After listening to Vidya's words, Director's expression did not show any emotion.
This was already in his mind.
Weapons or props with powerful power are definitely beyond the control of an ordinary being.
If you want to borrow that power across levels, you must pay a corresponding price.
If the price is just to pay for your own life, Director thinks it is quite a bargain.
So he looked at the man who had lost his arms.
"You also heard the ending, so what do you mean?"
As he finished speaking, he saw the man looking this way with blood-red eyes, and at the same time gritted his teeth and said, "If I can avenge my broken arm, I am willing to give my soul!"
Upon hearing this, Director stood up immediately.
He gave the man an affirmative look, and then said in a praising tone, "Very good!"
After speaking, he waved his hand.
Vidya nodded, and then a thin sword glowing with green light appeared in her hand.
At the same time, she spoke softly, "This is the sacred thing given to my clan by my mother."
She did not introduce its effects and functions in detail, but just handed out the thin sword.
But a new problem came again.
The man has no hands.
Fortunately, Director has already considered this.
He turned his head towards the camera and said softly, "Come in."
After a while, two staff members wearing White Lab Coat came in from outside.
Behind them, there was also a small transport trailer driven by an intelligent program.
There is a metallic cube placed on the trailer.
The two staff members nodded slightly towards Director and said, "Miss Liu Ni, you can start at any time."
Director nodded slightly but did not speak.
Then the man without arms approached the cube that exuded a metallic luster under the guidance of two staff members.
The two staff members looked at each other, then each came to the side and put their hands on a handle.
The two took a deep breath, then gently lifted the handle upwards.
There was a transmission sound from a pneumatic device.
Immediately afterwards, the metal cube separated from both sides.
A stream of chilly white smoke spurted out from the cracks in the cube.
The white smoke has not dissipated yet.
A group of fluorescent light spots swarmed out.
Like a mosquito, it clung to the man's broken arm.
The bandage wrapped around the broken arm that was originally bandaged dissipated as quickly as melting snow.
The light spots condense together and gradually form the outline of the arm.
The two staff members looked at each other again, and then one of them said, "The next process will be more painful, and you need to be patient."
Hearing this, the man nodded slightly.
A few seconds later, the veins on his face suddenly popped out, and his entire facial expression looked extremely ferocious.
There was blood gushing out from his broken arm.
Those light spots actually penetrated into his blood vessels.
But even so, he just let out a muffled groan.
In the monitoring room, Warden also came here at some point.
His cold eyes fell on the surveillance screen.
Doctor on the side is explaining the content on the screen.
"This is a newly developed nanorobot.
However, this technology still has some shortcomings.
In my original expectation, nanorobots would receive instructions through biological nerve currents.
However, if you want to implant bioelectrical signal chips into nanorobots, you need microscopic quantum-level chip engraving technology.
However, I have not yet conquered this technology, and even if it were conquered, with our current industrial system, we would not be able to produce a quantum-level engraving machine in a short time."
Hearing this, Warden said expressionlessly, "Then how did you solve this problem?"
Doctor said calmly, "I expanded the space of each nanorobot, and then implanted a normal-sized chip into it.
Then shrink the space back to the nanometer level, giving them the initial function of receiving bioelectrical signals.
However, due to workload reasons, I only implanted chips in a few key nanorobots.
Therefore, they will serve as the master controller of the entire system, providing action instructions to other nanorobots through connected nerves."
Warden nodded and did not put forward any corresponding opinions on this.
Because he can no longer understand what Doctor is saying.
However, through what Doctor said before, Warden still extracted some information from it.
"In other words, the cause of pain in the host body is caused by the connection of nerves?"
Doctor nodded slightly and said, "Yes, during this process, the host body will produce a pain similar to a nerve spasm, and the pain level is several times higher than a common spasm.
If the host's willpower is not strong enough, it is likely to produce a shock reaction due to pain."
Fortunately, the person in the picture did not have a shock reaction.
The pain lasted for about three minutes and then disappeared.
His severed nerves have been linked to the nanorobots.
At this time, he looked excitedly at his new-born arm.
With these arms, he can pick up the thin sword and take revenge on the high gods.
So without any hesitation, he directly took the thin sword from Vidya's hand.
Taking the rapier in hand, he slashed twice casually.
At this time, Director said softly, "Go, you have five minutes.
Within five minutes, pour out all your anger on the god who hurt you.
Because the damage done to you by the other party only lasted five minutes.
We also don't want to take advantage of others, lest outsiders say that we humans are unreasonable."
Hearing Director's words, the man nodded heavily, and then rushed towards the tied god.
His eyes were red, and the thin sword in his hand stabbed straight into the opponent's head.
However this is just the beginning.
He did not draw out the rapier, but held the hilt with both hands and stirred it quickly.
The god let out a shrill and painful wail.
At this moment, he could feel the Divinity in his body being consumed rapidly.
The thin sword stirring on his head was absorbing the Divinity and energy from his body at a very fast speed.
Even as a god, he couldn't resist the pain in his body and soul.
The remaining nineteen gods looked at the human beings who were committing violence against their own kind like madmen with horrified eyes.
The madness on that man's face made them, as gods, feel frightened.
In their eyes, ordinary humans are no different from ants.
Injuring an ant will not cause any change in their mood.
What they fear is not the holy sword that can harm the same kind.
But there are really ants who dare to launch judgment against themselves.
And, it was successful.