Machinery…What is machinery?

Simply put, as long as you have energy, these lives cast from steel can move.

As long as there is an order, this group of steel killing machines can pick up their butcher knife again.

This is the machine, the body is destroyed but can be reborn infinitely, without fear, without mercy, and perfect killing props.

Luo Qianhuan thought of this when he heard Luo Lin’s prompt.

They... are not dead.

Luo Qianhuan stared at the steel parts that were sleeping in this square, like a tomb.

It is possible to feel that something called the soul is inspiring in this room.

"My father used to be their legion commander, but now he is, but my father doesn't know how to prove himself."

Luo Lin can only remind her that she has come here. Her long disappearance indicates what path Luo Qianhuan will take in the future. Since the future has changed, Luo Lin has no reason not to distort it any more.

Because, Luo Lin's psychology is deeply rooted in Luo Qianhuan's crazy factor.

A feast of kings only requires one protagonist.

This is what Luo Qianhuan once said.

"You mean my race marks can control them?" Luo Qianhuan squatted down and stroked the closest part of the steel limbs. The degree of incompleteness could no longer tell which part of it was.

"Please try the power of rule in the soul of my father."

Luo Lin was ready to witness Luo Qianhuan's appearance as if he had become the commander of the legion again.

Bloodline mark, the name after Luo Qianhuan's advanced racial skills changed, the bloodline flowing in Luo Qianhuan's blood is called the God's treasure. As the name suggests, it is all gods in the world who can be called treasures.

As long as it is an existence that can be called a tool, in theory, Luo Qianhuan has the right to rule absolutely.

So what about the gods?

The machinery of killing, steel, and ruthless bodies... are they not instruments? Equipments born for fighting.

He... could control them. Luo Qianhuan opened the white gloves he wore on his hand. As a deacon suit, Luo Qianhuan was used to wearing this glove to hide the back of his hand. The White Dragon Sacred Sword Emblem symbolized by the connection between Sethili and himself.

If Luo Qianhuan remembers correctly, he does have such a ability in his bloodline mark.

Then the instruments stained with your own blood will always surrender to your will.

Luo Qianhuanlai always thought that this ability of absolute command is not useful in the celestial beings.

But how can I know if I don’t try it? And Lorraine is sure to win. As a future person, Lorraine is sure to be sure to let herself do this.

Luo Qianhuan bit his thumb with his teeth. A drop of scarlet red mixed with some golden blood flowed out.

The golden color was brought by the bloodline of the Blue Eye Ultimate Dragon in Luo Qianhuan's body. Luo Qianhuan's blood contained various crazy-level energy.

In a word, Luo Qianhuan is full of treasures... After killing, he can be promoted to level 100... It is perfect to become a brave man who can fight against the great devil.

Of course, the benefits of capturing Luo Qianhuan are even greater.

After all, it is a omnipotent holy sword. No matter who owns it, you can stand at the top of the world.

"Now I just want to stand at your peak." Luo Qianhuan's thumb, which was covered with blood, placed high on a body that was so damaged that it could not see its true appearance.

"Rare, the dead warrior. For the new king, the new legion, the new command... and the new world."

Under this sacred ritual, Luo Qianhuan poured what he wanted into his blood, and then the blood dripped on the surface of the broken mecha.

This body can already be thrown into the waste recycling station... Luo Qianhuan is a little uncertain about how much he can revive them with just a drop of blood.

But Lorene kept staring at the drop of blood attached to the metal surface. When the droplet gradually merged into the steel, Lorene, who had always been calm, couldn't help but sigh...

"Move...I'm starting." Luo Qianhuan discovered that the body that could no longer see clearly was moving again.

It was probably the part of the hand, and Luo Qianhuan could see clearly, not because he dragged his broken body and stood up after implanting Luo Qianhuan's blood donation. This was dead, broken steel that could not be described in words... It once again rejuvenated a new life!

Its parts began to be recombined, eliminating useless parts, leaving behind parts that could still be moved. Gradually, this body, which was probably two people tall, was recombined and once again made a sound of steel delivery and stood in front of Luo Qianhuan.

These steels are like life, they consciously change their size and shape, from smaller aspects…

When the dead body of the celestial being reborn in front of Luo Qianhuan again, it had changed into another appearance.

In addition to the color painting, Luo Qianhuan could barely recognize that it was the already damaged body of the celestial being.

Luo Qianhuan had no other way to recognize the appearance of this body just now, because... it had undergone earth-shaking changes.

It became closer to the human form, and was about two heads taller than Luo Qianhuan... In the body covered by steel, the patterns of human muscles were clearly visible.

Luo Qianhuan is very serious about this appearance...

"Does the Heavenly Empire like the protagonist costumes in the island crisis so much?"

The appearance of the celestial being in front of him who absorbed Luo Qianhuan's blood and resurrected, the bio-fabricated costume in the official Crisis series, is just that there is no life in it.

"Because my father subconsciously wants to make it like this."

Listening to Luo Qianhuan's complaints, Luo Lin explained...

It seems that my thoughts work. This resurrected celestial being did not show any attack on Luo Qianhuan.

Then, Luo Qianhuan has the possibility of controlling the entire Tianren Empire again.

It's just that the price paid is a little heavier...

"I want to turn them into this..." Luo Qianhuan repeatedly thought about the words Luo Lin said.

Finally, I looked at the steel body standing in front of me again.

Luo Qianhuan can control it!

A familiar feeling! A missing feeling!

I... can control it!

Luo Qianhuan stretched out his hand, spread his five fingers and aimed at the body...

Suddenly, the same data stream flowed out of its eyes covered by steel, as in Luo Qianhuan's pupils.

This one pulled out a long sword made of iron from his waist.

"Cut me off!"

This feeling of familiarity made Luo Qianhuan's heart boil.

As a machine, it does not need to hesitate about this thing. The sharp edge of the sword cuts through the space and slashes on Luo Qianhuan's shoulders. The wound extends to the waist...

Blood came out of the wound...

"The familiar feeling..." Luo Qianhuan couldn't forget it.
Chapter completed!