Chapter 1070: NO．193：Newly born outside, one must learn to protect oneself

NO．193：Newly born outside, one must learn to protect oneself.

As everyone knows, to humanity, the greatest threat posed by demons is their dangerous assimilative ability.

And the Faction, compared to pure physical attack, possesses a neurotoxin that can erode both spirit and body, an invasive attribute that assimilates them.

But!

When you have enough cards in hand, and enough variety, playing cards becomes a very simple matter.

And what is simple card-play like?

Just play your own.

Card competition has always been a cruel game; as long as one side can play, that's enough,

Just like now——

Three steel titans stand upon the Terra (game-limited) earth.

Their steel bodies, cold logic circuits, are truly the crystallization of wisdom, man-made idols, the embodiment of power.

All are unafraid of spiritual assimilation and substantive toxin.

And when they suddenly appear behind some part of the Faction horde, at that instant of appearance, each is surrounded by excessively dazzling special effects.

Boom!

With mechanisms extending and energy surging, beneath the magnificent spectacle of sparks pouring forth like a blazing cloud:

Jierbalisi switches to complete form, destruction mode.

Demon God Zero unfurls its zero-style black hole wings, imitation demon god power operating at full throttle.

In the moment these two are still transforming and bursting forth, the plain Yingpulazha has already opened its shoulder-mounted cannon and head-mounted triple Gatling guns, all gun ports deployed.

It began to spin.

With the upper body spinning 360° at high speed, it indiscriminately bombards all directions.

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Although the barrage will also cover their bulkier, taller companions, even if there is no metal locally, those two can still perform simple-level repairs.

Moreover, the firepower of Yingpulazha may not necessarily cause any destruction to Jierbalisi.

As for the one that, although it has the form and ability simulation of Demon God Zero, suffers from inferior values due to its prototype, the Apocalyptic Demon God can simply rely on its ability usage to avoid being hit.

By measuring, cutting, pasting, and tampering with causality, this ability likewise causes the distant Shu who senses it, and a certain Ji observing the battlefield from some safe haven, to slightly widen their eyes.

This too is a moment of charm in the cross-cultural exchange of another world, but for now, Aomo summoning these three is not to showcase firepower supremacy and violent aesthetics.

He merely aims to break the stalemate.

Because the surrounding Faction horde truly dazzles him.

Whether it's the teeming numbers, the generally large size, or the mingling of gigantic forms, it makes it hard for him to locate Yishamala's whereabouts.

This won't do.

Even Aomo Lindun, confident in his observational skills, cannot conduct a fine-grained anomaly search like nitpicking in a short time.

Better to open Jierbalisi's scanning radar fully.

Then release that Demon God Zero which symbolizes his essence.

After all, he is well aware of one thing: he seems to have considerable attraction toward Yishamala.

This of course does not refer to male-female charm, but rather, when he first met Sikadi, the portion of Yishamala's spirit belonging to her had already been externalized.

The Corrupting Heart invites him.

It invites him, this existence that hides assimilation, pursues assimilation, and bears assimilative power.

However, he at that time straightforwardly refused.

Moreover, he used the sealing technique he learned as a child from an old man in the courtyard, adding a layer to Sikadi's spirit.

One could say his quality is sorely lacking.

Not only does he not respond to the invitation, he also gets his hand chopped off by someone else.

But Yishamala is clearly no ordinary person; for her, a severed hand is nothing—it heals quickly, and not long ago she even manifested a deeper longing for him.

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The joke is made like that, but he clearly knows that, whether it's his value or that lingering aura, he can indeed bring the other the most vivid knowledge.

Not only is the horde's deployment, perhaps even she herself can advance further.

And such longing is not even triggered by zero-distance contact.

Yishamala evidently possesses a certain means of perception rooted in the concept of spirit.

The genuine article is like that; what about the NPCs simulated in this game?

So far, Aomo has encountered the modded NPC Yifulite capable of transforming into an Efreet, and also seen the NPC Wang and NPC Kaxiena, whose fidelity is not that of a counterfeit, with abilities and thought processes astonishingly superb.

Upon arriving at the Great Yan Front with a entourage, seeing more NPCs including the Doctor, and further witnessing that the Sea of Solaris has indeed been triggered—he cannot help but further believe that the Rhein Life folks who created this game absolutely harbor grand ambitions.

The computational load is too great, the restoration too painstaking.

Even though he is largely unfamiliar with most NPCs, he still senses the realism and thoughtful design of certain deep-immersion game masterpieces.

And this also becomes his reason for believing that the Yishamala here is likely extremely similar to the real-world Yishamala.

So let's display once again.

In that milieu brimming with war flames and horrid things, where the horde and demons are fierce to the point of madness, as if all bear a bloody grudge against the three colossal mechanical guardians, Aomo closes his eyes in his heart.

There are no eyelids; it's merely that the light in the silver eye sockets, suffused with black flame, dims slightly, while the sensory touch of spirit radiates outward incessantly.

On Terra soil, spiritual perception is the exclusive domain of few Source Stone Arts users, while the Faction's information sharing and Saketa's (like the angel Lei miu le) emotional sharing are branches of the same field but different lines.

But in the Holy Terra Federation, the category called Source Energy encompasses countless arts and techniques that can cover all of the above.

Regarding that portion concerning spirit, even though Aomo initially learned only what the textbook taught, after his demon bloodline awakened he still seemingly received some gifted talent bonus.

So he is now attentively sensing.

They were also calling out with all their might.

Whether it was Demon God Zero or his unrestrained display of self through demonification, both were demonstrating an intention.

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Although it seems somewhat off, it also seems not really wrong.

The evolution of the Faction ultimately proceeds through consumption, through nutrients, moving ever upward.

This is an inevitable path for the evolution of flesh-and-blood beings, and they lack more knowledge, lack more flexible logic, and lack a clearer future.

Therefore, it awaits Aomo.

Anticipating meeting, anticipating understanding, anticipating response, longing for never to part.

Join, assimilate, become……

For those whose development had once stalled, even after acquiring massive nutrients, they still did not obtain the kind of varied, fierce resistance that would have prevented the Faction's purification path from temporarily falling into a bottleneck for the newcomers.

They, too, urgently hope for the addition of new members.

Although they still do not know why resistance has not been more varied and fierce up to now, it is because Aomo and a few others discussed it as part of their strategy.

Even most of the talent has been gathered here, gathered in the Flame Crow Union that can be called the final defense line, which is why their development has been so sluggish.

But at present, Aomo has indeed become the entity it urgently longs for.

It will step forward on its own.

And another part of it will sense the aura that fills it with immense fear.

Such self-tugging will be accompanied by a clear mental and spiritual tug-of-war, distinct from the chaotic 'foolishness' of the Faction and the evil demons.

At that moment, the demon turned its head and gazed upon a certain path, like a whale or a dragon—a giant beast mingling among the Faction.

I saw you.