"Son of Corruption..."

Looking at the gray fox-faced armor of Turing's true face, the son of Root let out a scream and struggled frantically, trying to escape the clamp of the phantom limbs.

Turing must have never expected the charlatan to give him such a name. The rage that had gradually exploded under his words stagnated. At this moment, the son of Root's roar turned into a scream. Turing then found that the armor and active flesh that had been torn by him like building blocks were trembling faintly-

They are still stuck to the Root Son in a state of puppet-like shape, through the tiny child body tentacles as medium, and because they are violently torn apart, there are many traces of tearing from the inside out on his body.

Turing frowned and activated his phantom limbs to thrust into the chest of the Son of Root. But the next moment, the armor and wreckage that had been torn by him were all returned to him along the thin metal tentacles of the Son of Root. With a shrill scream, a large number of spikes exploded from his body, piercing the flesh and the returning armor together—

Such scenes usually only occur when Turing actively detonates the phantom limbs.

The piercing roots were frantically whipping on the phantom limbs that pinched the host's head. The strong shock made Turing escape from his hand. The son of the root roared and landed on the ground, slashing the dust and retreating for several meters. The mechanical and active flesh on his body fell off, and sucking blood. The exposed skin shriveled at an extremely fast speed:

"I... dedicate my flesh and blood, my soul to my great roots... Please give me supreme divine power!!!"

The son of root roared, and the blood and flesh-stained children had dyed him red, and then rushed towards Turing with his body, and his speed increased by more than twice, and then smashed it back at a faster speed—

A thick phantom limb that expanded to a radius of one meter pushed him into the wall, allowing him to struggle and roar, and it was difficult to make a step further. Then his body stopped struggling and made an incredible sound again:

"No...no! My power... is losing?! I have clearly sacrificed to you... Everything I have sacrificed to you, why..."

Puff—

With the huge phantom limb being pulled out, a tiny metal tentacle also pulled out his chest from the heart of the claws, and returned to Turing's back. Then a pitch-black metal claw was re-imprinted on his cheek, pushing him hard into the wall, and cracks were printed with cracks with the crackling sound-

It was a sharp claw constructed by the phantom limbs covering Turing's arms. He pressed the Son of Root on the wall with his own hands, and his other hand also turned into another claw in the flipped skin, piercing the Son of Root on the chest:

"The foolish and pitiful Banga people."

The flesh and blood tore and squeaked, and the sharp claws pulled up the blood of the sky. A phantom limb stained with blood was cut out from the body of the root son. Amid the screams of the sky, the reaggregated exoskeletons and active flesh and blood all fell to the ground.

Plop.

Turing let go of his hand, and the son of Root fell to the ground completely, covered in blood. Compared to his shallow appearance, he was already several times withered at this moment.

"Why...you..."

The son of Root still widened his eyes and looked up at Turing in disbelief.

He didn't know why at that moment, the gifts in his body completely lost control and the sacrifice was forcibly interrupted. At this moment, the other party was able to pull the gifts out of his body.

“It’s very simple.”

Turing squatted down and covered his bloody head like a child, but his movements were not very gentle. He pinched the local braids with his hair at the same time, lifted them hard, and leaned closer to his cheek:

"Because this is my thing."

Bang.

The face hit the ground, and Turing touched a piece of active flesh and blood that was almost inactive, which came from the other party:

"The Demon God Technology, you played it like this... Sacrifice armor? It's ridiculous... and the name of the Corrupt Son... Developed into this, I thought I had disappeared for a hundred years, not a month."

Then, he threw down his active flesh and blood and his eyes returned to the son of Root:

"Don't worry, you won't die, before I get what I want..."

"You...blasphemer...son of corrupt son! Don't think about it..."

Bang!

The sharp claws pinched the son of Root's cheeks, and the sharp claw blade penetrated into the skin, spilling out blood:

"Don't you understand?"

He raised his other hand and Turing snapped his fingers gently.

In an instant, countless phantom limbs burst out from all directions, twisting their dark figures and dancing wildly in the horrified eyes of the son of Root:

"Banga people, I am your 'God'."

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The active flesh and blood on the ground had completely become ordinary muscle fibers, and waves of decay came. Turing urged his phantom limbs to throw the broken corpse under his feet to the anxious Chaos Nortes. When he got up, there was a bloody data box in his hand, connecting a brain wave synapse.

He has already got what he wants.

The leader of the Root Sect, known as the son of Banga, is unknown.

The Son of Corruption is the title of the "pagan" leader claimed by the other party's doctrine. There is also such a saying in the doctrine:

[The body of the root is preserved by us, but the pagans took away the soul of the root. And the son of Bangjia obtained the magical artifact given by the root. He will regain the soul of the root, drive away all injustice, and save this loess.]

The betrayer compared himself to the God's benefactor and the savior, split the organization in the form of a sect, and smeared the existence of Turing as a "son of corruptness" and pushed it to the opposite of these ignorant people. Therefore, when this "son of roots" saw Turing driving the phantom limbs and easily took over the "gifts" in his body, he showed even higher horror.

And interpreting this sentence "doctrine" is somewhat meaningful:

What does the soul of the root refer to? Number 3 phantom limb?

What is the shell of the root? The base that has been established in No. 3 Phantom Limb? Or the container that preserves No. 3 Phantom Limb?

If this is true, then this so-called "divine weapon" will naturally emerge-

The second type of ghosts that were taken away.

It is speculated that the organization has now split the two factions. One faction is tentatively designated as the old subordinates such as Yuyu, and took away the third illusion limb. The other faction is this sect, which has taken away all the ghosts.

"It's like this in a month... Is the Demon God Technology too powerful, or is the locals' home game advantage too big?"

Looking at the broken armor fragments on the ground, Turing appeared a sneer under the armor.

I learned a lot about the situation, but these are actually not the core information he wants.

Just because of those young men, if the scientific research team was also threatened and tempted to split, it would be unrealistic to find out that the World Tree and the World Ghosts were plagued by thousands of ghosts. From the pile of rotten meat and scrap iron on the ground, it can be seen that this is completely a tuft of Lese. It is impossible for people in the World Tree to be made, and it is even more impossible for the scientific research team led by Hamad Bianchi.

What is even more loophole is that when it is split, the parent substitution of one's own mother's body is not blocked or excluded from the child. Who gave these people the confidence?

And if there is no driving of the active ring, it is just a large figure, which almost limits that no one can move the armor except Turing. For those who have the active ring, there is only one "dominate" who transforms the "dominant" in the organization with the transformed person has subordinate authority.

Therefore, who is the rebel? Turing was originally very confident now, and now it has become a puzzle.

There are exceptions in everything, and Turing never underestimates his enemies. What he is thinking is that since the rebels have the courage to split, it means that they have the confidence to break the control of their children, and the variables are very large.

Moreover, how to control the No. 3 phantom limb is also a problem, but if the No. 3 phantom limb is not in the hands of the Gods Sect, where did these guys get the silver sub-body?

There are too many doubts, and Turing had to think of the organization that once formed a beam of wretchedness - the insect nest.

Converging his thoughts, Turing searched the last piece of information worth paying attention to in this data box-

News from Kahn.

This data box is equivalent to the "Son of Roots" on the ground, and in addition to the complete doctrine, there are also a lot of news that he wants to convey to the local roots. In one of the images, Turing saw Kahn:

The green-haired woman in a desert combat uniform evacuated in a certain direction in the yellow sand. She was surrounded by Wilson's combat personnel in the same dress. In addition to the noise of the wind, there were also some roars and soldiers' screams. From the shadows in the wind and sand, people from the Wu Heavy Industry could also be seen.

This image is very short, and the shooting location cannot be determined from the image alone, but this image has written notes:

[Madon Rift, battle location. Investigate the Gema area.]
Chapter completed!