The competition in Fury Road has reached a fever pitch. Too many speedsters have committed suicide in the competition, thinking that they can escape from trouble by dying in the super world.
There were also speedsters who slowed down and were thrown out of bounds.
Until the last cameraman who was following the video was thrown out, several big screens turned off, and the game picture was completely lost.
Now the game status can only be judged by the ranking on the list.
Selene looks for information about Jane Doe.
I was shocked to find that he had entered the top 100, with a pixelated avatar grinning ferociously and in desperate need of a beating.
Selene just took out the communicator and clicked it, taking a photo as a souvenir. She never expected that in one day, two completely different new faces would appear on this dead face that had not changed for thousands of years and everyone owed him money.
face.
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The efficiency of the most pure fuel is far beyond the imagination of anonymous people.
Dali Miracle was forcefully stuffed into a fuel tank with layers of rotating serrations by an unknown person. His two legs were still exposed. The position above the waist was twisted into a condensed and refined body by the violent machinery that rotated at tens of thousands of revolutions per second.
The cylinder starts with raw materials, and impurities like blood and flesh are still splashing out crazily.
The Nameless Doe passed the critical point and reached the next plane with a higher speed threshold. Even he himself didn't know what speed he was reaching now.
His mind began to become confused, and the motorcycle under his seat was so hot that it was smoking. Under the violent concept of countercurrent, even the skin of his fingers began to melt, and it was completely adhered to the handlebar. If he wanted to pull it back regardless of gain or loss, the palm of his hand would
All skin and flesh will be torn off the fingertips.
What shocked Anonymous was that this was a plane where gravity was reversed and up, down, left, and right were completely ineffective.
Now he is leaning against a building of unknown height, soaring vertically at 90 degrees into the sky.
It's incredible.
There is nothing else on this plane, except for a blood-like sunset reflecting on the boundless ocean at dusk, and there is only a simple and simple giant tower holding the sky.
Anonymous drove the car completely against gravity and sprinted vertically. He saw countless workers repairing the windows of the giant tower.
This was not an illusion. Wumingshi felt that wonderful sense of familiarity again. He had this feeling of déjà vu every time he passed through each plane.
It was as if he had already experienced all the heavens and worlds.
"It's amazing, isn't it?"
"This is the final battlefield of Fury Road."
"Since the beginning of time, no one has been able to break through the critical point here."
"Because the speed limit here is too high, there is no limit at all."
"I heard that this plane is called the Endless Sea."
"There is a scholar in the wasteland who was once a worker in the Endless Sea. He was unlucky and accidentally crashed and entered the wasteland. However, he felt that the wasteland was countless times better than here."
"The sea level here is always rising, and people living here can only build towers indefinitely to avoid being swallowed by the sea water."
"This is an area with a serious lack of basic concepts. It is a paradise for corpse hunters. On the contrary, no efficient technology can be born. The unfortunate souls from other planes will return to the tower and be used for construction by the people here.
With endless towers.”
"In preparation for a rainy day, it has been built to a terrifying height."
"After all, they have been repeating this monotonous and boring labor endlessly since the beginning of time."
"It exists just to build a tower, and it exists to build a tower just to exist."
"Sometimes you can't even tell the difference between the wasteland and other planes, where is the true freedom."
A somewhat neutral female voice came from the ear, separated from the unknown person by a car.
Unknowingly.
A Jilaisu came next to Wuming Doe, walking alongside him, and began to introduce the map information without any explanation. Wuming Doe, who was temporarily stuck due to the torrent of intrusion, did not pay attention.
"Who the hell are you?"
The powerful miracle in the unknown fuel tank is still burning, and the fuel level is almost full now. Even at the current speed of driving to the sky, it can last for about half an hour at least.
"Andromeda."
So said the woman.
Only then did Anonymous remember that Gordon once said that Andromeda was also a famous speedster in the wasteland, but she didn't expect that she was a woman.
She wore a black mask embroidered with fancy religious patterns, transparent windproof goggles, a leather jacket with rivets that are standard for the speedster party, and her highlighted pink-purple gradient short hair was so fashionable that Anonymous could not appreciate it.
"I'm still putting aside this explanation."
"I'm going to destroy the flower now."
Anonymous couldn't help but press down on the fuel tank with Miracle's legs and press them all into the rotating machine, twisting it until nothing was left.
Then without any hesitation, he grabbed the Andromeda with his big hand and stuffed it into the fuel tank to replenish fuel.
"You've almost got enough fuel."
"It seems that you are just an ordinary person."
"If we just kill each other, it will be easy to decide the champion."
"But this cannot break through the critical point here."
"Bye bye."
Andromeda's throttle has long been welded, and her fuel tank also contains a large amount of cargo. It killed many people to use as fuel. She originally planned to find a companion to break the barrier together.
According to theory, it is appropriate for everyone to make no mistakes, speed up together, and jointly resist the oncoming torrent. The farther you go, the faster you go.
But conditions don't allow it. Every Fury Road gathers the power of the wasteland. Even so, the fuel is not enough. They can only plunder each other, and one of the strongest can surpass the top speed.
Therefore, the theory concluded by Andromeda after many sessions is that when there is sufficient fuel, it is best for three people to break through the barrier at the same time, so that they may be able to break through the critical point of this endless sea.
She plays technical strategy.
Andromeda accelerated and drove vertically towards the sky along the tall tower. This tower has been under construction since the beginning of time and its height is unimaginable.
Anonymous also understood that in the final battle, those who could reach here were the characters standing at the top of the wasteland.
Before he was ready to catch up and kill Andromeda.
It was a motorcycle with weird white flames burning all over its body, and its rough gothic-punk style complemented the owner perfectly.
His short hair stood like steel needles, the collar of his leather bomber jacket danced wildly in the wind, and his appearance was extremely menacing. The scorpion tattoo on his neck and its stings had extended to his face.
Scorpion men take no nonsense.
【All of you.】
[These are just my expressions, paradigms, and models.]
【No existence can resist the return of all things.】
【I have taken back everything you stole from me.】
【But as long as you do one thing.】
[I will temporarily show you, a black-hearted thief, the treasure you dream of.]
The omnipotent ghost can even penetrate the wasteland.
Just kill this person named Anonymous.
You can find your own essence.
Da da da……
The muzzle of the machine gun ablated white fireworks, and the power of each bullet was comparable to an asteroid impact, and they were all shot towards the unknown person.
