Elizabeth's ability returned, and in her intense anger, she opened a rift leading to the tornado. The furious storm tore apart the cabin where she was kept, and also sucked away the doctors in the cabin.
The soldiers of the Revolutionary Army looked at Elizabeth, who was splitting time and space like a god and playing with natural disasters. They all didn't know what to say and were afraid to approach her.
Booker rushed into the messy and dilapidated operating room, held the girl in his arms, and gently patted her back, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here." He reached out and touched a wire on Elizabeth's back. Those who obeyed orders
The evil scientists at Comstock inserted a long, electrified needle into the girl's spine to torture her for a long time. According to their experiment manual, if Elizabeth had any rebellious thoughts, she would be electrocuted.
Until she no longer dared to have the will to resist.
"How dare they do this to you, Comstock, Comstock..."
"Booker, I, I just killed someone." Elizabeth raised her head from his arms, held Booker's face, and stared at him with her sad, sea-like eyes, "Did I kill someone?"
"You just acted as both judge and executioner. You did nothing wrong. They hurt you first, and you destroyed them... without damaging your integrity."
Elizabeth frowned, and Booker straightened her body, gently grasped the electric shock needle on her back, "Bear it a moment." He pulled out the needle suddenly, and Elizabeth felt as if a low-temperature hurricane was blowing through her spine, confusing her.
Her whole body was numb with cold, and then the intense pleasure rushed through her brain, and her limbs began to spasm.
"Did they cut your hair?" Booker stroked Elizabeth's short hair. She originally had a low ponytail, but now she has short, ear-length hair. The original camel suit has also been replaced by a thin green striped hospital gown, which looks like
Extremely haggard, Booker took off his coat and wrapped the girl up to make her body warmer.
She gasped for a while and finally recovered, "Booker, let's go, take me with you, shall we go to Paris? I don't want to stay here anymore."
Booker shook his head, "We will go to Paris, but not today, not now, what we have to do now." He turned to look at his comrades. Five of them were seriously injured in the battle just now, one was unfortunately killed, and the rest
"Today we are going to pull Comstock off his pedestal and let the dark cloud hanging over the Colombian sky completely dissipate."
"Comrade Booker, this conflicts with our plan."
"There is no conflict. You retreat with the wounded. The remaining teams are attacking the Hand of the Prophet. This is an opportunity."
"The warplanes are against us!"
"Okay, George, follow the order, take your soldiers, and return the way you came!"
"No, Daisy's order is to bring you back safely. If you want to take risks, then I will take the risks with you."
The remaining soldiers did not hesitate and said that they would accompany Booker to attack the Hand of the Prophet.
"Your mission is to take this girl out, not to perform heroic acts here." Booker turned to Elizabeth, "Little girl, follow them, they will take you away."
"No, I want to go with you."
"It's too dangerous. The battlefield is not an amusement park. A stray bullet may kill you. I won't let you take this risk, George..."
"You underestimate me too much, Mr. Booker. Moreover, the person you want to kill is my father."
Everyone was surprised by this fact.
Time was running out, and Booker couldn't defeat Elizabeth after all. He said, "If you die in this risky action, then I will help you complete your revenge and help you get justice. You don't have to have any worries, but you must pay attention to protecting yourself."
, always hide behind cover, understand?”
"Hey, that's not comforting!"
So they followed the sky rail on the upper floor of the mansion and took a boat to the vicinity of the Hand of the Prophet. At this time, the airships of the Revolutionary Army had surrounded the huge battleship. Comstock's stinky problem made a battleship look like a fortress.
, the revolutionary army led the troops to attack the decks one by one. There were no stairs between these decks, but were connected by empty rails. It was a really bizarre design.
Although the revolutionary army launched a successful and rapid gang-hopping war under the leadership of Booker, as time went by, guards from all over Colombia were gathering. The battle between the two giant armsmiths and Nightingale also gradually decided the winner.
A giant-armed craftsman was caught by a nightingale and flung far away. He quickly rolled and disappeared into the sea of clouds in the night sky. The remaining giant-armed craftsman took shelter in the roof of the destroyed mansion. How long can he continue to hold on?
But it's hard to say.
Once Nightingale escapes, with his ability, even if Booker reaches the prophet, he will be stopped.
Seeing them fighting on the highest deck and about to capture Comstock alive, the nightingale's terrifying cry sounded again. Booker looked at Elizabeth, who was following him all the way. She was panting and panicked, "There is only one way now."
"What can be done?"
"Use your ability to open a crack and take away the bird. Just throw it out. It's tens of thousands of miles away. It's better to throw it into outer space and never come back. Otherwise we will all die.
"
"It's too late! Nightingale's speed is too fast. It takes time to open the rift. We don't have so much time."
Booker pondered for a moment, "Then open a small opening. It is coming towards us. Open a opening that only allows its head or limbs to extend in. Then, when it gets in, close the gap. This way
Come on, can you cut off its body?"
"Maybe it's possible, but I've never tried it, and if you go, you might not be able to come back."
"That's worth a try. George! Take your soldiers in to capture Comstock alive, and then retreat all, and do it quickly! Elizabeth, let's go to the bow of the ship."
Elizabeth and Booker stood in the cold wind waiting for the nightingale. Booker was looking at the night sky and the Revolutionary Army's airship, while Elizabeth was holding her arms but could not speak and was just trembling. Booker patted her back gently, and his generous palm had already
Because of the fatigue and low temperature, it became as cold as wood and stone, but it still gave her great comfort.
"Mr. DeWitt, what did you do before?"
"Why don't you call me Booker?"
"Sorry. If you don't want to say it..."
"No, I'm not changing the subject, I'm just ashamed of the past." Booker squinted his eyes, breathing in the stink of iron and fire, recalling the Wounded Knee River many years ago, "I am a murderer
Devil, I don't deserve to be pitied, a good girl like you, and you
Together, I feel that the mistakes of the past are no longer so painful. So I will beg you, Elizabeth, people like me are destined to die badly, but you must live. Just let the world know
, such wonderful people once existed.”
"Booker," Elizabeth dodged in a panic, holding the collar of her coat, sweat dripping from her forehead, "don't say that. You are the most upright and brave person I have ever seen. If God refuses to forgive you,
Then it must be God’s fault…”
"Open the rift, it's coming!"
"Okay! Okay! Come here!" Elizabeth frowned and waved her arms to the air. In the distant clouds, the nightingale's eyes pierced the gray night and swept over coldly. The huge body of the strange bird faced towards
The bow of the landing ship dives.
"Hurry up!"
"I'm trying my best!"
"It's coming! Five seconds max!"
"Found it!"
Elizabeth grabbed a certain stable quantum foam and used her unique observer ability to tear it open. A two-dimensional space-time crack suddenly appeared. It seemed like a vertical wound with only two spatial directions and was in a three-dimensional space.
Observers walking around this crack can never see its sides, that is, they can only see the window of this crack.
The space-time behind the rift was black and white, and a lot of information could not pass through, resulting in the loss of color. Booker took a brief look and saw that behind the rift was an ordinary building rooftop, which looked very flat. He didn't have time to think anymore, and pulled Elizabeth along.
As soon as they got into the gap, the black and white world immediately became brightly colored, and the noise of the city filled their ears, and the two of them ran headlong further into the distance.
The next second, Nightingale's sharp claws stretched out from the crack and grabbed Booker's back.
"Close the rift!"
"Too late!!"
Booker was grasped by Nightingale. This monster could crush the fragile and soft human body with just one fist.
In this extremely dangerous situation, Booker and Elizabeth suddenly felt a great sense of tranquility.
The crack was still there, but Nightingale's palm suddenly fell down, and a fountain of plasma pumped out from the cut surface, sending them tumbling to the ground.
Booker sat on the ground in a daze, and the steel palm holding his body had lost its strength. He looked at Elizabeth blankly, "Did you do it?"
"It's not me, Booker, you're okay, you're okay!"
Elizabeth opened the nightingale's hand. At this time, the nightingale's miserable howl came from the other side of the gap, and the monster fled.
The two of them supported each other, walked to the edge of the rooftop, and looked at this strange world. This was a very prosperous city. Everything was planned in an orderly manner, with clear divisions, clear planning, and clear and unified urban tones. People placed in
Among them, it is more subtle than dust. The pipes on the building's exterior wall are as precise as a circuit diagram. The streets are horizontal and vertical, and the traffic flow cannot pass through them.
Information, the rooftop where Booker and the others are standing is on the top floor of a residential building. Such residential buildings are closely arranged, connecting all the rooftops, which is comparable to the vast plain. Looking down, there are many overpasses layer upon layer between the residential buildings.
, dividing the deep high-rise area horizontally into several floors. This is a three-dimensional city with an extremely large population. This is a future city with advanced technology.
All the sights illustrate the development of this place, and the most bizarre thing is the sky. The sky is actually dark purple, huge, hazy and transparent, and the crystal-clear sun hangs in the sky, and the air is hot, like midsummer.
"Elizabeth, where have you brought us?"
"I don't know. I only found such a stable crack at that time. It's so strange here. I feel that it is very empty, a kind of empty space in terms of possibility. My high-latitude vision is limited here. Let's go back quickly!
"
A stranger suddenly joined their conversation in non-standard English, "Since you two are here, you might as well come and be our guests."
The voice came from behind. Booker and the others trembled in fright. They turned around to see a young Asian man in costume smiling warmly at them, "Welcome to Gushan."