Chapter 43 Humanoid Weapon 12

【What we can do now is to fight for control over this empty shell that gave birth to self-awareness.】

Hearing the system's words that contained a huge amount of information, Yan Bei couldn't help but frown.

[This is really amazing. Didn't the original owner leave a long time ago? Why is there another consciousness? ]

[That is indeed the case.] The system was also somewhat surprised, [The original owner was indeed special enough. Perhaps this was because all kinds of complex energies were gathered in him alone, just like a tool that had its own self due to the long-term supply of spiritual energy in a supernatural background, except that it had no soul.]

The system remembered something and asked him, "Why don't you finish the mission? I thought your experience in the last world was enough to teach you what it means to give up when faced with difficulties."

[This...] Yan Bei didn't pay attention to the dissatisfaction in the system's words. He couldn't help but lower his head. After passing through layers of storms, in a gentle ocean of subconsciousness, the curled-up boy was sleeping lightly. Seeing this scene, Yan Bei couldn't help but curl his lips. Say.

Because he is indeed special enough.

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Ever since he broke Yan Bei's arm in the last battle, Sha Jia hasn't seen the terrifying white devil on the battlefield for half a month.

The command of all branches of the Imperial Army seemed to be assigned to the mysterious new commander. He was a mysterious guy. It was said that he had been promoted to the position of commander because he had won the emperor's favor. He had been commanding the Imperial Army for quite some time, but he had almost never appeared on the battlefield. He had always been sitting in the back and commanding the situation.

Judging from Shajia's experience of fighting him these days, this is a cautious and cunning guy. He may not be very loyal to the emperor, but he cherishes his army and power very much.

Is this kind of guy bound to be an enemy?

Thinking about tomorrow's battle situation and countermeasures, Shajia, who was severely sleep-deprived every day, slowly fell asleep leaning against the desk. The adjutant standing by did not wake him up, but quietly turned off the lights in the room.

At night, Shajia had a long-awaited dream, a nightmare that he hadn't had for a long time.

When Sha Jia got the secret weapon to deal with Yan Bei from that man, he couldn't help but start to doubt. He went to the abandoned southern laboratory following the clues of his "brother" in his dream, but two years later, the man who came over brought him clues about Yan Bei.

Is there any connection between these two people?

He was busy during the day and had no time to think about the doubts, but his dreams quietly emerged at night, as if trying to remind him of something.

"elder brother."

"What's wrong with you?"

"They are coming. They are coming."

"What?"

"Brother, you go first."

"What are you talking about? Who is it? Who is it? Don't push me. Tell me clearly, okay..."

"White... it's white..."

There was a vast expanse of darkness before my eyes. A rustling sound echoed in the darkness. Gradually, the sound and the gradually brightening scene before my eyes became clearer.

In front of Shajia was a young boy whose face could not be seen clearly. The boy was quite tall, but spoke like a child. But the strange thing was that Shajia found that he was looking up at him?

The boy was pushing Sha Jia, but Sha Jia suddenly grabbed his hand and said, "Okay, stop pushing me. I don't plan to stay here any longer. I heard that the teacher in Xicheng District is looking for an assistant, and I want to try my chance. I might as well leave now."

What Shajia said made sense, but the boy quickly pulled his hand back and shook his head, "No, no, I won't go with you."

"If you don't come with me, where else can you go?" Sha Jia put his hands on his waist, looked up at the boy, and his tone was already a little angry.

"Of course I'm going back--" He was halfway through his words when a loud bang suddenly rang in their ears. The young man was startled and froze, forgetting to say anything.

But Shajia reacted quickly. He grabbed the boy by the hair, skillfully put on the bag at the door, and ran out with the boy, cursing as he ran, "Damn it, are they fighting again? When will this ever end?"

The boy was held by him in a daze, not saying a word.

The two ran for a while, but the sound was getting closer and closer to them. Suddenly, the boy rolled to the side holding Shajia.

Bang--

The sound of the loud explosion was very close to Shaka, so close that his ears went deaf for a moment and only the buzzing sound remained in his head.

It's blood.

The first time color appeared in the gray scene was a large area of ​​glaring red.

"Where are you injured..." Shajia was suddenly in a panic. When he didn't know whether he should push the boy away first, the boy suddenly pulled him to the side.

A huge hole was blown up in the sand nearby.

At this time, the enemies who had been attacking the two from a distance finally showed up. They were a group of blurry white figures. There was no difference between them, except that some of them had beautiful weapons in their hands. Those were beautiful weapons that the orphan Shaka had never seen before.

A huge panic arose in Shajia's heart, and he couldn't help but hold the boy's hand tightly, but the next moment, he felt his arms empty.

At the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his body, which made him unable to move at all. So he could only watch the group of people take the boy away.

Before he closed his eyes, all he could do was to engrave the dark green pattern on the corner of the white figure's clothes firmly in his mind.

-

Shajia suddenly opened his eyes and stared blankly at the darkness in front of him. The death-like suffocation in his dream seemed to still linger around his neck. After a long while, he seemed to come out of the suffocation and began to gasp for breath.

He woke up suddenly, but the scenes in his dream were still vivid, as clear as a movie he had just watched.

He thought about it again this time and noticed details that he had not noticed in his dream, the trees, the holes?

Isn't that the place where he first met Teacher Clive many years ago?

He had long since forgotten it, but when Mr. Clive talked to him about it later, he was able to describe it to him clearly.

What is this, why?

At night, the moon quietly emerges.

The entire military camp was in deep sleep. Shajia could not fall asleep again after waking up from his dream. He quietly came to a hill not far away and stared at the outline of the forest in the dark.

In the past two years, he had never wasted his time aimlessly like this.

But he was just like this at this moment, an incomparable feeling of loneliness surrounded him. He stood here, but he couldn't remember what he should do at this moment.

Think nothing, do nothing.

The dark night passed slowly, and when a streak of white appeared in the sky, Shajia stood up and prepared to go back. Otherwise, if the adjutant couldn't find his people when he came, there would be chaos in the barracks.

At this moment, a terrifying murderous intent swept over him from behind, making him feel like a thorn in his back.