My Cell Prison
Chapter 1401 - 1399: Suit Thug

Chapter 1401: Chapter 1399: Suit Thug

[Causal Program - Melowenjay]

Full name: Melowenjay Cash, leader of the exiles in "The Matrix," and the underlying core program of the initial Mother Matrix, meaning that if the original world hadn’t undergone iterative upgrades, the current Mother Matrix would be Melowenjay.

He appears as a rather short Spaniard with slicked-back hair.

Physically, he looks almost no different from ordinary humans.

"This is indeed a fine outcome, exactly as I expected... No need to linger on the surface, I can directly head to the core of the City of the Demon.

Perhaps there lies chaotic energy that could upgrade the program."

Just as he wished to proceed deeper, a mechanical being leaking oil constantly dropped down from between the buildings on the street ahead.

Melowenjay immediately identified the program controlling the damaged machinery and ordered the whole army to halt.

Buzz!

The leaking mechanical being slightly lifted its hand and shot out an energy beam powerful enough to penetrate five streets, slightly affecting the nearby combat zones as well.

However, shortly after the energy was emitted, a shadow of death shrouded it...

In that instant, Melowenjay saw an unavoidable death causality, adding an unavoidable termination command amidst the machinery programs controlled by the Mother.

Buzz!

The mechanical head was severed, and the remaining parts dissipated into the shadow of death.

A cloaked Death God, holding a giant silver scythe, landed where the Mother’s robot stood, and suddenly turned his gaze toward Melowenjay, not far off.

This gaze frightened the latter, sweating profusely, his brain’s programs running madly, even emitting wisps of white smoke from his scalp, barely finding a causal relation that could keep him alive:

"Don’t make any facial expressions, don’t look directly, step back three steps!"

After completing these actions, Melowenjay looked up again.

The Death God had already left the street, the horrific aura of death completely dissipated.

"That was... terrifying~ Thankfully, Mother was subtly controlling such a powerful entity from behind the scenes. I really should thank her later."

Just as Melowenjay was preparing to move forward, an irresistible command formed in his brain.

"Melowenjay, stay where you are.

Three units from this siege have a bye and can continue unimpeded deep into the Demon’s lair. The team from [Tendou] discovered an unexplored Secret Zone and is currently investigating it alone.

In five minutes, a Human Craftsman from [Sacred Tier] will meet up with you, proceeding together."

"Human Craftsman? Seems like a rather difficult external person to communicate with. Mother, can you transfer the control of the joint advancement to me? I will surely give you a satisfactory answer."

However, Melowenjay’s request was denied by the Mother.

"The scale of [Sacred Tier] is much larger than our world, and their mastery of craftsman technology can bring unprecedented innovation to our technology.

It’s necessary to show some goodwill to establish cooperative relations after the war.

I’ve already inquired about the other party’s intentions. The command of the joint advancement will be given to the Human Craftsman - Hawk Sevita. I hope you provide adequate assistance."

"Yes."

Although Melowenjay agreed, he was somewhat displeased internally.

He, as the leader of the exiles, held certain ambitions. Although currently living in a world created by the Mother’s program, he harbored a resistance mentality more extreme than any other program.

"Although I have to admit this woman’s program development is superior to mine, her management of the world is too conservative... Our special world governed by programs undoubtedly has higher potential than [Sacred Tier]; there’s absolutely no need to show deference to these craftsmen clinging to outdated technology.

Based on interests, they would naturally provide technology."

Just as he finished speaking.

Another densely packed troop emerged from the side, some even appearing directly from the shadows, showing no visible movement forward.

The entire troop had adapted to and was making use of the indigenous dark environment of London under the leadership of the Human Craftsman and Assassin’s Master Instructor.

[Hawk Sevita]

In terms of body weight, he should be the lightest among the Mythical Craftsmen.

He removed all the extraneous parts of himself through unique Human Craftsmanship.

Meanwhile, the structure of his skin and the arrangement of flesh and blood vessels were optimized to perfection, with his corresponding Mythical Scrolls being an exceedingly detailed human body diagram.

His appearance was reluctantly classified as "Human Form".

Everything below the chest and above the waist was completely removed, retaining only a "consolidated spine" for connection.

All optimized organs were integrated into the chest area.

The lower jaw of the face was replaced with an unknown black metal,

His arms and legs were also made from the same ’highly flesh-mimicking’ black metal, representing the highest craftsmanship of Sevita and his myth.

"Domain (Low consumption) - Assassin’s Veil"

Sevita could expand the Mythical Field in the form of a low-consumption veil over a wide area.

It didn’t enhance any properties but allowed the veiled allies to advance entirely in the shadows and even utilize the shadows as a medium for short-distance teleportation.

When the troops converged.

Melowenjay’s annoyed expression immediately shifted to a smiling face, naturally handing over command.

Sevita did not say much, seeing as their goals were completely aligned, and there was no intention to linger, they continued to push deeper.

The Assassin’s Veil also expanded, enveloping both troops within it.

Melowenjay, covered by the shadows for the first time, never imagined that even his body could utilize shadows for short-distance relocation.

"What an amazing ability... this allows us to reach deeper much faster, which isn’t bad either."

Melowenjay gracefully took out a piece of cream cake from his pocket and ate it, following the main force with a completely relaxed posture.

As the United Forces pushed further along Oxford Street, the giant clock in the distance came into clear view.

Just then.

Across the crossroads, a tailor shop with a sign reading "London Gentleman" was lighted in a way that completely mismatched Dark London.

Even the silhouettes cast by the lights flashed quickly by.

Sevita tried to extend the Assassin’s Veil there but was unable to cover it.

Several members of the troop with scouting capabilities tried various methods to observe the tailor shop but to no avail.

"Mr. Melowenjay, can you detect what’s inside?"

Melowenjay crossed his fingers in front of him, "I’m different from other programs, my perceptive abilities are not very good... However, I can open a one-way door to the tailor shop and send some machinery in to gather information."

Having said that.

Melowenjay generated a key in his right hand and casually inserted it into a door by the road.

Since he opened a door, it must lead to a certain area... Melowenjay could modify the causal relationships inside, altering the outcome.

The door he opened led directly to a changing room in the tailor shop.

However.

A team of Terminator Machinery secretly infiltrated the area but the data connection was severed before they could transmit anything.

Ling!

At the same moment, the doorbell of the shop rang and the front door was pushed open.

Ten thugs, each with distinct styles and radiating vastly different energies, who just put on new suits, slowly stepped onto the street.

At the forefront, a young man wearing a black and white suit with abyss-like pupils, his corresponding black fingernails penetrating through five oil-dripping Mechanical Skulls.

The young man didn’t look immediately at the enemy forces occupying the street, including eyes from every nearby building and rooftop.

Instead, he slightly turned towards a friend behind him.

"Pope, what do you think? The suits from this store are pretty good, right?"