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°•○● Table of Gods! - Chapter"7" -/ T
"Robots in the Second Floor" °•○●
Since his childhood, Eren had seen many types of weapons. He lived in a cinema era where guns were used in all movies and TV series.
But now he was having a hard time keeping up with what he was holding.
"Shit!"
It's hard to do something so normal and mundane. I mean, it's hard to admit that you're scared while holding a gun. Eren was really tense.
"I'm not afraid!"
The pistol in his hand, the Colt M1911, which Eren did not know the name of, was not heavy. Maybe that's why he found a sudden courage. And the moment he fired, he was startled by the sound of it.
He tried to shoot a few more shots, leaving his fears behind, but each time he was just as excited, afraid, and hesitant as before.
People don't understand how scary a gun can be. But while he was holding a Colt branded American pistol priced at 70 Z, Eren didn't exactly expect it.
After a while, he calmed down. Then he fired again.
"Bang!"
He thought it would be easier to calm down and shoot again. On the contrary, it had the opposite effect. He was shaken by a single shot, but momentarily taken aback. Thanks to Hollywood, he had seen a lot of strange scenes. He thought the gun would recoil too much and strain his arm. And there was nothing wrong with his arm.
Expectations and reality were still not the same. But the sound was truly frightening. He began to think that his ears would hurt a lot later on. But maybe that was another mistake he learned from the movies. Who knows?
He might not want to use this weapon if he wasn't in a strange temple with a points or money system. Eren was someone who didn't like the thought of killing.
But after killing a hundred spiders, he also knew his need for weapons on other floors. He took a deep breath through his mouth and looked at the walls with a sigh of anger.
"I think I'm ready. I have my bag and gun ready. I'm leaving."
Eren entered a new floor accompanied by the gaze of the alien named Maevis. His steps were slow and cautious. Not knowing what to expect, he was spiritually ready even for huge creatures.
"Huh?"
Spider again..
Eren stared at the wall that was rising and closing behind him for a few seconds and walked over to the spider waiting in the hallway. He had read in the comm on his arm that he would encounter something called Noal Basic Rob1 on this floor other than spiders. For now, he decided to just enjoy playing with spiders and didn't worry too much.
The things people can do with a simple knife can be surprising. Although Eren kept the blade as straight as possible, his damage changed as the angle changed. Eren killed a lot of spiders in a short time as he cut them at different points.
But the 2nd floor was different from the previous one. A sound was heard, howling in the air, as if emanating from the throat of someone who was drowning. Eren stopped walking with a scraping sound left by the metal on the floor, and realized what made this floor special. A one meter robot.
Is it a robot?
Yes, Robot.
No, it is not. This is the cat..
It's not a cat, don't kid yourself. This is the robot! That's the classic Robot you know.
Holy Spaceships! What the hell is going on in my life?
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It was too late for Eren to realize that the robots in front of him weren't exactly transformers throwing cool beam from eyes. At first he was afraid of coming face to face and that if he crossed the corridor, he would get a bullet or a ray in the head. But over time, when one of the robots noticed him, he saw the only thing these robots(!) could do.
Pulling pointed metals out of their hands..
"I mean really? Congratulations to whatever amazing and brilliant mind this idea came from..Hahahaha.. Look at the this shit. HAHAHAHAHA...."
When Eren killed the first robot, he realized that the robot that acted like a joke wasn't completely metal.
At that moment, he was starting to feel very smug. Although he couldn't aim well, the robot was dead in a few shots, whose outer armor-or skin was pierced. Eren poked around at the robot's wounds with his blade, but came across a fleshy inner body and blood. Although flesh and blood took up less space than a normal creature, this robot looked like something very disgusting and partly scientific.
Although Eren was tired, he knew that it was not possible to move forward using only his gun. Although he spent all his remaining money on bullets, he didn't have enough.
That's why he always killed spiders with his knife and stuffed them in his spare bag. The only thing that could be valuable on robot's body was a dark metal piece on their chest. That was what Maevis said.
Huuuuhh (Take deep breaths..)
Things were not going well for Eren when two robots finally appeared before him.
Eren secretly was afraid to use his gun and sometimes he froze and wasted some bullets in the beginning of the second floor. So his ammo was very low. Each robot required at least 2-3 rounds, but due to difficulty in aiming, he wasted 4-5 or even 6 rounds. Reloading the bullets took time and effort.
Even just psychologically, Eren was starting to get tired. And it was just the beginning areas of the floor.
..
Eren dodged the piercing metal that comes at him with a sudden sideways movement and threw the blade to the nearest spider. After the move he made to scare the robot, he entered the bottom of the robot with his gun and fired at the head of the robot by holding the gun. Even at this distance, Eren was angry that the bullet that had entered the robot's head didn't finish the job, and he fired again.
Shluk..
"Am I running out of bullets now. Really?"
Eren silahını bırakmak zorundaydı. Robotun diğer elinden çıkan metalin bacağına gelmesini görmezden geldi ve tüm gücüyle robota kendi vücudu ile tosladı. Yere düşen robotu bir saniye görmezden gelip belinden ikinci bıçağını aldı ve kafasına sapladı.
Eren had no energy left as he cleared the gap with all his might. There were two robots and two spiders in this small place.
He tried his best for the last five hours, but nothing was enough. No matter how hastily he tried, this floor did not seem to end.
"I don't want to die."
With squinted eyes, he looked at the rest of the corridor, but all his energy was gone. His entire body was covered in filth and blood. And as in the movies, not all of the blood belonged to their enemies. Much of it was his own.
He tried to breathe with his nose full of dust, dirt, and blood from the blows. But Eren coughed as a strange wheezing sound came from his wheezing, dry throat. He tried to blow his nose at first, but he stuck his finger into his stiff nose and pulled out all the dirt inside as it was. With his hands, which he shamelessly wiped on the wall, he took the knife that he had just thrown at the spider and put it on the belt on his waist.
When he started this floor, it suited him that the robots were very short and did not have fast movements. That's why he felt so cool and strong. But this Temple has never been about one-off battles.
After hundreds of Robots and Spiders, his old self-confidence, smug feelings and hopes vanished.
When he felt his head hurt again, he took it out of his bag of painkillers, which he had been drinking for the fifth time in a row. He took out a liquid alien medicine that he applied to the wounds covering his whole body and applied it to the bleeding places.
As Eren started walking, his foot got into the blood of the robot whose head he had just pierced with a knife. In an instant, his stomach lifted and he started to vomit everything in his stomach.
It wasn't the first time he vomited today, and it wouldn't be the last.
After taking the painkillers again, he continued on his way.
..
Eren didn't know if he was nearing the end of this floor, but it would be good to get closer. He wanted it to be over.
"Let go of me you fagots!"
As soon as Eren cursed, he felt very bad with the words he chose. Normally, Eren had a life that did not feel the need to curse.
His whole life was so comfortable and carefree that he always humiliated those who cursed. But that day he discovered the hidden secret of swearing by people with bad lives.
Cursing felt so good! Eren couldn't accept this yet but he was secretly enjoying cursing.
And also, if a sharp metal rod pierced through your body by a robot making weird "beep bop" sounds... then swearing was a luxury.
Just as Eren was contemplating the philosophical aspects of swearing, he came to new clarity. He planned to refill his bottles if there was a water supply after killing the creatures here. Since he also used it to cool his body occasionally, the small amount of water he carried with him would run out very quickly.
He had refilled his water countless times today.
Ha?
Oh no!
1. ..2..3.4
"Four... FOUR ROBOTS!" For a moment, Eren also thought about how absurd the word four was, but that thought quickly disappeared.
He had put his gun in his bag as he had run out of bullets. He threw the bag on the corner of the wall. He took both of his knives from his waist and took a few steps towards the first of the approaching ones, approaching quickly.
He had developed the best way to fight these robots hours ago. It was necessary to make sudden quick movements, to be light as a feather and to feel energetic. If you engage in sharp-armed combat with a relaxed and tired head, your attention and reflexes will fail you very quickly.
Eren had hardly learned the importance of being alert and energetic as he took the countless wounds on his body. Ignoring his fatigue, he took deep breaths and ran-jumped, spit, bit and fought everything to stay alive!
About two hours later, Eren had passed through the openings with 4 robots three times.
But this time a small flock of 5 robots and 3 spiders appeared. This time, Eren stepped back before he could draw attention, as he entered cautiously and quietly. He thought about planning and preparing in his head, but..
"No matter how prepared I am... nothing will change."
He jumped right in, not even thinking about his chances of survival.
For someone who hasn't played a sport in his life, Eren made a manageable move and quickly slammed his body into the nearest creature. He freed himself from the sharp metal on his head and thrust his knife into the creature's neck. Having taken critical damage, the Robot's blood began to flow.
Eren didn't know when he first entered this floor, but the metal-skin all over these robots wasn't in the same thickness. If he had known back then, he could have taken care of these robots with 1 or 2 bullets. Öyle bir senaryoda Eren şu an mutlu mutlu katı tamamlamış ve hala mermisi kalmış olurdu.
Even though it had penetrated the thin layer of its neck, the robotic thing still charged towards Eren with its body, throwing him off balance.
Meanwhile, the second robot behind him was able to come to the rescue of it's friend. Eren screamed loudly as he struggled with 5 robots, one of whom was injured and four of them intact, inflicting countless piercing blows on his entire body.
He smashed the spiders with his mouth, knifes and everything. He felt an indescribable pain in his stomach, with the thin metal coming deep inside him.
Sometimes he cried out in pain, and sometimes he smashed the robot's head with his knife with his other hand, when his other hand was holding the thin metal that had pierced his leg.
Akan kan ve hissettiği acı bile sonradan önemsizleşti. Eren o dakikalarda sadece hayattta kalmak için her şeyi feda edebilecek bir hayvana dönüşmüştü.
Minutes later, when Eren killed them all, his entire body was covered with countless wounds. His body was red, especially as blood rushed from the wounds on his abdomen and leg.
He wanted to go to his bag, but at the end of the struggle, all the suppressed feelings and tiredness returned. He sank to the ground and walked the entire clearing on all fours. He coughed, trying to clear the remaining blood from his throat. In the middle of the fight, his mouth and face turned into blood as he swallowed it without thinking. Now that disgusting taste bothered him.
"Hımmmff.."
He poked his fingers into his nose and mouth and rubbed the dirt, mostly blood, onto the ground. With dirty and bloody hands, he opened his bag and poured the alien medicine he had carefully used before all over his body. In particular, he used half of the liquid on the wound in his abdomen, which he didn't know how bad it was.
He felt defenseless and broken.
The index finger of his left hand had smashed against the edge of one of the pointed metals, which he didn't know was this sharp, and was cut. As Eren poured the liquid, he saw the wounds were coagulating and their outer layers were closing. They weren't really recovering, but for now, he needed the temporary treatment that this liquid created.
He tried to take deep breaths and cleared his throat, coughing mid-breath.
He tried to say whispering with a coarse and thin sound "Fuu...fuc....fu*k my life!" But could finish his words inside.
He was naked, a little cold, but he didn't care. He wanted to continue before he completely ran out of energy or even worse, before fainting.
When he realized that he wouldn't be able to stand up, he sat down and threw 4-5 painkillers from his bag into his mouth. After taking some drugs for headaches, some for body aches, he took them out of the bag and ate something energizing that look like potato.
Looking at his stiff bloody hair and his current state, one would think that Eren was a dirty cannibal who hadn't taken a shower in years.
"I always wanted a special occasion in my life. I wanted to be special. Fuck your dreams, Eren!"
Even opening his mouth was difficult, so he cursed a few words and leaned his head against the wall behind him. While he waited for the drugs to take effect, his head slid into the bag next to him. He rested his head on his bag on the stone floor and rested a bit.
"Aaah.."
After five minutes, his dreams that the painkillers would lessen the pain were gone. Maybe he was too hasty and the effects would start later. But since he didn't know how they worked, he lost hope and tried to get up.
He started walking again. Since there was no water source in this clearing, his eyes were very blank as he continued down the corridor, still covered in blood all over his body. He was in no mood to joke or think about what to do next on the road. He turned off his mind completely and walked slowly. Even though the wound on his leg seemed to have healed a bit, he couldn't rush it in case it opened again.
He took steps with strength from the walls, turned the corner, and the image of a familiar place appeared.
The door at the end of the corridor.
Although Eren had difficulty walking, he jumped forward excitedly and fell to the ground while trying to run. But he crawled into the door without caring.
He was in no mood when he entered.
The moment he saw Maevis he smiled and threw himself to the ground. He was glad that he had come this far with only his open wounds, even though they were closed on the outside. Grinning stupidly, he took a step or two towards Maevis. Then, being too lazy to walk the rest of the way, he threw himself on the floor at the far end of the bar and sat on the ground, leaning against the bar.
"Last time I lay on the floor and passed out. I think there's improvement."
But this young man had closed his eyes until Maevis smiled and came to Eren's side. He had fallen into a half-sleep that could end in death. His body was in very bad shape from severe injuries and shock. His exhausted body was forcing him to sleep. Maybe the blood loss also helped. Who knows?
Maevis smiled proudly at Eren. "Temple! Heal the person named Eren. Get the reward automatically from his account."
When Eren completed the previous floor, he passed out. He did not know how he had recovered, as he had woken up fully recovered at that time. Now, as he lay half unconscious, he felt for a second or two what was going on. A mysterious light appeared in the middle of the room and pulled Eren's body into the air. Like a small swaddle-egg, Eren floated in this light. The process of the light entering Eren's body was short and Eren's body was treated in the best way.
After Eren's body was dropped to the ground by the fading light, Maevis carried him to a small room inside. This room, which was prepared later, was normally in a style that Maevis would never go into and use. A simple bed, a bathroom-toilet and a large area to put things.
He made Eren take a bath with telekinesis without touching him, changed his clothes and laid him down nicely as he would sleep for hours with the effect of the light. While Maevis was covering Eren, she smiled and approached the boy's face and stroked his cheeks.
After a few seconds, Maevis got closer to this child, whom she had pinned all her hopes on, and inhaled his scent. She slid her left hand under his new shirt and touched his stomach and chest. Touching this warm and soft body created a warm feeling in Maevis that tickled her insides.
"I'm just testing what kind of body a human has. For my future services, it's very important to know my partner. There is no other reason."
Even she herself couldn't believe what she was saying. She wondered with great interest how such a subspecies could fight and walk for more than ten hours and survive. This was the temple. It was the heart of a life-or-death struggle that served for the highest species of the universe.
Maevis touched every part of Eren's upper area with her hands. She examined the insides of his ears, played with his hair, and began to descend from the area where his belly button was. After seeing Eren's underside for the first time, her interest continued.
Maevis was a woman who had never been in a relationship and had lived here alone for a long time. And she didn't realize that she was feeling strange things in her own body.
But in a way that She didn't want Eren to know when he woke up, she played with the boy's entire body. She was interested in Eren in another way, not just Temple matters. But she couldn't explain it.
Eren was a stupid and worthless subspecies. A humanic! It was no different than saying an ant or a fly.
But Maevis continued to lie next to Eren and play with his lips and hair from time to time until he awake.
...
But what she didn't realize despite his superior abilities; Eren had already woken up from his deep sleep after being touched so much!
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