The Legendary Mechanic

Seeing this man seriously injured and dying, Aurora stretched out her hand and pressed him, the brilliant life energy released from between her fingers, a golden light dot floating, looking like a gentle gauze, poured into this person's body.

The next moment, the wound on this man recovered with visible and rapid healing of the naked eye, the torn flesh joining together, the crushed bone adhesion, the pale face quickly recovered the blood color, soon recovered as it had been, all wounds healed, only full of blood stains can prove that he was just beaten like a grandson.

“Hmm.” The man's eyebrows trembled and gradually woke up from a coma.

“Where am I...” He understood for a moment and suddenly remembered what had happened before the coma. His face changed dramatically, he stood up and looked around vigilantly, "Where were all those lunatics? ”

Verdin coughed and caught his attention, "The enemy who attacked you has escaped, and we saved you. ”

“Running away? This is terrible! I finally found their tracks, and the trail broke again.” This man was distressed and then measured the two Verdines. He recognized them for a moment before he suddenly said: “I saw you before I went into a coma. ”

“Exactly.” Verdin pointed to the bloody fingerprints on his clothes, "and you told me to stop them. ”

As soon as this man slapped his head, he couldn't help himself: “I'm sorry, my friend, I was hurt so badly, by then my consciousness was blurred, I didn't want to drag you into danger, if I was awake, I would definitely ask you to run away. ”

After his voice had just fallen, he realized that he was injured and was in a hurry to check his physical condition. He was surprised when he checked.

“Hey, where's my wound? Where's that hole in my chest? ”

Aurora frowned and learned Han Xiao's face a dozen times, “I cured you, that's my ability. ”

The man hurried and found that not only was the wound well, but his body was full of vitality, as if he had returned to full prosperity, and his face was stunned as he climbed.

He hasn't seen the ability to treat, but this is the first time he's seen such a powerful therapeutic idiot. He looks around, and the time is up to a few minutes, and the treatment efficiency is terrible.

“There's a treasure!” This man is overjoyed, excited, hurried to take a step forward, trying to hold Aurora's hand, "Are you interested in joining us!! ”

Verdin was helpless, reaching out and separating this overly enthusiastic guy, and after a brief contact, he found that the guy seemed a little sluggish and demented.

“At least introduce yourself, that's the most basic manners. ”

“Oh, yeah, yeah, I'm so excited, I forgot.” The man retracted his hand and looked straight in the face. "My name is Raymond, and I am a member of the Correctionists Alliance. ”

“What alliance?” Verdin wondered that he had never heard of the organization.

“Well... you're not from this galaxy, are you?” Seeing the two of them blindly ignore themselves, Raymond shrugged his head embarrassingly, explaining: "The Coalition of Correctionists is a group of superpowers dedicated to protecting mortals and punishing the wicked, and we operate mainly in this galaxy. ”

So Verdin and Aurora get it.

The Correctionists Alliance is a group of folk superpowers in this galaxy, marching for war, and is a "superhero” in the mouth of some of the star citizens.

As the saying goes, man is forbidden to commit martial arts, as is the case with the star community, and those who gain power will change their minds and desires accordingly. From time to time, new wanted criminals emerge in all corners of the universe, rooted in the proliferation of psychic powers, the emergence of large numbers of ambitious rebels and the emergence of opposing superheroes.

Superheroes are also a profession that, unlike mercenaries, is extremely demanding, not only in disaster relief, but not necessarily remunerated, with a moral level at least as high as five floors.

Few people are willing to invest their extraordinary power in this cause. Most people prefer superpower for a better life, more wealth and more power. So few really strong people are superheroes. Generally, superhero groups are made up of like-minded people.

But there is also merit in this profession, which is that the reputation of the population far outweighs that of mercenaries.

Although there are few superheroes, the universe as a whole is not a small number, and most of them operate locally. A long time ago, three civilizations set up a superhero association, which is easy to administer. Once registered, "heroic qualifications” can be obtained, and "justice” can be exercised in the prescribed areas without being invited to tea.

In addition to being paid, the association will help to pay compensation for collateral damage caused in the “exercise of justice" process… Simply put, superheroes in the eyes of civilization amount to vigilantes recruited by a group of societies.

After listening, Verdin thought about it and didn't say his real name.

“I am Fu… cough, Morning Star, she is OH… ola. ”

“Thank you for saving me.” The two faces were blurred and Raymond didn't recognize them.

“Tell me what's going on.” Verdin turned himself in.

Raymond didn't want to involve outsiders, but Aurora's ability changed his mind, explaining the story:

“The people who just attacked me belong to a fanatical sect that believes in a certain evil god, who calls himself the Blood Hammer Church, who has sacrificed in the form of blood sacrifices, who have committed many cases in this galaxy and who are old opponents of our Union of Correctionists. ”

Verdin sniffed, frowned, and he didn't like this barbaric act of blood sacrificing with ordinary people.

The territory of the three cosmic civilizations is well policed, but it is not possible to put an end to all criminal acts, with occasional short-term leakage of fish.

Unless they are particularly combative and particularly serious wanted criminals, cosmic civilizations will not always be hands-on, and ordinary wanted criminals will save policing resources by letting local proxy civilizations or mercenaries deal with them first. If proxy civilizations are unsuccessful, then it is the cosmic civilization's turn to intervene.

The Blood Hammer Church has a small number of ordinary people at each blood festival. Many actions have also been stopped by the Union of Correctionists. At the same time, they will not die and run to the Imperial colonial stars to catch human blood festivals. Therefore, the destruction has not reached the point where the Empire itself handled it, and they have not been arrested.

“I stumbled across the trail of these lunatics at the Anja hub, worried that they would like to hold a blood festival here, so I followed them up quietly, trying to find out where they were going, but they found me halfway there, and you all know what happened next. If it weren't for you, I'd be dead.” Raymond grinned.

“Well...” Verdin shrugged, “So what's your plan now? ”

“Rest assured, I have informed the other partners that they are on their way to the Aigna hub, before I continue to follow the traces of the Blood Hammer Church and not allow them to mutilate ordinary people here.” Speaking, Raymond grinned, "But I'm not their opponent by myself...”

“You can find the garrison and the police force in Ainia.” Aurora doesn't move.

“I'll report it, but I'm just a regular superhero, and they won't let me join them, and I can't wait, so I have to do something myself.” Raymond sincerely said, "I hope you two can help me, and I sincerely invite you to join the League of Correctionists. ”

Verdin couldn't help but think that a lot of superheroes have this kind of general illness, like to be a lone warrior, and they obviously see Aurora's powers.

“Well, let's think about it. ”

After a moment of silence, Verdin didn't say anything to die, and he decided to go up and listen to Han Xiao.

Not to worry, mainly this is Empire territory, and they are the Empire allies, met a group of wanted criminals who seem to want to do something, so it's not good to ignore them. After all, identity here, if you can stop it, try to stop it, it's just a small matter for the Black Star Corps.

……

“League of Correctionists? Blood Hammer Church? ”

In the practice room, Han Xiao opened his eyes and looked at the remote projection of Verdin and Aurora in front of him. He looked a little strange.

He was exercising and had just received a communication from Verdin and Aurora to learn about it.

Han Xiao searched his brain for information about his past life, and he had some impression of these two forces.

The Correctionists Alliance had a slight reputation in its previous life and was a secondary camp that did not affect other identities after joining it. In previous life, some players joined the Correctionists Alliance after a superhero addiction. In that period, the Blood Hammer Church was long gone, and the players came into contact with the Blood Hammer Church plot through a copy crystal produced by the camp.

Han Xiao also played many copies of the Church of the Blood Hammer in his previous life. The priest used the evil god blood sacrifice as a cure. A warhammer danced to tiger wind, able to carry energy milk, impressed him.

In front of the Church of the Blood Hammer, all the priests who know milk are brothers. The correct painting style of the priest should be that God will not let me, and a war hammer will break the dust!

In a previous life, the Union of Correctionists had a legacy in which they defeated many rebels and seized many spoils of war, one of which was the relic of a powerful superpower, sealed with a powerful sub-dimensional creature.

Years later, the creature broke the seal, causing heavy casualties to the Coalition of Correctionists.

Han Xiao remembers clearly that the reward for the unique BOSS mission to kill this sealed creature is two specialties, one to increase mental resistance and the other to increase magic resistance, not to a small extent.

And the relic itself is valuable and can greatly enhance the abilities of the mindset.

Looking at Verdin as if he knew nothing, Han Xiao's eyes were very complicated.

You... can you pick up money every time you go out?

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(catch the plane today, get up in the morning and go out, arrive in the afternoon, the plane seats next to me with children, can't sleep, the middle of the car is still unconscious, tormented on the road for half a day, really tired enough, I should have followed this one by an increase in progress, but my brother caught me with his eyes glued so hard to open, I was really sleepy, only a little less code today, my brother caught them excuse me (Jiang;))

ps: Explosion activities I didn't even have a mattress, I heard it was in fourth place, surprised, the elderly convoy did have elderly Asako (* * *) Niu ”