"Howl~"
Like a distant dragon's roar, it burst out from Lin Zihan's body. The vibrating sound made everyone stand in awe of a corpse.
Yan Yaoqing, who was originally aloof, leaned over and looked at the core of the telencephalon glowing with blue light. There was endless melancholy and loneliness in his eyes. No matter what talents were buried in this battle, all hidden dangers were eliminated for the future.
"It seems that you and that killing machine do have the same core." Yan Yaoqing slowly fell down and looked down at the void core in front of him. The black sword in his hand was still condensed with surging energy.
"It would be safer for this kind of thing to disappear from this world forever~" Yan Yaoqing said, holding the black sword in his hand tightly with both hands, and swung the sword heavily.
The black sword edge broke through the blue light.
The sword fell heavily on the blue Rubik's Cube, and a bell-like sound rang out. The sword struck down like a bell, making a dull sound, and the powerful impact knocked Yan Yaoqing away.
Yan Yaoqing, who was unprepared, did not expect that the core Rubik's Cube was so hard and extremely resistant. The powerful feedback counterattacked Yan Yaoqing's power to Yan Yaoqing, while the black sword absorbed all the surging energy.
The black light just flashed by before being swallowed up by the Rubik's Cube and disappearing without a trace.
At this moment, Yan Yaoqing only felt that his arms were numb. At the same time as the force came back, a powerful impact followed the force into his arms, like a mental shock, more like pressure from energy.
With this sword strike, Yan Yaoqing also split open the blue barrier that had always surrounded Lin Zihan's side. Only then did he see that the Rubik's Cube was actually repairing Lin Zihan's damaged left shoulder bit by bit.
Under a few strands of cloth, Lin Zihan's left shoulder was a piece of flesh and blood that could not be distinguished for a long time. Even the bones of the entire shoulder had been broken inch by inch.
With such a serious injury, even if he was sent to a military hospital, he would probably have to amputate his limbs to protect himself.
"Even if the injury is cured, the person will not survive~" Yan Yaoqing firmly believed that the sword that he penetrated Lin Zihan's body was enough to shatter Lin Zihan's internal organs. Under the tyrannical impact, Lin Zihan might not even be able to survive. The last will has also collapsed.
"Let me destroy your last hope~" Yan Yaoqing looked solemn, as if a disaster was imminent. He waved the black sword in his hand, put his feet on the stone pillar behind him, bent his knees, bent over, and exerted force on his calves.
A black stray bullet flew out directly. Yan Yaoqing's whole body and the surrounding air rubbed together, creating a flaming trail. He raised the black sword in his hand high above his head and swung it down.
"Bang~" A crackling sound passed through, and the powerful shock wave wrapped the remaining white ice crystals in the deep pit into bright red ice flowers and flew into the air.
After the dust settled, with this sword swing, what shattered was not the void core emerging from Lin Zihan's chest, but the edge of Yan Yaoqing's black sword.
The broad sword blade was as broad as a ruler and had no sharp edge. The thick sword blade left a crack at this moment, a clearly visible crack.
As for the core that emerged on Lin Zihan's chest, the rich blue light gradually weakened, and the surrounding blue light slowly dissipated. Finally, the core turned into a drop of water, dripping into Lin Zihan's chest and disappearing.
The blue light slowly dissipated like the morning mist.
The black sword in Yan Yaoqing's hand lost its support and stumbled. The black sword fell downwards and hit the ground directly.
But before Yan Yaoqing could stand firm, a powerful gust of wind blew past, and Lin Zihan turned into a vent, with a bloody gust of wind blowing around him.
The strong wind swept Yan Yaoqing away.
But at this moment, Lin Zihan, who had stopped breathing, started to have his chest rise and fall regularly. Under the ragged steps of his left shoulder, the bloody shoulder looked as tender as a newborn baby.
The pink skin could be broken by a blow, exuding a seductive red color. The bright red color spread over and over again, gradually spreading all over the body, making Lin Zihan look even weirder.
With a slight movement of his eyebrows, Lin Zihan opened his hazy eyes. The originally dark and empty eyes, but now the blood-colored eyeballs, stared at him like a bloodthirsty beast.
The coquettish rose-red body, the moment the bloody eyes opened, was no longer weird, but more eerie and terrifying.
At this moment, Lin Zihan was naked, his exposed muscles, and the flowing blood were clearly visible. The skin was like a thin film, being washed away bit by bit by the surge of blood.
Seeing this scene in front of him, panic flashed in Yan Yaoqing's eyes, and he was more surprised. A dying person, or a person who was already dead, stood up again, and his original injuries healed in a short time. .
"This is impossible. Such a terrifying healing speed is definitely not something humans can achieve."
"He's back on his feet."
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Lin Zihan, who was originally shrouded in a veil of mystery, is no longer just mysterious in the eyes of everyone at this moment, but also terrifying and shocking.
Everything that happened in this battle has planted the seeds of awe in the hearts of these people. When they saw the bloody man walking out slowly, they had only one thought, run away, run as far away as possible.
The blood-like liquid spread all over Lin Zihan's body. His original black hair grew like crazy, and his long black hair trailed behind his back. This was the only part of Lin Zihan's body that was not red.
The blood energy was like a solid exoskeleton, like armor, condensed on Lin Zihan's body. A red light flashed in the blood eyes, and a pair of sharp horns slowly grew on Lin Zihan's head.
"Is it possible that you have also become a war machine?" Yan Yaoqing looked at the scene in front of him, "If I had known this would happen, I should have killed you earlier!" He said through gritted teeth. At this moment, Yan Yaoqing regretted his soft-heartedness.
I regretted that when I first met Lin Zihan, I didn't firmly believe in my determination to kill the warrior who was trapped in the dream of the inner demon, the warrior with weak will, and the killer who committed many crimes.
"I should have guessed a long time ago that you actually have the same terminal brain core. How can you, who can't even restrain your inner demons, continue to maintain your original intention under the influence of terminal brain!" Yan Yaoqing said in an annoyed tone. But what can't be exchanged for it?
Over the many years of exoskeleton development, there have been numerous examples of telebrain obliterating the consciousness of the driver and turning the entire person into a ruthless machine.
As a former advocate in the field of exoskeleton research, Yan Yaoqing naturally participated in a lot of security work for exoskeleton research. In the North, when Yan Yaoqing was still a division commander, he saw the murderer!
It is an exoskeleton driver, a driver who has lost control, a war machine under the leadership of the terminal brain!
But to this day, Yan Yaoqing doesn't know that the God of Death he once saw did not lose himself. It was a machine built for war, a core plan of the terminal brain that was hidden from the outside world.
"Everyone, fire coverage~"
As soon as Lin Zihan's figure moved, Yan Yaoqing shouted to the people behind him. At that moment, his body also retreated instantly, wanting to retreat among the crowd.
The telencephalon-led exoskeleton can not only maximize the combat effectiveness of the exoskeleton, but what is even more frightening is that the telencephalon will not hesitate, make mistakes in judgment, be afraid, and feel pain like humans...
But as soon as Yan Yaoqing finished speaking, Lin Zihan stepped out of the way, and the figure that was originally rushing towards the group of people suddenly turned and headed straight for Yan Yaoqing.
With a slap of the palm, Lin Zihan sent Yan Yaoqing directly to the center of the crowd. When Yan Yaoqing landed, his black sword sank into the ground, leaving a deep crack on the ground before he barely stopped.
At this time, Lin Zihan was not possessed by an exoskeleton, but relied on the power of his body. However, on his hands, the blood condensed into a pair of bloody claws, which were like extremely hard armor.
Covering his right shoulder with his left hand, Yan Yaoqing looked at Lin Zihan in disbelief. This palm hit almost dislocated Yan Yaoqing's right shoulder. With a pull of his left hand, Yan Yaoqing straightened his bones and adjusted the position of his right shoulder.
"Why are you unwilling to let me go and insist on doing things so absolutely? Does your so-called justice mean excluding dissidents?" Lin Zihan said, seeming to be unwilling, seeming to condemn, more like a trial.
The person on top at this moment is Lin Zihan. At this moment, Lin Zihan seems to be a god, the real God of Death!
Slowly turning his head, Lin Zihan twisted his neck, making a "kaka~" sound, and looked at the people at his feet with disdain.
Turning forward, Lin Zihan pounced directly like a falcon hunting prey. Facing the intensive firepower, Lin Zihan showed no fear at all. He turned slightly sideways to avoid a flaming bomb, while those ordinary firepower attacks only scratched his body. generally.
The flame bomb exploded behind Lin Zihan, and the flames spread instantly, like fireworks, lighting up the dark night.
With a claw of his left hand, he grabbed forward with his right hand without any hesitation. Lin Zihan's hands directly scratched the metal armor of the two people. Gritting his teeth, the strength of Lin Zihan's arm surged again, and he directly passed through the two people's armors. Body.
The blood flowed down Lin Zihan's arm, past his elbow, and slowly dripped onto the ground. At this moment, Lin Zihan no longer exuded an icy light blue light, but a violent and terrifying blood color.
Pulling back his hands, Lin Zihan looked at the blood on his arms and tore off the last tattered strand of cloth. On his exposed chest, the strong muscles rose and fell regularly with Lin Zihan's breathing and breathing.
"It's been so long since I've smelled such clear blood. It's been so long that I almost forgot the joy of killing!" The corners of Lin Zihan's mouth raised, revealing an arrogant and indulgent smile.
At this moment, Lin Zihan really lived up to that title, the God of Death!
Turning his right hand in a circle, Lin Zihan directly pinched a person's neck and gently turned his wrist. With a "click~", the person who was slowly lifted up by Lin Zihan dropped his hands feebly. The magnetic energy gun in his hand Fell to the ground.
With a slight wave of his right hand, he threw the body aside. Lin Zihan didn't even bother to turn his head and take a look.
Kicking off the ground with his left foot, Lin Zihan dodged through the crowd, like a wolf rushing into a herd of sheep. Wherever he passed, there were only splashes of blood and the law enforcement officers who fell to the ground.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yaoqing was stunned. Why didn't he kill Lin Zihan earlier, but kept him until now? The enraged Yan Yaoqing rushed forward with a black sword in hand.
Among these people, only Yan Yaoqing was able to stop Lin Zihan's massacre.
The black sword waved, and the sword fell on Lin Zihan's forearm, but it seemed to fall on heavy armor. Lin Zihan held the law enforcer's hand, but shook it slightly, and looked at Yan Yaoqing with his bloody eyes. Han turned over without hesitation.
Putting his feet on Yan Yaoqing's shoulders, he kicked Yan Yaoqing hard, and kicked Yan Yaoqing away. With such strong jumping power, Lin Zihan also jumped out, looking like a kangaroo.
In just a breath, only two or three people in the team were left standing. The corpses on the ground were staggered, and some were even torn apart by Lin Zihan. Several seriously injured people were wailing in pain. .
Lin Zihan stretched his head forward, stretched his neck and twisted, as if he was stretching his muscles and bones, as if this killing was just a daily routine, and even his breathing was so steady.
"You killed so many people, won't you repent?" Yan Yaoqing roared, roaring, like a violent beast, the deep black light spread little by little, the rising arrogance, bit by bit eroded Yan Yaoqing's last of reason.
"Repent, the number of people who died in the war is no less than this. Do those in power repent?" Lin Zihan smiled contemptuously and rushed towards Yan Yaoqing.
With his claws under the black sword, he was not at a disadvantage, but this time Lin Zihan did not take advantage. Yan Yaoqing, in anger, seemed to have gone crazy. He kept waving the black sword in his hand, again and again. It fell on Lin Zihan's hand.
The claws made of blood also lost their charm under this sword, and looked a little disordered.
"Eternal destruction~" Yan Yaoqing roared, and the exoskeleton was like a boiling boiler, continuously spurting out streams of air. This would be Yan Yaoqing's strongest blow. Yan Yaoqing, in a rage, would not care about energy. consumption.
Yan Yaoqing's whole body turned into black, pure black, like a black hole from the sky, but the crazy energy leaking out proved that the energy of this move would be huge.
With a swing of the sword, the entire canyon was instantly annihilated by black energy. The stone pillars collapsed and the protrusions on the cliff were flattened. Even the person hiding behind Yan Yaoqing was directly lifted hundreds of meters away by the tyrannical energy. .
But Lin Zihan didn't have much, he just crossed his paws on his chest, letting the huge energy, this tyrannical energy, press on his body bit by bit, and penetrate his body bit by bit.
With this move, Yan Yaoqing exhausted the last of his strength, and his whole body was like a bird without wings, hitting the ground heavily.
Lin Zihan, who had just gone crazy, was still standing there, but there were a few more wounds, or rather, a few black cracks on his body.
Under this black sky, on the cliff of the canyon, there is a person who has been looking down at the battlefield below him.
"Has consciousness finally awakened? It seems that what is supposed to come is about to come!" The eyes that were originally locked on Lin Zihan slowly turned to the starry sky and the depths of the universe. It seemed that under the night sky, there was something ancient. Visitors have a terrifying presence.
The old man standing on the cliff had no intention of taking action. This kind of thing was not worth taking action on his own.
In the canyon, a figure was running wildly towards the battlefield, with a tattered cloak, two beast sleeves and claws hanging across the chest, and a pair of brand-new combat boots that were incompatible with the cloak...
