"Call your name Noda."
Noda remembered that this name was given to him by one of the earliest infected people.
In Tariq's dialect, Noda means glory, and the word glory is a cheap and precious contradictory existence in the wild and wild West.
It is cheap because no one in the West, where even "tomorrow is very gloomy," thinks about what glory is. And the reason why it is precious is because in the eyes of Westerners, only those who do not worry about a full meal and are not afraid Starving cowboys or detectives have their glory. Civilians don't deserve to think about it.
Noda clearly remembered that the infected person was not the strong crystal pioneers now. He was an old, vulnerable man, and the crystals in his skin were turbid, as creepy as rocks with fish scales. Disease eroded his body, and the tumors in his joints emitted a foul stench that drove away all living things.
But Noda still remembered that day, this old man tremblingly carried a rusty cowboy pistol and slowly walked into the heavily guarded Pinkerton Detective Agency. . At that time, the desolation disease broke out, and Noda, who was imprisoned and awaiting retribution, only heard three gunshots and the sound of flesh and blood bursting out.
When the cell door was shot through by bullets, wrinkled hands opened the cell door, and Noda, who had been completely infected with the desolation, slowly raised his head. The man had his back to the dim sky, with a slight mockery on his pale face. He looked at himself and said in a hoarse voice like a broken bellows:
"You will be called Noda from now on."
"You will have the body of a demigod, infinite strength, and the strongest will."
You will become the glory of the Desolate, leading the Crystal Heralds to tear apart the hypocritical kingdom full of lies and deceit. Noda, you are destined to hold a sharp blade and move forward indomitably.
I am destined to move forward!
At least, that's what Noda thought before seeing the 10cm caliber magic blast bomb.
It was a perfect murder weapon, and its launcher was a magic energy propeller made of black abyss mithril. Embedded inside is a set of perfect energy-supply arrays that can erupt with devastating kinetic energy in a short period of time. The streamlined shape, complex and practical smart plug-in devices, and the high-endurance anti-gravity module used to offset recoil make this weapon that can fire "bullets" with a radius of ten centimeters become the most dazzling star.
This magical energy blasting device, which Zhou Li named "Ping'an County Destroyer", was extremely expensive to make. It took Magnum three years to build just this one. Among them, the explosive bomb made of high-load alloy is worth five thousand gold coins. Every time the trigger is pulled, it is equivalent to burning down a property in the center of Silver City.
But does Zhou Li care about this?
He cared, but when Magnum III painfully provided five bullets, he no longer cared.
As for Torea, she perfectly embodies the spirit of "I don't feel bad if I betray my father". After confirming that the surrounding environment could withstand a shot of the Heian County Destroyer, Torea took out this devastating weapon without hesitation, and pulled the trigger under Noda's horrified gaze.
The silver-white explosive bomb was like a gift from an angel, holy and beautiful. In Noda's eyes, this streamlined sphere that resembled the Virgin's tears contained too much of the world's malice towards him.
Where is your knife? Where is your sword? Where are your crossbows and professional powers?
Why can you take out an explosive launcher from your waist? Why are your soldiers holding a hundred fucking brand new magic guns and firing randomly? What about your morals? What about your professionalism?
What about your humanity?
I can move forward bravely, but that is with a knife and a sword! Instead of holding a magic gun with no professionalism and doing nothing except pulling the trigger, it is an imbecile behavior that can accomplish the same operation with a goblin!
However, no matter how Noda roared in his heart, his instinct reminded him crazily that once this high-energy explosive bomb worth five thousand gold coins came into close contact with him, even if it had been strengthened to the level of a demigod, his body would still be unable to withstand such a blast. impact.
run! Run! Run to death!
There was no hesitation, not even a blink of the crystal-covered eyes. Noda's hands grasped the infected person who had been penetrated by the bullet, and threw him heavily towards the grenade. At the same time, he used the recoil to rush backwards, using all the force he could use to create a terrifying hole in the floor.
boom! ! ! !
This sound made even the aunt who was cleaning the house ten kilometers away jump up in fright. Visible to the naked eye, in the space where the bullet exploded, all "matter" no longer existed, leaving only the most primitive landforms and rocks.
Stretch out your hand and retract the energy beam array on the ground that is used to reduce the scope of the bomb. Torea looked at the miserable figure whose body was covered with blood and kept running away. He stretched out his finger and tapped the earring lightly, and said softly:
"The prey is stung by the needle and is fleeing."
"receive."
From the earrings, Don Quixote's firm voice sounded.
Nuoda's eyes were only blood red, and he could no longer feel the existence of the left half of his body. If Torrea hadn't used a magic circle to limit the impact of the entire building in fear of blowing it to pieces, I'm afraid Noda wouldn't have been able to survive the horrific explosion.
What kind of monsters are they? !
What kind of weapon is this? Why have I never seen it? !
What exactly is Tariq doing? Are they going to develop a weapon that will destroy the world? Are they crazy?
Not knowing the law that "gods forbid magic firearms", Noda covered his left arm, aimed at the glass rooftop on the second floor, used his legs hard, and jumped directly into the air.
As long as I can reach somewhere and break the glass, I can escape from here along the secret passage.
Noda gasped, and he found hope in mid-air. As the building's former designer, Noda has the entire building's structural diagram tattooed all over his back. He clearly remembers every corner and every secret passage. He firmly believed that he could escape from here no matter what.
Of course, within three seconds, he was no longer confident.
On the rooftop, Don Quixote and ten fully armed Guardian Shield soldiers took out shields of the same appearance. These shields are entirely made of black metal. The most eye-catching thing is that there is a high-strength glass reflective device on the outside of the shield.
Inside the device is a "Red Sun II Brilliant Light Magic Device" used to light the Yingnan Royal Family. It can reflect a high-intensity bright light through high-intensity crystal glass in one second, directly forming an extremely lethal light curtain.
Commonly known as, high-beam dog.
Noda had never wanted to curse someone as much as he did today. He didn't understand why he was beaten by these weird things and was unable to fight back. He just wanted to cover his eyes with crystals, but the only knowledge he had when building a building reminded him that it would only make him blind in two eyes, to have two holes in his head burned by light, which represented imbecility.
Don Quixote did not understand Noda's mood. On the contrary, she felt her blood boiling up at this moment. She looked at the crystal monster that was blinded by the shock and had to fall vertically to the ground. A smile that she didn't even notice appeared on her face.
Noda, who had just recovered some vision and was preparing to escape with the help of crystals in his body, accurately captured the neat and weak "click, click, click" sound. His fighting instinct made him hold his hands directly on the ground, and a crystal wall rose from the ground, isolating him from the terrifying flashing dog.
"Teams 3, 4, and 5, conduct the first round of attacks!"
Don Quixote doesn't quite understand the so-called "firearms penetration," but she understands fire coverage. The Guardian Shield is not as proficient in various special operations as the Second Legion and has a bunch of strange devices. However, the Guardian Shield is extremely physically strong and can carry thousands of magic bullets on its back.
Zhou Li once said that Marx could not save the people of this world, but Maxim could give it a try. Although Don Quixote didn't know the two people he was talking about at all, he knew the book and the magic wheel machine gun.
Wearing heavy metal armor and carrying a standard 5,000 rounds of ammunition, the 345th Guardian Shield walked out from behind her, took out an eighteen-barrel magic minigun, and pulled the trigger.
Just when Noda was preparing to use this wall to dig an tunnel, it heard a voice. It was like wheels starting to turn, like the sound of the breeze blowing before a storm.
Then, there is the funeral song of hell.
He stretched out his hand and took off Tia's sunglasses, who was staring at everything with her mouth agape. Then he took out a pair of earplugs and put them on her head. Torrea, who was half-crouched and hugging her knees, patted Tia, who was grinning from ear to ear, as if to comfort her.
As for Lorca...
Unconscious, he was now lying face down on the ground, unnoticed.
Like duckweed in a storm, a boat in a tsunami, or toilet paper in a dormitory, the crystal wall was torn apart by the storm of bullets in less than a second. When the cracking sound sounded, Noda, who was licked by the tongues of fire that followed, could no longer tell whether the wall was broken or his own body was broken.
All he knew was that he was heartbroken.
Darkness enveloped him, but Noda showed no despair. Instead, he smiled.
On his body, green crystals covered every inch of his skin. This is Noda's specialty, energy-absorbing crystals.
This kind of crystal will absorb the kinetic energy it receives for a certain period of time and then release it. These green crystals are the bones in his body. When the last moment comes, he can cover the surface with these crystals, and then...
"You didn't expect it, stupid human being, this is my escape route!!!!"
Having never finished a sentence so fluently, Nuoda roared with the pleasure of succeeding in the game and released his kinetic energy. He had already adjusted the angle, and right behind him, a wall in disrepair was waiting for him to smash into it, and then jump into the alley extending in all directions.
Flying into the air like a kite, Noda quickly retreated backwards, grinning widely, looking mockingly at the disappearing figure of Don Quixote.
I won.
Human beings will always be weak waste. Only Crystal is the race that can truly rule this planet.
As his back touched the fragile wall, the scenery in Noda's eyes changed from the airport to a dim alley. It laughed, laughed wantonly.
happy.
After receiving the news, Zhou Li, who had been waiting for a long time, stood on the roof of the car. The thirty-six-turn machine gun, which could only be used by a heavily armored vehicle, slowly rotated and aimed at the figure laughing wildly in mid-air.
I can't be happy anymore.
When that familiar voice sounded, Nuoda couldn't be happy anymore.
The bullet penetrated the skin, penetrated the crystal, and penetrated the heart.
Nuoda is like a monster from Devil May Cry 5. He has legs but is flying in the sky.
Birds fly with their wings, but Noda flies with .50 heavy machine gun magic bullets.
"This thing still works."
He looked at the crystal monster in front of him that collapsed to the ground, ending his first and only flight. Zhou Li patted his good friend with satisfaction, grinned brightly at the stunned Prince Evan.
"How's it going? I just said don't worry."
"Don't be afraid, we are a rescue team."
Patting the shoulder of Tia, who had wide eyes and a confused face, and was obviously shocked by the series of operations just now, Torea stiffly imitated Zhou Li, slowed down her tone, and said to Tia: "We are helping you. of."
"I..."
Tia, who had recovered slightly, gave Tolea a complicated look. She opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything.
Her current mood is like that of the Purple Cloud Fairy, waiting for her beloved to greet her with his feet on the colorful auspicious clouds and holding a purple gold sword. But she waited for a strong man sitting on a Tiger tank, holding a Magnum revolver in his left hand and a Maxim machine gun in his right hand.
Almost the same, at least in similar form.
"Who are you?"
Lorca slowly climbed up from the ground. He covered his head, which seemed to have been shaken by an earthquake. He raised his head tremblingly and asked Torea: "Did you just treat me as bait?"
As an adventurer, Lorca, after ending his coma that lasted for tens of seconds, figured out what this legion of unknown origin had just done. There is one among them, they seem to regard themselves as bait, waiting for the big fish to take the bait.
"This is what I...my commander taught me, to surround the corpse and call for reinforcements."
Tolea, who didn't know how to adapt, let alone the sophistication of the world, followed Zhou Li's instructions and did not directly look at each other coldly. Instead, she honestly stated her tactics.
It was obvious that Luo Ka had no idea that the beautiful and cold-tempered woman in front of him would be so frank, which made everything he wanted to say stuck in his throat and he couldn't say anything.
At this time, Tia, who had come back to her senses, patted her brother on the shoulder with complicated eyes, and comforted him with a confused and sad face: "Lorca, don't worry about this, this is also a kind of tactic. "
After saying this, as if she felt that the comfort was not enough, she added another sentence.
"And it's okay, I've used you as bait before, it's the same."
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
An Easter egg that is not an Easter egg. Zhou Li’s birthday is the same day as mine.
