A journey of Shadowverse and Honkai Impact 3rd

Because people are not allowed to wander outside at night, according to the residents' code of conduct in Eyalon, everyone should rest in their rooms at this time. Otherwise, they will be considered to have violated the taboo and will be punished by patrolling mechanical soldiers.

"It seems so. Mr. Belfort is still haunted by everything he's experienced. If we hadn't come, he wouldn't have woken up until he defeated the [Mysterious Creation] with his own talents."

Adjusting the status of the two to be able to interact, the illusory figure solidified as a sign of completely stepping into the spiritual realm. After stating this fact, Sera's gaze turned to a building where Belfort had appeared before.

The castle-style building looks quite retro. Standing tall and majestically, it perfectly exudes Eyalon's usual cold and stern aura with its iron-gray color. It monitors the operation of the entire mechanical city with indifference, and its bright searchlights wander around unconcealedly. Any discovery means that a tragedy has occurred.

"Let's go, Sister Mono, it's time for treatment."

"Well~ I like what you said, Sera~"

As soon as the words fell, the fluctuations in space quietly dissipated, erasing the last trace of their arrival.

.........

Failed again.

"what……"

Filled with decadence, helplessness, and an undeniable unwillingness, the gloomy-faced man sat on the mechanical throne that belonged exclusively to the ruler, feeling the reactor's surging power supply. His eyes contained only unconcealable hatred.

There were a total of 375 failures, and each one was extremely frustrating. It was obvious that each time was stronger than the last, and the modifications and upgrades to the machines were also a combination of the gains from each failure, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not break through that big piece of garbage.

"Just to match the output, we'd have to turn the entire Eyalon into a magic furnace. Furthermore, the technology to destroy matter is a problem that simply can't be circumvented."

"How can there be such a disgusting thing? It really makes me angry."

The pride buried yet another failure deep in his heart, and then he suddenly felt that several machines in the guard team in the hall were so ugly and annoying, so Belfort impatiently smashed and paralyzed them. With a roar like thunder, the machines that were overheated by the high-energy impact collapsed to the ground without a sound, and were then taken away by the mindless mechanical soldiers.

Feeling a little better, Belfort prepared to continue the cycle of summarizing, transforming, and upgrading, making his creations stronger until they could break through the final insurmountable [Mysterious Creation].

However, when he was about to leave the hall, an unexpected figure blocked his way and occupied his sight with his unignorable presence.

"what?"

Belfort narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling extremely displeased with the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him. Although he was curious, he still coldly gave the order to annihilate them.

"Mechanical soldier, kill the man."

He gave direct orders, revealing his tyrannical nature. He would take his anger out on others whenever he was in a bad mood. In terms of how he dealt with people, it had to be said that Belfort was undoubtedly a terrible bad guy. Unfortunately, Sera and Mono were not something that mechanical soldiers could deal with, and even large mechanical soldiers were powerless.

"It's a rare occasion for us to meet, and you're really the same as before, Belfort."

The energy circuit burst out with a clear and loud roar, the high-pitched cry of metal and machinery was extremely loud, like the cry of a king, covering Mono's whole body with a beautiful crimson color, exuding a strong and powerful majesty.

Functional liberation, one of the originals.

An extremely fast counterattack was staged in front of Sera. The attack and defense happened in just a few seconds. The disabled mechanical soldier flew backwards to the corner of the hall, making a clanging sound, which sounded like a musical rhythm.

"I have to say, these mechanical soldiers are much more formidable than before. It seems you didn't waste any time while you were asleep."

The quiet lady had lost all the violent beauty that had previously knocked down so many mechanical soldiers with pure violence. Mono, who suddenly became weak, put on a girlish demeanor, and her frivolous style was mocking. However, Belfort rarely did not get angry directly.

"No matter how much you try to improve yourself, a failure is just a failure. Emotions and a heart are not something a machine should have."

Turning his gaze directly to Sera, who had not spoken yet, Belfort could sense an immediate threat from the girl, both intuitively and analytically. Therefore, he believed that Sera was more important than Mono.

"Why are you here? To negotiate?"

Belfort spoke in a cold tone, and his attitude was clearly insincere. However, being able to act like he was able to communicate was already quite good, as both Sera and Mono thought.

"Instead of having a fake, simulated confrontation here, why not help everyone in real life, Mr. Belfort."

Responding to Belfort's question with a rhetorical question, Sera, who initiated the negotiation, stated their purpose and attitude in straightforward words, which caused Belfort to burst into laughter.

"Hahaha...you guys, are you always saying such funny things? You're just like a clown in a circus."

"Realistic? Don't you think I don't understand the current situation well enough? A bunch of cripples and ragtag bastards, mixed together, want to fight against that bunch of trash? Don't make me laugh."

The man's face was full of contempt for the current Eyalon, but it was obvious that he did not understand Sera's identity and the help she brought to Eyalon.

"This is not a foolish dream, Mr. Belfort. At least, after receiving the help of the indigenous people, Eyalon's technical strength is now beyond your imagination."

Not bothered by men's contempt, Sera's clear voice has always been pleasant to the ears, like a gentle spring breeze.

"If that's the case, then I allow you to help me. As for helping you in real life, haha."

"Eyalon took advantage of the invasion of those trash to take over my property. Just knowing about that kind of person makes me sick."

"If you have nothing else to say, then get lost! I don't have the time to play house with you guys."

Belfort, who was obviously getting annoyed and waving his hands as if to shoo away two flies, did not take Sera and Mono seriously. His mind was still on the confrontation with the creation.

163. Cooperation? Deal!

"Belfort, if you leave like this, you will never be able to fight against those creations."

Sera's cold assertion spread throughout the hall, instantly stopping the man who was about to leave, and Mono, who was standing aside, also cast an admiring look at the girl.

Your decisive style is really endearing, Sera.

Just as the mechanical lady's favorability towards Sera increased, Belfort's perception of her decreased rapidly. On the gloomy face that turned around in an instant, the man's anger was gushing out from his eyes, and his cruelty of choosing his prey was clearly visible.

"You, you're really annoying when you talk big. How can you be so confident when you're hanging out with a loser?!"

As expected, the mocked Belfort resorted to force, turning the negotiation, which was supposed to end unpleasantly, into an immediate battle. With the rumbling of the floor shaking, large mechanical soldiers rushed into the hall. The roaring machine guns and approaching weapons shattered the peace here like thunder.

The invisible force field turned into a terrifying sledgehammer, and the crushing force distorted the surrounding air. The tiny gas explosions burst out continuously within the crackling sound, bombarding the defense array with deafening explosions.

"Oh my, Belfort is furious. I didn't realize you have such strong negotiation skills, Sera~"

Moving into Sera's defense circle, no matter how great the momentum outside the defense circle was, no matter how dazzling the light in Mono's eyes was, he could not break through this thin layer of magic circle, and the gently shining holy blue runes on it dimmed in the slightest.

"It seems Belfort is not going to give in to any persuasion. I'm just testing the waters. To be honest, this is the first time I've dealt with someone like him."

Sera sighed lightly. Since talk therapy was no longer possible, as the attending physician, she had no choice but to resort to physical therapy. However, in a sense, physical combat was indeed indispensable when dealing with manic patients.

"Sister Mo Nuo, leave it to me next."

"Of course, I am self-aware. Fighting against so many enemies alone is simply too much for a weak lady."

A gentle smile appeared on her face, but the liberated state of the One of the Originals had been keeping the body running at high speed. Next, as long as her side showed any sign of defeat, Mono would be ready to retreat to ensure Sera's safety.

"So you two are turtles. Your awkward and powerless appearance really suits you two."

Belfort uttered words of resentment in a gloomy voice, and with a completely dark face, he had already activated the three goddesses on standby. It wouldn't be long before the three tall machines that could fight head-on with the cluster of creations would arrive, and by then, what Belfort wanted to see was the miserable corpses and dripping blood of others.

The tracer of the mass bomb was extremely eye-catching. Even in the smoke-filled battlefield, it could not be drowned by the dust raised by the shock wave. It illuminated the direction of attack for other mechanical soldiers, but the next moment, Sera's counterattack had already begun.

At first, the cracks in the ground instantly spread outward like a spider web, and the ejected ammunition showed an unstoppable downward trend. Then, in just one or two seconds, all the roaring kinetic energy was channeled into the floor that was in direct contact, causing the embarrassing scars to expand rapidly.

Then, the mechanical soldier, who was under the control of gravity, was forced to kneel on the ground due to the excessive pressure that exceeded his load, until the creaking mechanical parts burst into sharp sounds, and the whole body was completely crushed, becoming scrap metal garbage that could not fight.

"Mechanical soldiers are useless against me, Belfort. Your creations can't even defeat me, so how can they compare to the creation that destroyed an entire civilization?"

Sera's words drowned out all the sounds on the battlefield and suppressed all the dust that blocked her vision. The boundless and insubstantial Holy Green Wind lingered around her, its shimmering figure as beautiful as the Milky Way, containing unspeakable vitality and star-like brilliance.

"Are you so proud of defeating the mechanical soldier? He's just a slightly bigger piece of trash!"

Belfort's reaction was straightforward and his trash talk was not unexpected by Sera at all. Sera even felt that even if he was defeated miserably, the man in front of him would still not give up his arrogance.

He's a walking trash-talking machine, but he possesses mechanical talent that can't be ignored. If he's given enough time to develop...

No, if this continues, sooner or later, Belfort will be killed by trash talk...

A terrifying scarlet flashed in her eyes. The goddess machine, dedicated to killing, used its high-frequency blade to cut through the dome of the building cleanly and neatly. She descended from the sky like a hero in an epic poem, with overwhelming bravery bursting out immediately. In an instant, dozens or even hundreds of attacks enveloped Sera and Mono.

This time, the defensive formation inherited from Manalya College was ultimately overwhelmed and shattered into a sky full of holy blue light spots, allowing Belfort to snort in contempt.

"Your tortoise shells are nothing more than this, so stupid that it makes people want to laugh. This is your greatest value as trash."

"Alecto, Megaira, functional integration."

The other two goddesses did not rush into the building, but following Belfort's command, their support had already reached Tisiphone, allowing the Slaughter Mecha God with soaring performance to fully display its terrifying four-sword style and cut through all enemies in sight, including those in the atmosphere.

However, its arrogance ends here.

The sound of the machine struggling was particularly obvious. A terrible collision occurred between huge forces. When the competition format similar to arm wrestling evolved into what was happening in front of them, the outcome of the battle was revealed to everyone present.

"Wind is a symbol of connection, the breath of the world itself. Even though this machine possesses the concept of severing and beheading, it's still not as sharp as the 'guillotine' I've seen before."

The boundless, flowing tangible wind wrapped around the scarlet body of [Goddess of Slaughter - Tisiphone] like a vortex, making it unable to release its functions despite having many functions. As a prisoner, it fought against Shengqing's flowing wind, but in terms of strength, it was also at a disadvantage.

"Belfort Adlet."

The vast mental power and excessive mana formed a shocking majesty, filling every inch of time and space in the hall with Sera as the center. Its will locked on Belfort suddenly made the man feel the feeling of facing a mysterious creation.

A strong sense of threat and a dark feeling of powerlessness mixed together and were sent to the whole body along with the violent beating of the heart, making it difficult for the body and even the cells to move.

"You can consider our request as a deal. Otherwise, we don't mind letting you sleep forever."

She gave it her all. Although she didn't have the Green Sprout Staff in her hand, all the efforts Sera had put into the path of magic shone brightly at this moment, filling her dazzling star pupils with a holy blue glow, and the awe-inspiring brilliance made her look like a living god.

164. Technology Sharing (Mandatory)

"..."

A solemn atmosphere unfolded between people. As the creator of the machine, Belfort did not have the ability to concentrate great power in himself. At best, he had only specially modified his exclusive equipment. In front of Sera, he was undoubtedly just a stronger soldier and could not compete with her.

However, for this man who was born with outstanding talents, it was harder than climbing to the sky for him to admit defeat with conviction.

"It's so annoying. Cooperation or a deal? Why do you think I would accept it?"

"Each of you is more self-righteous than the other. Who do you think you are? My parents? Huh?"

"What a disgusting guy..."

With his twitching face suppressing obvious anger, Belfort, who refused to accept Sera's suggestion, roared, his whole body like a volcano about to erupt. From his terrifying expression, everyone knew that the possibility of him exploding next was 100% without a doubt.

"You're truly self-centered, Belfort. Well, if that's the case, I don't think there's any point in continuing the discussion."

“Sister Mo Nuo, let’s go. We don’t need to care about this self-righteous guy anymore.”

The pressure subsided, and all the mana that had spread out returned. As if she had completely lost interest in Belfort, Sera spoke the words that came naturally after the negotiation failed.

However, the look that treated Belfort as something dispensable was really hurtful to one's self-esteem, but the Creator, knowing that he was no match for him, could only stare at Sera with a chilling look until the two of them left, leaving only the sound of a man using his own work to vent his anger in the spiritual realm.

In reality, the brilliance of the magic circle imprinted on the ground gradually disappeared, and was replaced by the awakening of the two people. After a diagnosis and treatment that could be called a failure, Sera, as the attending physician, was full of helplessness, but she could only label the patient and send him to a mental hospital as soon as possible.

"It seems that the expected cooperation was not achieved."

The tone seemed to be questioning, but it was filled with a subtle certainty. Tantara, holding the staff, looked at Sera and Mono as if she had seen through everything, and then she reached out to pull the two of them up.

"Yes, Belfort refuses to be persuaded. He spends all day in his home, competing with creations. He refuses to agree to any proposals for cooperation or trade. In my opinion, we should just execute him."

When Mono spoke, it sounded like he was pouring out his grievances. He was quite normal at first, but then he suddenly changed to a cold and bloody tone. His expression, as if saying "this person is no longer useful to me", gave him a strong villain aura, and his cold and elegant temperament was particularly eye-catching.

"I agree. This guy isn't a good person to begin with. Even if we reach a cooperation, I'm afraid we still have to be careful of his tactics."

Hostility and prejudice had long taken root in her heart. As soon as she heard Mono's speech, she echoed it. There was an obvious murderous aura lingering between Tantara's brows.

"I do have a way to force the sharing of technology." Sera didn't know if the two ruthless machines would agree with her words, but before they took action, she made a suggestion that immediately attracted the attention of Mono and Tantella.

"Although Belfort is uncooperative, having entered his mental realm, I already have a general understanding of his mental makeup. We only need to debug the magic circle, and then we can try to obtain technology directly from his mind or brain."

“Besides, reverse input is not a problem. Whether you want to do this or not, Sister Mono, you can decide for yourself.”

After saying this, Sera fell silent. She stared at the magic circle she had carved on the ground in a trance, a look of frustration and helplessness in her blue eyes.

How could such a self-centered person exist in this world? In my previous life, when I was playing Shadowverse, I thought Belfort had his own pride, but now, in face-to-face communication, he just wanted to beat the opponent to pieces, and his mouth was full of aggression.

The depressed mood did not last long. The replies from Mono and Tantara brushed against Sera's ears, and the pleasant tones soothed the waves in the girl's heart.

"We discussed it, and if the effect is indeed consistent with what you said, Sera, then it would be great." Mono smiled. She thought this interesting way of technology plagiarism was very wonderful when she heard it, but there was a problem.

If Belfort knew about this, this proud and stubborn mechanical creator would probably be so angry that he would die. The technology he had worked so hard to research was taken away and used by others without paying any copyright fees.

"I think the same as Mono. In a sense, perhaps this is a much better treatment for Belfort. Even execution is not as good as this punishment."

Her determined eyes revealed a clear expression of approval. For some reason, Tantella's beautiful face now looked a little scary. Looking at Belfort in the life support cabin, he looked like a devil from hell, but still very handsome.

"That's settled then. After we finish these things, we'll rest in Eyalon for a day. I'm going to go take a look at the Place of Sublimation. Sister Mono, if you have anything you want to say to each other, remember to send it to my wrist computer."

The flowing mana spread in the magic circle on the ground, like a holy blue pigment with self-awareness, searching for the nodes to embellish and transforming into the runes to be added, causing the magic circle to gradually develop a spiritual connection with the man in the life support cabin, emitting a mysterious mist.

Suddenly, the mist turned into fragmented starlight, with mysterious fragments floating in the air. Then, in front of the three people's eyes, a long scroll floated in the air in the room, with many words pouring out on it, all of which were technical information mastered by Belfort.

"Because I tried to keep my communication as covert as possible and also used some tricks to prevent Belfort from noticing, the output speed may not be as fast as expected. However, other people's research and development speed is probably not as fast as ours."