The voice of the throat turned into a terrifying roar in the darkness.

As Natasha ran all the way, it caused more screams. Countless bloody and terrifying eyes were all focused on her.

"That guy really already knows about the node, and he must go back to tell the queen, and he can't scrap it here. Natasha thought to herself, but her steps were faster.

However, Natasha has lost the source of her magic and can only run on her feet. In the dark dark forest, even a dry branch could interrupt her escape.

Just under a dark hill, Natasha was unaware of it and bumped into a skeleton in armor under her feet.

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

With a muffled grunt, Natasha fell to her knees.

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

"Damn, it actually broke down at this time, it was obviously overhauled before the mission!" Natasha's eyes flashed fiercely.

Piercing screams came from behind.

Natasha looked back and saw the face of a terrifying undead with green tendons around her eyes, white eyes, and green fangs, less than 10 centimeters from the tip of her nose!

Natasha's heart sank, she didn't try to attack, because without the attribute of restraining the undead, any attack was useless.

She kicked the dead tree next to her with her still-moving left foot.

As the branches of the dead trees swaggered, and the dead branches fell in a row, Natasha took advantage of the shock force to roll and come to the other side. However, she obviously used too much force this time, and her right foot had been scrapped, so she didn't step on the brakes in time, and one roll was followed by a second roll.

If only two rolls would be enough, but God seems to be working against her, the direction of her roll happens to be an extremely steep slope, and she usually has to lean forward to maintain her center of gravity when she stands on it, but Natasha, who can't control herself at this time, rolls down directly.

Natasha remained calm during the tumbling, she could see the dust on her face, she could hear the click of crushing dead branches during the rolling, and at the same time, she could feel the constant sound of gear falling off and machinery scrapping on the right half of her body.

Because of the scrapping of the right foot, does it affect the entire 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, among the rolling black clouds in the sky, an electric snake suddenly fell.

The moment the white light flickered, I could see Natasha's current appearance, which was extremely miserable. The long skirt was so broken that it was impossible to see the original shape, and the skin on the right half of the body was all torn, revealing the mechanical gears, steel bars, and various brakes inside.

Now, the mechanical fire on the right half of the body flickered, and white smoke filled the air.

Apparently, the right half of her body is almost scrapped.

And the left half of her body is also miserable, unlike the mechanical body of the right half of her body, the left half of her body is flesh and blood, at this time, the left half of her body is full of scars, and bones can already be seen in several wounds.

The long curly blond hair was also dyed red with blood, and it looked very embarrassed.

Natasha let out a long gasp and looked around. It was a flat land, with no trees within a radius of twenty meters.

"I've deviated from the route, can I go back?" Natasha's eyes flashed with distraction.

A terrible cry came from behind, and Natasha turned her head, and a large number of glowing figures were reflected in her bloodshot brown pupils.

I don't know when nearly hundreds of undead have appeared behind her, and seeing these undead still gathering, even if these undead have not yet attacked her, but the evil, madness, wanton and mournful aura is already affecting her untenable rational strings.

"It's a long way from that guy's activity zone, but there are so many undead, sure enough, is it pre-controlled?" Natasha's eyes flashed a dark light, and she knew that she was likely to be scrapped here.

Because even if she ran back to the node, according to the cunning level of that guy, she would definitely set up an ambush near the node.

In any case, she could not go back.

Unless...... Unless someone can come and save her.

But Natasha thought of this possibility, and secretly shook her head. She's just a cyborg, she can be called a mechanical puppet, how could anyone come out of his way to save her...... Moreover, now the people in Castle Black have their own affairs, and no one will come to save them.

Natasha couldn't help but smile wryly, looking at the undead who were getting closer and closer to her, she knew that she was not far from being scrapped.

Maybe when the Lord of Twilight cleans up the undead, someone will find their wreckage?

Some of the metal that makes up his body is still more precious, and he may even be refined into a mechanical puppet, but at that time, the consciousness that awakened from this mechanical puppet may not be himself.

"Sister Natasha will come back, I see it, you will come back. ”

The voice suddenly echoed in her mind, and Natasha remembered the texture of each syllable of the voice, which was very immature but very firm.

"Flowey, it seems that you are wrong this time...... I probably won't be able to go back. Natasha looked at the faces of the undead who were close at hand, and quietly closed her eyes, waiting for the moment when it would end......

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

Isn't there no pain in death? It seems that what is written in the book is not correct. Death is actually very peaceful, calm, and there are even men whispering in their ears.

A question mark suddenly flashed in Natasha's mind, how could it be? Even if she became a soul, there would be no man here?!

She opened her eyes suddenly, and what was revealed in front of her was not the terrifying face of the undead, but a vaguely tall figure.

The white light of lightning outlined the silhouette of this figure.

Solid, tough, handsome, full of ...... Security.

Natasha stared blankly at the person in front of her, the man. A trace of consternation flashed in his eyes, why is there a man here, hasn't the man's soul been cleaned up?

No, this man is not a soul, he has the blood of a living man, and the blood is very strong!

Natasha seemed to react, and she jerked her head to look around, and the undead who had surrounded her before had all disappeared.

Was she saved? saved by this man who came out of nowhere?

"Tsk, there are still too few undead to condense a single white light bullet. A clear and pleasant voice came into Natasha's ears.

There are too few undead? White light bullets? What is this?

Although she faintly saw a white light burrowing into something in the man's hand, she did not connect the two at this time.

Natasha hesitated for a moment and said, "Who are you and why are you here......"

Halfway through speaking, Natasha suddenly realized something: "You are an outsider, and you actually trespassed on Castle Black?!"

Ingres frowned, he saved this "person", and he didn't thank him, but was questioned.

At this time, Sanders also strolled from behind, and a deep voice came: "She's from Castle Black, um, or a mechanical golem?"

"It's a modified cyborg, and the body organs have basically been replaced, but the soul should still be the original. "As for whether it's someone from Castle Black, listening to her tone, it should be right." ”

After answering Sanders's words, Ingres looked at the very miserable cyborg: "We didn't trespass, but walked in in the light. I thought that as soon as I stepped into the range of Castle Black, I would be discovered by you, and it would be good to negotiate at that time, but I didn't expect that not only would no one contact us, but we would have to wait for us to save you. ”

Natasha was silent for a moment, and instead of dwelling on Ingres's sophistry, she asked rhetorically, "Who are you?"

Angel could hear the caution in Natasha's tone: "We're not interested in what happened to Castle Black. We're here just to find someone. ”

"Looking for someone?"

Angels: "Yes, I wonder if Mistress Grea is at Castle Black?"

Grea Natasha looked up in confusion, "What are you looking for her?"

Ingres was about to answer, but Sanders walked over at this time: "I don't want to talk nonsense, take us to see Grea, or rather, I get information directly from your mind." ”

Sanders's tone was cold and natural, but the words he said made Natasha shudder.

She raised her head to look at Sanders, and just as she looked up, the lightning flashed, and the instant whiteness made her see Sanders's true face clearly.

Her pupils narrowed.

"You...... Are you the illusion master Sanders?" After Natasha finished speaking, seeing Sanders raise her eyebrows, she realized that she was calling him by his name, and hurriedly added: "Your Excellency the illusion, I didn't know it was you coming. ”

"Stop talking nonsense. Saunders' tone was cold and impatient.

Natasha's mind turned, and Sanders came to Castle Black, not to mention going to see Grea, even the queen would come to see her in person. Thinking of this, she immediately nodded: "Okay, I'll take Your Excellency to meet Lord Grea now." ”

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

She had apparently forgotten that most of the parts on her body had been scrapped.

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

Ingres wanted to go over by himself, but since he had already met him, and he was still from Castle Black, it was not good not to bring him over.

He crouched down, inspected the scrapped parts on Natasha's body, and whispered, "If you want to repair it perfectly, in a short period of time, it is not realistic." However, it doesn't take much effort to get you back on your feet. ”