Chapter 102: Prime Body·Savior

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From unknown time on, night fell to a place that seemed within reach. The sky was gloomy and the low-hanging clouds were as dark as iron.

There was a bit of moisture in the air, and it felt cool on the face. The animals with sensitive noses in the forest smelled the cool water vapor and emerged from their nests one after another.

A storm is coming that will sweep across the land.

And under this sky of low dark clouds and boundless darkness, the tall, white figure hanging high in the air, waving its wings, was so eye-catching.

Although it is not a human being, but a human-shaped weapon, the slender and tall lines of the body, the gorgeous shape of the wings spread like an angel... Anyone who sees it will subconsciously use the word "beautiful" to describe it;

And its owner is also a very beautiful woman in her prime, so the two are a perfect match.

However, such a beautiful combination was an uninvited guest who came from nowhere and wanted to kill him.

All he could do was to raise the weapons in his hands to resist and fight hard.

"Don't worry, boy."

The giant stepped heavily on the ground with his feet and ascended to the sky; the angel waved his wings, whipped up the wind, and bounced the spiral gun away, scattering sparks shining in the night.

"It seems that this is the final battle."

Qiu Qimeng sighed softly.

"Then at the end, I still want to formally introduce myself. I am Qiu Qimeng, the commander-in-chief of the execution force of the major emergency response department of the Eastern Sky Development Committee. I am fighting with you now as a suitor. The official login name of the body [Savior].”

"Savior"? What an exaggerated title, Yan Jingxing thought to himself. However, since they are all the strongest, others are free to choose whatever name they want.

Having said that, she did seem to have given a reason such as "because she was worried that the prototype's rampage would lead to the death of thousands of people, and she wanted to kill herself in order to stifle this possibility," but he didn't believe it.

Even if these words were sincere, he couldn't let them be slaughtered.

He will kill whoever wants to kill him, that's all.

"Is this etiquette still needed for battles between uniformed men?"

The giant raised his spiral gun.

"That's not true. It's just my personal habit."

"... According to you, I am the [prototype] dresser, Yan Jingxing. Just an ordinary junior high school student."

Yan Jingxing stared at the opponent's figure with all his concentration, trying to pinpoint the opponent's trajectory.

"Okay, come on!"



"boom!"

As expected, he was knocked away again.

This time, Yan Jingxing could feel a burst of severe pain on his face, which meant that the opponent's attack had indeed caused unbearable damage to him. The solid defense of his body could ignore the vast majority of weapons, including firearms and rockets. Partially thermal weapon, but no longer invincible against another wearer.

"This guy really likes to punch people in the face..."

Yan Jingxing used the force to move away, thinking while adjusting his flying posture. Qiu Qimeng helped him liberate him from the state of primitive impulse control by repeatedly punching him in the face. I wonder if she had any obsession with hitting others in the face.

calm down. Be calm.

Fortunately, he has been calm.

The warrior instinct drove his mind to work rapidly. Unknowingly, the time he used his superpowers exceeded the original limit, but he could feel that he had not reached the limit - in the process of controlling the physical body in battle with his "primitive impulse" , the warrior instinct is in a suppressed state, so it is not counted.

With less than three minutes left, he still had a chance.

...Although he doesn't want to admit it, Qiu Qimeng did teach him a lot in the battle just now, and it was the most basic and crucial knowledge for Yan Jingxing, who was extremely lacking in experience in fighting with similar people.

For example, he has now understood that in the battle between the wearers, the strength of the body is determined by two dimensions, and the outcome is also determined by the comparison between the two:

On the one hand, there is basic performance, which seems to be related to the so-called "degree of evolution."

His prototype has the ability to easily break the sound barrier when it explodes, but the speed of the angel body is obviously more exaggerated. Its average speed is between Mach 3 and Mach 5 - like a human-shaped cruise missile scurrying around. It can still flexibly adjust direction and speed, and has sustainable super destructive power.

Faced with this overwhelming speed difference, it was impossible for Yan Jingxing to start a close combat with the opponent. If he tried to use the spiral gun to destroy the opponent's body, he could only be beaten down;

But it was even more difficult to keep the distance. The opponent's speed was several times his own. If he was not careful, it would be difficult for him to capture the opponent's movement track.

In addition, the strength of the savior's body armor structure, explosive power, etc. are obviously stronger than the prototype. He can punch him without breaking the defense at all, while the opponent can beat him to the point of danger with just his fists.

On the other hand, the strength of the body is determined by the "organ weapons". Each body possesses powerful weapons that surpass the level of human technology, such as the spiral gun that can crush all natural materials and has the function of free deformation.

By devouring each other, the wearers can not only improve their own "evolution" and improve the basic performance of all aspects of the body; they can also obtain the other party's organs and weapons, which can be said to be a comprehensive improvement. No wonder their battles with each other will become a life-or-death battlefield. .

"Winning or losing is determined by the comprehensive difference between the two."

Now that the basic performance has fallen behind, the only thing he can consider is how to use the weapon.

The prototype's rampage just now was not without its benefits, because Yan Jingxing mastered the use of the second weapon sleeping in his body.

"Clustered sonic pulse cannon..."

Compared to close combat with the Spiral Gun, shelling is more likely to cause damage. In fact, he did do it. As long as he could find a way to hit——

Thinking about this moment, Yan Jingxing suddenly remembered the phenomenon he had just observed: the pair of wings on the savior's back that were about to be removed, but returned to their original appearance in a very short period of time, and he couldn't help but feel a haze in his heart.

Is this also a difference caused by basic performance? Or is it some kind of organ weapon with a regenerative effect? Even if he can hit once or twice, he still can't make a final decision. If the other party recovers again, wouldn't he be doing useless work...

No, you can't think like that.

Even if there is only a little hope, he will not give up.

The angel's heavy fist, accompanied by a sharp roar that broke the limit of sound, once again fell on the giant's face.

This time, he had no defense or use of force to dodge, and he took the punch forcefully. The shock wave penetrated from the back of the head, whipping up strong winds, followed by explosions.

He felt that his head was exploding with a "bang", and he had no doubt that he had gone brain-destroying, and maybe half of his head had been blown off.

But as long as he can continue thinking——

Most of the head was shattered, leaving only a scarlet pupil and a black hole exposed by the open mouth.

The spiral gun protruded from behind. The savior tried to block it with his wings, but at this moment he was tightly grasped by the giant's palm.

"……Ah."

He heard the other party chuckle.

The wings were completely torn apart... No, he detached himself! The savior escaped from this, and after a light turn, he flew into the sky.

But it's too late. At this distance, he can definitely hit with one blow!

Yan Jingxing controlled all the heat in his body and concentrated it into the emission port of his mouth.

Clustered Sonic Pulse Cannon·Maximum Power!

"boom!"



Everything was silent.

The first thing that catches the eye is the white that fills the sky and the earth.

The blazing white light engulfed the earth, and it was not until more than ten seconds later that the burned retinas could clearly see the scene in front of them:

Everything around him, including trees, rocks, and soil, was burned up in a very short period of time and turned into dust that was blown away by the wind.

A large, bottomless hole appeared on the ground, extending straight into the depths of the ground.

The inner wall of the pit presents a smooth glassy surface formed due to high temperatures, and even the air still carries the residual heat and ionized smell of the bombardment, which continues to reverberate in this area like radiation.

Yan Jingxing chose to dodge at the first moment, but even so, half of his arm was swallowed up in the blink of an eye.

Now he has lost half his head and half his body, his bones and armor are completely broken, his nerve bundles are exposed, and his torso is empty. The prototype's oppressive giant body no longer looks tall and majestic, but looks dilapidated.

With such a horrific injury, if he were a human, he would have died a long time ago; but because he was in a state of fusion with the body, the tissues that made up his life still remained inside the body. As long as the body was not destroyed, he would not die.

However, once the fusion time is over...

Yan Jingxing forced himself not to think about this problem, because the current situation was more severe than the future in a few minutes.

The tragic scene before him was not caused by his clustered sonic pulse cannon.

On the one hand, the sonic pulse cannon does not release high temperatures, but destroys objects from the inside in a silent manner; on the other hand, the bombardment it releases is from the bottom up, and the big burning hole in front of you is obviously fired from the top. Penetrated by the next blow.

He saw clearly just now: the angel suspended in the air clasped his hands together as if praying, and then a huge beam of light bloomed from it.

That is...a weapon belonging to the savior!

"It is a big mistake to think that only you can unleash large-scale long-range bombardment. For the body to show overwhelming power in front of humans when necessary, there is nothing more suitable than the bombardment-type 'organ weapon' weapons."

The voice sounded condescending.

"Nuclear-excited free-electron X-ray laser cannon, but I prefer to call it..."

"——[Weiguang]."

The intact body of the Savior stood in the air, and the fragments of the wings behind it fell off little by little, like dried lime powder.

After breaking away, the exposed wings were no longer made of hard bones, but softer and more illusory light and shadow... This pair of wings was more than ten times larger than the original wings, directly reaching a height of more than one hundred meters. Length, every feather shines with astonishing brilliance.

The light accumulated on the open wings became more and more dazzling until the body of the Savior transformed into a sun hanging in the night sky.

"I've said it before, right? The entanglement between the secrets of the Prime Body and Alpha Planet and human history began a long time ago. They have left countless deep imprints on the dark side of history. Once they are lucky enough to be recorded, , will become an unsolved mystery that is difficult to explain..."

"So, can you guess why my body is called 'Savior'?"

Yan Jingxing raised his head.

At some point, it turned out that the rain had started to fall.

But he didn't feel the rain at all. Because the tens of millions of tons of water that fell from the sky in the sky over this area all evaporated into mist in the middle.

Fierce flames engulfed the world like ocean waves, and the sun high in the night sky shone brightly.

Neither the dark clouds before the storm nor the night covering the sky and earth can cover up the sun that dominates the world.

The gloomy sky was completely ignited.

The body suspended in the air is closer to a god than an angel.

Even before the war started, Yan Jingxing thought that the chance of victory was slim; but after seeing the savior's true form with his own eyes, he still felt suffocated——

This is one of the strongest dressers in the world.

Not on the same level at all...

Yan Jingxing felt deeply powerless.

"——Because the previous host of this body was also called the 'Savior' by the world."

"His name is Jesus Christ."

(End of chapter)