her body shut down because her chest tried to perform unachievable breathing activities, and a chain reaction occurred in the rest of her body. In response, in the depths of his mind, ghostly warning runes piled up like mountains, the speed of accumulation was far faster than the speed of clearing them - each signal screamed in trembling, warning that she could no longer breathe, but she There should be no fear long ago, just like there are no lungs, but even knowing this, it can't calm the soaring fear.
How the curse of flesh and blood is transmitted is still unclear even among science and technology experts. Some say that it is through contact, some say that it is infected just by looking into each other's eyes, and there is a darker theory—— The Curse of the Skinned One has already penetrated into the memory circuit of every Necrontyr. Everyone is an "infected person" and the Skinned One is a "diseased person". This is undoubtedly the most terrifying possibility, because for For the Necrontyrs who have been completely metalized, there are not many things left that can scare them. The Curse of Flesh is one of them. Those cursed Necrontyrs will tirelessly search for what they once had in the eternal darkness. They don't know that their bodies have long since died, but they can sense that the shelter they once relied on to survive and provide them with warmth and nutrition has disappeared. They can only receive the remaining mental stimulation and they will gradually go crazy.
What’s even more frightening is that the curse can lie dormant for a long, long time, hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years, but as long as there is a moment of negligence and a slight surrender to the body’s instinct, it will be broken. Imprisoned in its cage, the cursed person's sanity will evaporate in just an instant.
Naturally, no Necrontyr was willing to welcome such an ending, and neither did Lana, so she instinctively retreated away from the opponent.
Seeing Lana retreating, the Skinner swayed around, trying hard to use his former vocal organs to make a death trill - it seemed to be singing a dry and choppy death elegy.
Lana was confused. What did this abominable creature want to do? What is she asking of herself? Or hand over what you have? Or is it just a bunch of gibberish from a broken memory circuit?
Suddenly, intermittent laughter appeared in the other person's throat, as if a ghost suddenly took over its body, followed by a few fragmented words.
"Leave, leave, leave. Leave, leave, leave"
All the words seemed to mean the same thing. Lana thought about it and suddenly realized something - she had always thought that the Skinners were chasing her, but in fact they never attacked her, but instead created a lot of chaos to help her. Get away.
Judging from the current performance, they clearly had the opportunity to attack, but did not. Instead, they seemed to be here to protect her.
If there really is something using them to convey a message, does it mean to let her leave? Leave this world?
Just like when they came, while Lana was thinking, the Skinners quietly retreated into the darkness and disappeared without a trace.
Why are they so anxious to leave?
Don’t you want things to fall back into the hands of the Raisa Dynasty?
Lana took out the skull again and stared at the eye sockets filled with rubies. The strange palace suddenly appeared around her like a flickering picture, which frightened her and put it away quickly.
"It's really time to leave. These humans just happened to have reinforcements. If you can sneak into their ship."
Thinking about the next strategy, Lana jumped to Rose's Behind the scenes, the Underworld Spider quickly moved and quickly disappeared into the complex passage.
Less than ten minutes after Lana left, a tall figure clad in shadow also appeared in the cave, and came to where the Death Mark Skinner was squatting before, wrapped in blue gauntlets. His right hand touched the blood and broken flesh on the stone.
"Just left. There are no traces of fighting. Sure enough, they have been following something."
As he spoke, several slender figures jumped and landed in an elegant manner at extremely fast speeds without making any sound. Come to him. "All teams carefully search nearby passages"
While conveying the order, Occam came to the area where Lana was before, squatted down, and brushed his fingers over the scratches on the ground. , who was familiar with Necron structures, judged them to be the traces of the walking spiders.
“.The focus is on a huge multi-legged machine, or an underworld spider.”
"The skinned head. Can't leave this world."
In the palace lit by green flames, King Bosset of the Raisa Dynasty stood in front of his throne, holding his gorgeous scepter, the dynasty The nobles and science technicians stood scattered on their respective steps, and the lich guards were distributed in a square formation on both sides of the hall, like a group of sculptures.
On the avenue of audience in front of the throne, there are still three tall figures standing. They have thick armor, hold bladed scepters, and have a unique set of equipment behind them. The one who made the sound is The one standing furthest among the three.
“This is not allowed.”
“Permitted?”
Bossert suddenly raised his tone, like a clear bell. Originally, there was only a small green flame burning slowly between his ribs like dying coals in a furnace, but when his anger erupted from his As the memory circuit surged out, those "coals" were ignited again and spread to every energy node in his body.
As the light continued to increase, a new star shining like emerald illuminated the surroundings of the throne, making his shining silver shell shine even more brightly, and the dot-shaped energy nodes scattered all over his body looked like a Green star map composed on glitter panel.
The emperor's anger made all the surrounding ministers hang their heads.
"If it weren't for the fact that you are the Three Holy Guards, you would have moved your head just because of these words! No one can order me! Not to mention you, even if Szarak comes in person! "
However, the Three Holy Guards were unmoved and just said gloomily:
"Please choose your next words carefully, as this represents the future outcome of the Raisha Dynasty."
"Presumptuous!"
A crowned general pointed at the other party and scolded him.
“Kneel down and apologize for your rudeness! And beg for forgiveness!”
But the other party didn’t even look at him, and always just stared at Bossert.
After a moment, the Emperor raised his scepter and ordered the angry crowned general to shut his mouth.
"As long as your eyes are not damaged, you can see that we have been arresting her."
"I am just emphasizing the result."