When destruction becomes the highest temptation, only the tyrant is willing to wear the collar
He is a rose of thorns with bloody fingertips, a shrine worshiped by thugs with their own hands.
At the interstellar auction, someone locked Lancer's ankles with shackles, but he didn't know that he was being dragged into the abyss.
The young experimental subject with broken stars flowing from his left eye stood on the back of the god and looked down at all living beings: "You want my spiritual core? Give me your soul in exchange."
The top executive of the Federation changed the law for him, the fallen gods broke their wings for him, and the war machines learned to cry for him.
But Lancer just smiled and crushed his heart: "Don't insult me with love, it's just a fig leaf for your despicableness."
The mechanical tyrant tore off his own energy core just to let him take another look: "Use my parts to pave the way for you, is that enough?"
The cold-blooded executive knelt in the pile of clone corpses and let him crush his knuckles: "Judge me, or let me rot in your shadow."
The war android cut open his chest to rewrite the code, and the mechanical fingers touched him tremblingly: "You said... My tears are beautiful."
The crazy auctioneer imprisoned him in a golden cage, but he choked him with chains: "Master? You don't deserve this title."
The fallen god dug out his godhead and inserted it into his anklet. The broken black wings still followed stubbornly: "Kill me, otherwise I will always covet your warmth."
The United States is strong and brutally attacking/being overtaken by single arrows throughout the process/attacking spirit
Sufferers knelt down and went crazy, while attackers sat and sneered, "Your love makes me sick to my stomach."
When the Cyber Temple collapsed, he used the bones of gods to build a throne, and at his feet was a pool of blood of five men fighting
He will tear apart all hypocrites, including himself who loves him."
When the whole universe is fighting for this body that is on the verge of collapse——
Lancer put the dagger against his heart and chuckled at the group of red-eyed beasts:
"Let's take the last gamble to see who is qualified... To collect my body."
Attack: Lancer - the name means "spear", symbolizing sharp beauty and destructive power 178cm
Received 1 Vito (Vito·Knight/Federal Executive/Silver Hair, Red Eyes/196cm)
Shou 2 Hector (Hector·Ironclad/Prosthetic Leader/Black and Gold Mechanical Eyes/191cm)
Received by 3 Cyril (Cyril Voss/auction house owner/gray-blue curly hair wearing single-sided mirror chain/189cm)
Suffer 4 Noah (Noah·Zero/war bionic man/silver gray short hair with a crack on the right side of the face/198cm)
Shou 5 Lucifel (Lucifel·Dusk/Falling Angel/Black Wings, Golden Horns, Dark Gold Vertical Pupils/203cm)
Concept: Love can relieve pain
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