Not A God

Chapter 28 - The God of Flesh and Blood

The Mechanical Era Endless FerryMonarc just watched the strange flesh and blood monster standing at the hatch without blinking, seeing Him gradually enter the dining room and opening his eyes to look around. At the same time as he opened his eyes, pairs of eyes of the same colour opened on the flesh and blood all over the restaurant, huddled together in a dense mass, their dark abyss-like pupils reflecting every corner of the restaurant.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!"

A few of the mechanical people unintentionally locked eyes with one of the pairs of eyes and let out a shrill scream, covering their heads and crouching on the floor, not daring to look up again, as if they were under some kind of electromagnetic level attack, their expressions became somewhat demented. This made the mechanics in the restaurant even more alarmed, they had never seen such a bizarre ability, just looking into their eyes could make their nervous system collapse, even the most advanced technology of the cyborg military could not do such a horrible effect, it was like the most absurd fantasy novel.

It was like the most dystopian fantasy novel ever written. A filthy, lowly carbon-based creature could easily harm a cyborg! The cyborgs were horrified.

Monarc also met his eyes, but I don't know if it was because he was a flesh and blood creature, but instead of feeling pain, he felt that he saw many pieces of information containing mysterious knowledge, and his already awakened sense of self was further liberated. If before it had been a cold, mechanical, cold-toned and cruel world, now the flesh and blood cabin was warm, friendly and filled with a warm glow, as beautiful as heaven in a mechanic's book.

And he is a devotee who has gained wisdom under the guidance of the gods and will enter heaven under their guidance.

At the hatch, the strange creature of flesh and blood looked into the dining room for a moment and then muttered something of unknown significance, which was heard by all the robots who groaned in pain, except for the bionic people. Then, as if suddenly alive, the flesh and blood on all four walls of the restaurant hissed and whispered, and like vines growing out of an ancient, gloomy forest of flesh and blood, tentacles sprouted, each covered with eyes, and darted about the restaurant as if judging which one to grab for food.

"What the hell kind of monster is this!!!"

Several of the cyborgs' electronic eyes flashed red and they became mentally disturbed, already on the verge of collapse in the oppressive cabin, and now they saw this monster of flesh and blood, which they perceived as filthy and dirty. Aaaah! I've had enough! Get out of here!!!"The flying tentacles in mid-air seemed happy to see the cyborg passengers jumping up and down, swooping over and hoisting one of them up to the flesh and blood monsters at the door. Hanging, but more accurately biting, Monarc saw the tentacle growing out of the wall revealing its own mouthparts hidden beneath the scarlet flesh, a mouth full of sharp teeth that bit down hard on the hard shell of the cyborg.

"Ahhhhh! Let go of me! No! I don't want to die! Let go of me!"

In this almost gnawing pain, the cyborg, who had been in a state of confusion, also gained a moment of clarity, crying out in pain and screaming in agony, although there were no pain nerves in the cyborg's shell, the tentacles gave pain that seemed to go straight to the soul, making it painful for the powerful cyborg who could have killed the bionic man with his mere steel body. Monarc could clearly see the tentacles biting into the cyborg's arm with the sharp teeth in their muzzle, their seemingly fragile fangs sinking deep into that steel shell, lining the arm as soft as a cloud, clearly exerting too much force.

Sure enough, in just a second, the arm of the cyborg, which claimed to be as hard as a diamond, shattered easily.

"Aaaaahhhh...!!!"