God Emperor's Angel of Death

Chapter 422

Nivarus woke up, but there was no war at the moment.

During his long service life, he learned a lot, one of which was to control his anger and only erupt when needed.

He didn't need it at the moment, so he controlled his anger.

He analyzed, scanned, judged.

A few seconds later, his judgment was as follows——

He is in his iron coffin. His iron coffin is waiting for transportation. Perhaps it is just a non-standard operation in the process of transportation.

He was disappointed that there was no war at the moment.

He used the methods he learned to control disappointment and anger.

In addition, he realized that he needed to control his anxiety.

Anxiety is similar to fear, which is a weapon he used in the past, but now he firmly rejects fear.

Therefore, he is more anxious.

Nivarus was a soldier of the eighth Legion and a company commander.

In the decades from his acceptance of genetic modification to his death in battle, he was fearless and did not.

No matter what he faced, even the final death itself, he never felt fear.

When he first talked to the priest of science and technology after his death, they told him that the situation would change from now on - his body was difficult to maintain, too many organic tissues were gasified, and he could not continue to have the life that ordinary people have.

However, due to his courage and dedication, as well as his suitable physique, he will be given an honor that his remains can form the organic core of a semi mechanical and semi biological existence.

He will become a fearless mecha.

As a man of flesh and blood, nevalus thought fearless mecha was a cage.

Only those unlucky people will be pulled back from the edge of death and placed in an incomparable war machine.

But as a son of the eighth legion, this kind of thing is not in line with their style and thought. More often, they prefer to die freely. Most of the eighth Legion are fearless with some kind of punishment and compulsion.

Fearless mecha is an important component of the army's combat effectiveness. They will also suffer war damage. Therefore, when the iron coffin is empty and suitable candidates appear on the battlefield, new mecha will be built.

Nivarus didn't want to be fearless, but it was his decision and he couldn't go against it.

So he was trapped in a box forever.

At the beginning of the transformation, the priest of science and technology told him that he still needed to make some adjustments.

The first is mental adjustment.

Any fearless, even the oldest ones, used to be novices. They need to change their action mode as healthy humans in the past.

Secondly, the priest of science and technology said that he would lose many things that are natural to the body, such as sleep.

Fearless will sleep only when he enters the static sleep, and he will experience - or he will not experience, the long sleep period, because they will ensure that he sleeps most of the time, and they will wake him up only when he needs to fight.

The priest of science and technology said it was to alleviate the pain.

All fearless, once implanted in the iron coffin, will feel more or less continuous pain.

The sad body was wrapped in a semi mechanical and semi organic net, connected to the conductive fiber system and sealed in an armored iron coffin.

The analgesia that fearless could accept before his death could not be realized, so he could not suppress the pain.

For the same reason, nevalus began to worry about emotional fluctuations that he had never felt before - he would experience anger and rage.

Although fearless mecha gives him destructive power, he will still miss his mortal body.

He will hate his death, regret the current situation, and have nothing else in his heart until he hates this cold and empty second life.

In order to avoid these pain, pain and anger, he will spend a long time in deep sleep.

They also say he may be attacked by fear, especially in the early stages.

The priest of science and technology explained that this was due to the great changes he had experienced - his consciousness had been stripped from the kind of mortal linear timeline he could recognize or understand.

In fact, the long dormancy can be said to have separated him from time itself.

Fear is a concept that has nothing to do with star soldiers. It is only a self-regulation of the mind for this extreme fate.

Nivarus will learn to control and use it, just like anger.

Finally, the fear will be eliminated, and he will be as fearless as he was when he was a legion soldier.

But it takes time.

His hormones and biological chemicals will be carefully and gradually adjusted. He will accept hypnotherapy and adaptation fine-tuning. He will be taught by his colleagues. Those ancient sacred fearlessness have been used to this strange fate.

He asked the tech priests.

"As a fighting brother, although I will die, I will never give in. Now you say I will feel fear? Then why do you call me fearless?"

"This is what we call anger."

The priest of science and technology replied at that time:

"You'll adjust. Sleep will help. Start the hibernation program."

"Wait! Wait!"

This is the last conversation between nivarus and the technology priest.

Then he officially became a glorious fearless in the eighth legion, using the scornful type of external machine armor.

They woke him up many times after that.

In istawan, in Samara, in saguarsa

There were too many places and too many enemies. He couldn't remember where he had been and who he had fought with. He only remembered that his shell had been changed again and again.

The fearless men of his time almost fell away. Only he was lucky to survive and became the oldest fearless of the eighth Legion.

But for him, that's all.

The last time he woke up, nivarus probably only remembered that he was fighting a group of red armored enemies, under the deck of the curse echo.

According to the number on his built-in timer, he has been dormant for two years.

In the past two years, what he did most was the same dream, a dream about murder. Maybe it was not a dream, but his past memories.

The sun shines through the clouds over the vibrant piamon city of irabat.

People raised their heads with the sound of thunder in the crowded streets.

The low clouds over the city were stained with rich amber.

The storm stone, their flagship, is dazzling.

The news of the war spread in the sky. When their protectors rode horses to meet the invaders, every piamon prayed that they could continue to be free.

Suddenly, there was a deafening sound from the flagship, trees swaying and newspapers flying.

When the heroes of the storm rock battle triumphed, piamon sounded such a horn. This is the voice of victory, which is remembered by every piamon man and woman.

When they heard the call for victory again, cheers broke out from the city.

People began to celebrate that the invaders had been driven away, and the future of piamon belonged to the piamon themselves.

Then something fell to the ground.

At a corner, people suddenly stopped the carnival. They craned their necks and looked at their compatriots blocked at the intersection.

Something fell from the sky and smeared blood and flesh on the rock.

Soon, another thing fell, the cheering stopped abruptly, and the sudden alarm took its place.

Then there was another... One after another

The crowd began to scream. They raised their heads. Panic and confusion distorted everyone's faces. A crimson cloud was leaning down from the storm rock.

More bodies fell and the citizens fled.

They were desperate and trampled on their compatriots who could not dodge.

A woman screamed because a body hit her roof and her skinnless face stared at her.

Corpses, skinnless bodies falling like rain, and the laughter of the king of night——

"Brother nevalus."

A voice woke him up, but there was no war at the moment.

He analyzed, scanned, judged.

The locator system reads the information of the thinking space and tells him that his iron coffin is in a strange space.

He wondered why he was awakened.

Is it a non-standard operation? The stevedore shook his iron coffin? Tarry and fomont are not far from him. They are in their respective iron coffins.

Is he misplaced? Or is it some kind of abnormal waste code that leads to the activation of his thinking system?

Nivarus didn't know, and there seemed to be no technology priest nearby.

Is this normal?

He felt trapped, he felt anxious, and then fear came.

Then nivarus noticed that the dormancy system tried to drag him back to his sleep, and they tried to get him out of the pain and anger.

Nivarus suddenly remembered what he wanted to say to the technology priest.

They were wrong.

What fearless fears is not pain.

But silence, nothingness, sleep.

It's the kind of prison you can't escape.

"Brother nevalus."

The sound became clearer, and then his visual system was activated externally. A face, a strange and familiar face, appeared in front of him.

This is a cunning but firm face. The lightning scar on the corner of his mouth makes the man look as if he is always smiling.

He remembered the face, but his brain was very confused.

"Commander nevalus."

The voice is clearer, the face is more familiar, and the memory follows.

"One, one company commander... Yago savitalion."

He finally found his memory.

And I know why I woke up.