Escape from Prison

At night, the Shenlada No. 1 Prison, floating on the edge of the world, fell into a deep silence.

Located on the outer edge of the world, there should be no distinction between day and night. However, out of consideration for the normal physiological and psychological well-being of the Prisoners held here, the Machine God specially created a pair of Sun and Moon on the outer edge of the small world of Shenlada No. 1 Prison using the technology of the Machine Puppet Divine Court.

Now, the Sun has set, and the neat moon has risen into the sky, casting a faint light upon the ground of Shenlada No. 1 Prison.

Two Guardian-class Machine Puppet walked one after the other through the dark passages of Shenlada Prison Zone Three, their night vision devices constantly scanning the condition of the Prisoners in each cell.

Those imprisoned in this Shenlada Prison are either political prisoners who oppose the Machine God or former Intelligent Lifeforms who have degenerated from Intelligent Lifeforms into beasts.

The compassionate Machine God are studying them here, hoping to guide them back into the ranks of Intelligent Lifeforms and restore their Glory as Kinfolk.

However, the majority of prisoners in the Area Three of the Shenlada Prison are political prisoners from various Kinfolk. These Kinfolk are not grateful for the Machine God's blessings, but instead hope to use various means to free their race from the Machine God's control, or even to bite the Machine God back.

To the Guardian Warriors, whose Loyalty was branded by the Machine God, these political Kinfolk were the most despicable traitors and also the most dangerous inmates in the Shenlada Prison.

They are organized, planned, and united; given the opportunity, they would create a riot in the Prison and take the chance to escape.

As the two guards walked around the corner, suddenly, the sound of banging on the door of a cell on the left rang out.

Clang, clang, clang.

At the same time, a hissing sound also rang out.

The hissing sound could easily be mistaken for the cry of some wild beast, but after an automatic search within the Guardian Machine Puppet's intelligence database, it was translated into the language of Kinfolk from a remote world.

"Big Iron Guy."

The man in the cell said, "My toilet is clogged."

The melee-specialized Guardian Machine Puppet that was walking in front reached his cell, opened the iron window, and looked inside.

His night vision allowed him to clearly see the scene inside the cell. In the dark cell, the toilet next to the bed was indeed filled with sewage, and yellowish water gushed out of the toilet in bursts, even flowing onto the floor.

The Half-Beast, covered in scales and imprisoned in the cell, was looking at them with innocent eyes, wagging its tail.

"Oh, these lowly, filthy material beings."

The Guardian Machine Puppet cursed under its breath, then said to the Half-Beast, "Wait here, I'll call Repair Unit over."

A moment later, a Repair Unit floating in the air with countless mechanical limbs arrived at the call location. Two Guardian Machine Puppet opened the cell door and went inside first.

"Stay calm."

The melee-type Guardian Machine Puppet reached out and, without a word, pinned the Half-Beast to the ground, then bound his hands with a rope crackling with electricity.

"Hey, can you be a little gentler? I'm not trying to escape."

The Half-Beast was pinned to the ground, yelling and screaming.

Ouch, you're hurting me!

"Quiet."

After tying him up, the Guardian Machine Puppet pulled him up and kicked him in the process.

After subduing the Half-Beast, the two Guardian Machine Puppet signaled the Repair Unit to enter the cell and begin repairing the Half-Beast's toilet.

"Awooo!"

Just then, perhaps startled by the commotion, the howls of some wild beast and the sound of banging on the iron door came from the cell opposite the Half-Beast.

The Ranged-Type Guardian Puppet walked over and lifted the iron bars on the cell door.

A menacing white wolf's snout suddenly emerged from the gap between the iron bars of the window, attempting to bite it, but the Guardian Puppet remained unfazed and calmly withdrew its hand.

The wolf's kiss retreated, and then a pair of scarlet eyes, gleaming with ferocity, appeared between the iron bars, staring at it menacingly.

This cell holds a white Werewolves. They are a group that gradually degenerated from intelligent beings into bloodthirsty beasts. In the past, the white Werewolves was known as the wolf king in Werewolves society.

They are solitary, powerful, wise, and farsighted, possessing the most profound knowledge among Werewolves.

However, now, this white Werewolves has turned into a beast that only drools, devours raw meat, and howls at the bright moon created by the Machine God every night.

The Guardian Machine Puppet let out a disdainful snort, kicked the cell door, and threatened the Werewolves to behave.

His intimidation clearly had an effect. Inside the cell, the Werewolves, who was over two and a half meters tall, let out a dog-like whine, jumped onto the bed, and trembled.

Seeing this, the Guardian Machine Puppet turned around. However, at that moment, the Werewolves, whose eyes had been filled with fear, suddenly had a glint of triumph in his eyes.

It reached under its bed and, in the instant the Guardian Machine Puppet turned its head, pulled out a strangely designed and crudely made pistol.

Aiming at the nape of the neck of the ranged, specialized Guardian Machine Puppet, the white Werewolves fired at him with its pistol.

"Sizzle."

A strange arc of electricity flashed, striking the Runes on the back of the Guardian Machine Puppet's neck. The Runes flickered and then dimmed. The arc of electricity then flowed into the Guardian Machine Puppet's body, severing the connection between the spiritual Spiritual Platform containing its Souls and other body parts.

The drawbacks of the Machine Puppet's physical body were fully exposed at this moment. Their Souls and Nascent Soul were stored in two separate parts. The Nascent Soul was just a powerful energy furnace for them. After the signal of the command Core in their body was blocked, although the indestructible body of the Guardian Machine Puppet was not damaged in the slightest, it could not make any movements.

"Damn inferior creatures!"

The melee-specialized Guardian Machine Puppet standing in the cell on the other side of the picture book also noticed the situation. He drew his Runes Flying Axe from his waist, intending to finish off the Werewolves in the opposite cell. However, at that moment, the Half-Beast whose hands Restraint by him suddenly spat out a device similar to Werewolves pistol from his mouth. He bit it and stabbed it hard near the melee Guardian Machine Puppet's Spiritual Platform.

A flash of electricity struck, and the Guardian Machine Puppet's functions were temporarily disabled.

"Alarm! Alarm! Prisoners has escaped from Area Three! Alarm--"

"Go to hell! Go to hell!"

The repair machine that was fixing the toilet nearby flashed a red light and sounded an alarm, but it was viciously kicked away by the Half-Beast, its head hitting the toilet and scattering parts all over the floor.

These machines, designed specifically for maintenance, are less capable in combat than some of the more physically gifted Kinfolk.

"Finally took down those two guys."

The White Werewolf in the opposite cell regained his clarity and spoke to the Half-Beast in some language, "It wasn't for nothing that I pretended to be a beast for so many years and ate so much raw meat."

"Thank you for your hard work."

The Half-Beast replied in the same language, "Wait a moment, I'll open the cell door for you right now."

After saying that, he tore off some mechanical limbs for repair from the Repair Unit next to him, and used them to disassemble the weapon parts and the artificial Artificial Purple Mansion of the Power Core from the two Guardian Machine Puppet that were standing still.

"Move aside a little."

The Half-Beast, carrying the Runes Cannon mechanical arm of the Ranged-Type Guardian Machine Puppet, aimed it at the Werewolves's cell door.

The Werewolves dodged as instructed, Half-Beast pulled the trigger. The Runes Cannon fired a beam of light that melted a large hole in the prison door.

"Then."

The White Werewolf stepped out of the cell, and the Half-Beast tossed him Runes Great Axe from a melee-type Machine Puppet.

"Next, we need to rescue the rest of our companions, and then we'll go to the Landing Pad to seize the Spaceship!"