Chapter 1385

The sound of swallowing turned into a terrible roar in the dark.

As Natasha ran away, it attracted more howls. Countless bloody and terrible eyes focused on her.

"That guy really knows about the node. He must go back and report to the queen. He can't be scrapped here." Natasha thought to herself, but the pace under her feet was faster.

However, Natasha has lost her magic source and can only run on her feet. In the dark forest, even dry branches can interrupt her escape rhythm.

At the foot of a dark hill, Natasha accidentally bumped into a bone in armor.

I don't know what this armor is made of. It's very hard. Natasha's balance in high-speed running was broken by this sudden accident.

After a dull hum, Natasha fell to her knees.

Looking down, the ankle of her right foot had begun to make a sizzling sound, and a photoelectric spark exploded. Natasha only heard a few "clicks", and she could no longer feel the sensation of her right foot.

"Damn it, there was a fault at this time. It had been repaired before the task!" Natasha's eyes flashed fiercely.

A shrill scream came from behind.

Natasha looked back, and the face of a terrible undead with blue tendons, pale eyes and green fangs was less than 10 cm from the tip of her nose!

Natasha's heart was cold. She didn't try to attack, because there was no attribute to restrain the dead, any attack was useless.

She kicked the dead tree next to her with her movable left foot.

With the branches of the dead tree waving and the falling dead branches, Natasha took advantage of the reaction force to roll to the other side. However, she obviously exerted too much force this time, and her right foot had been scrapped, resulting in not stepping on the brake in time. After one roll, she rolled the second one in succession.

If only two rolls were enough, but God seemed to be against her. The direction of her rolling happened to be an extremely steep slope. I'm afraid she had to lean forward to keep her center of gravity when standing on it. At this time, Natasha, who was unable to control herself, rolled directly.

In the rolling process, Natasha remained calm. She could see the dust flying on her face, hear the click sound of crushing dead branches in the rolling process, and feel the hissing sound of gear falling off and mechanical scrapping in her right body.

Because of the scrapping of the right foot, did it affect the whole right half of the body?

While Natasha was still thinking, the rolling finally stopped. She held on, stretched out her bloodstained left hand and sat up.

At this time, an electric snake suddenly fell from the rolling black clouds in the sky.

In the twinkling of white light, you can see Natasha's current appearance, which is extremely tragic. The long skirt has been broken and can't see the original. The skin of the right body is all broken, revealing the mechanical gears, steel bars and various brakes.

Now, the mechanical fire on the right half of the body flickers and white smoke overflows.

Obviously, her right body has almost been scrapped.

Her left body is also very miserable, which is different from the mechanical body of her right body. Her left body is a body of flesh and blood. At this time, her left body is full of scars, in which bones can be seen in several wounds.

The golden long curly hair was also red with blood and looked very embarrassed.

Natasha gasped long and looked around. Here is a flat land. There are no trees within a radius of 20 meters.

"I've deviated from the route. Can I go back?" Natasha's eyes flashed absentmindedly.

A shrill cry came from behind. Natasha turned her head and reflected a large number of luminous figures in her bloodshot Brown pupils.

I don't know when there were nearly hundreds of undead behind her, and watching these undead gather constantly, even if these undead haven't attacked her, the smell of evil, madness, wanton and sadness has been affecting her unbreakable string of reason.

"It's far from the guy's activity area, but there are so many undead. Sure enough, is it controlled in advance?" Natasha's eyes flashed a dark light. She knew that she might be scrapped here.

Because even if she ran back to the node, according to the guy's cunning, she would certainly set an ambush near the node.

In any case, she can't go back.

Unless... Unless someone can save her.

But Natasha shook her head secretly when she thought of the possibility. She's just a Cyborg. It's OK to say she's a mechanical puppet. How could someone come to save her... And now everyone in the black castle has their own things, and no one will save themselves.

Natasha couldn't help laughing bitterly. Looking at the dead closer and closer to her, she knew that she was not far from scrapping.

Maybe when the king of dusk cleans up these undead, someone will find their wreckage?

Some of the metals that make up one's own body are still cherished, and may be refined into mechanical puppets, but I'm afraid the consciousness waking up from this mechanical puppet at that time is not oneself.

"Sister Natasha will come back. I see. You will come back."

The voice suddenly echoed in her mind. Natasha remembered the texture of each syllable of the voice. Although it was very young, it was very firm.

"Huahua, it seems that you are wrong this time... I may not be able to go back." Natasha looked at the face of the dead close at hand, quietly closed her eyes and waited for the end of the moment

Natasha closed her eyes for a long time, but she found that she didn't seem to feel anything.

Is there no pain in death? It seems that what is recorded in the book is not right. Death is actually very peaceful, calm, and even men whisper in their ears.

man to whisper? Natasha suddenly flashed a question mark in her mind. How could it be? Even if she becomes a soul, there can't be a man here?!

She suddenly opened her eyes, but what exposed in front of her was not the terrible face of the dead, but a vague tall figure.

The white light of lightning outlined the outline of the figure.

Solid, tough, handsome, full of... A sense of security.

Natasha stared at the man in front of her, man. There was a flash of consternation at the bottom of my eyes. Why are there men here? Hasn't the man's soul been cleaned up?

incorrect! This man is not a soul. He has the blood of a living man, and the blood is very strong!

Natasha seemed to react. She suddenly turned her head and looked around. The dead who had surrounded her disappeared.

Was she saved? Saved by this man from nowhere?

"Gee, there are still too few dead souls to condense a white bullet." The clear and pleasant voice came into Natasha's ears.

There are too few undead? White bullet? What is this?

Although she saw a faint white light, she got into something in the man's hand; But she did not connect the two at this time.

Natasha hesitated and said, "who are you and why are you here..."

Halfway through, Natasha suddenly realized something: "you are an outsider, who broke into the black castle?!"

Angel frowned and saved the "man". He didn't thank him and was questioned.

At this time, Sanders also walked from behind, and a low voice came: "she's from the black castle, eh, or a mechanical puppet?"

"It's a modified cyborg. The body organs have been basically replaced, but the soul should still be original." Angel replied, "as for whether it's black castle, it should be right to listen to her tone."

After answering Sanders' words, angel looked at the very sad cyborg: "we didn't break in without permission, but just walked in. I thought you would find us as soon as we stepped into the scope of the black castle. It was good to negotiate at that time, but I didn't expect that not only no one contacted us, but also we had to wait for us to save you."

For a moment of silence, Natasha did not tangle with angel's sophistry, but asked, "who are you? What are you doing in black castle at this time?"

Angel heard the warning in Natasha's tone: "we are not interested in what happened to the black castle. We came here just to find someone."

"Looking for someone?"

Angel: Yes, I don't know if Lord Gloria is in black castle

Greya? Natasha looked up suspiciously, "what are you looking for her to do?"

Angel was about to answer, but Sanders came over: "I don't want to talk nonsense. Take us to greya, or I can get information directly from your mind."

Sanders's tone was cold and natural, but Natasha couldn't help shivering.

She raised her head and looked at Sanders. Just as she looked up, the electric light flashed and whitened in an instant, which made her see Sanders clearly.

Her pupils shrank.

"You... Are you master Sanders?" After Natasha finished, she saw Sanders pick her eyebrows. Then she realized that she called her name directly, and quickly said, "Lord phantom, I didn't know you were coming."

"Stop talking nonsense." Sanders's tone was cold and impatient.

Natasha's mind turned. Sanders came to the black castle, not to mention to see greya. Even the queen would come to see her in person. Thinking of this, she immediately nodded: "OK, I'll take you down to see Lord Gloria now."

Natasha turned and walked, but as soon as she took a step, she was on one side and fell to the ground.

She obviously forgot that most of her parts had been scrapped.

"I can't seem to move." Natasha, with a trace of embarrassment on her face, whispered, "why don't I tell you the location of the node and you go by yourself?"

Angel wanted to go by himself, but since he had met someone in black castle, he would not take it with him.

He squatted down, checked the scrapped parts on Natasha, and whispered, "it's unrealistic to repair them perfectly in a short time. However, it won't take much time to restore your action."