"——I can't hold it anymore! These robots are really like mad dogs!"
"We can't retreat! Protect the church! If Su Mingan dies, we won't be able to resist him at all, and Caiusta will be finished!"
Under the thick dark clouds, the city-state collapsed like a deep sea. Thunder flashed between the clouds, illuminating the blood rain on people's faces.
The church standing in the night was covered with robot wreckage. The fragmented corpses of soldiers were floating everywhere, and blood accumulated in pools of blood. Players defended the church and fought off waves of robot attacks.
This is the first time since the beginning of the Ninth World that players are so united - they have a commander they must protect.
"Xiao Qi! Learn what I do!"
Among the crowd, a white-haired veteran turned his palms out and used his waist as a shaft to create a path in the firelight.
I saw his palms fluttering, seeming to cause an invisible storm. The incoming bullets seemed to have encountered an air vortex and bounced back with his movements. His apprentice Zhang Xiaoqi had learned a lot, and between the two of them, they cooperated to protect him. Many other players were too late to dodge.
This is a major branch of the player's melee profession - [Qigong Master]. The signature skill of this profession [Spiral Power] can suppress most physical damage.
Not all players have unique hidden professions. In fact, the professions of most players overlap. Someone in the World Forum compiled a profession system, which is roughly divided into five major systems-melee profession, long-range attack profession, and spiritual profession. Summoning profession, halo profession.
According to rough statistics, more than 100,000 players have obtained the "Lancer" profession alone, and their professional skills are almost identical.
According to rough statistics, the profession with the largest number of players is "Fire Mage", and the total number of players holding this profession exceeds 500,000. In this way, it is understandable that Aini is so persistent in "The Mystery of Fire". After all, he is 50 The most powerful of all fire methods.
"Moonlight blessing!"
Among the players, a woman dressed like the Greek Moon Goddess raised her hands high to provide a defensive shield for the people.
"Come on! Xiaolin!"
The young man wearing a peaked cap shouted loudly, and his cat-shaped octopus summoned beast tore apart the body of the mechanical army.
"Buzz!"
A pair of wings sprouted from the back of the angel player Windsor, and rainbow-like brilliance enveloped everyone.
Higurashi who slashed with the black sword, Fang Yuan who used the electromagnetic stance, Healing player Anjima Yoshiko, Violent close combat type balls... These colorful light waves, energy, and flames cooperated with each other, as if it was raining A large light rain.
The church glowed with a warm yellow light, but people were not in a good mood. They could vaguely see the blood-red eyes in the sky, which seemed to be getting closer and closer.
That kind of... look like a human looking down at an ant, like a look at a high-dimensional creature looking down at a low-dimensional creature, like a butcher looking at the livestock about to be slaughtered... This kind of "overlooking" perspective makes people feel hairy. Hemp, it seems that if you look at Him, you can feel the trembling of your soul and hear the subtle whispers of temptation...
Even if they hug each other tightly, they are just an ant rolling through the fireball. As the ants on the outside continue to be burned to death, the ants inside gradually tremble.
"Did we... take the wrong route? Is there something wrong with this copy?" Some people are panicking. The mental pollution brought by [Tavi] can easily make people confused.
"Don't look at those eyes in the sky!" someone shouted.
"Does its appearance mean that [Taiwan] has finally broken through the firewall and can intervene in the world? Then it is impossible for humans to survive!"
Not everyone is calm. After the initial enthusiasm for star chasing fades, some people start to cause chaos. Once chaos appears among the crowd, it spreads quickly like an infectious disease.
"calm down!"
The player Angelica lowered her staff, and the green vines spread, stopping the noisy players. "Boom——!" At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the distance. A body like a huge mountain stood at the end of the street. He appeared and looked down at them coldly and silently.
Angelica knows that
A huge mountain - it was the great killer weapon of the City of Gods that appeared during the War of Dawn, a heavy robot with a combat power of over 3,000 points.
"..." Her pupils began to tremble.
After that heavy robot, a large wave of mechanical troops approached, and many people's mana had already bottomed out.
But people have no way to escape, and every time they look back, they are surrounded by a black and overwhelming mechanical army.
If you look down from a high altitude, you can see that the church is surrounded by countless dark rivers. Since the soldiers have lost their means of communication, the church is like an isolated island.
"Who can find a way out..." A girl with a ponytail looked at this scene with a trembling voice. "Even if Su Mingan wakes up, it won't work. His condition must be extremely bad..."
"The combat power of the heavy robot exceeds 3,000 points. Does anyone have a large-scale group attack method? This is the most effective method right now!" Qiuqiu shouted loudly.
No one responded to her, and panic spread among the crowd.
During the heavy rain, the strong wind whipped up a black storm mixed with metal fragments, swallowing up the streets, houses, and street lights in their eyes. The scarlet eyes in the sky seemed to have a mocking smile.
Small.
For a moment, the players only had this concept left in their minds - Xiaoxiao.
They once thought that as long as they, the fourth natural disaster, gathered together, they would be able to suppress all chaos. But they did not expect that the chaos was themselves.
"Cough...cough!"
Rimusheng slashed him with his sword, and even his face was covered with traces of smoke and fire.
He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his arm was numb from swinging the knife, which reminded him of the Kraken siege in Praia.
Just then - he heard a crisp "click" sound. His eyes moved slightly.
A touch of warm yellow light suddenly spilled out and fell on the players' feet, thighs, backs, and shoulders. Finally, it smoothly went up and sprinkled on their hair.
The church door was pushed open.
The warm yellow light in the hall spilled through the gap. At the door of the church, the black-haired young man pushed open the long-closed door. In the light, the sapphire on his shoulders shone slightly, and the cloak behind him was as red as blood. , the shadows under my feet were stretched by the light.
The players fell silent for a moment.
The crowd seemed to have been pressed on a still button. Only the footsteps of "ta, da, da" were left. "Su Ming'an!!!" Suddenly, a girl with a ponytail took the lead in shouting, her face turned red.
"Su Ming'an!" "Su Ming'an!"
After her, like waves, calls sounded one after another, followed by hundreds of voices, people calling this name over and over again. Mixed with all the positive emotions such as joy, expectation, excitement, it seemed that They were shouting some holy sound in unison.
Higurashi suddenly had a bad feeling.
These people... are simply like a group of fanatical believers who saw their "gods" coming out of the church.
Su Mingan's expression did not change. He walked straight towards the heavy robot. The players immediately stopped the chaos and spontaneously made way for him.
Like Moses parting the sea, Su Mingan stepped across this long line and walked to the front of the crowd. Everyone looked at him excitedly.
"Su Ming'an, I love you!!!" Many people said excitedly.
"I'm on TV! Yay! It's a wonderful night today♪ even though we have never met♪."
"Su Ming'an! Wife! Wife! Mom!" Su Ming'an ignored these noisy sounds. Facing the heavy robot that was getting closer and closer, he raised his head.
The players looked at him expectantly. They thought that Su Ming'an should start with Judgment, and then the space would shake. This is the routine of "First Player Su Ming'an", and they are already familiar with it.
But even though the heavy robot was very close, Su Mingan showed no sign of raising his hand to judge. He just took a few steps closer and read a few syllables: "Chey, Hasay, Bu."
In an instant, the heavy weapon approaching like a huge mountain stopped.
As if the sleep button was pressed, the red color representing energy in its eyes instantly went out.
The entire big iron body stopped in place. The players never imagined that Su Mingan actually knew how to shut down these heavy robots.
"Is this the advantage brought by Asa Akto's innate identity? He knows the password to turn off the robot without having to fight." Someone said sourly.
"He is the number one player after all." "I'm envious..." someone said with emotion. Su Mingan still ignored them.
At this moment, Noel\Yamada Town and others chased him out of the church, calling his name anxiously.
Su Mingan did not look back. His figure flashed and quickly stepped into the dark heavy rain. There was almost nothing in those dark gray eyes.
Between heavy rains.
On the other side of the city, a white-haired young man sat on a bench and looked into the distance at the rolling night sky.
He was soaked by the rain, and even the bandage on his lower abdomen was bleeding. His whole figure looked like a pale oil painting. Only a bright red butterfly rested on his frostbite-covered fingertips.
Passers-by who were fleeing saw him and immediately hurried away, for fear of encountering a lunatic. "Why does that man look so much like Lin Guang..." "No way, it's been more than twenty years..."
The rain knocked down the ginkgo leaves, fell on the shoulders of the white-haired young man, and slid down along the cold wind, like the sudden warm colors in a stack of oil paintings. He remained motionless, like a pale stone sculpture.
At this moment, an umbrella hit him on the head.
He raised his head and saw a little girl standing on tiptoes to hold an umbrella for him. The girl must be a resident of the inner city. She was wearing a delicate cotton-padded jacket and her cheeks were rosy.
"Little brother, who are you? Why are you sitting here alone?" The girl's big eyes blinked.
"Go away." Lin Guang cursed when he opened his mouth.
The girl said a little aggrievedly: "But if you are alone in the rain, you will get sick. I heard that there is a war in the city and it is very dangerous here."
She felt that the thin young man in front of her didn't look like a soldier. His face was so bad that he looked like an ordinary person.
Lin Guang didn't speak, just stared at the girl, his eyes filled with uncontrollable cumulus clouds and murderous intent.
"Do you want to go home with me?" The girl said, "There is no one in my family now. My mother is gone and my father is gone. But I have a lot of medicine at home. I can cure you."
Lin Guang felt impatient. He wanted to knock over the umbrella in the girl's hand, but he bumped into the backpack beside him. In an instant, the scattered music scores and paints inside were scattered all over the floor. He immediately went to pick it up, but luckily he caught it before it got wet. stand up.
"You like painting? I like it too!" When the girl saw this, she suddenly beamed: "I have a batch of paints at home, can you paint for me? My parents have never made friends for me, and now they are missing on the battlefield. , I want to make a friend! "
Lin Guang's expression finally changed - along the way he was traveling, it was difficult to find paint, and people only had bread and water in their hands.
"Take me there," he said.
"Okay! I'll take you there!" The girl jumped forward. She finally made a new friend today.
They walked around the area where there was fighting and came to a small civilian house. The girl asked him to wait at the door. She went to get paint and slippers, and Lin Guang waited at the door according to her words.
According to the girl, she had the last batch of paints from the city-state. If her mother hadn't liked painting before, she wouldn't have even had this last batch of paints.
Lin Guang began to conceive. He wanted to recreate the painting he had painted before. If he had paint... a warm smile appeared on his face.
"Little brother! I found the paint! I'll look for the slippers later..." A girl's voice came from inside the house.
Lin Guang nodded, and suddenly heard a rich male voice from behind:
"——Yes! That's him! I saw him on the park bench before! That's Lin Guang!" "Kill him! Kill him! If we kill him, Su Mingan will be very happy!!"
A moment.
The artillery fire fell on top of his head and exploded suddenly, spitting out fire!
Lin Guang immediately stretched out his hand to block the fire around him, but saw the residential house in front of him falling apart in the fire.
Three seconds later, he rushed into the resident's house and saw a blackened calf.
Drooping between the burning umbrella cloth. The light in the girl's eyes faded, and her face was full of confusion.
"Little brother..." Blood gushed out of her mouth: "Why...what..."
"I just...want a...friend." She died before she could finish her words.
Lin Guang stared at this scene blankly. He saw that the last batch of paint on the ground was destroyed in the fire. There was no chance of reappearance. He never painted again.
"..." He slowly turned back and looked at a group of heavily armed players.
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