After time and space fall into chaos, there will also be certain differences in the time flow rate of each fragmented space.
At the moment, although from Feng Bujue's perspective, the "dimensional invasion" only started for a few dozen minutes, from Snow's perspective... at least three hours have passed since these strange things happened.
Therefore, Snow and his men were no longer surprised by the surrounding situation. They had even organized themselves to kill monsters and guide the crowd to take refuge in safe facilities.
"Snow." After seeing the incident ahead, Feng Bujue ignored Snow's joking words. He just looked at Samodil and the Blood Corpse God in the distance and said in a deep voice, "Do me a favor.
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"Hey..." Snow still looked cynical when he heard this, "You don't want me to help you get rid of those two big guys, do you?"
"You can't solve them." Feng Bujue's response was direct, "But you can help me hold them off."
"I held them back, what about you?" Just as Snow asked this question...
On the other side, Samodil and the Blood Corpse God seemed to be driven by some kind of force. They both froze their bodies, shifted their gazes, and finally locked their gazes on Feng Bujue.
At this moment, their faces were expressionless, but their eyes were filled with white light...
"I will correct everything." Brother Jue replied, and the moment he spoke, he stood up from the ground and flew into the air with one leap.
"Ah... you are such a willful guy." Snow looked at his back and said with a smile, "Of course... I don't hate you for that either."
When he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.
As soon as there was a sound, the thirty or so people in black suits behind Snow started to move in order and rushed forward quickly.
Snow's left hand pressed a pager button hidden in his pants pocket...
Two seconds later, Feng Bujue, who was walking on moon steps, had arrived ten meters above the head of the Blood Corpse God. Just when he was about to cross over, the Blood Corpse God suddenly raised his head and moved his head in an incredible way, as if he was going to kill himself.
The jaw opened at a tearing angle and the mouth opened...aiming at Brother Jue.
Peiran's energy light flashed at the throat of the Blood Corpse God. There was no doubt that he was planning to use his mouth to release some kind of energy wave to attack Brother Jue.
Suddenly, just a second before the Blood Corpse God's "mouth cannon" blasted out, a man in a black suit who rushed the fastest had already rushed in front of him, and pounced on his waist with a grapple.
scold
Due to interference at the moment of the attack, the Blood Corpse God's head tilted to one side, and the energy beam ejected from its mouth was also deflected.
But he saw that the energy beam, which was as thick as a giant pillar, rushed towards the buildings beside the street, like a sharp sword of light, easily cutting through several concrete buildings.
When those buildings collapsed, there were rumbles and shadows. However, under this situation, Snow's men in black suits did not show any panic at all. They still maintained their formation and moved half of them in an orderly manner.
They continued to besiege the Blood Corpse God, while the other half rushed towards Samodil who was further away.
Obviously, Snow, the "Prince of the Underworld", is by no means a wasted reputation...
In the game, he may still be a small figure, but in reality, any of his bodyguards can fight much better than the top players in the game.
The more than thirty people who are being taken by Snow at this moment are undoubtedly his most elite personal guards. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are "death soldiers"; therefore, after the dimensional erosion begins, they will appear in the distance.
Not far away.
Moreover, these thirty people in black suits have all created game characters in Thriller Paradise. When Snow decided to play this game, he asked these subordinates to use their sleep time to practice more, so that they might be able to level up in the future.
Be your own helper in the game.
Now it seems that this move has indeed come in handy.
This large group of qualified warriors in reality can immediately become a powerful fighting force after acquiring abilities in the game world.
It's a pity... facing existences like the Blood Corpse God and Samodil, they are still powerless.
After being suppressed for a short time, the Blood Corpse God immediately resisted with all his strength. With just a few struggling movements, several people in black suits were thrown away like cannonballs and crashed into the buildings on the street. Two others were killed.
The fist he swung directly penetrated his body, and he died on the spot.
The people who rushed towards Samodil were also blocked by the opponent as they jumped into the air... Samodil just raised his wings, stretched out his magic energy, and used invisible force to force these people back to the ground.
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"e_on...e_on..." Seeing the rapid defeat of his men, Snow stood there, muttering something softly in the tone of watching a horse race and waiting for the result.
Finally, after two-thirds of the black suits were killed or wounded, what Snow had been waiting for came.
At that moment, there were only two "whoosh!" sounds, and a metal cube that came from nowhere fell from the sky and landed on the road about three meters away from Snow. From the traces left by this "metal block" on the ground
Look, this thing weighs at least a ton.
"Activate the armor." Snow didn't waste any time. The same second the metal block landed, he walked over to it and said these four words.
[Voiceprint recognition has been completed, start neural network scanning...]
[Identity confirmed, welcome back,]
Following the mechanical voice coming from the metal block, the entire cube unfolded, revealing a set of humanoid armor inside.
This suit of armor was originally a 1:1 scale "Superman Annihilation Armor" that was one of Snow's collections; of course, before the dimensional invasion, this was just a set of well-made models, with no other functions except for display and collection.
What practicality.
However, when the two worlds begin to merge, the situation becomes different...
In this chaotic time and space, Snow used his skills in the game to transform this model based on it, and finally successfully created the powered exoskeleton in front of him that can be used in actual combat.
"Hmph... Feng Bujue, you owe me more and more favors..." When he put on the power armor, Snow's men were down to the last five or six; he looked at the land in front of him.
However, he was not afraid at all. On the contrary, he resolutely chose to join the battle.
Because Feng Bujue said, "I will correct everything." For Snow... having such a sentence is enough.
He doesn't need too many explanations, nor does he need any very reasonable motives.
People like Snow would feel confused when they were born in a peaceful world. He was born at the end of most people's struggles, without any pressure to survive, and without any goals; he had outstanding talents, but could not find them.
Therefore, he wandered in the shadows of the world, trying his best to peep into the dark side of human nature, trying to find his own value in this game called "life".
However, this kind of effort is in vain.
It wasn't until this world-destroying catastrophe came that this frivolous, indifferent, and even cold-blooded man truly felt...alive.
Bang
A loud noise pierced the air, and a powerful attack arrived.
Snow, who was wearing [Superman Interface Armor (fake)], had a combat power that was unmatched by his subordinates. He charged forward, grabbed the Blood Corpse God with his right arm, and pressed him down deeply.
In the cracks in the ground.
At the same second, he raised his left arm and launched a series of high-energy beam attacks at Samodil in mid-air, and successfully shot through the latter's giant wings, causing him to lose his balance and speed in the air and stagger down.
In this way, with the joint efforts of Snow and the men in black suits, the Blood Corpse God and Samodil failed to catch up with Feng Bujue, and could only watch Brother Jue fly away...
Of course, a large part of the reason why this thing can be done is... At this time, Samodil and the Blood Corpse God have lost their self-awareness and are simply executing the order "stop Feng Bujue", so they did not
Does not possess original wisdom, combat strategy or combat experience.
"Uh-huh!" Three seconds later, Samodil, who landed on the ground, let out an instinctive roar. Before he could finish his roar, his wound healed on its own and he got up from the ground. Immediately afterwards, he
A claw strike tore the bodies of two men in black suits apart...
At this moment, because Feng Bujue was far away, Samodil re-entered the "indiscriminate destruction" mode and began to attack the nearest extradimensional life form.
The Blood Corpse God... was the same. After losing his designated target, he became more dangerous than before. After a breath, he coldly took action and removed the power armor right arm that was pressing on his body...
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Time is still passing.
In the huge city, screams and destruction are still spreading.
Feng Bujue was still running, rushing towards the next space-time rift closest to him; behind him were countless corpses.
Snow had fallen into the broken power armor. When he fell, he still had that joking smile on his face, looking at the sky above his head that was gradually obscured by gunpowder smoke.
Snow's body, like the armor at this time... was broken; the signs of life were disappearing from his body, and his only remaining breath could no longer attract even the attacks of monsters.
"Is this... death..." Snow himself didn't know whether these words echoed in his mind or came out of his mouth, "Huh... it's really a bit deserted... uh cough
...Cough..." A mouthful of blood came up, and part of it went into his lungs, but his breathing was too weak, and he didn't even have the strength to cough up the whole mouthful of blood, "Ah...but, the last one
This fun...is truly unprecedented..."
He was still laughing, and he had never laughed so happily.
But in his laughter, there is also a bit of regret and sadness, and a bit of his attachment to this world.
"All of this must have something to do with you..." Snow looked at the sky where Feng Bujue had gone away, thoughtfully, but the look in his eyes finally dimmed, "I really have to thank you...
...let me appreciate...this highest (さいこう) game..."
