"How much can people pay for an illusory ideal?"
FE204863 hugged each other and stared at the dark computer screen. At this moment, he was completely offline, leaving the Elysium and returning to the staff dormitory of the Hound of Tindalos.
The ending is already written the moment the waterfowl take flight on the beach.
The land of 378,000 square kilometers, like the Hongxing Mountain Scientific Research Workstation, has become a country of the dead.
The two fighters have a final duel on a bridge across the sea.
Unarmed against unarmed, soul against soul.
Youth and old age, humans and machines.
Starting from the artificial island in Haitang Bay, let us take a bird's-eye view all the way. It is a red and jagged mineral rock. Affected by the geological activities over the years, it has become layer upon layer of dangerous mountains. There is such a mountain among the mountains. A magnificent bridge.
It connects the mainland of Honshu Island and Kanto City, all the way to the northeast, and the railway is paved to Beichuan. In its most prosperous and prosperous era, it only took four hours for soldiers to take the train from the front line of the unknown land. The train returns to the Nine Realms.
On the bridge, Meteor and Gale have reached their final round.
It seems to be an extremely simple binary opposition. The red blood energy and the blue electric light are divided into two air masses. The collision between the spiritual bodies contains all kinds of strange physical phenomena.
A dazzling sonoluminescence phenomenon burst out between the fists, and powerful shock wave explosions destroyed the senses of the two people again and again.
In an empty square, fighting an old man risking his life - this seems to be the typical ending of many adventure games.
Players are always winners. Even if they fail ten times or hundreds of times, there is always a reason why they cannot lose.
Meteor's health bar bottomed out, and Gale's battery was running low.
In just one hundred and twenty seconds, the winner of this extremely intense duel between souls and powers was already decided——
——This was also the case with the psychic duel between Jiang Xueming and Kang Qiao Johnny.
When the spirit body's power reaches a certain critical point, able to knock out a fist with an impact of 1,800 pounds, and can break the speed of sound when moving, then the entire game will quickly come to an end.
At this time, the key factor that determines victory or defeat is only their own [will].
The difference between the human body and the mechanical body becomes insignificant in this terrifying psychic conflict.
Sendou Ishimura has been punched by Ryusei, and the brain injury has forced him to death.
Bu Liuxing was exhausted after the continuous high-pressure battles, and he could only rely on his blood to support his body and soul.
They didn't speak, didn't roar or howl hysterically. The whole process was very quiet, leaving only the collision between spirits.
What on earth is Sendou Ishimura thinking?
Meteor doesn't care about this. That is another story, a document left in the long river of time, waiting for historians and secret library researchers to dig out.
The psychic forms of Mister Mighty and Storm Ninja beat each other and became entangled, but the mental pollution that burst out made Meteor almost cry——
——He could feel how unwilling the old man with gray beard in front of him was.
Brother Xueming also said before that the collision between soul power and soul power is like two swordsmen with excellent swordsmanship. When the blades touch each other, they may be able to understand each other's thoughts.
The characteristics of Sendou Ishimura's psychic energy are very distinct - it is so painful that Ryusei's mouth and nose are cold.
God knows how sad and wronged this little old man is, so his soul power has such spiritual power.
Maybe you don't need to do research, just use your brain a little and put yourself in Qiantang's shoes and think about who Qiantang is, what position he holds in the Foehn Division, and what kind of military unit he is, and you may be able to understand part of the reason.
According to the establishment of Guangling Zhixi, this old man should be a special agent of the Foehn Division. Together with the attack team led by Foehn and the rapid reaction force of Igarashi Akira, they can be counted as Shinto City's local response to Mad Butterfly and Disaster. The three sharp blades of the beast.
Sendo Ishimura has red blood flowing on his body. He retains most of the essence of Homo sapiens, but he always attacks and belittles Homo sapiens, just like a loyal tomb keeper.
After executing the ascension procedure, most of the life in Shinto City went to the Elysian Space to live. Ishimura Sendo may be the only operation and maintenance manager still alive in the world, with the highest level of authority. It is Foehn Feng's insurance to stay in the world. If it really is One day, the artificial intelligence completely loses control and turns into a new race, becoming the natural enemy of Homo sapiens - Sendo can still come in handy.
But loneliness and vulnerability destroyed Ishimura Sentou. It is like Japan, which suddenly collapsed in 1991. While hating its own weak humanity, it is looking forward to the beautiful gods to take it to the real kingdom of heaven.
In its eyes, its former comrades are all dead and alive in another way. It needs to continue to live with this body that has a very high human content (by Shinto City standards), constantly designing new scripts and arranging new stories for the birth of Hot Wind.
From 1984 to 2032, these forty-eight years, more than 17,500 days and nights, can turn a kind and brave human being into an evil and cowardly god.
FE204863 left this enemy to Bu Ryusei, because Sixty-three believed that he was no match for Ishimura Sendou. He is also suffering from the torture of time. Without the help of the [Regret Medicine] body, it is too difficult to defeat this enemy with Xueming's physical body.
Change it to a simple and easy-to-understand sentence structure - this monster is too shitty. Sixty-three doesn't want to eat shit and go to jail, so he changed his strategy.
——So back to the final round of Meteor.
After four rounds of spiritual and physical duels, the young man finally gained the upper hand.
The two people's movements became slower and slower, and their injuries became more and more serious, but they still had no intention of speaking.
This is a war between Homo sapiens and mechanical life. If you can't get it on the battlefield, then you can't get it at the negotiation table. They all understand this truth, so they won't waste any more words.
The last round of attack was initiated by Sendou Ishimura. The old man stepped forward, deformed his movements, and took advantage of the moment of depression after the collision of spirits. He only breathed less than the meteor. He wanted to seize this little opportunity and wanted to die. Comeback.
It thought——
——This may be the only chance. Both parties in the duel are already at the end of their strength. If there is another fight and Riemann's thinking model completely collapses, the body will be out of control, and it will be unreasonable to summon the soul power.
Have to fight for time!
Be faster than this kid and knock him down faster! Before being beaten down! Just defeat him!
Only in this way can you win.
Facing the menacing Sendou Ishimura, Ryusei hesitated for a moment——
——It’s not that he is weak, it’s that his brain can no longer keep up with his body.
In a state of mental distraction, the hands cannot keep up with the eyes, and the eyes cannot keep up with the brain. When the brain becomes slow, it takes one step slowly and one step after another. This is why Sendou Ishimura chooses to take the lead in attacking, as it can determine the outcome at any time. At any given moment, the side that gets the upper hand will inevitably have a greater chance of winning.
The expected result did not appear. This duel between humans and machine life ended like a joke.
Dozens of skuas suddenly broke into this crucial contest, and they savagely crashed into the two dying fighters.
Meteor's body was pushed and pushed by these aerial bandits, causing him to stagger, but he did not fall completely.
Sendou Ishimura's face was full of confusion and disbelief. Most of the life forms around Shinto City were strictly controlled. Except for some landscape seabirds, there will be no such vicious carnivorous birds on the biological list.
Moreover, there are bird repelling devices along the Ginza Kanto Cross-Sea Bridge. By disrupting the magnetic field lines in the eyes of birds through artificial magnetic fields, these birds can be driven to other places to prevent them from hitting high-speed trains and trams.
Is there something wrong with the bridge's electrical system? Where did these skuas come from?
I've obviously given the order, why haven't the support from the Terrorist Rangers arrived yet!
Qian Tang couldn’t understand and had no time to think about it!
Its body was riddled with holes, and at this moment it could only watch these ferocious birds doing whatever they wanted on its head.
Unlike Meteor, there is no rigid connection between the skull and the body. In order to better display the power of the soul, Gale's entire set of prosthetic skeletons does not even have an artificial spine, and there is no chance of becoming a spine-breaking dog.
The soft flesh on its face, which still smelled of human flesh, was torn apart by sharp claws, and its eyeballs were pecked out. It felt its body light up, and the power was cut off the moment its head left the body - it died just like that.
Where did these birds come from?
Let's pull the timeline back and come to the round of FE204863.
When the troop carrier passed the long bend of the cross-sea bridge, Sixty-Three deliberately startled a group of water birds. These birds were all landscapes left by Shinto City on the beach and were docile poultry that had been artificially selected.
When the Broken Sword of Shamo fell off the bridge pier and hit a heavier metal mineral with higher hardness, due to the rapid temperature change at an altitude of more than 100 meters, it suffered stress rupture and broke into more than 30 fragments of different sizes.
The roll-handled cloth and iron pieces were stained with human blood, and after more than forty generations of evolution, these waterbirds have regarded the smell of hematite oxide as food, and the rust-smelling human blood as food in the feed machine.
Starting from the Red Star Mountain in Niflheim, in order to eliminate chiral molecules in the sea, sixteen engineering ships worked here to improve the environment and turn it into a new port.
Human activities have driven skuas from the cold north to the south, so these robbers in the sky happened to be attracted by the corpses of waterfowl that had accidentally eaten iron pieces and died.
This is Sixty-Three's method of solving the problem. As for how many times he has tried, judging from Xueming's precarious battery capacity - at least hundreds of attempts and deductions.
Meteor sat down on the ground and couldn't move anymore.
He watched the head fly further and further away, slapping the skuas beside him, trying to drive away these bloodthirsty birds, but the birds and beasts in the underground world have some blood of disaster beasts, and they devour and absorb each other. , is an outstanding carnivore - staring at the weak point of Meteor's right arm and attacking fiercely.
Seeing that the red scarf sent by 3301 was about to be torn into pieces by these beasts, Meteor couldn't even use the strength to roar.
At this time, Brother Hei finally got tougher——
——This big, shameless wolfdog jumped out and let out a low bark.
The skuas immediately dispersed, dropping their brown-gray feathers all over the ground.
The young brave man couldn't say a word. Looking at the headless corpse of the blast ninja, he felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier. Only half of the agreed fifteen minutes had passed. He no longer had the strength to save himself. Brother Ming was here. He won't wake up anytime soon.
What should we do?
Ah Hei was of great help at this time. He dragged Jiang Xueming over from the wreckage of the troop carrier, and licked the elixir out of Xueming's inner pocket with familiarity - he knew that this was where the male master hid his things.
Without Meteor having to do anything, Ah Hei chewed up the medicine bottle and sprayed saliva on Meteor's face. The scene was hilarious, like a puff of salt soda.
Meteor had completely passed out. Brother Hei held the scarf on his right arm in his mouth, trying to tear away the wool fibers that were hindering the healing of the wound. However, as soon as he took his mouth off, he realized that General Crying was still holding on tightly even though he had fallen asleep. This bright red cloth refused to let go at all.
It seems that the scarf is about to grow together with Meteor's flesh and blood! Ah Hei was so anxious that he licked his good brother's face, but he couldn't wake him up.
At this time, the troop carrier from Ginza Town finally arrived.
Brother Hei became alert and fierce. He swore on his dog's horn that as long as the enemy dared to draw a gun, he would immediately escape with the two anonymous men.
The troop carrier looked shabby and had been baptized by artillery fire. The vehicle was parked about twenty meters in front of Brother Hei——
——The car door opened, and a Taoist priest Ping An, who was also listless and gloomy, came out.
There were sixteen holes left in his ghost body, all of which were made of high-temperature vitrified carbon elements. After fighting with these miscellaneous fishes for countless rounds, he finally avenged his shame and proved with his strength that he was indeed a mastermind. .
"Walk."
Mr. Ping An spoke concisely and concisely, and he and Brother Hei worked together to carry Xueming and Meteor onto the troop carrier, and then drove towards Guandong City.
In just a few minutes, Xueming woke up on the fifteen-minute deadline.
"meteor!"
When he woke up, he was still on alert and immediately took out a weapon from his empty gun pocket.
Ping An: "Win!"
When he saw Luo Ping'an in the driver's seat and Bu Liuxing sleeping soundly, Xueming breathed a sigh of relief. He lowered himself to check the injury on Liuxing's right arm and took out medical supplies from the carrying bag to remove the inner lining of the right arm. red line.
While healing his good brother, Xueming asked questions to Brother Ping An.
"How should we get out? Brother Ping An?"
Luo Ping'an: "Leave it to me."
"Do you have a way?" Xueming analyzed rationally: "It's not that simple to get out of Howling Ridge."
The righteous bones of Shinto City are based on the essence of the holy beast. If Xueming and Ping An's speculations are correct, there is a mountain god waiting for them around Howling Wind Ridge.
This mountain god is most likely a holy beast transformed by the Pompeii worm after being transformed by the original seed.
The green gold wolf mother can deal with the incarnation butterfly. At the Mimir Hot Spring Market, Xueming saw a giant lion that turned into a saint. These creatures have very outrageous magical powers and are extremely difficult to kill.
Luo Pingan said at this moment that there is a way to deal with this kind of thing?
"I am leisurely sightseeing for the whole game, and the main body is charging at the back." Luo Ping'an was pragmatic and told the current state frankly: "This clone still has about 49% of the spiritual power reserve. Although it is unreasonable to be charged by The electronic android was beaten all over the ground, but it should still be able to use a big move."
Xueming didn't understand: "Huh?"
Luo Ping'an was driving while patting his chest to confirm.
"Believe me, my name is Luo Pingan, I will keep you safe and safe."
Xueming asked: "Do you want my help? Brother Ping An?"
"Yes! You have to do something for me, Brother Ming." Ping An kept talking, talking to Xueming about the endearment they had for who knows how many generations: "I have a mold here, and it just so happens that your soul power is also It can be used."
He saw a small black box thrown into Xueming's arms. He took a closer look and saw that the grooves of the mold showed a sword-shaped object that was as long as a palm and as thick as two fingers.
"What is this for?" Xueming couldn't understand.
Luo Ping'an didn't look back and pointed at the two huge weapon boxes in the personnel carrier. It was originally the Falcon's MiniGun ammunition depot, but now Luo Ping'an used the power of his soul to fill it with iron sand. There is a clay pot on the other side, with three layers inside and outside. The circuit of the MCFC fuel cell of the personnel carrier is connected and turned into a simple induction furnace.
Luo Pingan smiled playfully and felt embarrassed at first.
"I went out in a hurry and didn't bring a few magic weapons with me. I only took a piece of Mingde's relic. When I got in the car, I bumped into the heavily armed Meteor Boy. I was quite embarrassed, so I'd like to trouble you -"
Then he changed his face at the speed of light, with a stern expression, and handed the two broken rulers to Xueming.
"——Forge a sword for me."
(End of chapter)
