Chapter 83 Overload (Two in One)
Damn it, damn it, damn it!
What the hell is going on with this guy?!
His left hand is gone, and the wound on his right hand is so deep that it may fall off at any time. He can only use one of the mechanical arms to press it, but the more he presses, the more painful it becomes, and it will also weaken his combat power at the moment. If he doesn't press it... is he going to tear his arm off himself?
Ocott simply didn't have the courage, so he could only vent all his resentment and anger on Gerard.
But this was of no use. Although he was locked by the "body lock", this guy seemed to be unaffected and attacked Okot once again.
This time, Gerard aimed at Okot's legs.
In less than ten seconds, Ocot's leg had a noticeable wound, and one more blow would split it in two.
It was obvious that Gerard did not intend to take Ocot's life directly, otherwise he could have pointed the sword at Ocot's neck. A wound like that would only require one cut on the neck, and Ocot would not have been able to survive.
Ocot knew that Jellal wanted to capture him alive. If they handed him over to the Skeleton Army, their preparations over the years would most likely fail. This was something Ocot absolutely did not want to see, but he had no way to deal with it now. His hysterical attack on Jellal looked like a child throwing mud at an adult, which was useless except for distraction.
After a brief adjustment, Gerard bent down again and prepared to start a new attack.
...This can't go on any longer!
Ocot's eyes widened little by little.
He must not die here, and must not... affect the final plan!
When Gerard charged at Ocot again, he saw that Ocot's body began to tremble violently, and the eight mechanical arms behind him suddenly began to dance wildly and irregularly.
This made Gerard realize something, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, but his hands did not slow down. He swung the metal bar in a semicircle again. The light golden arc looked like the sun, and he was aiming at Okot's neck.
But it was still a step too slow.
A crisp sound.
The wildly flying mechanical arm slashed down like a blade, finally cutting the metal bar, which had already reached its limit, into two pieces.
The rest of the mechanical arms immediately attacked Jellal.
Having lost his weapon, Jellal had no choice but to retreat.
However, when he retreated to a safe distance, he already had six or seven wounds on his body.
Jellal narrowed his eyes slightly.
He was sure that it wasn't him who was slowing down.
The only possibility is that... the other party is getting faster.
Gerard raised his head and looked at the other end of the carriage.
The eight mechanical arms were completely different from before. They became more alive and more like a whole. If they were just dead objects controlled by Orcot before, just a weapon, no different in essence from the metal bars in Gerard's hands, then now, these weapons have come alive.
Of course Gerald knew what it was.
[Divine Art: Overload].
This is the power of the Lyran gods.
It is possible to operate a metal body or prosthesis in an overloaded state for a short period of time, achieving higher efficiency and greater destructive power, but the price to be paid is the user's mental strength and the life of the machine.
As for overload, Gerard was naturally one of the people who knew the most. After all, more than ten years ago, he and his Xiaoxing had used overload countless times to fight against pollutants that were more powerful than them.
However, the fact that Ocott was now able to use overload was beyond Gerard's understanding.
"Originally, I wanted to wait until I cut off your limbs before asking you." Jellal slowly raised the half-remaining metal bar towards Orcot, "Tianqin originally prohibited adding new prosthetic limbs to the original ones because the current human brain cannot control limbs that do not belong to it. But not only did you add one, you added eight. Theoretically, you either cannot drive these eight mechanical arms, or you will go crazy the moment you drive them. So how did you solve this problem..."
Gerard stopped talking in the middle of his sentence.
Because at this moment Ocot's face has been distorted beyond the ability of a normal human being. His mouth has been stretched into an arc that looks very strange, as if he wants to tear his face apart, and saliva keeps flowing out of his mouth.
"It seems that you haven't solved this problem."
Ocott's expression was ferocious, but his consciousness was still clear. He "roared" at Gerard vaguely: "What do you think we have paid for the new era?!"
"Morality, compassion, and rules." Gerard said, "I don't know what you have paid, I only know what you have contributed. If your current appearance is the new era you are pursuing, then such an era should not come."
"I don't have time to waste on you, Gerard! A new era will finally come! But you won't have the chance to witness it!"
After saying this, Ocot took the initiative to attack Gerard.
...No, it would be more accurate to say that it was the eight mechanical arms that were carrying Orcott and attacking Jellal rather than saying that it was Orcott who was attacking Jellal actively.
It was like a mad spider. Its legs, which were much sharper than ordinary metal, crushed anything that stood in its way. These mechanical arms replaced Ocot's legs, and as it crawled, it made the already messy floor even more riddled with holes.
And Ocot's body was thrown into the air like a pendant.
At this moment, Gerard finally felt the crisis.
He tried his best to dodge and use the half of the metal bar in his hand to block the attacks of the mechanical arms, but he was not as easy as before.
Under the state of [Divine Art Overload], these mechanical arms possessed faster speeds and greater destructive power than before. Originally, Jellal could use the various seats and railings in the narrow space of the carriage to dodge, but now, the mechanical arms were strong enough to cut anything that stood in their way into two pieces. This narrow space instantly became Jellal's shackles.
Of course the more important reason is...the locks on Jellal are still not unlocked.
The thin chains spreading up from the depths still restricted Gerard's every movement and every attack.
Previously, he could still kill Ocot under restricted circumstances, but now, he was like a bug trapped in a spider web, watching the terrifying spider crawling towards him.
"Bang"!
The metal bar in his hand was cut off again and was completely unusable. Gerard had no choice but to take out the dagger he carried with him, but he also knew that this dagger could only allow him to live for one or two more minutes at most and would not have any effect.
Finally, when Jellal was cornered by Orcott, he heard the long-silent voice in his mind.
"It seems that you need a new deal."
boom!
This carriage was completely destroyed. Gerard retreated to the carriage in front of him, and asked himself, "Have you been waiting for this opportunity?"
"Rather than saying I've been waiting, I'd rather say I have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering business opportunities." Bai Wei said with a smile, "How about it, do you want to trade?"
There was another loud bang, and the eight mechanical arms completely tore open the doors between the carriages, and then chased after Gerard like a wild beast. Ocot on it was covered in blood during the violent movement, but it didn't care.
This method of attack reminded Gerard of something, but he was not sure yet.
Gerard said in a deep voice: "Then tell me the content of your deal, and I will see if it makes sense."
"Tsk, it's already this time, you're going to die soon, and it depends on whether it's reasonable or not." Bai Wei said with interest, "Aren't you afraid that I will stand by and watch you die?"
Jellal blocked a thrust with his dagger, sparks flew, and the huge force almost made his dagger fly out of his hand.
But even so, he did not panic at all, but said calmly: "Even if it means death, there are some things that you absolutely cannot do."
"Haha, that does sound like something you would say." Bai Wei said calmly, "But don't worry, I won't let you pay for such a small problem."
A roar of unknown meaning.
The fully extended mechanical arm cut the entire carriage in half, as if it was a monster wantonly demonstrating its own military power and strength.
Is this just a little trouble?
"There are two trading plans. You can choose one." Bai Wei said slowly. "One is to let me take over your body and fight for you. The good thing about this deal is that you don't have to pay too much, but the bad thing is that I'm not sure whether the 'lock' on you will be unlocked after I take over your body. So the outcome of the fight is uncertain. At most, the chance of winning is only 70%."
...Can we still have a 70% winning rate without unlocking the lock?
Jellal didn't know whether he should believe it or not, but he still rejected this plan, because letting a being far more terrifying than the guy in front of him control his body was not a wise decision no matter how he thought about it.
He turned slightly to the side and avoided another attack from the mechanical arm.
The sharp mechanical arm scraped across the steel plate on his chest, creating a series of sparks. These sparks splashed onto his beard, making him smell a faint burnt smell.
"What's the other plan?"
"As for the other plan... that's much simpler. You just need to get closer to his real body, the half-dead guy." Bai Wei said, "Leave the rest to me."
"Just get close to his real body?"
"Yes, you should have guessed what controls these eight hands, right? Now, you just need to turn this guess into fact." Bai Wei said with a smile, "This is very simple for me."
Gerard was silent for a while, but he did not stop moving. He continued to retreat, constantly approaching the first carriage, which was also the place connected to the bridge of the fifth district. As long as they crossed the bridge, the devil army would immediately come forward to solve the trouble here.
But Gerard also knew that he would never be able to cross the bridge now.
So, after another carriage was destroyed by Ocot, he asked, "So, what do you want?"
"A promise."
"A promise?"
"Yes, Gerald, a promise," Bai Wei said, "a promise that will not violate your principles of conduct."
"…What are the specific contents?"
"Haha, I can't tell you the details now." Bai Wei chuckled and said, "Only one day in the future, I will tell you... How do you want to make this deal?"
"roar"!!!
Ocot let out a roar that was completely inhuman, and this time, he was infinitely close to Gerard.
It only takes a moment to decide the outcome.
Gerard didn't want to agree. His intuition told him that the promise would bring him a lot of trouble in the future... But he knew he had no choice. He didn't even have time to think about it, because the mechanical arm had blocked all his escape routes.
Then he doesn't have to choose.
He stopped retreating, and under the restraint of the "body lock", he used all his strength to rush towards Okot's body.
"If it doesn't violate my code of conduct..."
He leaped high toward Ocot, his posture like a reptile that had broken free from a spider web and was launching a final attack on its natural enemy.
"Then I agree." He said softly.
In Ocot's eyes, Gerard's figure quickly enlarged. The few bits of rationality in his brain felt a little strange, but were soon swallowed up by greater madness. The uncontrollable instinct made him open his mouth again, almost tearing his entire jaw apart.
Then, a mud-like monster crawled out of Ocot's throat, and it roared at Gerald, with endless madness and joy in its voice.
Jellal's eyes widened instantly.
Sure enough, the one controlling the eight robotic arms was not Okot, but... the pollution planted in Okot's body!
At this distance, Gerard had no way to avoid the mental erosion caused by the pollutants.
Soon, Jellal felt the pollution flowing into his brain along with the roar.
Then, that crazy roar began to echo in his mind.
Gerard knew that he was contaminated.
…
The pollution gathered and took shape in Jellal's sea of consciousness.
They were running around madly, and the power surrounding them was enough to destroy the thinking and sanity of hundreds of ordinary people in an instant.
It's like a wolf rushing into the sheepfold.
But what confused them was that there were no sheep in the sheepfold.
There was only darkness and nothingness.
No matter how they explored, they could not find the edge of this sea of consciousness.
Until they saw a chair.
There is a "person" sitting on the chair.
He seemed to have been dead for a long time. His entire body was empty, with more than half of his body parts and organs missing. What remained there seemed to be just a broken shell.
But even so, this broken body still makes the pollutants "feel" uneasy.
But logically speaking, they should not have any rationality other than instinctive madness, but they still quieted down, stopped the roar that seemed to never stop, and looked at the broken body in silence.
Then, they "saw" the broken body slowly open one of its eyes.
The remains glanced over here.
Just a glance.
The pollutants all went crazy.
…
"Click."
Gerard landed safely, his eyes full of disbelief.
Because he felt that the pollution in his mind... had been eliminated.
How long has it been?
From the time he sensed that he was contaminated to the time the contamination was removed, that is, the time it took him to land... Was there even a second in between?
When could pollution be removed so easily? Or was everything just an illusion? Was he still polluted?
Before Jellal could figure it out, a heart-wrenching wail immediately drew his attention.
It was Okot who screamed.
The eight mechanical arms seemed to have their own consciousness, and were now tearing Ocot's body apart like mad, as if they wanted to tear their master into pieces.
Judging from the performance of these robotic arms, they don't seem to be killing their master, but rather... afraid.
They kept tearing, just wanting to escape from here, wanting to escape from something like crazy.
Pollutants are…crazy.
After coming to this conclusion, Gerard couldn't help but wonder if he was crazy.
…
Pollution is going crazy!
As their host, Okot could feel this more clearly. He didn't know what happened. The pollution that was released to corrode Gerard's mind returned in an instant, and showed great fear. This fear made them, who were already irrational, even more crazy.
Originally they were strong because of madness, but now they were crazy because of fear. Their instincts changed from destruction to fear, and this fear almost tore Okot apart.
Ocot didn't know what was going on. He used all his strength to suppress the out-of-control pollutants and regain control of his arms, thus avoiding being torn into pieces on the spot.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a crisp "click" sound was heard.
He turned his head subconsciously, and then saw a scene that he would never forget.
Gerard was slowly standing up, wiping the wound on his face, and said softly: "Sure enough, you used pollutants to control those mechanical arms. You planted the pollutants in your body. According to the laws of Lyra, you... can also be defined as polluted."
The "click" sound continued to ring.
Those were the "locks" that bound Jellal's metal body. At this moment, they were breaking inch by inch, and then falling from Jellal's body like rust being shaken off.
"According to the laws of Lyra, it is the duty of every knight to obliterate the pollutants. The pollutants will not be protected by the 'lock'."
Gerard had stood up straight, and the long-dusty metal was vibrating wildly at this moment, as if a sleeping lion had awakened at this moment.
Ocot finally realized something. He quickly stepped back, shouting in fear: "You can't do anything to me! I'm not a pollutant! I'm a Lyran, I'm a Lyran!"
Jellal didn't say anything, just looked at Orcot quietly, and the metal on Jellal's body formed a sharp contrast with his calmness.
The frequency of its vibrations became higher and higher, and the sounds it made became louder and louder, like a wild beast that had been bound for ten years, with its bones broken, its fangs ground off, and its eyes blinded. But when it smelled the scent of its natural enemy, the beast would still desperately destroy the cage, cut the chains, and let out the most deafening roar.
It's human nature.
This is the nature of the evening star.
After being sealed away for ten years, this body that should have been eliminated long ago entered [Overload] with an extreme roar.
"Bang"!
The last link of the chain deep inside the body was broken during the [Overload].
Ocot finally felt fear and immediately tried to escape, but before he could turn around, Jellal grabbed one of the mechanical arms.
"You are a pollutant." Gerald said calmly, "and my duty is to prevent any pollutant from corroding Tianqin."
He exerted force suddenly, pulled Okoto towards himself, and raised his fist that was in [Overload].
Then he punched Ocott through the heart.
Failed to break into 6,000.jpg. However, this is a long chapter, and I can only write about the battle like this for now. I hope the viewing experience is better than before.
(End of this chapter)
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