This scene, a scene of one man attacking the city and overlooking thousands of troops from the top of the Dead Iron City, if it could be seen and recorded by humans on Blue Star, it would almost certainly become the most iconic and legendary event in the history of energy civilization wars. moment one.
However, this is not possible, because the attacker standing on the top of the iron wall is the only human being on this dead planet and in this battle for the fate of the species.
"Actually, even if there is another human on Mars, there probably won't be enough time to record this scene, right?" Suddenly, she thought of her own collection of jokes, along with the epic scenes of her arch-rival Han Qingyu, and Pink Peg couldn't help but feel a little regretful and depressed. .
Because, the scene just now was not actually a freeze frame. It only existed for a moment, not even a second.
This is a raid. A chance to attack that Pegmont finally won with great effort, perseverance and wisdom. He finally saw the traction field. It had been activated and had to be stopped. He finally climbed over the iron city wall. After being smashed at a low place for a long time, he felt condescending for the first time.
The battle situation did not allow it... He could not and would not hesitate and delay... even for 0.1 seconds.
Supporting it with his left hand, he took the last step of the leap, and a touch of pink flew in the wind from a high place... While he was leaping up, Pegmont slapped the last source energy block into the metal box of the device, and completed the draw of the sword.
Less than half an hour had passed since the battle, but he was already injured, with seven wounds all over his body, including blood, flesh, and bones.
At the same time, the source of energy is insufficient and time is tight...
So, this is the only chance. This is the final blow. The unsheathed long iron sword slashed forward, and the moonlight shone brightly on its blade, just once.
"boom!"
A majestic burst of source energy made the towering iron walls tremble and hum.
The six newly replaced source energy blocks in the device's metal box consumed one third of them in an instant. The life source energy exploded suicidal beyond its limits, burning everything... This was the God of War's death.
In a foreign land, an uninhabited land.
"For that distant hometown, human beings, ethnic groups, everything that is breathing..." On a moonlit night with strong wind, Pegmont raised a knife with both hands on the top of a few hundred meters of iron wall, leaned forward, and stepped out with an explosion of energy.
From high to low, diagonal lasing...
The sound of the wind is like cracking,
Men and swords rushed towards the traction field.
At the same time, "Ouch! Ode..." The collective source energy of 10,000 large spikes on the ground exploded.
In the field of vision, with the traction field as the target and center, there were thousands of black armors and blue-tinted spikes, and they simultaneously completed the forward charging, standing still and stacking up.
Then, nearly three hundred more intense source energy bursts sounded out.
Among them, more than two hundred red-shouldered figures were running wildly from all directions and positions, waving pillar swords, and started to run around the traction field. They took one or more steps onto the high platform stacked with black armor and blue-tinted spikes, and kept leaping up. , slashing into the air.
Dozens more red-shouldered figures jumped up one after another from the huge underground pit where the traction site was located. After exiting the pit, they also jumped into the air with all their strength and positioned themselves above the spire of the traction site to build an aerial barrier.
For a moment, the entire mid-air, in all directions, high and low, was full of red shoulders gliding towards with swords raised...
Pegmont chopped down.
If ignored.
There were no twists and turns or adjustments in the route, nor was there any slowing down or avoidance. Just like this, we just moved forward in a straight line, raising our knife and heading towards the towing field.
Because of differences in take-off time and angle, as well as differences in speed, of course not all red shoulders can gather at the same time, nor can all red shoulders appear on the way to Pegmont.
Most of them missed and could not touch the attacking line.
Moreover, even if they were blocked, their relative speed and impact would still be far inferior to Pegmont's.
There were probably dozens of Red Shoulders that jumped up in the first wave. Because of their misjudgment of Pegmount's speed, they all flew into the air and missed him.
The second wave, "Boom!"
A large group of sharp peaks that had just gathered suddenly scattered in the air like a pile of corpses being exploded. At least two to three of them had their bodies broken into pieces.
It penetrated directly without any hindrance, crashed through... like an arrow piercing a target.
During this process, Pegmont didn't even raise his knife to chop. He just held the knife forward and completed the breakthrough completely relying on absolute speed and impact.
There was no new wound on his body.
However, because his body itself was continuously in a state of overload and explosion, and the energy of the collision was recoiled, his internal organs were in pain and he was bleeding profusely.
It was bleeding, and blood was constantly overflowing and dripping from Pegmont's lips, nostrils, and ears.
But he didn't even open his mouth, and he didn't have any reaction like ordinary people would vomit blood.
Because everything is suppressed. At this moment, any movement would break his current state of absolute concentration, condensed like an arrow, and moving forward indomitably.
Pegmont's overloaded body was always on the verge of self-collapse.
"boom!"
"boom!"
All over the sky, burly bodies with red shoulders were flying sideways and diagonally.
The sky was filled with Pegmont's blood.
Then, finally, "Ode!"
Pegmont exploded with all his strength in the air for the second time, raised his sword again, and at the same time actively gave up his body's source energy defense, condensing all energy in front.
More than half of the last six pieces of source energy were consumed.
"..." The cry from the bottom of my heart was silent.
He sped up!
Based on the incredible speed that originally exceeded the limit, after passing through three blocks in a row, the impact force would be lost, and the body suffered both internal and external injuries. The human super combat power, Pegmont, actually accelerated in the air again to win even more. The strong posture just now continued to slash towards the ground traction field.
The ground was not far away, but the defense was still there. A barrier composed of red shoulders leaping out of the pit of the traction field, which had just been formed, appeared in front of him.
At least, forty.
Of course, because they did not form layers this time, only some of them can really compete with Pegmont. As long as Pegmont is not blocked, most of the red shoulders will have no chance to take action against him or stop him.
A critical moment.
Pegmont made a sudden move, switching to holding the knife in one hand with his left hand, while raising his right hand slightly.
"boom!"
In the air, at the moment Pegmont suddenly raised his hand, a ferocious blue light beam sword shot towards the barrier composed of red shoulders above the traction tower like a bursting javelin.
——Hit! The sound of bombardment came out only after the bomb hit.
No one with a high-end thought of this pillar sword and this move. Even from the beginning to the end, they did not discover or notice when and where Pegmont picked it up. After taking out the sword, he also carried a pillar sword behind his back.
The pillar sword was picked up by Pegmont from the air. Just now, he reached out to pick it up while flying in the sky after breaking through the third blockade, and carried it behind him.
As a super genius with high hopes in the human world, Pegmont has never admitted it, but in his heart, he has always been envious of Han Qingyu for being able to control the dead iron with his characteristics and linking it with the pillar sword... He is especially envious tonight. .
He thought that if he had the characteristics that were suitable for outnumbered enemies and long-distance attacks, the chances of success in today's battle would be much higher.
Unfortunately, he can't.
Regret... Until just now, I caught a glimpse of this pillar sword out of the corner of my eye. An inspiration suddenly appeared in my mind. Pegmont chose to do it manually... "Anyway, there is no one else here. No one will say that I imitated that bastard."
The Pillar Sword bombarded the scene. Among the Red Shoulders, at least two Red Shoulders died on the spot and fell downwards. At the same time, the barrier formation was loosened.
The pillar sword was slashed back and shot towards Pegmont.
It flew against his cheek.
During this process, the human legion didn't even blink.
The Pegmont man stood up in the air, his upper body suddenly raised in the flying shot, and at the same time, he held the dead iron sword in his left hand with his right hand, waved his arm, jumped forward, and chopped it down.
Slash towards the red shoulder barrier above the towing field.
"Whoa! Whoa!"
The red shoulder barrier cracked through it. Flying sideways and falling to the ground.
Pegmont was covered in wounds and was almost bloody.
penetrate!
In the rain of blood, Pegmont's bloody figure continued to swing his sword towards the traction field.
At this moment, his body was disintegrating itself and his consciousness was gradually blurring.
But it doesn't matter, there is nothing blocking his sight now. The black armor and blue armor on the ground blocking the giant pit of the tractor tower could never block this final decisive blow.
"What the hell, I can't seem to go back."
"That's not right. I have done such an awesome thing. I have to go back. I have to let that old dwarf Bochen and that bastard Han Qingyu stand at attention and salute me."
He thought this in confusion.
80 meters, 60 meters, 40 meters...
"boom!"
Pegmount's last slash of the night was the real slash to the traction field. He held the long sword high and swung it forward...
In the end, it failed to be cut down.
A medium-sized large-pointed spacecraft flying close to the ground came from the side and hit him straight.
Pegmount was knocked flying two hundred meters.
Two hundred meters away, another large source energy spacecraft caught and adjusted its position, rushed straight down, and slammed the body of the only human warrior on the planet into the ground...
Blood is flying.
Source energy is exhausted.
After losing self-protection, Pegmont's broken energy device, metal box and connecting belt were flying.
He just hasn't put down his dead iron sword yet, Heng Dao, firmly pressing it against the bow of the source energy spacecraft.
The ship knocked him into the dirt.
It crashed into the soil for nearly a hundred meters.
…………
Gradually, everything finally calmed down.
The Red Shoulders stood up again, and the big peak group also gradually relaxed amid hesitation, and then slowly surrounded the source energy spacecraft that was partially embedded under the ground.
"he died?"
"……died."
On the ground, the redshoulders were talking. This was the first time in more than nine months that they were so sure that the strange, incomparable pink human was finally dead.
…………
"Am I dead? I seem to be dead."
"No, you're not dead. That bastard Han Qingyu didn't die even though he was seriously injured and blasted into the crater by Dai Er. How could you die because you were knocked into the ground by a spaceship?!"
"Hey, that makes sense. No, who the hell are you?"
"I, Pegmount."
"You're not dead? No, I'm not dead?"
Under the ground, the biggest bug and greatest hope in the history of human energy world, Pegmont, has chaotic consciousness, but just like the strange habit he developed during this lonely time, he is arguing and quarreling with himself.
