Why can't a person die normally?
Abigail believed that she had fulfilled most of her duties when she was alive, and she did not hesitate when it was time to die. But she was curious, why couldn't she get a rest?
The first time was a gift from a friend, and I got a living heart again.
The second time was when the metal man extracted his brain and gave him life in an abnormal state again.
How long will it take to truly die?
No, from her abundant consciousness, she even knew that death was not the end. In another world, many people are even resurrected from the dead.
She punched Wen Ge again, and her hard claws were caught by Wen Ge's gloves. The mechanical thinking quickly calculated the strength comparison between the two sides. She was still slightly stronger than Wen Ge... but this gap could probably be quickly smoothed out.
If White is not dealt with now, she will definitely lose if the fight continues for a long time. Although failure is just a statistic to her now, Abigail still will not accept easy failure in her mind.
The azure light appeared in her hand again. Her core weapon had already been embedded into the mechanical body by the "original core", and she could drive the power inside at will. But Wen Ge's intuition was very accurate. She had already stood between herself and White, and she was not allowed to put the mark of Fanxing Gumo on White.
Even though the beam of light could dissolve Wen Ge's flesh and blood, it could no longer penetrate her body. Her gloves had penetrated under her skin, forming a flexible armor inside her body. The weapons on both sides were equally hard. Even though Abigail could kill Wen Ge once, she couldn't kill him continuously.
"So……"
Abigail took half a step back, blocked Wen Ge's slash, moved her fingers slightly, and her mind began to expand.
The bodies of the standing metal men suddenly began to move. They were freed from their rigid state, and all turned their heads to look at White.
"Kill him."
Mechanical instructions are quickly transmitted through the thinking network. For the metal man who has lost most of his autonomous consciousness, this kind of instruction is the most direct. They moved their stiff limbs again, ignited the jets behind them, and rushed towards White.
"Sacred Remains."
A bone-like arm poked out from the book following White's call, holding a two-handed sword in its hand, followed by three more arms, each holding different weapons, facing the metal men. These dead bones that remain after being dismantled are still able to fight, and even under the control of White himself, they are more powerful than the original owner.
Abigail was once again sent flying by Wen Ge's heavy sword. In this confrontation, Wen Ge's strength had begun to overtake her.
At the same time, a ring suddenly lit up on the door behind Abigail, and then, a toad in a pastry chef's costume was pierced by a golden spear and thrown to the side of the door. Abigail instantly felt There was something abnormal about her abdominal function - the golden spear had already penetrated her abdomen.
"Did you accidentally hurt someone? I'm sorry."
Yan Rong walked out from the other side of the door. She was wearing golden scales and was using a sharp short knife to cut off her left hand - the hand had turned into a soft jelly and was still there. Spreading upward, it completely lost the normal functions of flesh and blood.
"There was no accidental injury." Wen Ge continued to rush towards Abigail, "Yan Rong! She is no longer our captain!"
"Is she not on the same level of trouble as I am now?" Flames burned on Yan Rong's arm, and the golden scales grew rapidly, filling the missing flesh and blood gap, and a dragon-like hand took over. That part of the arm is broken.
At the same time, the toad wearing the pastry chef's clothes had been smashed aside by Abigail's backhand.
"Hey young! Be gentle, be gentle... It doesn't matter that I am strong, but don't damage my cakes. I still have to participate in the competition..." The toad lay on the ground and complained in a pitiful tone. With.
"Tsk, it's really strong." Yan Rong glanced at the toad, and his eyes turned into a pair of straight eyes again.
She and the pastry chef almost penetrated several corridors. With Yan Rong's own certification, she could throw the thing into another corridor to prevent it from having any special abilities that would allow the contained objects to break through. However, as far as this pastry chef is concerned, its defensive power is a disgusting recovery ability, coupled with the strange effect of being transformed into a jelly or syrup-like substance when splashed by its body fluids, combined It's just a sandbag with weak attack power but very difficult to kill.
And even if Yan Rong now cuts off the transformed arm, he can still smell the sweet and greasy smell that is getting stronger and stronger. No matter what this indicates, it is definitely not a good thing anyway.
"Yan Rong." Abigail glanced at the intruder, then raised her human arm. Now part of the skin on it was turning into blue-green slurry, dripping from her body, and with an unpleasant expression Spreading around at a slow speed.
"Any last words? Captain? I don't mind killing you two together, although I have to work harder." Yan Rong stepped on a circle of flames under his feet and was already ready to go.
Wen Ge also pulled out more red substance from his glove and gathered it into a large ax in his other hand.
"I have a question that is just right to ask you." Abigail used the radiance of the stars to cut off the mutated flesh and blood, and the indicator light on her head flashed, "How to accept your own death peacefully?"
"Then I probably won't be able to give you a satisfactory answer!"
Flames swept across, and a dragon head made of flames roared out from Yan Rong's gun. At the same time, Wen Ge also turned into a red shadow, because the rapid and almost deformed sword and ax passed through the air, going straight through Into the dragon fire.
With an explosion-like sound, the blue bombardment penetrated the dragon's head. Abigail's mechanical arm broke through the layer of flames and grabbed Wen Ge's heavy sword. Wen Ge's ax also hit her head where the brain was placed, making a loud noise.
"Very good." After Abigail commented briefly, the indicator light on the left side of the eye suddenly turned away like a revolver, and a muzzle rotated to the eye socket.
The close-range bombardment was fired within half a second. Even though Wen Ge was able to dodge quickly, half of her neck was cut off by the bombardment. She hurriedly pulled out the red silk thread to fill the lost flesh and blood, and turned her body sideways - Yan Rong arrived at this moment. Coming closer.
The two of them had almost never fought together, but they seemed to be born knowing how to join forces.
The scarlet fork-shaped mark instantly appeared on Abigail's mechanical body. Yan Rong slipped and passed Wen Ge's body. The state of the hunting night had switched to his body. The cold red moon rose behind him. An old-fashioned shotgun was firmly held in her hands and fired a large number of lead pellets at close range. With absolutely abnormal speed and penetrating power, these lead pellets instantly produced a honeycomb-like scar on Abigail's body, and even penetrated a container on her body that was used to contain pieces of brain tissue.
"Well……"
"You have no idea what we've been through, Captain."
Yan Rong swung the shotgun and used it as a club to smash open Abigail's mechanical claw. Then the gear under his feet turned a circle and another memory was stuck.
“Echoes, Gorg’s Paintings.”
There was a sound of puffing, accompanied by white spray formed by steam, spurting out from the back of Yan Rong's hand.
Abigail didn't even realize what kind of attack she encountered, she flew out and hit something soft.
"If we weren't unable to accept death, why would we still work hard to live? In addition, I said that the two of you should be together, and neither of you can escape." Yan Rong moved her palms, and her body made some sounds as if gears were turning. The rising temperature around her seemed to have been absorbed by her, even causing some signs of redness to appear on the surface of her skin.
"Let me leave! I'm just here to get the ingredients! We're just making desserts! I'll treat you to delicious food! Don't let me - Gugua?"
The noisy toad was nailed through the chin by Abigail with a mechanical claw and impaled on the ground.
"I'm so annoyed... Are you a new containment object too? Your resilience is just troublesome to others..." Abigail stood up again and looked at Yan Rong, "I thought Wen Ge was someone I had seen You are the executor with the strongest growth potential. Although your natural god level is very powerful, I still underestimated how strong your natural strength is."
"I'm not hiding anything, thirty-one sawtooths, thirty-one identities. I just never said which one is the most powerful." Yan Rong gave Wen Ge an injection with his backhand, "Captain, you will never I thought that the regular combat forms such as dragonman and hunter were my strongest postures, right? But you taught me to prevent this situation from happening now."
"I'm proud of you." Abigail reached out and grabbed the collar of the toad on the ground, retracted her claws, and lifted it up.
"No, don't kill me. I'm just an ordinary pastry chef. It's useless to kill me..." Toad was still struggling.
"Yan Rong, let me change the question. Next, can I get a rest where I won't wake up again?"
Yan Rong smiled.
"This is the only thing I can guarantee."
Wen Ge also came over. After using the injection, a layer of skin with a special material covered the wound. She could already feel the gap between herself and Yan Rong, but she also knew that those "strongest gestures" that Yan Rong mentioned must not be taken carelessly. As a tourist, she knows that the scene power of the distribution center is not so easy to use.
As for White... don't worry, he has even demolished four Metal Men. After getting enough training time, his combat effectiveness is no worse than Wen Ge.
Without any more communication, Abigail threw the toad directly at Yan Rong and Wen Ge while screaming white-hot flames from behind. Yan Rong jumped up and jumped over the toad, and a cloud of white steam suddenly exploded from her body. The powerful thrust generated by this explosion even caused her movements to pause in the air for a moment, followed by a volley and a kick.
Abigail didn't force her attack. Unlike Wen Ge, Yan Rong had many ways to break her defense. She stepped aside as the flames propelled her, and light gathered in her hands again, gradually darkening from azure to a deeper purple.
But she didn't expect that Yan Rong's move would directly shake the ground of the feature film here. Although the corridor was strong enough, Abigail had already seen the cracks in the ground caused by this foot.
wrong!
She quickly dispersed the concentrated killing move in her hand and flashed back continuously. White steam spurted out from the cracks in the ground like a blade. Unfortunately, the toad was cut into several pieces by the steam spurts. What greeted it behind was It is Bunge who has transformed his two-handed weapons into a grinding machine.
Abigail just dodged to the edge of the crack, but as soon as she stabilized, Yan Rong charged forward again, and the sound of a mechanically driven engine even sounded from her body.
"Transformation of people?"
"bingo."
Five blazing white lights suddenly appeared on Yan Rong's fingertips, and the range of the light cutter reached the entire curved wall of the corridor. Abigail didn't have a good way to dodge such a large-scale attack. She immediately hit Yan Rong's wrist with a shot, and the mechanical claw directly grabbed Yan Rong's other hand.
high temperature.
This place has not been affected too much by the holy fire of the Annunciation of Bethlehem, but the temperature on Yan Rong's hand almost made Abigail feel like she was going to burn.
It just feels like her body is made of composite materials from the original core after all, and is very resistant to various abnormalities. Regardless of the effect of the high temperature, Abigail threw Yan Rong away, but her claws scratched Yan Rong's arm, leaving only a spark from metal friction.
"You're overloading."
Abigail's knowledge is not as extensive as that of tourists like Yan Rong, but she is very aware of the technical level of Judgment Island. Yan Rong's ability to transform humans has not reached the level of Judgment Island. It is certain that he can fight with her to this level. There is a price to pay.
"Don't you have one? Captain?" Yan Rong's expression after landing was smiling, with the excitement of meeting an opponent. But Abigail fell silent when she saw this expression. She...really didn't have such a function.
Although the "original core" is responsible for assembling all the metal people, its thoughts also come from all the dead. In the thinking of the collective consciousness, this kind of desperate trick is eliminated from the scope of consideration, because they share the same mind. Reconstruction and therefore risking one's life lose their meaning in this kind of thinking.
After all... they don't have much concept of "the meaning of life" in the first place. Their life is both collective and individual, and it is also the "original nucleus".
"Then I can answer your first question, captain." Yan Rong's whole body began to turn red, but on the surface, she seemed not to be affected in any way.
"No longer being able to feel the excitement of life and death is already a symbol of death. The only thing you need to die peacefully is losing consciousness."
Then, Yan Rong crashed into Abigail like a meteor, and his palms, which were so hot that they began to melt, pressed against the container shell on Abigail's head faster than anyone could react.
嗗——
