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In the early morning, Tyrion completed his 37th test on the main engine of the creator.

He input the steel biological template designed by his painstaking meditation into the creation terminal in front of him bit by bit. During the continuous pressing and rebound of the steel button, he recalled that he had long been obliterated in the memory. Those old pictures...at that time, he seemed to be striking on the keyboard like this, but it was not such complicated and complicated data.

At that time, he seemed very happy...

Now, he no longer has that kind of pure happiness.

As he exclaimed when chatting with the guardian Lai, for ordinary people, ignorance is not a sin, in fact, it is a blessing of the world for ordinary life, so that they can live peacefully in peace In the illusion, there is no need to pay attention to the threats that are hidden under the world and can destroy everything at any time.

And those who are really protecting the world, they need to assume such a heavy responsibility, and carefully maintain these terrible secrets, to avoid them destroying the lives of others... that is a difficult thing to do.

It was a difficult road, just like the road that the High Lord practiced at this time.

"Click"

With the completion of the input of the last character, the lord took a step back and looked at the creation terminal that was activated again in front of him. This Titan-designed, futuristic mechanical creation was constantly verified in the collision and rotation of gears and levers. According to the various data of the submitted biological template, this crop does not seem to be the kind of technology that Tyrion remembers.

It's like a product where Azeroth's engineering has come to an end...maybe it's more like a super giant differential machine in some steampunk illusions?

"Boom"

Inspired by the creation terminal, behind Tyrion, the huge and complex machinery standing on the edge of the laboratory also started to operate, and the blue Titan energy was continuously fed into it as this complex principle The nourishment during the action of the behemoth, in the vibration of the steel pipeline that separately transports the materials, the various raw materials used to make the steel structure are continuously sent into the machine, and then melted and reorganized under the heat of the mantle layer Finally, according to the biological template data and various indicators, a specific biological model is produced.

The big guardian Lai generously shared the Titan database with millions of biological templates from the stars to the lord, but Tyrion does not have the data processing capabilities of Titan creation. This information is too complicated for him. Cumbersome, he may take a long time to filter this information again.

In short, Tyrion stood in the creation laboratory with only him, his hands on the stick of mist, watching the machine in front of him, there was a trace of expectation in his ice blue eyes, and a trace of rare anxiety.

After all, this has never been done before. Titan equipment is used to make a metal structure that can carry the power of death. If it succeeds, the future of the dark blade can be guaranteed. If it has never been successful. ..

Do not!

It will succeed! It must succeed!

The Lord’s eyes became colder. His fingers holding the Mist Stick were also fastened at the same moment. As the leader, he must shoulder the future direction and expectations of the huge organization of the dark blade. This is a qualified leader must do Arrived.

If the undead has no future, then he creates a future for the undead!

"Click"

The roar of the tens of millions of gears suddenly stopped at this moment, and the continually shaking steel structure stopped, and the surrounding exhaust vents spewed out hot steam, which filled the laboratory with the mist of a moment. High temperature gas, but this can’t hinder the gaze of the high lord. Under his gaze, the huge valve of the creation machine in front of him slowly opened. Between the surge of residual energy and the operation of the robotic arm, a The finished steelwork was placed in front of the high lord.

It is 5 meters high.

The whole body is painted in dark black, and its shape is made according to the few mechanical bodies in the memory of the Lord of Lords that can make him feel good.

The body is heavy, humanoid, with full arms and legs, and separate fingers. The creation machine made a removable metal armor for this structure according to the requirements of the lord. It is worth noting that in this creation The left shoulder is a shoulder guard similar to a spiked hemisphere, while the right shoulder is covered with protective armor similar to a small square shield.

The head of this structure is very peculiar. It is a closed semi-circle with no eyes in the traditional sense on the cheeks. It is replaced by a Y-shaped notch similar to the vision of the heavy helmet, and a dim The red light spot was floating in the gap, like the one-eyed eyes of the dead ghost warriors.

This is a simple but practical optical collector. For the structure, the humanoid eyes are just a decoration, and on the battlefield, it is far less useful than such a simple optical collector. More importantly, This kind of design will make the big lord feel a little familiar.

From the appearance, the finished metal structure has no obvious defects, but its thinking core and energy core are blank and need to be activated. Because of the reason of carrying the power of death, this activation process is only The High Lord can come by himself. In Titan's laboratory, there is no pure energy of death.

"Zaku...only belongs to the romance of men..."

Tyraion’s icy cheeks rarely show a childish smile. He stretched out his finger and placed a dim core of thought at his fingertips. This belongs to Loken’s core of thought. It has been properly taken by the Lord Lord in the past few days. After "handling" it again, he used a rough and simple way to erase all of Loken's consciousness.

What is present in this core of thinking is a weak, but very pure, mechanical soul like white paper, which is very suitable for becoming the thinking subject of this prototype in front of us.

"The beginning of a great era."

The lord sighed with relief. He put this core of thought into the metal structure in front of him, and by the way, he used his huge and pure power of death to inject energy into the metal creation in front of him.

"Om"

Just like being truly awakened, the dim red eyeball of this huge and threatening metal structure in front of him became alive at this moment, and the red light spot was constantly turning back and forth in the Y-shaped head of vision It's like being a new life, looking at the entire horizon with your own eyes for the first time.

But after all, its thinking was inherited from a high-level guardian. Loken's consciousness was erased, which did not mean that the guardian's common sense disappeared. It quickly understood its identity and the meaning of its existence.

"Wow"

This huge structure took a step forward, kneeled down on one knee in front of a lord like a ant, and it said in a very metallic sound:

""Yingling" constructs prototype No. 1, waiting for the order!"

"Self-check!"

Tyrion glanced at the bodies of the failed metal structures stacked in the corner of the laboratory. He was already familiar with the process.

Under the command of the high lord, the consciousness of this new metal creation began to quickly detect the integrity of its structure. It made a few simple actions to test the stability and connection of the body, and at this time, an accident occurred Too.

"boom"

A sound like a self-detonation sounded inside the body of this machine-made body, and then there was an unpleasant black smoke and some kind of burning sound, which made the expression of the Lord Lord a bit ugly.

Well, the internal mechanical engine exploded...

It seems that his design has not been completely successful, but it does not matter!

Tyrion looked at the prototype in front of him who could not continue to move due to internal failures, a flash of joy flashed in his ice-blue eyes.

The most difficult step has been completed, and now only a slight adjustment is left. Well, the dark blade of the mechanical **** descending road has seen hope, and there is no better news than this.

"I should give you a name to celebrate this great moment."

The high lord rubbed his chin. He looked at the mechanical creation in front of him that tried to repair his body damage. He whispered:

"So, I'll call you...Rocky!"

"Okay, Rocky, don't worry about this explosion, stop and rest, wait for the next wake-up...Now, I'm going to relax."

Tyrion is moving his body, he has been in this laboratory for too long, it is time to go out, he disappeared in the creator's laboratory with the stick of mist, behind him, the laboratory The light slowly dissipated, and in the darkness, Loki, the archetype of the heroic structure of the Dark Blade Legion, the red light spot representing the eyes, slowly faded.

The machine itself cannot understand what it represents, that is a future... a future that is enough to be expected.

"Where am I going?"

Standing in the storm cliffs and accumulating tens of thousands of years of snow, in a vast expanse of white world, the white prayer flags of the staff in Tyrion's hands are constantly floating, and the sapphire bell at the top of the staff is also echoing with a clear sound He thought for a while and turned his head to look north of the storm cliff.

Ulduar...

"I heard that the civilized warriors in this world are going to attack the city of Titans today... well, maybe I should go... to join in the excitement?"

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"The first company, withdraw from the battlefield! The second and third companies fill the vacancies!"

Muradin was standing in the square of the large front hall of Ulduar, where he shouted and commanded the battle on the communicator's channel, while watching the chaotic battlefield in front of him, and complained.

"The forge is on, it's a mess here!"

Yes, it's really a mess here... Muradin's description is not wrong at all.

In the early morning of this morning, the ready Alliance of Civilizations, with the help of the demigod of the wilderness and the guardian Elonaya, destroyed the magic lock of the main entrance of Ulduar with a huge amount of bombs and rushed into it with an intrusive gesture In this Titan City that has been dust-covered for tens of thousands of years, because of the early reminder of Elonaya, the strike of the Allied Civilization this time is a full 300 steam tanks, and the same number of destinations to attack the city car.

The delivery of these heavy war weapons alone caused the Delaney's forbidden ship spacecraft to take off and land several times in the past few days, and the amount of money it consumes is an astronomical figure. The great cause of the family, coupled with the support of the entire world civilization, only allowed the preparation of the largest hot weapon assault war in Azeroth to be successfully completed.

At the moment when 300 steam tanks roared into the city of Titans, no one thought that this huge legion would lose this way... but it turned out that the knowledge of the people who eat melons in Azeroth is still too little. ..

Thousands of storm beacons that stand on the metal square are like a pillar in the large front hall square of Ulduar, while the four energy impact towers built around the square and the constantly patrolling Titans in the sky are armed. Man-machines, as well as those heavy steel golems that are not easy to provoke at first glance, and land-based armor similar to steam tanks, are laughing at mortal involuntary power with ancient mysterious technology.

Each storm beacon is like a war portal. If mortals cannot destroy these beacons in a timely manner, the steel soldiers who are continuously activated from Ulduar’s armory will completely overwhelm the storm. Enter the mortal legion of Ulduar...

But the most troublesome is not these beacons...

"boom"

A black tank that was too late to dodge was hit frontally by a whistling shell, and the heavy land tank turned into a pile of real scrap iron between the thunder and roar. On the chaotic large front hall battlefield, there was a A very dazzling eccentric mechanical tank, it is like a monster with a steam tank magnified by 3 times, and its appearance is similar to that of a steam tank, but its structure is more domineering than that of dwarf tanks.

In front of this golden chariot, a huge and sharp city shovel is matched with the strong power of this steel behemoth. During the rampage, there is no tank to resist this destructive power, and at the top of this golden chariot, one can Each firing of the 360° circumrotating super-caliber automatic artillery caused a heartbreaking loss to the steam tank units that formed the defensive formation.

What's more terrible is that this super tank that seems to be a product of engineering seems to be loaded with some weird element launchers. Every time it is activated, it will burst frost, flames, and even lightning storm-like energy offensives around the battlefield. This thing is like the war crystallization of Titan Technology, at least in front of mortal engineering, at this stage, it is almost synonymous with invincibility!

"This is what I want!"

On the battlefield of a chaotic tank battle, the siege craftsman Black Cord from the Federation buckled a green steel helmet. This crazy goblin stood on top of a quirky black tank, and he watched it with a hot eye The golden chariot that killed the Quartet on the battlefield of the steam tank, this thing is simply the most perfect masterpiece in the mind of every engineering master.

"I want to get it! It will let me really step into the sacred hall of Titan engineering...it is mine!!"

The neurotic black cable screamed like a climax at this moment. The goblin waved his hands frantically. Under his command, the front deck of this black tank that he had personally transformed slowly opened, revealing the contents of it. Two weird...metal balls?

"Dwarves! Let your trash tanks go! Don't block my way!!"

Hesso grabbed the talker and shouted at Muradin, who was directing the tank to encircle the golden steel behemoth:

"Uncle Hesso's secret weapon is coming! Come back! Be careful of accidental injuries!"

"Boom"

After the goblins finished roaring, the weird, huge ball with steel spikes and four metal chains on it was activated, and the two crazy centers in the center of the four chains, between the explosions of Mars, The outer two began to run in reverse, giving the ball an unimaginable impact and super kinetic energy. In the violent sound like the beast roar, the fixture of the gadget was opened, and the next moment, it was like Like a fierce devil iron ball, he shouted a dazzling flame trail on the ground.

The roar of the metal and the ground made the scalp numb, and in the flames of roar, this fierce and powerful steel bomb star hit the wheel of the golden chariot with precision.

"boom"

In the terrible explosion that kept the entire front hall and the ground shaking, the dazzling fire light illuminated the eyes of all the soldiers. In Muradin’s shouting, the shock of the explosion converged, and after the light died down, it was impossible The golden tank of resistance has been thrown into an explosion crater like a meteor. Around the tank, some golden fragments represent that, for the first time, this Titan creation was injured.

"Well... these lunatic goblins are really some good stuff."

The lord, who was leisurely standing at the top of a storm beacon, looked at the damaged golden chariot. He rubbed his chin:

"It seems that the technological development of the Federation did not disappoint me..."

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