Lightning flashed across the dark night sky.
The light was bright and fast, but it took away the only light.
When the new light came on, Yuanye was the only one standing there.
Yuan Ye twisted the handle of the motorcycle, and the dazzling motorcycle lights came on with a heavy roar, illuminating the long dark street.
There was a violent vibration from the pure black motorcycle beneath him, and the dull roar became louder and louder.
But this is all false.
The roar came from the built-in speakers, and the vibration came from the built-in motor. What Yuan Ye was wearing was not a rare BMW, let alone a real car.
Compromises created by regulations, like the monster Don Quixote rushes towards that is actually a windmill, are false.
But so what, as long as the person charging is real, it doesn't matter whether the person charging is fake or the mount beneath him is fake.
Genya pulled out a knife from the side of the car. This knife was an industrial product given to him by Uesugi Tomohiko, so it was just right for killing him.
Yuanye switched the knife to his left hand. The knife flicked out a white light with the swing of his arm, which was the current remaining in the body when he used electromagnetic simulation before.
The electric light hit the ground and made a crisp sound, just like a horn. Yuanye rode a motorcycle and began to charge.
His position was quite clever. It was still five or six hundred meters away from the Black Dragon Building. If he entered further, he might be captured by the surveillance cameras deployed on the outer layer of the building, thus losing the suddenness of the attack.
This also means that Yuan Ye needs to face a full round of attacks before approaching the Black Dragon Building.
But Genya didn't care about this, otherwise he could sneak in secretly, without having to show off, and mock Uesugi Tomohiko.
The motorcycle accelerated very fast, and in a few breaths, the surrounding streets were reduced to an afterimage.
From Yuan Ye's current perspective, only one thing is clearly visible, and that is the Black Dragon Building in the distance.
Amidst the roar of the motorcycle, Yuan Ye's consciousness gradually drifted away. In his view, the building was no longer a building made of reinforced concrete, but had turned into a dark dragon.
Some metaphysical thoughts dominated Genya's senses. This inexplicable feeling drove him to take out the evil ghost mask that Sato had given him just before he traveled through time.
Yuan Ye looked at the mask and was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that he would bring it over - maybe it was a subconscious effect?
——The one who slays the dragon cannot be an ordinary mortal, but must be a divine hero or an extremely ferocious evil spirit?
——Interesting, really interesting.
Yuanye laughed and put on the mask.
The laughter was stretched under the high-speed movement, and blocked by the mask, the original cheerful laughter turned into a high-frequency scream, which looked a bit like a real evil ghost.
After putting on the mask, Yuan Ye felt that a certain sense of violence in his heart was released and filled into his consciousness, increasing the "weight" of his "soul". After being "weighted", the "soul" was like a piece of The huge and unimaginable boulder smashed into the ocean of psychic energy.
Yuan Ye could feel the endless spiritual energy coming over like a sea wave, gathering around him, scrambling to pour into his body.
The spiritual ocean between heaven and earth formed a huge vortex, and Yuanye was the center of that vortex.
The high concentration of spiritual energy began to cause changes in the material world. The spiritual energy that originally flowed like water in Yuan Ye's senses reflected on the material world, setting off a manic wind.
The strong wind picked up the fallen leaves on the ground and wrapped them around Yuan Ye. Now Yuan Ye did not look like a modern knight, but really looked like an evil ghost who came out of an ancient book.
Everything in front of Yuan Ye became blurry, and the modern high-rise buildings gradually disappeared, turning into towering mountains in Yuan Ye's perception.
And he is the evil ghost running in the narrow valley. He is about to rush into the end of the valley to kill the black dragon living there.
At this moment, the black dragon finally noticed the evil ghost attacking him, and breathed out a mouthful of burning dragon breath.
The laser array mounted on the Black Dragon's building opened fire at Yuanye, and the blazing beam of light streaked across the night sky, illuminating the darkness and bringing with it the heat of death.
Yuanye opened the shield and deflected the beam.
The deflected beam of light scattered in all directions. The street was not surrounded by dense shops. For privacy reasons, the Black Dragon Building was surrounded by no one, so it was filled with trees. The high temperature of the beam ignited the trees, igniting the entire street. The streets were in flames.
Yuanye rushed out of the sea of fire, and the light whip composed of tracer bullets accurately stuck to him. The electromagnetic-driven projectiles bombarded his shield, bringing him huge mental pressure.
A new roar rang out from the black dragon's body, and the black dragon's dependents came out in full force.
The dead warriors who had completely transformed into prosthetics rushed out of the gate. They did not need motorcycles or vehicles. The power of their feet alone was enough to be faster than a galloping horse.
The achievements of modern industry can be seen in their bodies, but even so, although these dead soldiers have no qualifications, they have forcibly completed the whole-body prosthetic transformation while staring at the mental illness. Their punches are far more powerful than the main cannon of the water tank. The bombardment must be powerful.
When the cyborg warriors rushed over, the individual missiles they carried also began to fire. Under the illumination of the beam, a white smoke column streaked across the street.
Compared with the full power of the prosthetic bodies on these prosthetics, the muffled sound of the electromagnetic machine guns, and the roar of the motorcycle under Yuan Ye, the almost insignificant buzz produced by cutting the air at high speed came from above.
The extremely ferocious evil ghost naturally has his own family members, but the evil ghost does not need the combat power of the family members, he only needs enough weapons.
This is the drone that Yuan Ye had long ago placed in a lead box to avoid the electromagnetic pulse of EMP. It exists as his eyes. Now Yuan Ye can be said to have unilaterally mastered the intelligence power on the battlefield.
Golden metal pieces sprinkled from the box hanging under the drone, covering the entire battlefield.
Yuan Ye waved the knife in his left hand, and the electromagnetic simulation was running again. Pure white electric light shot out quickly, jumping between the metal pieces according to Yuan Ye's idea, and accurately hit the death of the prosthetic body rushing forward. Shi, paralyzed him directly.
Naturally, these prosthetic dead soldiers who usually hid in lead houses and evaded the energy detection network to survive did not install strong enough anti-electromagnetic pulse coatings, and were knocked down by Yuanye with one blow.
"Come on!" Yuan Ye shouted, the tyranny in his heart was released, giving him stronger power. The electric light jumped on his fingertips, and the bright light became a new light source in the battlefield, illuminating Yuan Ye. The evil ghost mask on Ye's face made him look even more terrifying.
