"Cheap…"
Kuro repeatedly chewed on this word, and the surrounding atmosphere gradually became oppressive.
For some reason, Basil shivered and subconsciously moved away from Kuro.
He felt a little cold.
"These people, where did you get them?"
"A qualified person? Of course I bought them. Slaves, people who don't follow the rules, people in the town, as long as I need them, it's easy to get people. Although people are not worth much, I actually have a quirk. Those famous knives must have the right appearance and body shape."
As he spoke, Poropa suddenly made a soft sound and touched his chin, looking at Kuro with interest.
"I think you are also quite suitable for 'Autumn Water'. You don't have to have long black hair and straight hair to be someone's wife. You can also be a husband. You are not bad looking. Do you want to be my test subject? You will become very strong. Don't worry, I will keep your personality."
"You seem to be… sure of me." Kuro exhaled a mouthful of smoke and said lightly.
The corner of Polo's mouth rose and he snapped his fingers.
Bang!
The door outside was slammed shut.
"I don't really want to solve it with violence because I'm a scientist who likes weapons. It's a waste to give you good weapons. But you don't agree to the deal…"
He snapped his fingers again. "Then I think I need to show my work."
Another fort was opened and several figures appeared in the doorway, coming out of the darkness of the fort.
These people were all more than two meters tall and abnormally fat. Their fat was equivalent to hanging on their bodies and shaking as they walked.
They were all women, but surrounded by fat, nothing could be seen. Their faces were all squeezed together by fat.
In their hands, they were holding a huge saw blade with bits of meat on it.
"[Butcher], I originally wanted to use men, but I feel that women may be more suitable. They are very strong and have extraordinary strength. The thickness of the fat also makes them almost immune to attacks, and if the strength of the slash is not enough, it is very difficult to break through this layer of fat."
"This kind of qualified person is very easy to find. Fat old women are everywhere in the world. In terms of strength, perhaps only your Headquarters Lieutenant can resist them. The price you spend to train a Headquarters Lieutenant cannot compare to my work!"
Polo snapped his fingers again. "And my strongest mass-produced model."
Another fortress was opened, and this time a group of drunkards came out. All of them were flushed with wine and their tongues drooped and they hiccuped from time to time.
In their hands was a simple tachi.
"Alcoholic iron ore, a specialty ore from the Country of Peace. If it is hit, it will have the effect of anesthesia. This group of people relies on this characteristic to make it. Their dodging ability is very high, even bullets can be avoided. One person can deal with hundreds of Marines without any harm. Of course, the defense also has special treatment. Even if they are hit, ordinary bullets cannot break their defense."
"They just need to be bought. Through the special instructions I give, whether as Marines or anything else, they can play the most role."
"This is the mass-produced type. If it's the elite type, it needs a weapon of the [Famous Blade] level. Each of them is unique and can replace the famous Marine Admiral. Now do you understand? My work is the best. I can do it from bottom to top. The price is much better than that 'Peaceist'."
Poropa raised his head and said confidently: "Bergapunk is nothing. He will only waste his funds and make a pile of meaningless scrap iron. I am the one who can complete the ultimate weapon!"
"Do you understand now? Give Autumn Water to me. With it, I can let your Marine Headquarters have an obedient Big Sword Hero!"
Every time Poropa spoke, the cold air around Kuro cooled a little, making the nearby Marines afraid to approach.
By the time he finished speaking, no one could stand around Kuro anymore.
At this time, the Marines retreated to the gate and all of them were trembling. For some reason, they just felt a chill all over their bodies and were nervous. Some of them with weak physiques had already begun to roll their eyes.
Basil is also a member of this group of Marines. He holds his thighs to stop them from shaking, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't control them.
He swallowed dryly and finally confirmed that this aura was murderous!
A long time ago, he had experienced it with his master, but his master's killing intent was completely different from this person's.
As for his master, it was said that he had fought hundreds of battles and killed many people…
Then how many people has this Kuro killed?!
Crowe was frantically pushing his glasses to hide his nervousness. His forehead was starting to sweat.
He hasn't seen Kuro angry in a while…
Unlike the kind of anger that comes from the War Of The Best, this Poropa, if according to what he says, is completely challenging Mr. Kuro's bottom line.
"Kuro…"
Lida obediently handed Autumn Water to him and did not dare to joke anymore.
Kuro glanced at her, held Autumn Water's scabbard and took it.
"This is the first time I've seen that weapons are more important than people."
He hung Autumn Water on his waist and looked straight at Polo and said, "Can these people return to their original appearance?"
"Of course not."
Polopa said, "It's not that easy to change back to science. The transformation is the transformation. Isn't that good? They are obedient and have no feelings. They will only follow orders faithfully."
"Is that so…"
Kuro closed his eyes for a while and opened them again. He said, "I remember that I have a lot of weapons. Take a look and see how they are sold, but I don't want your money…"
The sky inexplicably darkened, bringing with it a dull pressure.
Polo subconsciously looked up and his mouth opened wide. He was so shocked that he could not speak for a long time.
"This, this…"
In the back, Basil's lips were trembling. It was his first time seeing such a scene.
In the sky, dense weapons pressed down and rolled together with the island and buildings, as if the sky was rolling back.
"Come down and look up at me, bastard!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
It was as if the sky had collapsed. At this moment, the island's building weapons rushed towards the fortress of Polo, instantly drowning it and stirring up thick dust.
No matter how hard the fortress is, it will still shatter under the collision of objects of the same size and even larger.
As for the so-called best Gatekeeper, the Spearmen had long been crushed into meat paste under this bombardment.
There is no need to pity the hopeless. Instead, death is the best relief for them.
Kuro understood this very early on.
When the dust and smoke dissipated, the largest fortress was already unrecognizable, messy and in ruins.
"My laboratory!"
On the ground, a short oval figure jumped and shouted at the ruins, "Lab! Many of my experimental subjects are there!!!"
Kuro narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Gadi beside Polo. He had pulled out his sword and his other arm hung weakly. He was covered in wounds and he was panting as he stared at him.
"Did you survive with your bastard master?" Kuro said lightly.
"How can it be fixed!"
Polopa turned around and was furious. He pointed at Kuro and gritted his teeth. "Kill you. I must kill you and destroy my laboratory. Unforgivable!"
"You don't seem to see the situation clearly. Forget it, I won't argue with the bastard."
Kuro held the hilt and slowly pulled Autumn Water out of the scabbard.
"Let me teach you that there is no such thing as weapon enslavement. Only when someone holds a weapon can it be called a weapon. Otherwise, it is just a piece of scrap iron."