The incinerator's chest and abdomen were split apart by this violent sword, and the skin and muscles rolled up, revealing the frost-blue electron flow inside. These thick luminous liquids flashing with numbers made the incinerator look unusually unreal, as if it were a cloaked man.
A ghost in human skin.
Lu Zhengkang was stunned for a moment, and then cut off the hairy-legged man's head with a horizontal sword.
The huge head flew into the air, spinning and laughing wildly, while the body of the incinerator slumped to the ground, a hoarse whisper came from the chest, "Interesting! He turned out to be the inheritor of the legendary assassin from the East! Wait for me... zizi
..." The sound gradually became lower, like a machine with no power, and finally ended with several malfunction sounds.
The surrounding temple soldiers raised their guns and fired. The violent flow of metal bullets was like a thundering storm. Lu Zhengkang shrank and appeared in the group of soldiers like a ghostly shadow. The sharp sword in his hand was swung horizontally and vertically. He was upright and the sword was moving quickly.
Suddenly, it went from a trickle to the Yangtze River, and finally became a continuous river, withstanding the hail of bullets and attacking the army.
A torrent rushed into the mountain forest, destroying the trees and tearing the armor of the Templar soldiers, revealing the inner blue form. Transparent and viscous coolant dripped from the broken limbs, spread on the ground, was diluted by the rain, and flowed into the sewer.
Like a sin forgiven.
A steady stream of soldiers are emerging from the streets and alleys of the city, armed with elite firearms or various exaggerated cold weapons, their armors shaking like rolling stones on the hillside, rumbling forward.
"You can't kill them all! Get out!" Skerry shouted.
Lu Zhengkang stopped his sword, dodged to pass a falling sledgehammer, ran close to the ground, grabbed Skerry's hood and started to run away, knocking away a few stray bullets with his sword from time to time, and after a few ups and downs, he climbed over the courtyard wall.
Just disappeared into the alley.
The cross holes of the Temple soldiers' helmets lit up with blue light, and they began to systematically surround and suppress the two Lu Zhengkang.
Scarry was pulled up in the air and swung like a flag, and he shouted: "It's no use running like this!"
Lu Zhengkang looked up and saw the figures of soldiers emerging from the buildings. They showed no signs of chasing them, "What should we do?"
"The mastermind of Temple Company, Eden, has been targeting us. There is no way we can hide from surveillance here!"
"Wouldn't that be a dead end?"
"Go to the safe house and contact Dr. Ansaya. She will help us clear the access records."
Lu Zhengkang didn’t know what the Garden of Eden was, nor did he recognize Dr. Ansaya, nor could he understand what clearing access records meant. His mind was filled with romantic sword-wielding assassins, electronic ghosts and incinerators walking through the steel jungle in the city.
The luminous liquid flowing out of the body, the blue-light helmets of the Templar soldiers... this world is a little too unreal.
He glanced back, and saw blue liquid oozing out of the corners of Scarry's mouth, flickering with unnatural starlight, as if it was blue ink mixed with glitter, or a solution of nuclear material waste.
"Where is the safe house?" He shook his head vigorously, trying to drive away the uneasiness in his heart.
Scarry complained: "Why did you even forget this? Well...go to a quieter corner first, and then press the assassin's seal in your arms on any surface."
boom!
Just as Lu Zhengkang said "Okay", he was overwhelmed by a huge explosion, a shock wave surged from several blocks away, and a gust of hot wind was set off.
Scarry yelled: "Hales! You have to save Antino! He's not in good shape!"
In the distant block, a huge virtual screen played cool animations, while two people flashed past like black dots, leaving a trail.
The black-robed assassin fled in front with a pulse propulsion device on his back, while the guillotine standing on the manta ray aircraft held a rocket launcher and poured out firepower unscrupulously forward, with endless explosions.
Lu Zhengkang's face turned green, "How can I save him?"
Scarry said calmly: "Send him a signal and he will try his best to get rid of the pursuers and then enter the safe house together!"
"good!"
…
The black-robed assassin suddenly swooped down and descended against the crisp glass exterior wall of the high-rise building. The cool reflection reflected the night scene, and a flash of cyan fireworks came into view. Antino suddenly looked up and saw the navy blue figure facing the crowd.
, the red-robed assassin carried in his hand is like a flag.
He chuckled, looked back at the pursuing guillotine, raised his right hand, and turned on the virtual screen. He used his eyes to operate the options and bring up the delayed bomb, then shook his hand, and several black metal balls flew out of his sleeves.
The explosive bomb flew into the air and raised a small parachute, fluttering like a dandelion, and followed the airflow of the manta ray aircraft.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Flames shot into the sky, and the manta ray aircraft broke through the waves. There was a layer of pale golden spherical energy shield on the surface, and it remained unscathed.
Antino pouted, a little jealous.
He crossed his legs and rushed down, drilling into the huge holes in the city streets. These shafts led to the lower residential areas.
Unlike the developed scene on the surface, the buildings underground are crowded like honeycombs.
The old houses are stacked like bricks and tiles, illuminated by huge suspended sun lamps. The balconies of each house are connected to form a narrow corridor. The layers extend downward to the invisible depths, and the sun lamps along the road also illuminate the buildings.
Impenetrable to the deepest darkness.
The residents here drink alcohol, use LSD, wear VR glasses, and live like mud. They lie stretched out in the house, on the balcony, on the air conditioner unit, on the telephone pole, on the vomit, on the excrement, in various places, skinny as a stick, and are indifferent to the outside world.
indifferent.
Antino entered this huge maze, walking through the corridors and stairs of the building.
Guillotine tapped his temple with his metal arm, his left eye turned silver, and data flow surged.
The world becomes a transparent line structure, everything is like a dead thing, only the assassin is moving.
Guillotine hummed a metallic tune, like a half-dead duck that had been run over by a truck in his throat. He raised the laser gun and opened the mechanism slightly. The gun deformed and a focuser appeared outside the barrel.
Pulling the trigger, the energy was focused, and a dazzling blue light emitted from the muzzle, but it was still restrained.
"Zi"
The laser shot out, scorching the air and making a hissing sound. It penetrated the building like a shovel piercing the clouds. The cement and steel bars vaporized. The muzzle of the gun moved, chasing the absconder, like a terrifying paintbrush, in the original decadence.
The world has left a huge scar.
Guillotine laughed loudly, watching the moving human body in his sight being annihilated.
"It's so comfortable!" He shook the gun a few more times as if to vent his anger, until it was overloaded and forced to stop.
The number of residents who died during this process is uncountable.
Some of them woke up and found that half of their bodies had disappeared along with the floor of their home. They let out a few hoarse laughs and died.
The guillotine looked at his work with satisfaction, turned around and was about to leave. When he looked up, at the top of the cave, a black-robed assassin rolled over and turned around to give him a bright smile.
