PFC Chapter 352 Machinery
Chapter 352 Machinery
The god of mechanics and craftsmanship has many extraordinary paths, but no matter the branch, they all generally follow two directions.
One type is the traditional artisans, like Bai whom Lin Tian once met. They use psionic weapons to arm themselves.
Whether it's a gun or a cannon, a flexible robotic arm or heavy mechanical armor.
All of these can be created by the skillful hands of craftsmen, and with these things, even ordinary people have the opportunity to fight against the extraordinary.
The other type is quite special; they can be called the mechanical school.
Compared to craftsmen using external tools and weapons to improve themselves, they focused more on self-improvement.
Of course, the improvement they were talking about was not like other superhumans cultivating spiritual energy; what they were doing was physical ascension.
Through their unique methods, they transplanted powerful machinery onto their bodies, replacing their original flesh and blood, and transforming themselves into humanoid weapons.
Through extensive modifications and installations, they can unleash power that is unimaginable to ordinary people; this is the essence of mechanical ascension.
If we had to compare these two approaches, the mechanical style would naturally be superior in terms of combat power alone.
They abandoned the craftsmen's frail bodies and gained stronger physiques, and on this basis, they were also able to use the powerful weapons that the craftsmen had created.
The combat power unleashed in this way is far beyond what craftsmen can match.
The man in the black robe lifted his collar, revealing his body hidden beneath.
His entire upper body was almost entirely encased in machinery. His original flesh and blood body had disappeared and been replaced by powerful armor powered by psionic gears. Even his mouth and eyes had been replaced.
His magnificent appearance and seemingly simple yet extremely complex structure are enough to show that the black-robed man's modification technology is quite advanced.
Even among modifications, there are varying degrees of power. The stronger the armor transplanted onto a person's body, the stronger their combat power will naturally be. Judging from the large area of armor implanted on the black-robed cyborg's body, his strength is definitely not weak.
"You are... a robot?!"
The high priest, being well-informed, recognized the black-robed man as a cyborg when he lifted his clothes; the Skigettes generally referred to these individuals as robots.
Not only was the high priest shocked, but everyone present was also taken aback by the appearance of the man in black robes.
What kind of monster is this?
Of course, the one whose expression changed the most was the little polar bear in the wooden cage.
The moment it saw the black-robed cyborg, its pupils dilated instantly, and fear appeared in its eyes. It was clear that it recognized this guy, and it seemed that this guy had left a considerable shadow on it.
It wanted to escape, but the serious injuries it had sustained last time had not yet healed, and it was extremely difficult to even stand up now, let alone escape.
"Target detected. Instruct clear!"
The cyborg in black robes seemed devoid of emotion, but when he glanced at the little white bear, his eyes flashed red, and he uttered a mechanical, synthesized voice.
click!
Without the slightest hesitation, facing the leaders in the camp, the black-robed cyborg opened his palm, and a small black cut instantly appeared in his palm.
hum~
The energy aggregation took only a few seconds, and as the light particles merged, an energy blast the size of an apple was quickly formed.
call out!
Without a moment's hesitation, the energy blast shot straight toward the crowd the instant it appeared.
boom! ! ! !
Although it was only the size of an apple, the power of this attack was comparable to a mage's fireball. The energy blast exploded in the crowd, instantly blasting away and injuring several leaders who were relatively close by.
"You bastard!!!"
However, the bomb did not scare the people away. After all, they were tribal leaders who governed a region. If they could be scared away by a random attacker, what kind of leaders would they be?
In an instant, three leaders rushed forward with their weapons. However, having never seen a cyborg before, they had clearly underestimated the strength of this black-robed cyborg.
Ping!
Ping!
With one weapon in each hand, the black-robed man used his modified arms to grab each of the incoming weapons, making them unable to advance.
But there were three people on the other side. While the man in black robes grabbed the other two, the third man also circled around behind him, raised his large axe, and slashed fiercely at the man in black robes.
boom! ! ! !
However, although the blow sent sparks flying, it did not cause any damage.
"How can it be!"
The tribal chief exclaimed in surprise as he looked at the black-robed man's gleaming mechanical back!
However, while the three tribal leaders were still in shock, the cyborg in black robes launched another attack.
call! ! ! !
A red light began to flash in the black-robed man's eyes, and the machinery on his body began to spew out large amounts of steam.
Click! ! !
boom! ! !
As the robotic arms began to operate and exert force, the two relatively high-quality weapons were instantly crushed. Driven by the energy, the two robotic arms immediately reached for the necks of the two leaders after crushing the weapons.
click!
Unlike flesh and blood bodies, mechanical bodies can also effectively convey a sense of power.
The most obvious manifestation of this was that, under the constant compression of kinetic energy, the extraordinary bodies of the two leaders were continuously compressed by the mechanical arms, and in a short while, their necks were shrunk to half their original size.
Humans clearly could not withstand such damage, and with two bursts of flesh and blood, they quickly lost their lives.
boom! ! !
Just then, the tribal chief who had attacked him from behind swung his axe again, this time with even greater force, clearly using some kind of combat technique.
But they still couldn't shake him. There was no way around it; he wasn't just a simple body of steel. He had a mid-level magic energy shield, which greatly reduced the impact of most attacks on him.
It wouldn't be something that could be done quickly with just the power of silver.
The tribal chief seemed to have realized what was happening, and his expression gradually turned frightened, but it was too late for fear.
Uh-huh! ! ! !
A steel sword about 30 to 40 centimeters long emerged from the right arm of the black-robed cyborg. With a swift stroke, the cyborg cut the leader to the ground.
hum~
"No!! No!!"
Seeing the black-robed man raise his left hand again and begin to gather an energy blast, the tribal chief hurriedly begged for mercy, but the emotionless black-robed man ignored his pleas.
boom! ! !