In this brief darkness, the puppet master couldn't help but think of the night when the operation to snatch the experimental body started a few days ago. He looked at the emptied doll store shelves, and felt a little shaken and hesitant.

He is human, and occasionally doubts his firm goals and lifelong aspirations.

But at that time, Eris came close to him and said, "I don't care if you are right or wrong, I will always fight for you."

In the store, Qi Shenggu often quarrelled with Eris, and the vicious woman often spoke harshly, never caring whether she was in front of the client: "The Knicks are just using you to complete their revenge against humans, like him. What is something a person can't give up? Who do you think you are, he just uses you, why are you happy?"

The puppeteer felt that she was right.

But Eris always retorted: "He didn't use me, he just needed me." He was so speechless that he could only roll a few mocking eyes.

The lamp's light only illuminates this side of the workbench.

The puppeteer removed Eris' damaged head, placed it on his leg and fixed it, and pressed a fine grinding needle against the inner corner of the front of the doll's head, grinding it down little by little.

It takes a lot of patience to do such delicate work as the lacrimal gland, and it took the puppet master seven hours to complete.

After finishing, the puppet master straightened his back, moved his sore neck, and put his head back in place.

It was completely dark outside, the snowstorm outside the house was getting heavier, and the humming like wolf howls circled outside the window. The decorative fireplace in the room was still burning vigorously, and the sound of the flames sounded quiet and warm, making people want to live in such peace forever and never go out again.

The puppeteer closed his eyes and rested for a while, lifted the ruby, roughly calculated how to cut it in his mind, then put it aside, used tweezers to pick out a tiny chip from the drawer, and held it under the lamp to examine it.

This is the battle chip of the Athena shield, the same version that Eris used before, and can be replaced by Eris. This chip was picked up from the ruins at the risk of his escape from the pharmaceutical factory. The chip is complete, which means that the combat memory, weapon use, and slaughter tendencies it carries are still intact.

The puppet master stared at the small chip on the tweezers, and for a long time came out.

He thought for a long time, silently put the chip back in the drawer, picked up the ruby ​​on the table, put it in the drawer, and locked it.

He reached into his pocket, clenched the scalpel in his pocket, hesitantly, rubbing it slowly, as if contemplating a major decision.

Chapter 214

The puppet deacon sent the black panther away from this quiet place in the blizzard, gave him a scarf, turned around and disappeared into the blizzard after bowing.

The black panther glanced back at the castle. The frigid wind wrapped in a large mass of snowflakes blocked his sight. The gloomy sky was getting darker and darker, and the golden lights emanating from every window of the castle were warm and bright. Before leaving, Qi Shenggu invited him to stay overnight, waited for the blizzard to stop before leaving, but he refused with a cold expression.

That woman was not a hospitable character at all. She didn't say anything to hold her back once she was rejected. Unlike the reptiles and Dominoes they met at the Shaojin Mansion, those two little guys were enthusiastic and obsessed, dragging him into the house. Here, he was invited to stay again and again.

Black Panther recalled that he still stubbornly believed that he was kind but agreed to stay, but since the attack on the Shaojin Mansion, he had only paid attention to the two little guys secretly, knowing that they lived very comfortably in IOA, and they didn't Get in touch.

The snowstorm did not stop, and the temperature was getting lower and lower. The black panther put on the scarf given by the doll deacon, and the frozen body warmed up a little.

While it was still dark, the black panther stepped on the thickening snow to look for the direction of his helicopter. Fortunately, he had a strong sense of direction, and his eyesight was not bad, at least he wouldn't get lost in the wind and snow.

The snow was getting thicker and thicker, and every step he stepped into the snow nest, he had to pull it out to take the next step. It should have been an hour away, but he walked for three hours. The injury on his shoulder was helped by the puppet master. Due to the sutures, it has almost healed, but there are still several serious bone and visceral injuries in the body. Rimbaud's attack is really ruthless. If the speed is faster, he will probably be swallowed alive.

Now, only by going back to that person first, and with the recovery of the driver, can the injury on his body be healed as soon as possible.

He lingered in the snow for a while, frowning more and more tightly. The leeward slope where he parked the helicopter was empty, and the helicopter disappeared without a trace.

This place is uninhabited, and it is unlikely that you will sneak in a plane. Even if someone sneaks in, if you don't have superb driving skills, flying a helicopter in such weather is a suicide.

The black panther looked around, and out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of light being refracted and bent on the back slope. It seemed that a certain piece of air and the rocks behind it were not natural.

The black panther's eyes flashed a sharp cold light, and his body exuded an aura of oppression.

The unnatural transparent mass suddenly fell headfirst into the snow, clasped his hands together, knelt on the ground facing the black panther, was controlled by the black panther's J1 ability degenerate and converted, and could only maintain this pilgrimage posture, unable to move. Transparent state materialization.

After he fell, the missing helicopter appeared.

"Experimental body 814 ethereal lionfish, I heard that it was destroyed because it was useless. It turned out not to be." Black Panther shook his head, unwilling to take care of the prank of such a low-level experimental body, bypassing the omega who was sitting silently on the ground, facing the omega.Go with your own helicopter.

Just passing by the ethereal lionfish, the black panther was stunned for a moment, as if he did not feel any fluctuations in life.He glanced back, and the omega kneeling on the ground was only in three colors: black, white and gray.

He looked like a three-dimensional portrait.

"..." The black panther felt uneasy, and stepped up to the front of the helicopter. Just as his right hand was on the handle, he was suddenly shaken by a murderous intent from the pavement. He had been walking in the snow for too long, despite being aThe cat's senses are still sensitive, but his hands and feet have become sluggish because of the extreme cold. In addition, he escaped from death in Rimbaud's hands before, and the excessive pain slowed his reaction.