Chapter 616 Memory

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As the man's words fell.

Powerful magnetic force burst out from his hand, like an invisible big hand hitting the 'pacifist' robot in front of him heavily.

boom--

The powerful force twisted the body of the 'pacifist' in front of him and made a harsh friction sound. Before the robot could take a step closer to the man, it was knocked away with a bang, and its huge body was crushed into scattered parts in mid-air.

With a wave of his hand, he blasted away a 'pacifist' robot.

The man gasped slightly and retracted his palm. He had been imprisoned in a special cell before and was unable to touch metal. He was unable to exert the power he had in his body.

Now, after escaping from the cell and encountering these 'pacifist' robots, men intuitively realize the power of their abilities.

It can be said that this kind of control over metal or magnetism gives him the illusion of omnipotence.

"The target has escaped from the cell and activated attack mode!"

In front of the man, the eyes of the 'pacifist' robot flashed a dangerous red light, and in the next moment, hot laser rays were emitted from the eyes of numerous robots around him.

"careful!"

Sensing the danger around the man, Charles's voice immediately sounded in his mind.

Hearing Charles's reminder, the man almost didn't hesitate. He stretched out his hand to control a 'pacifist' robot in front of him and pulled it in front of him. He raised his palm and controlled the robot to block the dangerous laser for him. Ray, the other hand seemed to be struggling to make a pushing gesture.

boom--

Boom boom——

Following the man's movements, invisible magnetic force enveloped all the 'pacifist' robots in front of him like a big net. Under the influence of the magnetic force, the robots shook as if they had been hit by a heavy punch. The next moment, Pulled by a huge force, they were forcibly squeezed together and turned into a pile of scrap metal.

"Well."

Bang!

After taking care of these 'pacifist' robots, the power in the man's hands also stopped.

The riddled robot in front of him fell heavily to the ground, making a heavy banging sound. The red light in the mechanical eyes flickered and then went out.

The man was holding his head with a splitting headache, and a nosebleed flowed out uncontrollably.

Obviously, such frequent use of the ability does not have any side effects on the man's body.

"Your use of power is too rough. In fact, in the battle just now, you could have controlled your power more accurately, instead of venting it all out like this."

In his mind, Charles' slightly concerned voice sounded.

"Perhaps I will consider how to use my abilities accurately in the future, but not now."

Reaching out to wipe the blood under his nose and feeling the smell of rust filling the corner of his mouth, the man supported his body to stand firm, gritted his teeth and asked Charles in his mind.

"Tell me your location."

Although he escaped from the cell where he was imprisoned, the man knew very well that if he wanted to escape from the base in front of him, Charles' ability was crucial.

"They blocked my vision and hearing to prevent me from finding out where I was being held, but it doesn't matter, I can guide the direction in my brain."

In his mind, a simple map immediately appeared in the man's brain.

"Wait a minute, I may need a moment."

Comparing the image of Charles in his mind, the man chose a direction, stretched out his hand to control a few metal fragments from the wreckage of the 'Pacifist' robot in front of him, and flew them in front of him, and then walked with difficulty in the direction guided by the map. .

…

"Huh~"

boom--

A piece of metal debris in front of the controller penetrated the head of a 'pacifist' robot in front of him. The man gasped and rubbed his head to endure the stinging feeling in his mind.

Looking at the silver-white cell behind the robot that was completely different from the cell where he was imprisoned, full of technology, he immediately spoke to his brain.

"I've already arrived."

"I know, I've sensed you."

In his mind, Charles's voice remained calm.

Looking at the silver-white prison cell in front of him, the man took a deep breath and pointed his palm at the metal door in front of him.

The next moment, under the pull of the magnetic force, the thick iron door began to twist and flew out with a harsh friction sound.

Pulling open the iron door, the man shook his body and stepped into the silver-white prison cell in front of him.

He saw Charles, who had been talking to him in his mind through psychic power.

The body in the cell was tightly tied to the bed with a large number of iron chains, and his head was wrapped in a tightly fitting helmet, with only his nose and mouth exposed.

Click, click—

With a frown on his face, the man broke all the chains on Charles' body with an angry look.

Then he reached out and pulled off the helmet on his head, revealing a pale, weak face with messy hair under the helmet.

From the complete darkness to the light, Charles' eyes obviously had difficulty adapting for a while. He first squinted his eyes and opened and closed them for a long time, and then slowly revealed a gap and saw a man with sharp horns and an unshaven beard in front of him.

"It looks like you succeeded."

Looking at the man in front of him, Charles twitched the corners of his mouth to reveal a weak smile, and said with some emotion.

"No, we succeeded."

Facing Charles' words, the man shook his head, then looked at him and said firmly.

"I wouldn't have had the chance to escape without your help."

Generally speaking, the man stretched out his palm.

Seeing the man's right hand stretched out, Charles reached out and took it without hesitation.

He used force to lift up the weak Charles. In the process, the man also saw the number '99' tattooed on Charles' wrist.

Standing up with the help of the man, Charles looked at the unshaven man in front of him and asked with concern.

"Have you not remembered your past?"

"..."

Upon hearing Charles's question, the expression on the man's face immediately became a little confused.

He shook his head and said silently.

"I have tried hard to recall, but I have no memory of the past. I don't know my past, and I don't even know what kind of person I was."

"Perhaps I can help you remember."

Looking at the confused man in front of him, Charles hesitated for a moment and said.

Stretching out his palm and placing it on the man's forehead, Charles said in a light voice.

"Now, try to remember in your mind..."

In response to Charles's voice, the man subconsciously closed his eyes. He felt an inexplicable power from Charles's hands filling his brain.

Surrounded by this power, some previously hidden memories began to surface in his mind.

In his memory, the man saw his past.

The memory of his tragic and persecuted childhood, and his mother who was violently raped in order to protect himself.

Memories that turned into monstrous people under mysterious powers.

The memory of being attacked by a monstrous person whose identity was exposed.

During the panicked escape, he was captured by the base and injected with a chemical compound to alter his memory.

And most importantly, his name.

"ah……"

His brain was filled with various memories, but the man's expression became extremely painful.

He covered his head and screamed in pain, and after a long while he breathed and said to Charles in front of him.

"Eric Lensher."

"My name, thank you."

Although the memory in his mind is not good, the man, no, Eric is still grateful to Charles for helping him find his memory.

"You're welcome."

Faced with Eric's thanks, Charles shook his head, and then turned his head to look outside the cell like a prophet.

"Be careful, these guys are here again."

Hearing Charles' reminder, Eric shook his head to sweep away the complicated memories in his mind, and then looked in the direction that Charles pointed. Sure enough, a large number of 'pacifist' robots appeared in front of him with stiff steps.

"It turns out that this is the group of guys I have been facing all along."

Looking at the 'pacifist' who appeared in front of him, Charles behind Eric murmured.

"No wonder my powers never worked on them."

"Now is not the time to think about this issue."

Hearing Charles's voice behind him, Eric stepped in front of him. He raised his hands and was pulled by him in front of the cell. The iron door that was thrown on the ground was suspended in mid-air.

Controlling the iron door with trembling hands, Eric was struggling to smash the heavy iron door towards the robot in front of him.

"Perhaps you can try to control these things in simpler ways."

Behind him, Charles's faint voice sounded.

I saw him reaching out and placing it on Eric's head.

The next moment, Eric felt that his originally struggling brain became relaxed. With the help of Charles' spiritual power, the distorted face on Eric's face, which was already showing a struggling look, disappeared. Loose, he waved his fingers gently, and a heavy 'pacifist' robot flew out directly in front of him.

He turned his palms over and made a clasping motion towards the densely packed robots in front of him.

The next moment, these robots seemed to be pulled and squeezed into a silver-white metal sphere by an invisible force.

Eric also used this attack method not long ago when he faced the 'pacifists'.

However, the process of using it is not at all as easy and freehand as it seems now. It is as light and simple as just squeezing a mosquito to death.

"Remember this feeling, this is your true power, Eric."

Charles put away the palm he placed on Eric's head. As the spiritual power left, Eric could clearly feel that his control of magnetism seemed to have returned to its original roughness.

After experiencing this feeling of being able to do whatever he wanted, even Eric felt a little uncomfortable in his heart when he returned to his original state again.

Charles's voice rang in his ears.

Eric glanced down at his hands.

An unprecedented ambition immediately began to emerge in his heart.

If what Charles said is true, then he will reach this level one day.

After suppressing his inner thoughts, Eric turned his head and glanced at Charles behind him. He had not forgotten that the most important goal for the two of them now was to escape from this base first.

"These robots are appearing more and more frequently, and we have to find a way to escape from this damn place."

Although he has obtained his own 'memory', Eric still doesn't know much about the base where they conducted experiments.

Facing Eric's reminder, Charles stretched out his finger and nodded on his head. He closed his eyes and seemed to be searching hard for something.

After more than ten seconds, he slowly opened his eyes and said to Eric who was looking at him.

"I have found the exit from this base, but before that, we need to go to another place..."

"Where?!"

Hearing that Charles had found an exit, the expression on Eric's face suddenly became excited.

However, what Charles said next made Eric look confused.

"We are not the only compatriots who are trapped in this base as experiments. I can sense that there are many compatriots who are in danger. Among them, there is one compatriot who is suffering the most. Even if he is locked in a cell, I His cries of pain could also be heard.”

"..."

Charles' words silenced Eric's expression for a moment.

He recalled the time when he became a monstrous man, being terrorized and persecuted like a monster.

Then he became determined.

"Weirdos are miserable enough in this world."

Eric's words have clearly stated his position.

"Then let's set off before these robots show up."

Nodding, without any hesitation, Charles quickly led Eric towards the compatriots he said were in pain based on the location he sensed.

boom!

A few minutes later, after getting rid of the blocking 'pacifist' robot, the two came to a stop in front of a dark and damp laboratory.

According to Charles's command, Eric used his ability to open the door to the laboratory.

Immediately, the cruel experimental scene in the laboratory appeared before their eyes.

In the huge laboratory, a large number of instruments are placed, and in the center of the laboratory, in a metal chamber filled with translucent liquid, a naked man is lying inside, with his body covered with penises. Various syringes, some of which were filled with silver-white liquid, were constantly entering the man's body through the syringes.