When he woke up for the last time, he became a giant.

He thought he had adapted to this change, but for a long time, Bahram was still surprised by the changes in physiological function from time to time.

The change is very significant for him. At the same time, during the period of his transformation, hypnosis and brainwashing are also imperceptibly changing the behavior mode of his character. Suddenly, he can also realize some small details: he can realize the swing range of his hands and feel the ripple of power in his body, Or detect the rhythm of blood pumped by the heart in the chest.

Then, consciousness will remind him how much the body has changed.

Once, he was a mortal, a boy, and a woman brought him to the world.

Like all mortals, he naturally felt the many limitations of this living body. With the passage of years, his muscles will be weak, his bones will be soft and loose, and his body will be slow to respond.

Under normal circumstances, his life expectancy is only 50 or 60 years at most, or even shorter.

And in the lower layer of the nest, danger is everywhere. Even the slightest wound may be infected and turn into a fatal wound.

He was once just an ordinary human, with thousands of means to easily turn a living man into a slave of death.

The appearance of the star Knight changed everything, and he himself seized the fleeting opportunity.

Finally, after thousands of hardships and countless visits by the God of death, he was transformed into a new man, from the inside out, from the body to the mind.

At the moment, he is very different from ordinary people.

Science and technology and magical genetic seeds played a role in him. He was recast and developed in a direction more suitable for war.

The former boy Bahram Tate has died. Now in this body is a soldier named Bahram Tate.

The desires and thoughts of mortals have gone away from him. Family affection and love have become bubbles dancing in the sun, true and unreal, and finally disappeared in the depths of the heart of iron and stone.

Only occasionally, I dream back at midnight when I wake up.

He would still think of the cottage on the hill, the salt field and the——

Those unimportant things.

"Bahram?"

A voice awakened him from his meditation. He turned his head and saw that others were emerging from the nutrition cabin one after another. They were also covered with colloids and left pools of viscous liquid on the ground.

Then he saw a slightly familiar face.

"Homer..."

He could hardly believe what he saw.

Haomo had become almost unrecognizable. He was as tall as other monks and was fully mature.

Although their mental age is not even an adult, they really surpass adults.

The man in front of him has strong muscles, which is enough to redefine the human physique. At the same time, his face embodies a unique breath of soldiers, with unparalleled toughness like a statue.

The most unusual thing is that even with so many changes, Bahram can still see that this is his friend.

"That's good. We've all survived."

Bahram nodded and looked around for a moment.

A total of 18 people, of whom he knew only Homer, Rogge, Oscar and Dade, but Caressa, who had tried the Quartet, disappeared.

Then his fate is obvious.

Recalling that there were so many candidates in those years, only 18 people came to the last step. Bahram had mixed feelings for a time.

In principle, they have become astat, only the last step of the operation is to implant a black shell.

"Come on, recruits."

At this time, yazdan, the priest who had been standing in the hall, spoke.

"Gather together."

"Yes, my Lord."

Bahram just spoke and was startled by his thick voice.

He swallowed and felt that his throat was different.

The priest noticed Bahram and burst into a deep laugh.

"There is no 'adult' here. When your service in the reconnaissance company is over, you can call me 'brother', and I will call you so."

Then the priest gave everyone a robe.

Bahram noticed that although Rogge's appearance has changed a lot after the successful transformation, his temperament is still the same as in the past. There is an unspeakable melancholy, but more enthusiasm.

The other party also noticed him, but didn't say hello to him.

Then, led by the priest, the recruits left the medical area, crossed a long tunnel and arrived at a lifting platform.

These terraces are not only very huge, but also luxuriously decorated. The handrails are decorated with gorgeous metal table lamps.

When they boarded the platform, it began to rise slowly and sent them to another more spacious space.

It was twice the size of the hall where they had been, and the surrounding walls were made of original stones, engraved with murals of the astats fighting.

But instead of staying here, they moved outward along the center line of the hall and finally went outdoors.

At the moment, there was an open sky above them and slightly wet stones under their feet.

Bahram looked around in surprise and breathed the fresh air.

The sky here is as blue as home. The courtyard is surrounded by walls higher than the cliff, and more than a dozen statues are filled with all kinds of weapons.

At their feet are many layers of stepped land, on which many green things grow, and the strong smell of fertile soil spread to them.

Not far away, a tall tower pointed sharply to the sky.

The machine slaves walked clumsily around and looked at the plants. Fifty astats in silver gray gowns stopped to watch the recruits pass, their faces hidden under their hoods.

The courtyard is at least a mile square, and the figure on the other side is as small as the salt ant in the salt pond compared with the statue on the side.

They soon crossed the courtyard, and the star soldiers took them to another upward step.

A lobby with a black stone dome appeared in front.

At the other end of the lobby is a string of huge windows. There is nothing in the middle of the windows. Bahram sees that the mountains outside gradually integrate into the blue sky, and the horizon is stained with pink by the red sun.

The edges of those windows were colored and painted with images of saints.

The emperor is everywhere. He looks down in the niche, flies in the air supported by carefully arranged stone pillars, or points his sword to the sky.

No one told them what these places they had just passed were for.

Led by the priest, they passed through the aisle beside a lobby.

Like other amazing sights around them, they fell behind them and were replaced by other equally amazing things.

The black steel door was opened, the star Knights lined up on both sides of the door, and the recruits were taken to a church.

A solitary beam of light passed through the thick wall of the fortress monastery, and on the other side 30 meters away was a rose red window.

The walls are carved from black stones and inlaid with many rare minerals. The armor of the star soldiers is dyed silver gray. Their eyepieces are glittering with Obsidian color, and their chests are dotted with scriptures and medals.

"This is our church."

The priest shouted:

"You will meditate here for three days and nights, carefully think about your destiny and value, and memorize the astat Scripture."

Then the attendants put a thick Scripture in front of each of them.

Astat Scripture is not only the content of dividing astat Legion. In fact, astat Scripture is all inclusive, from gun maintenance to tactical password. It can be said that it is the best enlightenment reading for astat recruits. (the Regent was actually very attentive.)

"No one is allowed to leave his position or speak. Do I understand?"

"Yes!"

The recruits answered neatly, and then the priest left the church, and the door slammed shut in the sound of heavy friction.

The first day Bahram became astat began.