Alvin followed Meng Tian's chariot and broke into a passage on the side of the underground palace.

What Alvin didn't expect was that the extreme luxury of the underground palace he imagined did not exist at all.

There is no such thing as "stuffing the treasures with rare treasures"...

Go diagonally downward and arrive at a large hall in the underground palace, which has become a gathering place for heroic spirits.

Meng Tian's driver slowed down, and the heroic spirits on both sides stopped what they were doing and saluted the chariot...

Watching the so-called "work" of the heroic spirits on both sides, Alvin felt as if he had stepped into a horror movie.

Only a little bit of the physical body of these heroic spirits is left, and occasionally some bones are sent in from a passage.

Then these heroic spirits who were supposed to be extremely heroic were like beggars scavenging, swooping in to find parts that they could use, and then using extremely unqualified craftsmanship to splice those dry bones into their own bodies.

Alvin looked at Meng Tian in disbelief and said, "What is going on?

Is it not difficult for you to find some corpses?

Why should these sergeants be subjected to such humiliation?

Even if their lost bodies cannot fight in the underworld, they can return to the underground city, where they are still the same 'Jiujiao Lao Qin'!

I have seen many beings who are just heroic spirits wandering around in the outside world, and I have also seen heroic spirits parasitizing among skeleton warriors...

They don't feel any discomfort..."

Meng Tian shook his head after hearing this. He glanced at Alvin, and after much hesitation, he said: "Our situation is very special!

Your Majesty's sword takes our soul out of our body, but the connection between our body and soul still exists.

Even if part of our body still exists, our soul will remain intact.

That is our own sanctuary, no matter how dilapidated it is...

That metal prosthesis of yours is very useful, but for us, it has limited use!

Without muscles, real masters cannot perform many combat skills at all.

The alchemists under Emperor Qin thought of many ways. They even learned from the stitching monsters in the underworld and wanted to fill the mutilated bodies of the sergeants with corpses.

But those are of no use...

Without proper energy conservation, the carrion will decay extremely quickly."

Alvin frowned after hearing this and looked at a heroic spirit guarding the outside of a black portal...

This guy is extremely tall, but what makes Alvin feel a little sad is...

He looked at Meng Tian on the chariot with extremely envious eyes...

Holding a skull connected to a spine in one hand, he beat his chest hard with the other hand, as if he was sorry for not being able to go to the front line...

The helplessness of being unable to achieve his ambition made Alvin feel particularly desolate.

Even if they don't have bodies, as long as they stay on the earth or any other place other than the underworld, they are powerful heroic warriors.

They fought hard in the underworld without any reward. Perhaps they were driven only by their sense of loyalty and honor!

Alvin stretched out his hand and pulled the driver's shoulder, asking him to stop...

He walked up to the guard-like heroic man and pointed at the skull in his arms with a spine attached to it...

This heroic warrior actually took a step back and hid his skull behind his back nervously.

Meng Tian was about to give an order when Alvin waved his hand to stop him...

Looking at the faintly shimmering body in front of me, the heroic warrior looked a bit unreal...

Alvin smiled and said: "You take it in your hand, I will measure it and then give you a new body.

Very quickly, at most an hour’s work!”

Maybe it's because Alvin's accent or speaking habits are completely different from this heroic giant.

He just stared at Alvin with a hostile face. Until Meng Tian spoke, he reluctantly held his skull in his hand and let Alvin watch...

It was as if Alvin saw not dry bones, but his naked body...

Angel didn't wait for Alvin's order and began to scan the body data of this heroic giant.

A 3D skeletal image was projected onto the side of the giant man's body.

After comparing it from multiple angles, Alvin sent the image data to the laboratory in Stark Tower.

Although Alita's perverted parents have disappeared, their laboratory is still there, and so are the project researchers.

Although Alvin doesn't quite agree with the ideas of Dr. Ed and his wife, Dr. Elaine, he does recognize the skills of this perverted couple.

They are true body modification experts!

The 3D printing equipment in the laboratory can produce a qualified body skeleton in a few minutes.

What these heroic spirits need is not the kind of high-end transformation, but to rebuild their bones based on the remaining parts of themselves, while adding muscles that will not be corroded...

They don't need energy drive or neural transmission, because the characteristics of heroic spirits can replace those things.

What they need is just a "shelter" that allows them to fight happily in a harsh environment!

Alvin felt that he could do it. 3D printing technology, coupled with the nanobody construction technology of "Cradle of Life", there was no reason why he couldn't meet their requirements.

While waiting, Alvin found a few Heroic Spirits who were in particularly serious physical condition among the surrounding Heroic Spirits.

The Heroic Spirit with the smallest body only had two-thirds of his skull left, and his entire lower jaw had disappeared.

Moreover, the heroic spirit's spirit body has been like a disturbed TV screen, constantly emitting fluctuations.

Their bones were also scanned,

Until Alvin saw a tunnel in the underground palace where pottery figurines were being manufactured...

Alvin finally understood why these heroic spirits were here?

The heroic spirit whose skull was half-stretched did not wait for Alvin's help to arrive, and his skull was accidentally crushed by himself.

The heroic spirit let out an unwilling roar, and then "walked" into a pottery figurine under the watch of his colleagues around him.

After a few seconds, the pottery figurine came to life!

He moved his arms, then walked up to Meng Tian and spoke loudly to Meng Tian in a dialect that Alvin could not understand.

Meng Tian got out of the car and handed him the Chang Ge with his own hands, and watched him pass through the black space door and enter the battlefield of the underworld.

Alvin knew that he was going to die again...

Pottery figurines cannot protect heroic spirits. From the moment the warrior enters the underworld, his life begins to countdown.

"Why is this happening?"

Alvin frowned tightly and pulled Meng Tian's arm. He pointed at the black spaces a little angrily and said in a deep voice: "He doesn't have to go in, then he can still live!

He is a heroic soul, and a heroic soul should be freed rather than run away to a meaningless death."

Meng Tian pushed Alvin's palm away hard, he shook his head and said in a deep voice: "He is hopeless!

The erosion of the underworld has disintegrated his last vestige of vitality!

This is the last effort he can make for His Majesty!"

As he spoke, Meng Tian looked at Alvin and said a little sadly: "We are not cold-blooded animals!

Your Majesty is not the kind of person who ignores the life and death of his soldiers...

As long as there are still those who can be saved, they will all stay in the underground palace to serve as guards!

Those are the terracotta warriors you see above!

The breath of the underworld is a poison to the core of heroic spirits. As long as we are exposed to it, the erosion will not stop.

Only when we return to our own bodies can we resist this erosion!

Those pottery warriors outside may become real pottery warriors in a few decades, and then be dug out one day to remind people at that time that there once was such a group of warriors..."

When Meng Tian was talking, his driver suddenly began to sing loudly: "Jiujiao Lao Qin, we will fight against the national calamity together!

Jiujiao Lao Qin, restore our rivers and mountains!

There will be no truce until the blood is shed dry!

………”

Thousands of heroic spirits in the underground palace hall slowly began to respond to the driver's song...

Shangqi and Lu Tong could no longer stand high on the battlefield. They jumped off the chariot with red eyes, beat the side walls of the chariot hard, and roared loudly in response to the sad songs of Lao Qin...

"Jiujiu, Lao Qin, fight against the national calamity together!

Jiujiao Lao Qin, restore our rivers and mountains!

There will be no truce until the blood is shed dry!

………”

Amidst the desolate singing, another heroic spirit took the initiative to crush the few remaining bones and began to walk towards the pottery figurines with a smile...
To be continued...