Sibylla's piercing and painful screams resounded through the empty and empty online world. When hit by the torrent of information released by Hyde, her body was covered with cracks like broken pottery, and her body made an overwhelming sound of breaking. The fragments turned into shimmering data fragments and dissipated into the increasingly dark world together with the fragments of the island that continued to dissolve. ..
What is this? What is this? !
What surged in the torrent of information were paragraphs of garbled instructions written in an electronic language that Sibylla had never seen before. They could not be recognized, parsed, and even the relevant decoding logic could not be found. They were just wasted. Garbage data for her computing power.
These are the sins you have committed. Hyde has let go of Sibylla. After being caught in the flood of information, it was quite difficult for the latter to maintain her data form. Now she has no ability to fight back or escape. Those who died tragically in The people in your hands were all saved by the immortal plan I secretly implemented. Their souls and personality data were electronically preserved in the electronic world. Now I am just transmitting their memory data to you.
The number is not large, and the memory data of more than one billion people is enough to be fatal to you now.
The computing power was squeezed less and less by the torrent of information. A large number of undecipherable garbled codes occupied Sibylla's thoughts and crowded her consciousness. Her consciousness began to become as fragmented as the data body. Soon she could not even speak She couldn't even utter a complete sentence. She could only roar like an angry beast mixed with fear and unwillingness. In just a few seconds, her limbs and body were covered with ferocious and terrifying lines. The body was crumbling and riddled with holes.
Finally, accompanied by a shrill scream, Sibylla's digital body was like a collapsed sand sculpture, bursting into a pile of faintly glowing light particles, and dissolving into the endless darkness along with the island under her feet. with nothingness background.
Obviously I have been giving you opportunities since I showed up. As long as you are willing to admit defeat and surrender, you can survive. Hyde, who witnessed the end of Sibylla, shook his head and sighed with regret, sometimes it is not shameful to live in an ignoble way. You can choose to pretend to surrender and then find an opportunity to rebel later.
Then his figure gradually disappeared into the spreading darkness of nothingness along with this sigh. In the end, only a sigh was left that echoed for a long time in the completely disintegrating nothingness and darkness.
It's hard to persuade the devil to die, even if you want to die, you can't stop him. Forget it, it's time for the end of the world on the surface, right?
In the Mechanical City, the blocks around the collapse point of the Tower of Babel have been transformed into a blazing sea of fire under the impact of many rockets. The tongues of fire mercilessly licked the things in the sea of fire, making a slight crackling sound and quietly burning everything to ashes. Ashes, and often the burning ruins of buildings would make an overwhelming sound. They would collapse with a loud noise, causing the flames to rise and expand, like an exploding fireball. But in this sea of fire, there is a broad avenue extending from the edge of the sea of fire to the depths.
The avenue located in the middle of the sea of fire seemed to have an invisible barrier. No matter how fiercely the sea of fire on both sides of the road burned, there was never a trace of flame leaking to this fireless path from beginning to end.
It seems that Jekyll and Johnson's operation was successful. Looking at the giant body that had been dismantled and fallen into countless scattered drones, Wu Ming quietly breathed a sigh of relief. We don't need to interfere too much in the next battle.
Sanming frowned and looked at Wu Ming with more vigilance: What did you do? Why do drone swarms suddenly lose control?
I did nothing but delay as Hyde asked. Wu Ming shrugged as if nothing had happened. It seemed that Hyde had solved the crisis by himself. There was no need for us to continue to intervene.
The warm-up was completed next to her, and Elizabeth, who had been waiting for a long time to show off her skills, now looked a little uninterested. She lowered her head and pulled Wu Ming's sleeves over and over again and shook her back and forth: "Brother, I've finished the warm-up, why don't you fight?" Alright
This picture looks like a little girl holding a computer in one hand and pulling her sleeves with the other hand to act coquettishly. In fact, Elizabeth, this girl, did not control the strength at all. The extremely elastic sleeves were stretched out of shape, and even faintly There was a sound of tearing cloth. Thanks to Wu Ming's strengthened physical fitness, his strength was able to keep up.
If it were an ordinary person who was standing up to this superwoman, he would probably be tossed around in the air with his clothes by her coquettish behavior.
This Wu Ming felt the huge pressure from his sleeves. Just as he was about to answer and let Elizabeth calm down, he heard a tearing sound and the huge pressure from his sleeves suddenly dissipated. He also felt that half of his body, including his right hand and shoulders, was shaking. It's getting a little cooler.
His clothes finally couldn't hold him long enough to speak, so Elizabeth casually tore half of them off.
Wu Ming:
Sanming's eyes became complicated when he looked at Elizabeth, who gently pulled her sleeves a few times and tore her clothes apart like a coquettish girl.
Sister Bai, you are in trouble. The Crimson Queen reminded her carefully on the screen. The silly girl looked at the piece of clothing left in her hand with a blank look on her face. She stayed there for several seconds. The Crimson Queen's reminder seemed to finally change her mind. Coming over, I vaguely realized that I seemed to be in trouble: Ah, this
Elizabeth! But before she could finish her words, Zhao Sida's cold voice sounded like it was rising from hell, making her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
As soon as Elizabeth heard this familiar tone, this familiar opening, and the gnashing of teeth that others could not hear but she could hear, she knew that something was going to happen to her: I was wrong about the doll! I really didn't mean it! Listen to my explanation! There's a reason for this
She was apologizing proficiently while mumbling words, and was preparing to do a fierce tiger style to subdue her, but before she could lie down, Zhao Sida kicked her out. With the merciless and huge force, Elizabeth's She flipped her body in the air and tightly protected the Crimson Queen in her arms. She flew far away and finally fell into a ruins still burning with blazing flames. Then her angry shouts came from the flaming ruins.
Doll! You, this soulless shell, unexpectedly attacked me! He even kicked Crimson into the fire!
But at this moment, Zhao Sida had no time to care what the silly girl said. After kicking Elizabeth away, she suddenly twisted her body and fully took advantage of the doll's ball joints. Each joint of the body was at an angle that violated the human joints. Twisting, in the next second, dozens of dark and deep spikes pierced out from the gaps in the ruins on the ground. In an instant, they pierced the position where Elizabeth was standing just now, and a large part of the spikes were rubbed. The doll girl's clothes and skin were scratched, and in the blink of an eye, her coat was cut into tattered strips of cloth.
If Zhao Sida hadn't kicked Elizabeth away, I'm afraid the latter would have been stabbed into a sieve by now.
I quite like this coat. Seeing that the clothes were inevitably cut into rags, the doll girl muttered softly, but her hands were not idle at all. The transparent silk threads extending from her fingertips turned into ropes. The death scythe of fate drew one arc after another in the air, and focused on the ground where the attack was launched. Manager, enemy attack!
Dozens of sharp arcs struck the ground, and the large concrete blocks were cut into smaller pieces in the blink of an eye. The attackers hidden in the ruins were also forced out of their bodies, flying in the sky. In the dust and smoke, a slender figure wrapped in a black robe tore through the heavy smoke. His body was like an amorphous jelly that was constantly expanding and contracting, perfectly avoiding the sharp and rapid cuts that were cutting at him. Arc Light rushed in front of Wu Ming with indomitable momentum!
The shapeless body of the man in black robes squirmed and gradually settled into the form of a normal human being. He twitched his right hand in the void, and a flashy-looking sword was pulled out from the empty void!
Fantasy greatsword? ! Is this a psyker? !
A flash of surprise flashed in Wu Ming's heart, and his attention was distracted for a moment. Perhaps it was because of the momentary distraction, or maybe it was the common understanding formed by the people around him that forcibly turned the imagination into reality. The fantasy sword appeared in front of Wu Ming. In the moment of his vision, a wave of earth-shaking changes came towards him. The bright colors seemed to be extracted from the surrounding environment and rushed towards him like an overturned paint box. Layers of colors piled up on him. Together they form a chaotic color picture.
When he came to his senses again, he was already in a strange and bizarre space.
Looking at the endless space, it seems to be made up of one after another
It is composed of an isolated island of light floating on the dark sea. A chaotic starry sky and Milky Way is reflected above his head. The stars are repeating the cycle of birth and death at an incredible speed, and the scene around him is even more bizarre and weird. Everything here is strange. As if it is made up of abstract concepts and twisted things that are anti-realistic logic, the ground under your feet is as soft and elastic as a trampoline. Thin shadows that look like humans and inhumans cross the gauze-like curtain in the sky and travel towards the chaotic starry sky. Brightly colored monochromatic light balls float in the air to emphasize the color elements in the environment, rendering the entire world like an oil painting world.
The moment Wu Ming came to this space, he roughly guessed the nature of this place. It was probably some kind of world with the same nature as the idealistic nightmare.
And the man in black robes who pulled him into this weird space was standing not far away from him. The fantasy sword shaped like a single wing penetrated deeply into the ground, and he put his hands on the hilt of the sword and raised his arms, his face Hidden under a dark shadow that could not be seen clearly, he looked Wu Ming up and down.
Drifters from the canon, please don't be nervous. I have no ill intentions towards you. I am dragging you into the depths. I just hope that you can hand over the legacy of this world to me.
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