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Arrogance suddenly appeared from Ymir's shadow, and the mechanical palm was pressed on Ymir's head. The next moment, the energy escaping from her body was directly pressed back.

"I forgot to say last time, you have to learn to control your emotions."

said arrogantly

"Who are you?" The generals of Ragiya protected Ares behind him without hesitation, drew out their swords and faced the arrogant man vigilantly.

He glanced at them arrogantly and lightly, and a magnetic field instantly spread to the surroundings from the center of his circle, spreading to the entire barracks.

Countless weapons flew into the sky uncontrollably under the rotation and adjustment of the magnetic field, got out of the hands of their masters, and then stuck on the ground one after another!

"Me? I am the person you are looking for, the one who gives this poor man strength."

Arrogant gently rubbed Ymir's silver-white long hair, looked at Ares, and said lightly

"Nice to meet you, the brave God of War. My name is Arrogance, of course you can also call me... Pride."

Ares glanced at Ymir who bowed his head and shrank beside Arrogance, then at Arrogance, at Ymir, and at Arrogance.

His eyes were shining, and he looked like he was licking a dog and finally met the goddess. He pushed away the family general in front of him with a fanatical attitude, grabbed the arrogant corner of his clothes and howled

"Come be my family patriarch, now! Immediately! Immediately!"

He looked at Ares arrogantly and speechlessly. Although he knew that most of the gods in this world had such an overly emotional appearance, but... still can't help but find it funny.

"Calm down, God Ares."

Metal tentacles protruded from under the arrogant robe, and Ares was pushed away indifferently. The red robe was lifted a little bit, revealing countless complicated metal pipelines underneath.

This weird posture undoubtedly aroused the vigilance of the two family generals, after all...it doesn't look like a person no matter what.

"Please rest assured, I am indeed here to seek an official position in the Rajya Army."

He raised his finger arrogantly and indifferently, and said softly in the direction of Rose City

"However, before the specific negotiation, I think you should appreciate the 'job resume' written below."

...

"Really? You guys are doing well, doing well."

King Fritz on the throne looked at the good news from the two sons in front of him, let out a long breath, then wiped the corners of his eyes, making a teary look.

"Ymir will definitely understand our good intentions, all of this is for Izodia."

He had already let Marius out secretly. Originally, he planned to hold the Ragia prince as a hostage, but after some persuasion by Marius, he chose to discard this card in exchange for more A show of 'loyalty'.

After all, after having voluntarily handed over Ymir, Izodia doesn't even have any autonomy. Instead of taking other people's princes as hostages to hurt Ragia, it's better to sell favors.

All this is for the national interest!

"What's the matter with you?" After some self-moving speeches, King Fritz didn't hear any movement from his son, so he couldn't help but cast his gaze strangely.

The third prince and the eldest prince stood up slowly, one walked towards the gate and the other towards Fritz, silent like lambs in a sheepfold.

King Fritz clasped his hands on the armrest of the throne, and his face was tense. Such a tense and weird atmosphere made him feel a kind of speechless fear.

"you……"

Before King Fritz could finish his sentence, he saw the raised face of his eldest son.

His eyes are dull, his mouth is wide open, drooling like a dementia. King Fritz opened his mouth wide, and the last thing reflected in his pupils was his son's bloody mouth that was getting bigger and bigger...

The cold and hard Apocalypse Tank is moving on the complex forest road, and the raging shelling and stirring electromagnetic harpoon will turn all obstacles on the way into ashes.

Ares, who was sitting on top of the Apocalypse tank, had bright eyes, and his blushing face looked like a military house seeing a torrent of steel.

Even the handsome middle-aged family general next to him—his name was Artius, he looked like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

The Apocalypse tank drove out of the forest, and on the edge of the plain, traces of the battle between Ymir and the Ragia army could still be seen in the daytime. Rosai City under the cold moon was like a lonely grave.

The surface of the Apocalypse Tank began to wriggle and deform, and in the deformation of countless complex and cool gears and mechanical structures, it turned back to arrogance after just three breaths.

Yes, this apocalypse tank was created by him with the ability of the weapon fruit factor.

The reason why Arrogance chooses to bind his body in the body of such an oil guy is to consider the combat capability of the weapon fruit factor in his body.

The ability of this fruit is to allow people to consume physical strength to turn their own bodies into weapons, and the types and power of weapons that change depend entirely on the physical strength of the capable person and the degree of knowledge of weapons.

As an artificial human with no fixed body at all, his arrogant physical strength is close to unlimited, and his understanding of weapons ranges from Gundam to pistol. The knowledge shared with the main body even allows him to reproduce a Gundam!

The oil guy's shell is used because it is easy to deform, and when his enemies finally defeated his 'shell' to weaken or even kill him, facing the despair brought by the arrogant body, the sense of gap must be very interesting!

But... Arrogance doesn't think that he can enjoy such fun in this world from the bottom of his heart.

Playing with countries and mortals in this world is really no fun and challenge at all.

As an artificial human separated from Mu Feng's soul, arrogance is only interested in things that are equal to him or have higher value, but for ants that can be easily crushed to death, it really doesn't matter much It's fun.

There is no requirement for the devil to fight the brave, you must at least be a challenging knight, and it is really no fun to crush a group of trainee adventurers who have not fully come out of Novice Village.

But there is no way, who makes arrogance the only one suitable for performing the task of playing forward. The main body had to come last due to safety considerations, and was furious...that guy would probably screw things up.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh!!!

Ares rushed over and grabbed the thick mechanical arm under the arrogant robe, jumping up and down excitedly, as if seeing a rubber man reprinting an out-of-print figure

"As long as I have this weapon, I will definitely be able to avenge my shame—no, I will crush O'Leary!"

"Calm down, Your Majesty Ares." Arrogance pushed Ares away and said calmly

"I am very grateful for your appreciation of me, but before we carry out in-depth cooperation, I feel that it is necessary to show my personal ability with everyone in Ragia and His Majesty."

"Ymir... Did you really make that giant?"

Artius, the silver-haired middle-aged general couldn't help asking

"That's the product of the 'Ancestral Giant' project." Arrogance said indifferently, and the mechanical arm under the robe took out a tube of transparent spinal fluid

"After injecting this spinal fluid into the human body, the nano-level micro-organisms in it will attach to and transform the user's body—in short, it is to give them the power to become giants."

"Unbelievable...or unbelievable." Altius took the spinal fluid and sighed suspiciously

"Such a small tube of liquid can turn a person into such a monster..."

"Let me see, let me see." Ares snatched the spinal fluid, shook it in front of his eyes, and exclaimed

"Hmm...it's really a super interesting technology! The gigantic magic of the big orcs in the past is not amazing at all."

Arrogant looked sideways slightly, and the amazement in Ares' tone was not surprising, but what made Arrogance interesting... was not the kind of surprise that he had never seen before.

He has seen similar things, at least products with similar technology, or similar power.

"How many can you make?" Ares asked eagerly after returning the spinal fluid to Arrogance

"It's not a question of how many to make." Arrogance put away the spinal fluid and said slowly

"The raw materials for making this spinal fluid cannot be obtained here, so there is only the one injected into Ymir's body left in this world. The one in my hand is the 'degraded version'."

"How big is the difference?"

Arrogantly pointing at the city of Rosey under the moonlight, said softly

"Just take a look and you'll know."

The city under the moonlight is as quiet as ever, and there seems to be no difference.

But soon, what slowly spread in that city were screams and wailing, each sound was very subtle, but each sound gathered together, like a rushing wave, spread outside the city of Rosai open.

Screams, wailing, roaring, the sound of the city collapsing, combined with the faint rust smell in the air, it seems so strange.

Boom! ! !

The first sound that spread along the air of Rosai City was the sound of the building collapsing. The next moment, dozens of extremely tall giants suddenly appeared from behind the Rosai City wall!

But none of them acted as 'reasonable' like Ymir, and even compared to Ymir, they were more like a group of ignorant, crazy and bloodthirsty beasts!

They dragged the frighteningly demented faces, destroying the city wantonly like full-term children destroying building blocks. The city wall of Rose, which had stood for hundreds of years, was destroyed from the inside, and Ares and Artius clearly saw the frantically fleeing crowd.

A giant who looked like a great prince grabbed the fleeing nobleman while drooling, and stuffed him into his mouth amidst his screams. His uneven teeth fell down like a hydraulic press, and the burst flesh and blood played in his mouth. A bloody song rang out.

"Probably, like this."

Under the moonlight, the impenetrable city of Rosai was attacked directly from the inside by a dozen giants who suddenly appeared.

The nobles and mortals in their dreams probably never imagined this scene in their dreams. The giant they worshiped appeared in their dreams, and then began to kill.

"This is what I call the 'degraded version' of the Unscrupulous Giant." Looking at the cruel and frenzied scene, Arrogant smiled faintly

"People who have been injected with this degraded spinal fluid will irreversibly become such irrational, scaleless giants. They will only instinctively attack all living creatures around them, trying to stuff them into their mouths and eat them. But they don't Strictly speaking, they are not even considered normal creatures without digestive organs, so they have a chance to disintegrate naturally after transforming for more than three days."

Half of this giant transforming potion, which is highly similar to the Ymir people in "Attack on Titan", is the by-product effect of the king of steroids, and the other half is Mu Feng's unique bad taste.

This thing has no strategic value, and it is also the lowest cost-effective level among all the biological weapons he produced. The only thing that is useful is the finished product injected into Ymir. However, the required materials and processes are basically not possible for mass production at present, and there is no excessive in-depth research to explore the possible value of mass production.

Being arrogantly asked to come here is the most suitable answer sheet for cooperating with Ares, because he can't show too much force that disrupts the balance at present, and he can't make Ares underestimate his strength.

The reason for not breaking the balance too much is because considering the attitude of Uranus and the gods of Oraris, if they throw mushrooms or something, the deterrence is enough, but as an element that affects the balance too much, the gods may directly meddle in the end.

After all, in the final analysis, everything in the lower realm is just a playground for the gods of the heavens. For the sake of their own game experience, the use of divine power is not allowed, but no rules are absolute. For a 'virus' like Mu Feng that tries to destroy the game environment, it is normal for the gods as GMs and game players to end up.

And with Ares' disposition, if he really saw the nuclear bomb, he probably couldn't wait to throw a shot at Olalie. That's not possible, Mu Feng's big plan requires the cooperation of three parties, and the planning of the next 'game', which he claims to be, naturally requires a balance of strengths.

"That...is that your work?"

Altius looked at the rampaging giant in Rosai City with an ugly expression, and tightly held the armored hand

"That, that kind of thing, it's impossible to use it as a weapon!"

Ares also nodded slightly, not that he was sure of Altius' words, after all, from the perspective of the God of War, this thing can actually be used to make a good weapon.

But Ares is not only the god of war, but also the player of this game of gods. If he really uses this kind of thing to attack Ola Li, he will definitely end up in a gang attack.

Even the god of war knows that some rules are not allowed to be broken.

"Is Ymir really unrepeatable?" Ares asked unwillingly

"It can't be said that it can't be copied." Arrogance said lightly

"Through the extraction of the spinal fluid in her body, some weakened 'ancestor giants' can be created under relative circumstances. Compared with the unsullied giants, they will have wisdom and inherit part of the mother's ability. Genetically contaminated spinal fluid needs to be screened, people who are not genetically compatible will die suddenly, and even if genetically compatible, the user's lifespan will be extremely shortened, and it is even difficult to live beyond ten years."

"It's not impossible to mass-produce these giants, but I'm afraid you have to be prepared to be attacked by your god friends."

"That's it..." Ares looked a little disappointed

Looking at Ares arrogantly, he knew it was time, he pondered for a moment, and said softly

"Your Majesty Ares, what do you think is the progress of war?"

"It's the level of weapons and tools!" Ares replied without hesitation

This is the essential difference between Ares and the gods of Oraris and even most of the gods. The goal is to allow nations and civilizations to evolve through wars, and then wage more wars.

In any world, even a world that places extreme emphasis on personal power, the form of war must be that the external is greater than the essence. It is the difference between magic weapons and mass-produced weapons. The progress of human history is the progress of war machines.

In the distance, a giant that ate several people noticed the three Ares, and ran towards them in a strange posture, swinging their bodies.

Artius' complexion changed drastically, he drew out his sword, and shouted at Ares

"My lord, let's get out of here quickly!"

"The giant spinal fluid is nothing more than an insignificant failure." He said arrogantly, and he took out an AK47 from under the red robe and handed it to Ares

"Try this, Your Majesty Ares."

Ares took the AK47 curiously, and then skillfully opened the insurance almost instantly and fired in the most standard but shoulder shooting posture.

The intertwined lines of fire and roaring bullets instantly smashed the grass in front of him to pieces, and the arrogance at the side narrowed his eyes slightly.

Sure enough, even though these gods have sealed their divine power, they still possess some kind of 'authority'

For example, the charm of Freya, the goddess of beauty, the divine wine of Soma, the god of wine, and the forging ability of Hephaestus, the god of forging, are all factors other than divine power.

Whether it's skills and talents, or some kind of 'power' they possess, as expected, these gods themselves are extremely valuable for research.

"Nice weapon!" Ares nodded appreciatively after emptying out a round of bullets

"A projectile weapon similar to a crossbow uses gunpowder as the propulsion force to shoot out a steel-cored 'projectile'. There have been such weapons in the Far East, but yours is obviously more mature and powerful than theirs."

"Such a weapon is enough to kill adventurers below LV3 without considering the magic protection."

"Then what if I can guarantee that each soldier of the Rajya Army can have a weapon like this?" arrogantly chuckled

"Oh?" Ares' eyes lit up, full of interest

"Weapons of war should never be the only magic sword, the only ancient weapon in the world." Arrogantly chuckled

"It shouldn't be the 'powerhouse' who fights monsters and upgrades individually. The form of war must be diversified, popularized, and comprehensive. The first criterion for examining whether a weapon is qualified is not its power, but whether it has quantity. The possibility of production."