CHAPTER 349: CHAPTER 2: REBELS, CULTISTS, MECHANICAL PRIEST

(Revised.)

How harsh must life be to develop such innate abilities?

Duncan looked at the skin of Number Three’s Human Form, it was truly pale, the kind of pallor that comes from never seeing sunlight for years, yet the features were quite delicate, almost like a vampire’s. This body was somewhat frail, seemingly a bit malnourished, with the life bar on the projection page showing only a small segment, not even full, possibly having dropped about a third, and the energy bar being just a small piece, while also under states of hunger and fatigue.

"The physical fitness is too poor."

The engraving ability loaded by Duncan had already begun to take effect, but it needed enough time to integrate into the bloodline of the Human Form, and during this time, considerable nutritional supplementation was also necessary. Because Number One’s Human Form initially only had the physique of a normal person, it was only after the blood of the Holy Grail slowly took effect that it gained the chiseled muscle lines.

The engraved abilities of the main body can be chosen to be loaded or not loaded into the Human Form, and if not loaded, the corresponding engraving abilities will not take effect. Not loading is generally for specific situations, like if your Human Form is on Heaven Mountain and you load a demonic bloodline, isn’t that courting death?

Additionally, some engraved bloodlines may conflict, and with a wider mastery of bloodline sources later, selective loading of bloodlines becomes necessary, although with combat skills, there isn’t much of a problem.

Number Three’s Human Form was different from the others.

Perhaps because it was younger, when Duncan switched back to the God perspective in the Dimension Space, a unique mark appeared on the projection page.

——"Appearance modification."

(Note: The appearance of a Human Form can change gradually over time, determined by the activated bloodline ability, and can also choose another Human Form as the base appearance.)

Duncan had a total of three Human Forms.

Firstly, Number Two’s Human Form was eliminated, as personally sculpting the face was cumbersome, so simply using Number One’s Human Form as the base model, the finalized appearance had a seventy percent resemblance to Number One’s Human Form.

However, Number Three’s Human Form was considerably more frail, lacking the same robust and resolute body lines as Number One’s Human Form.

A Human Form emerging from the battlefield would surely have some distinctive traits.

Even when it’s the same engraved bloodline, Number Three’s Human Form, before maturing thoroughly, even if possessing a similar bloodline ability, couldn’t reach the performance cap of Number One’s Human Form.

"The power ceiling in this world should be exceedingly high."

"For now, just find a way to survive."

Duncan’s current location was an enormous subterranean complex, situated in a collapsed ruins area which was re-excavated by people and constructed into an intricate maze-like form, with a dim concrete jungle of reinforced steel, where the light was very dim, making it easy to lose direction if not careful.

With the God perspective, Duncan spent a lot of effort climbing out, and after passing through a pitch-dark pipeline, he reached a crevice in an open area.

This should be near a certain Platform Layer.

At this moment, Number Three’s Human Form was both exhausted and thirsty, it seemed no dangerous enemy was needed to get in his way, failure to find a way out would mean dying of misery here.

"How big is this place really?"

"Future Nest City?"

Duncan had already blocked most of the life markers, because with countless markers crammed together, nothing could be discerned clearly at all.

At this point, the memories gradually began to meld.

He climbed along the memory through a narrow and cramped dark passage upwards, not knowing how long it took, passing through a dim pipeline several hundred meters long, he finally reached near an upper Platform Layer, where faint and cold lights appeared overhead, akin to signal lights.

"This place is too oppressive, it’s almost causing cabin fever."

When Duncan crawled out with difficulty near a section of the sewer, he saw a sign saying ’F46-E72-A3’.

——"Not marking three-dimensional layers, only marking the current layer."

Projection page.

After Duncan adjusted the God perspective, the life markers could finally be displayed normally. In the distance, a dense cluster of marker units gathered together, about three or four meters apart, with a series of pitch-black skyscrapers directly ahead, narrow stairwell corridors on both sides, steps scarred with rusted traces, and he followed the faint light upwards, relying on memory to search for the original occupant’s dwelling.

The current time should be midnight, as there was not much human activity nearby.

However, in the far distance, there were patrol guard markers.

——Guard Corps.

Duncan took out a key in an attempt to unlock the door, but it wouldn’t turn at all.

"Can’t open the door?"

Squeak.

At this moment, the heavy iron door across opened, a well-shaped woman with burgundy hair leaned half against the door frame, glancing at him with a scrutinizing gaze, wearing just a gray jacket, with a vest underneath, deep blue old jeans below, her figure full, and when her arms folded below her chest, revealing round contours of peaks.

——Rebellion (two-star silver-gray) (Neutral).

Duncan glanced at her, didn’t reply, because in the absorbed memories, the original occupant wasn’t familiar with others, and was very reclusive.

Moreover, the rebellion marker was quite ominous, as were the nearby marker units.

These people were all immigrants.

Basically, they had all migrated from another steel city, in several batches over time, totaling about three hundred thousand people. In a Platform Layer like this, the resident population was estimated to be between five hundred thousand to one million, generally not exceeding a million, as survival resources could not keep up.