This was the first time Xu Yichen saw a fearful deceased person. Even though the wreckage had been lying here for a long time, it still had a ferocious momentum.

This is the intelligent weapon that completely exterminated humans on a certain timeline? Xu Yichen dragged this body out of the scrap iron pile with both hands. He wanted to take a closer look at what the scrap iron is capable of, and accomplished such a feat on its timeline.

The wreckage of the deceased man disappeared from below the waist. The incision was as smooth as a mirror, and the remaining upper body was no less than that of Xu Yichen, who was wearing armor.

The upper body of the fearful deceased is structurally similar to Xu Yichen's skeleton. In that virtual memory that seems real and false, Xu Yichen has seen his mutated bone structure. There are support frames similar to hydraulic structures on both sides of the spine like snake scales, and the ribs are alienated into two bone plates that bite each other, increasing the overall defense.

The fearful people obviously use rib-like designs to increase individual survival ability. The gray metal is covered with lines thinner than hair, forming countless complex patterns, which can only be displayed if it is illuminated with laser light.

"That's the way they use to record military achievements." The general stood behind Xu Yichen at some point: "This fearless person, whose consciousness body failed to leave this shell, left our network isolation technology, is more efficient than them, and I destroyed it with my own hands."

The general used his metal finger to pass through the wreckage: "The fear of the dead are much stronger than us in war, and we have learned a lot from them."

Xu Yichen noticed that the structure of the general's body was almost a smaller version of the deceased, and the material that constituted its shell was very similar.

"When the fearful deceased fell into a deep sleep, the gods' control over the world also decreased a lot." The general told some past stories in a rare way: "We were able to guide civilization in the name of the ancient Roman Empire. After the legion left, we completely lost the ability to query and rewrite the underlying code."

Xu Yichen could see that the general was very regretful of the departure of the legion and often talked about the legion. On the contrary, the staff rarely mentioned the legion.

The Apocalypse was madly conveying his desire for the wreckage of the dead. Xu Yichen wanted to kick it a few times to let it calm down for a while, but the Apocalypse, who was in the contract space, was obviously a long-lived and cheeky man, who ignored Xu Yichen's warning.

Xu Yichen took out the [War Disaster] big sword and measured it on the Deadly Feared Deadly, then activated the weapon, and the sharp sawtoothed out crazily on the wreckage of the Deadly Fearing Deadly. It took a few seconds to cut it into the depth of two fingers. Xu Yichen had never seen such a strong metal material before.

"Will my mount have any effect after eating this thing?" Xu Yichen almost got up to his mind to carry the wreckage back and asked the madmen of the Academy of Sciences to help him change it into armor. However, in the end, he could not resist Tianqi's begging and asked the general.

"The memory on this wreck has been removed. To you, this is just a pile of rare metal." The general replied: "You can eat it with confidence."

Xu Yichen did not hesitate, and his hands enveloped the wreckage, feeding it to Apocalypse bit by bit through the power of contract. On the attribute panel, the progress bar where Apocalypse is in an evolutionary state was suddenly filled with.

The pride of the roar echoed throughout the contract space. Xu Yichen took a step back, knelt on one knee and placed his palm on the ground, sending a summoning signal to the roar.

The metal floor swayed slowly as if it had been melted, and the black magic pattern dispelled the rust on the ground and floated into the air.

"Hiss-!!" It was still the familiar hissing sound. Accompanied by the heavy metal-style engine, white high-temperature steam spread out from the summoning space, covering the surrounding ten meters of space.

The general had to create a gust of cold wind to blow away the surrounding steam, and then Xu Yichen saw the new image of his mount.

It was an armored beast that looked not much smaller than an elephant. No one would believe that it was a horse at first sight. Its strong limbs and its sword-strapped tail always reminded people of evil subspace creatures.

Xu Yichen needed to raise his head to see the scarlet eyes of Anime. The huge head of Anime grew two pairs of curved horns, and huge fangs grew on its jaw like a crocodile. If the Lannister brothers here would find that just looking at the head, Anime looked more orthodox than the little dragon.

As a soldier, Xu Yichen was quite satisfied with this look that looked very ferocious. He was still rust-red. Against the backdrop of the steam that kept spraying out of his chest, he actually looked a little solemn.

However, neither the Apocalypse horse nor Xu Yichen, nor even the general's iron lump could be solemn at this time, and Xu Yichen even wanted to wear a helmet to cover his face.

Obviously, the smoke was specially created by Apocalypse. I wanted to have a cool transformation or something, but it was ruthlessly blown away by the general, exposing the apocalypse that had just begun to live.

The giant, who stood up straight for more than four meters in height, was tightening his hind legs at this time, and looked anxious. After finding that the steam was dispersed, he grinned and showed an embarrassing but elegant smile at Xu Yichen.

Xu Yichen slapped on Tianqi's long face, and his gloves and cheeky skin clashed.

But Apocalypse is Apocalypse. Seeing that the work was not done, he gritted his teeth and continued to transform.

The forelimbs and hind limbs are stretched as long as possible, and are bent in reverse like flexible materials into a circle. The abdomen is lifted up, and with the sound of countless gears biting each other, they twist themselves into the shape of a heavy motorcycle.

As if to find the place, the apocalypse snorted a secret urging core, and a large number of spikes suddenly grew on the outside of the two round track tires, and two blade wings similar to dragon-wing shapes were also extended on both sides of the motorcycle.

The Apocalypse slowly started, and he was pleasing around Xu Yichen, as if showing off his new shape. The sharp metal spikes crushed the metal road with scars. The Apocalypse took a bite and swallowed it when he passed by a tank-shaped scrap metal.

"When we designed the auxiliary combat system, we never designed a similar program." The general immediately took out the ancient Roman Empire: "I guess it was because I was wandering outside for years, and some errors occurred in the program. I suggest dismantling the machine and checking it."
Chapter completed!