Volume 2: Boundless Walker Chapter 21 Disguise!
From the very beginning, Goethe discovered that something seemed to be wrong with Jock VI.
Not only were the words filled with extreme narcissism and sarcasm, but also after he kicked the opponent in the body, the opponent staggered but immediately stood up straight without moving his feet at all.
Moreover, the opponent immediately began to show him his body which was half flesh and half steel!
Would an enemy in his right mind do this?
Won't!
With the cloak as a cover, the half-flesh and half-iron body is enough to become a good trump card - if it catches the enemy by surprise, it may have a miraculous effect.
This is probably why the other party chose this kind of cloak that covers the whole body.
But the other party gave up completely.
Not only did he give up, he also kept using "words" to describe his own extraordinaryness, as if he was afraid that he didn't know that the other party had obtained the knowledge of the "prophet" Modeus.
The other person behaved like a person who was extremely proud and arrogant.
He is arrogant and incomparable.
There are such people.
However, such a person would never be able to become the master of the 'Doomsday Fortress'!
so……
The other party did it on purpose!
The other party is using these to confuse him!
The other party is using these to cover up the truth!
And want to prove it?
It’s not difficult!
bite!
The fuses of the two grenades were pulled and Goethe threw them out.
King Jock VI, who was standing in place, changed his expression.
But still not moving!
Boom! Boom!
The grenade exploded, sending shrapnel flying.
Ripples appeared on the force field shield.
"it's useless!"
"I possess 'ancient technology' and have inherited the 'ancient knowledge' of the 'prophet' Motous. You cannot defeat me!"
Jock VI stood behind the force field shield and shook his head.
And Goethe's answer?
Two more grenades.
Boom! Boom!
There was another explosion, and before the smoke and dust had cleared, Jock VI's voice rang out again.
"How many grenades do you have left?"
"Not many, I'm afraid?"
The controller of the 'Fortress of Doom' had an undisguised sneer on his face.
"I'm right here."
“Come on!”
"Keep going!"
The other party said word by word.
Especially when he saw Goethe only took out a grenade from his backpack, he laughed out loud.
"Is there only one left?"
“What a pity!”
"If there were a few more, you might just..."
Jock VI's words came to an abrupt end before he could finish. He stared blankly at Goethe putting the grenade in his hand back into his backpack, and then took out bundles of explosives from his body.
Even Jock VI had never seen a man who could hide so much explosives on his body.
Especially the bulletproof vest hidden under the coat.
It was densely packed with explosives, which made people's scalp tingle at the first sight.
Jock VI pursed his lips.
The next moment, he said.
"Jack?"
"I think we can talk."
The controller of the "Doomsday Fortress" no longer has the arrogance and contempt for others as before, and is now humble and approachable.
Even a kind smile appeared on the face of the controller of the "Doomsday Fortress".
Looking at such a smile, Goethe suddenly thought of a sentence he had heard in his hometown: The enemy cannot be conquered by speeches and majority resolutions, but must be conquered with iron and blood - the roar of the explosion of explosives will be louder than any truth born from speeches or discussions!
"Well, let's talk."
As Goethe said this, he lit the dynamite and threw it over.
King Jock VI's face changed drastically.
But, he still didn't dodge.
The opponent clenched his fists, and a faint blue light bloomed on his semi-metallic body.
Buzz!
A unique sound of electromagnetic power increase was heard.
Then——
boom!
When the smoke and dust cleared, Jock VI looked extremely miserable.
The metal body was black and mottled, while the flesh and blood body was full of holes.
The force field shield that was strong enough to withstand continuous grenade attacks was directly shattered before the explosion of the explosives.
It's not that explosives are stronger than grenades.
It's just that we got enough explosives from those looters.
"I admit that I underestimated you."
"I never thought a person could carry so much explosives on their person."
"But, you underestimated me, didn't you?"
"Do you really think that this little bit of explosives can deal with me?"
Buzz!
The sound of electric current appeared again, and with the flickering of faint blue light on the metal body, the flesh and blood body of Jock VI returned to normal. The controller of the "Fortress of Doom" looked at Goethe.
Goethe frowned slightly.
It’s not because of the other party’s extremely fast recovery.
It was not because of the other party's arrogant words again.
But...
Something is wrong!
A strong sense of disharmony arose in his heart.
It seemed like he had overlooked something most important.
Unconsciously, Goethe began to slowly retreat.
Step, step!
The sound of Goethe's shoes rubbing against the palace floor continued to sound, and he retreated from the edge of the palace directly to the door.
King Jock VI's expression gradually turned ugly.
The next moment——
The controller of the "Fortress of Doom" launched a charge towards Goethe.
But Goethe, standing at the palace gate, seemed to have just woken up from a dream.
Why was he targeting Jock VI?
Obviously, the "crystal" floating in the air and protected by the glass cover is more worthy of attention, right?
Goethe frowned slightly as he replayed the scenes just now in his mind.
ridicule!
Suddenly, this word appeared in Goethe's mind.
There was no doubt that something King Jock VI had arranged in the palace had influenced him.
As for why it was in the palace, and not King Jock VI himself?
Looking at Jock VI who had rushed to him, the answer was self-evident.
If it really was Jock VI himself, then he should have been "attracted" again at this time.
“Go to hell!”
Jock VI growled, and the sound of high-power electrical appliances running rang out again.
Crackling!
Tiny streams of electric current emerged from Jock VI's metal legs. Goethe, who was dodging, immediately trembled all over and his speed uncontrollably slowed down a bit, and more electric currents surged up again.
King Jock VI, who was following behind, opened his arms with a grim smile and was about to hug Goethe tightly.
The other side should strangle Goethe to death just as they had done to their previous enemies.
but--
Swish!
Blue electric light flashed.
A stream of electricity, much thicker than the one that emerged from Jock VI's legs, ricocheted from Goethe's body.
【Thunder】!
The mastery options brought by [Voliber's Breathing Method] are activated at this moment.
The first to be hit is Jock VI!
The bullet-level lightning chain caused some damage to Jock VI's body, but the real damage came from this counterattack!
King Jock VI felt humiliated!
The controller of the 'Fortress of Doom' felt that Goethe was mocking him in the way he was best at!
“You deserve to die!”
The controller of the 'Fortress of Doom' who stopped in his tracks roared angrily.
Ever since he became the controller of the 'Fortress of Doom', no one dared to treat him like this.
And today, in order to make a 'miracle' happen, he had to act as a clown to attract the attention of a clown!
But what is the result?
But was discovered by the other party.
Moreover, he is still being mocked now.
Ka, kaka!
With the sound of gears turning, Jock VI's mechanical legs spread out.
Twenty palm-sized drones just flew out.
They spread their bodies and aimed at Goethe.
And Jock VI, who had been releasing electricity and restraining Goethe from beginning to end, loudly declared:
"Poor imitator, I'll tell you..."
Swish! Swish!
More current appeared.
Lightning chains came one after another, accurately hitting the twenty drones that had just appeared. The drones carrying ammunition exploded directly, like a flower bud made entirely of lightning, blooming in flames.
The flames are red and rolling endlessly.
Before Jock VI could recover from the fact that one of his trump cards had been completely wiped out, he was hit in the chest by a fireball the size of a football.
boom!
Flames burst into flames.
The flame is at the level of explosives and is as powerful as a grenade.
Most importantly, one pill after another.
Boom boom boom!
There were constant explosions, and Jock VI retreated step by step.
Soon they retreated from the front of the palace to the palace square.
This is a high platform made of cement. There is no decoration on it. Only nine spears over five meters high stand there.
There was a person stabbed on each spear.
Their bodies were pierced, their heads were drooped, and their eyes were cloudy.
Several pieces of wire tied their bodies securely to the spears.
Even though hundreds of years had passed, these carefully maintained corpses had not decayed at all. Instead, they looked lifelike, as if they were still alive, looking down at Jock VI who was being smashed into the middle of the square again and again.
As they watched, the betrayer was smashed from the middle of the square to the edge.
As they watched, the betrayer fell from the edge of the square.
King Jock VI was knocked down from the highest point of the 'Fortress of Doom' by Goethe.
“Ahhhh!”
Bang!
After the scream, there was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.
The other party is definitely not dead.
Such a height would be fatal to an ordinary person, but for Jock VI, who was transformed into half flesh and half machine, it would at most cause serious injuries.
In fact, as long as it is "repaired" in time, it can be full of life again.
Goethe knew this.
Goethe also knew that if he allowed King Jock VI to recover, he would face an endless hunt to his death.
Even if he disguised himself, there was no guarantee that he would not leave clues.
Once discovered, this would be a result that Goethe absolutely did not want to see.
Therefore, he would never allow such a thing to happen.
He must kill Jock VI.
otherwise……
I can’t sleep or eat well!
The next moment, Goethe jumped down.
While his body was still in the air, Goethe's hair began to grow rapidly, and his body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, a pure black werewolf that was 2.5 meters tall appeared.
[Celtic blood sacrifice. Wolf]!
Goethe ran down the cliffs of the 'Fortress of Doom' beside him on all fours like a real wild animal.
And at the foot of the highest cliff of the 'Fortress of Doom', Jock VI was shaking his dizzy head.
He staggered out and was about to return to his palace.
The most important thing to him is there.
However, the impact was so severe that he saw stars in front of his eyes and his steps were staggering.
At this time——
Goethe has arrived!
