New York, Times Square.

The bustling square had already escaped ten minutes ago, leaving only burning ruins and overturned vehicles. The road seemed to be overturned by the whole, the ground cracked everywhere, and scrapped electronic billboards rose thick black smoke into the air.

Ten seconds ago, the guy named Butch, dressed in Beta's armor, threatened that his armor would blow up everything within three kilometers within 30 seconds, but as everyone knows - things are impermanent.

The warrior in black armor suddenly flashed, and the "Ω" eyepiece seemed to emit a relaxed and playful gaze without losing his ruthlessness. His right hand easily penetrated the energy core of the Beta armor, and the black metal gloves were dripping blood. The dresser's life was extinguished with the core of the armor.

Eric looked at the new guy who was in trouble and frowned slightly.

This is what Omega, Fury described, Eric had seen in his memory of unknown origin, the strongest and most complete set of Amoez armor.

The black warrior casually threw Butch, whose armor had been scrapped, and sneered: "Ivo can imitate something of this level, and he still feels so great... It's simply funny."

After saying that, he shook his head slightly, and his eyes seemed to move towards Eric.

Just in front of Eric, the "Ω"-shaped eyepiece cracked from the middle, and Omega's face split into two halves, spreading to both sides, revealing the face of the dressmaker inside.

Eric's pupils suddenly contracted.

That was Dr. Padric Charlotte, as handsome, full of vitality as he remembered, with bright eyes and wise light, as if he saw through everything in the chess game and expected the master to be ahead.

"Yo, boy." Dr. Charlotte said with an involuntary smile that made people feel close, "Long time no see."

"dad......!?"

"It's me," he said with a smile, "Look, you've grown so old."

After shock, Eric's brain cooled down quickly, and he narrowed his eyes and looked at the face in Omega's armor for a moment.

"No, you're not him." Eric's voice turned cold, "You can't be him. Fifteen years have passed and you hardly get older."

"Ha, the reaction is fast, kid." Dr. Charlotte smiled, "You're right, but there's a reason."

"My father should be dead."

"Augustin thought so, and I deliberately made him think so." Dr. Charlotte continued, "He thought I didn't know, but in fact I always knew - he was an undercover agent who was installed by ASCH. Ha, in fact, there was no accident at all. Everything that happened fifteen years ago was part of the plan."

Eric was stunned and quickly reacted.

"It's you," he said. "The Amozhuo robot was not out of control and rampage at all. It was all arranged by you. You deliberately let it go and killed everyone in the institute."

"That's right. By the way, I also let it kill me so that I can get rid of the endless entanglements of ASCHEN and some other people."

"Your head is burned," Eric said, gritting his teeth, "That's impossible...how could you survive?"

"That's because I had abandoned the fragile human body at that time. But this is not the point. The point is that I am your father, Eric, real, and I've been paying attention to you."

"Oh? Is it?" Eric sneered, "I don't even know that you are alive until today--no, even now I can't confirm whether my father is life or death. If you are really him, then your way of expressing concern is really unique."

"For some reason, I haven't met you, and that's just that the time is not yet ripe." Dr. Charlotte said, "But I have never been paying attention to you for fifteen years. Tell me, do you sometimes see some memory fragments that are clearly not yours, but are impeccably real? Do you often have the illusion that your brain shares with others, and is connected by invisible threads that cannot be cut off?"

Eric didn't reply, but what this guy said was true.

"That's the memory of armor, Eric." Dr. Charlotte continued, "This is the proof of your connection with Alpha's armor. Amojo's armor is driven directly by the wearer's vitality, and the operation is directly linked by the wearer's nervous system. This process is two-way. As the synchronization rate between you and the armor will gradually increase, you may see the scenes in the armor's memory... For example, on the night fifteen years ago, I deliberately released the sound of my still alive, and the people found you as expected, and the Aegis also gave you Alpha's armor as expected. Later, I once manually locked your armor once, which was also to stimulate your desire to fight, stimulate the synchronization rate between you and the armor to increase again, and help you become stronger."

He paused, smiled slightly, and said, "But you were beyond my expectations, Eric, you are simply a genius. The synchronization rate between you and the armor is far higher than expected, and the combat talent is incredible. It is the large amount of precious data you have collected that I can finally get to this last step."

As he said that, he stretched out a hand to Eric.

"Come on, kid, go back to where you should go," he said. "Join me and we'll complete the final step together. I'll complete the greatest thing ever in human history, and as my child, you have the right to participate in this process."

Eric was silent.

Listen to him and join him. Anyway, I just fought for my father's will from the beginning, and I never thought about being a hero or something, right? But now, the person who drove him to fight stood in front of me, smiling peacefully as in memory, and stretching out his hand to him.

Eric couldn't help but take a step forward and slowly walked forward.

Accept him and listen to him. No matter what, it will be fine. At least my father is still alive and will be with him in the future.

but......

The moment he approached Dr. Charlotte, Eric's pupils suddenly retracted and his murderous aura was released instantly. He raised his fist and rushed towards Dr. Charlotte's face with a howling wind.

A loud noise like a dull thunder, the air wave exploded, and a circle of deep cracks were added to the ground around the two of them as the center, and snow-white groundwater spewed out from the cracks.

Dr. Charlotte firmly held Eric's amazing fist in super mode with one hand and said "Oh" with interest.

"I guess this is a rejection?"

"If you are really him, of course I have no reason to hesitate." Eric said coldly, "But unfortunately, you are not him. Padric Charlotte died fifteen years ago."

“It doesn’t matter.”

Omega's armored helmet closed again, his arms trembled, and almost a level of arm strength surged like a flood, and Eric was irresistible to retreat to one side.

"It's a pity, but it doesn't matter." Dr. Charlotte said, "I will complete the final steps myself, it's already very soon."
Chapter completed!