I was a knight in the Middle Ages

Chapter 474 Dark Core

"Disconnect... for me!" The moment the holy sword pierced, Alpha heard the buzzing sound of the mechanical core overloading.

Alpha suddenly remembered the resonant frequency of the core connection and the power of his first commandment - the power of shock.

The holy sword vibrated at a specific rhythm, and the blood core actually began to show fine cracks in the silver light.

The monster roared unwillingly and its body began to twitch uncontrollably.

The mutated wild boar warriors that were devouring the wreckage howled in pain at the same time, and the metal lines under their skin cracked one by one.

When the shock wave exploded again, Alpha was blown into the river by the air wave.

The cold river water poured into his mouth and nose, allowing him to see the scene on the shore clearly:

The two armored monsters were disintegrating, and the fragments of their blood cores fell like meteors.

The four wild boar warriors had regained their human form and were lying in the wreckage, covered in blood.

The metal patterns under the animal hide disappeared completely—the resonance just now actually cut off the erosion of the dark power on them at the same time.

Alpha climbed up by the river bank. The black mist on the holy sword had completely receded. As the silver light flowed, his bloodstained face was reflected on the blade - it was no longer the calmness of a commander, but the relief of a knight after a life-and-death battle.

Melissa's shouts were heard in the distance, and his personal soldiers ran towards him with their swords raised.

The remains of the monster behind him were gradually cooling down in the night. Only the gilded emblem of the holy sword's hilt shone like a never-fading star in the darkness before dawn.

"Sir, you..." Mashu's voice trembled.

Alpha looked at the gradually brightening sky in the east and gripped the holy sword tightly.

This divine weapon that had been corroded by darkness was now slowly healing the wound on his palm, as if confirming that the man who had regained the way of knighthood was finally ready to face the darkness.

The moment the morning light pierced through the smoke, two twisted masses of flesh and blood in the ruins suddenly began to wriggle.

The broken robotic arm and the attached internal organs were reassembled, and the hydraulic pipes reflected a strange rainbow light in the morning light.

The original machine that should have been blown to pieces, just like clay that was kneaded and then re-kneaded, stood up with a "click" sound of metal friction. The blood core in its chest was brighter than last night, but when it touched the light of the holy sword, spider-web-like dark patterns appeared.

"Everyone retreat into the range of the holy light!" Alpha knelt on one knee and supported the holy sword. The silver light seeping from between his fingers flowed along the blade, drawing a halo with a diameter of one hundred meters on the ground.

Alpha could feel that the power of discipline in his body was on the verge of exhaustion, and his meridians that were shattered when he forced the holy sword to resonate were still burning with pain.

At this moment, every burst of holy light seems to be drawing away the warmth in the bone marrow.

The knights did not retreat a single step.

Quintai's Berserker Knights used their blood-stained spears to form a shield wall. The skin exposed under the chain mail still had gray spots of dark corrosion, but when the holy light passed by, pale golden protective patterns emerged;

The four wild boar warriors crouched on the ground with mouths full of blood foam. The muscles under their hides were still twitching uncontrollably, but they rubbed the ground in front of Alpha with their fangs - that was the orcs' gesture of loyalty to their leader.

"My lord, our blood... is getting hot." A violent knight knelt on the edge of the halo, looking at his healing wounds.

Alpha saw fine silver light moving on the surface of his skin under the armor, like countless little suns dispelling the darkness.

This is the resonance between the light of the holy sword and the spirit of chivalry. When the faith is strong enough, the holy light will in turn protect the companions of the sword holder.

The most violent original No. 1 charged first.

Sparks flew as its mechanical feet crushed the blue bricks, and its six energy tentacles condensed into blood-red spears in the morning light, aiming directly at Alpha in the center of the halo.

Quinte roared and thrust his spear to stop the monster, but was blown away by the monster's swinging tentacles. His chainmail shoulder armor broke into three pieces, and he hit the broken wall and coughed out half a tooth.

But the next moment, four wild boar warriors pounced on the monster like black lightning, their fangs biting into the flesh at the monster's joints, and ignoring the splashing high-temperature blood mist, they used their claws to tear at the exposed core circuits.

"Right now!" Alpha used the force to leap up, and the holy sword drew a silver arc in the morning mist.

This time, Alpha did not aim at the blood core, but stabbed the monster in the back of the neck.

There was a section of mechanical spine that had not been alienated, and the original control nerves of the original machine were still retained.

The moment the sword entered the flesh, the monster made a harsh noise, and the blood core suddenly shone brightly, but the moment it touched the holy light, it flickered like a flame poured with ice water.

"Roar!" The wild boar warriors took the opportunity to exert their strength and actually tore off one of the monster's mechanical arms.

The still twitching limb smashed into the halo and turned into powder in the holy light, revealing the curled up dark core the size of a baby's fist inside.

That is the reason why monsters keep resurrecting.

Alpha's pupils shrank suddenly, and he finally understood why these transformation opportunities were like "indestructible cockroaches": the dark power had already split the core into countless fragments, hiding in every piece of flesh and metal.

"Concentrate your attack on the core fragments!" Alpha swung his sword to cut off the tentacles flying towards him, and the holy light spread along the blade to the fangs of the wild boar warrior.

The bravest warrior suddenly let out a wolf-like roar and actually bit the blood core in the monster's chest into pieces.

At the moment when the blue and red lights flashed, Alpha saw the blood-red vertical pupils in the monster's eyes suddenly fade away, and replaced by the original, emotionless blue of the mechanical core.

"It... is struggling?" Melissa's healing light ball suddenly stopped.

Alpha felt the vibration coming from the holy sword - it was not the resonance of battle, but the touch of some kind of consciousness.

The movements of the original No. 1 suddenly slowed down, and the tentacles stopped attacking. Instead, they protected the undestroyed core fragments in the chest, and an ambiguous sound similar to a human whimper came from his throat.

"They still have some residual self-awareness!" Alpha held down the holy sword, and the silver light turned into a soft light band that wrapped around the monster's limbs, "Quintai, gather the remaining soldiers and treat the wounded!!"

When the first ray of morning sun completely jumped out of the horizon, the original No. 1 fell to its knees with a bang.

Its mechanical shell was riddled with holes, revealing half a human skeleton inside.

There was still a half-bloodstained ID card hanging on the ribs, with blurred marks on it.

Alpha squatted down, and the holy light brushed across the monster's forehead. The blood-colored lines melted like ice and snow, revealing the tightly closed human eyes underneath.

"So you have been resisting all along..." Alpha murmured softly and heard the broken syllables coming out of the monster's throat.

The knights behind him put away their weapons. In the morning light, the wounds that had been corroded by the power of darkness were glowing with warm silver light.

It was not healing, but something more powerful than pain. In the interweaving of holy light and faith, it re-lit the dawn of the battlefield.

The wild boar warriors licked the blood foam from the corners of their mouths and retreated, no longer gnawing on the monster's remains. They stood firmly around Alpha. Once the original generation counterattacked, they would tear the enemy to pieces in an instant.

Alpha tightly grasped the holy sword, looking at the gilded emblem that bloomed again on the hilt, and suddenly understood: the meaning of this battle has never been just to kill monsters, but to hold on to even a tiny glimmer of humanity in the abyss of darkness.

"You two come with me, I will find a way to restore your consciousness." Alpha looked at the two original machines that had regained human consciousness, and now he also knew how to subdue them. That would definitely be the strongest help.

The mechanical knuckles of the original No. 1 made a clicking sound, and the energy core in his chest glowed an unstable blue in the morning light - that was his disordered heartbeat at the moment.

Under the metal mask, the human's eyes stared at his arms covered with hydraulic pipes, and the blood between his fingers was still stained from last night's battle: "They called me a 'monster'... I couldn't even recognize myself in the mirror."

The holy light from Alpha's fingertips gently fell on his mechanical shoulder. Wherever the silver light passed, the remaining dark lines evaporated like morning dew: "Look over there."

Alpha raised his finger and pointed at the wild boar warriors who were licking each other's wounds - the three-meter-tall beastmen were circling around the five-meter-tall Original No. 1.

The boar warrior Becca's tusks were still covered with metal debris from the battle, but he rubbed the opponent's knee with his furry head without fear. "Becca and his companions were once eroded by the magic tide. They have sharp teeth in their mouths that can crush rocks, but now they are handing herbs to injured elves."

Quintey came over carrying a broken battle axe. The skin exposed through the gaps in his chainmail still had gray spots of dark corrosion, but he smiled heartily: "My arm was almost broken by the claws of the cyborg last year. It was Lord Alpha who personally reattached it and treated it for us. Now, am I not fighting side by side with you, a 'monster'?"

Quintey punched the mechanical leg of the original No. 1, making a dull metallic sound. "We don't have a 'race' here, only 'guys who want to survive' - look at that little dwarf, he just transformed himself into a 'mech that can fire healing bullets' last month, and now he is hiding behind a tree to improve these armors."

Original No. 1's gaze swept across the elf Melissa who was mixing potion - the healing light ball on her fingertips was deliberately avoiding the metal parts on his body, but the moment it touched human skin, it emitted a softer glow than ever before.

In the distance, the Modao soldiers were piling up the captured weapons and equipment into a small hill. Several young knights were squatting beside them, drawing a sketch of "making a wheelchair for the big guy" on a wooden board with charcoal.

"Do I... have any family?" The voice of the original No. 1 suddenly trembled, and a human tear rolled out from under the metal mask. When it hit the back of Alpha's hand, it actually caused the holy sword to emit a subtle resonance.

"When you miss your family, I will take you to find them." Alpha pulled out the sheepskin map from his waist and spread it out on his mechanical palm. The morning light flowed along the gilded emblem on the edge of the map.

The original No. 1 suddenly bent down and gently lifted Alpha to his eye level.

In the eyes beneath the metal mask, the dark blue core light was gradually dispelling the dark red, and finally condensed into a stable warm light close to human body temperature: "Aren't you afraid that I will lose control one day? After all, there are still dark fragments hidden in my body."

"Afraid." Alpha smiled and patted his metal cheek. Holy light spread along the contact point and drew a small emblem of a wolf head and the sun intertwined on his chest.

"But do you know? When I first held the holy sword, it was also corroded by the power of darkness. Now look," Alpha raised the blade. In the morning light, the gilded emblem and the warm light of the original No. 1 core shined together. "As long as there are people in your heart that you want to protect, there will always be a gap in the darkness for light to shine through."

The boar warrior Becky suddenly grunted with excitement and ran over holding a thick tree trunk - the trunk was crookedly engraved with the orc rune "Welcome Home", and at the end was a glowing stardust flower that Melissa had secretly pinned on it.

When the original No. 1 took over the tree trunk, his mechanical knuckles trembled unusually. When his fingertips touched the rough wood grain, he suddenly heard his daughter's baby voice calling from deep in his memory: "Dad, come home for dinner..."

The mechanical pupils of the original No. 1 shrank into slits, and the metal throat emitted a slight electrical noise - this was his habit when thinking.

The original stared at Alpha's sword-holding hand, which bore traces of countless battles and glowed faintly pink under the holy light: "You know, dark erosion is not a cold. Once the core fragments get out of control..."

Before the original generation finished speaking, he saw the holy light on Alpha's fingertips suddenly dim, but quickly lit up again, like a candle flame swayed by the wind, but never extinguished.

"If you lose control—" Alpha tapped the holy sword's hilt with his fingertips, "I'll first smash the dark fragments in your core, then tie you up in a steel chamber to wake you up. Can't you be cured?"

Silver light passed over the carotid artery of the original No. 1, "I will cut off the connection myself, but before that, I will do my best to treat you."

The pupils of the original No. 1 machine shrank into slits: "That's cruel." A metal palm pressed on the back of Alpha's hand, "But I believe in you." When he turned around, the energy core of the original No. 2 had already glowed warmly.

"I am your leader and also the lord of everyone's city. I am responsible for most of them." Alpha couldn't let his emotions get the better of him at this moment. It was impossible for him to abandon the people of a city for the sake of his subordinates.

The roars of the boar warriors suddenly tore through the air, and the black lines under their fur moved like living snakes.

The Alpha Holy Sword slashed across, creating an arc of light. The silver light enveloped the trembling bodies of the four beasts, but sparks flew when it touched the black lines - that was a sign that the fragments of the dark core were playing tricks in their bodies.

"This is the erosion of darkness. They have eaten the Heart of Darkness, and negative energy has begun to invade their bodies." The original No. 1 is not simple and seems to understand what is happening.

"The elves stay with me, and the rest leave." Alpha waved his hand and the Holy Light came to rescue him, which made the wild boar man feel a little better.

The original No. 1 suddenly squatted down and pressed his mechanical palm on Becca's head.

The warm light from his chest surged into the wild boar warrior's body, temporarily suppressing the surge of dark power: "What they ate were not ordinary fragments, but the core remnants of the original three to five generations - that guy blew himself into a 'dark seed' before he died."

When the original No. 1 looked up, Alpha's frown was reflected in his pupils. "The holy light you just used can only temporarily slow down the erosion. To cure it... you have to dig out the dark crystals in their bodies."

"I know, but I will definitely find their way." Alpha knew that if he rashly dug out the dark crystal, the wild boar man would surely die. At this moment, the dark crystal had already merged with the wild boar man.

"Melissa, prepare the purification potion. Quintey, take the others to the safe zone and don't let the dark energy spread. Mash, go get the rest of the elves over, I need their magical power." Alpha saw that the fingertips of the elf Melissa were trembling, but she still gritted her teeth and nodded. Her light golden hair was stained with the animal hair that Becca had rubbed against her before.

"Stop, the core cannot be removed."