Lu Zhengkang ran to a crossroads among the bustling crowd.
Standing on the glare screen, the extremely fast flashing neon light illuminated his broken head. The cracked lines were all over the dry earth, small gears and circuits loomed inside the cracks, and silver-white tentacles glued the entire head cavity.
Preventing it from collapsing. The tentacles are smooth and translucent, reflecting neon light and creating a layer of halo, as if the world is reflected in it.
Tracing back to the source, these tentacles are connected to a living brain.
Lu Zhengkang himself was completely unaware of this and left Skerry behind, still holding the Fenjiang Sword tightly in one hand. The other hand reached into the lapel of the assassin's uniform and touched a hard object from the lining bag.
When I took it out, I saw it was an assassin's seal.
He and Skerry stood side by side, and the crowd passed by them. These people in strange clothes had lazy expressions on their faces, like tourists, turning a deaf ear to a series of explosions.
Lu Zhengkang felt that he was out of tune with them. The dynamic feeling they gave him was no different from the static railings and street signs, or it was more like looking through a screen. The scene inside was psychedelic and strange, but out of touch with the reality.
In the distance, the black-robed assassin flew in and out. The pulse propulsion device behind him was much less, so his movements were more difficult, like an overweight, fat bird trying to glide.
During the pursuit underground just now, he tied most of the aircraft to an unknown body and made it move quickly to attract fire, while he just huddled in the corner and pretended to be dead.
Facts have proved that his plan was successful.
On the ground, Lu Zhengkang swung his sword again, and the light of the sword was like a clear spring, cleverly reflected in Antino's eyes.
"Hales! My friends, and Scarry, I'm so happy to see you!" Due to the distance, his voice was completely blurred, and Lu Zhengkang didn't hear it at all, but at least the other party's bright white front teeth were still there.
Very eye-catching.
Antino's posture is arrogant and at ease, allowing him to soar in the vast sky of the city, and as the backdrop for his show, is a huge space city in outer space, revealing a majestic figure among the clouds and mist.
This space city that is as oppressive as a black cloud and full of technological sophistication seems to come from another world. In the complex background full of lines and planes, a black spot gradually expands, revealing its true outline. It is a head.
The manta ray aircraft is swooping angrily, its blanket-like body curled into a shuttle, falling like a sword, while the guillotine standing vertically above its head, lunging, holding up his laser gun, has been focused and ready to go.
Ready to go.
The guillotine falls, the razor closes, and in the name of the guillotine, no one can escape death.
Antino was already close to the ground. When he saw Skerry's plush smiling face, he felt comfortable and relaxed even more, like taking a walk in the countryside after dinner.
The attack from behind is like the setting sun falling to the ground before darkness swallows everything, the emotions and scenery are chaotic and unclear.
The contrast between coldness and relaxation.
The scene resembled a heavily armored cavalry launching a fatal charge against unarmed civilians.
In this windy and rainy street, the two Skerrys who witnessed this moment quickly turned pale, while the rest of the audience stopped their sloppy steps to take a break, as if they were participating in an art exhibition, and the grandest performance was about to begin.
"Hey! Behind me!" Skerry shouted, and Lu Zhengkang waved his hands wildly.
Antino turned around and subconsciously twisted his body.
In a world where time almost stands still, blazing lasers move forward slowly.
Breaking through the rain curtain, passing through the black hat and red hair, gently but irresistibly fanned half of the face.
The cranial cavity is exposed.
Within the complex metal structure, Antino's left brain had completely disappeared, along with part of the cerebellum and brainstem.
Next, the guillotine only needs a flick of the wrist, and the assassin will disappear forever.
Lu Zhengkang looked at this scene and had no time to think about it.
The rain seems to be getting heavier.
The blue water light silently occupies the city.
The world was shimmering with light, like a shallow sea continental shelf at noon.
Suddenly, a vague shadow appeared on Antino.
An uninhibited and cheerful face, laughing.
"The Jackdaw,!!!"
A thunderous explosion sounded in everyone's ears.
Time flows.
Guillotine trembled all over and almost missed his shot with the laser gun.
The next moment, people saw an unforgettable spectacle.
An old-fashioned wooden battleship appeared out of thin air, swept by the hunting ghostly sea breeze. The majestic and majestic figure covered the sky of half the city, and the penetrating black pirate flag fluttered in the wind, wild and unruly.
boom!!!
The battleship suddenly collided with the arrogant manta ray, just like a wheel running over a crab.
"No!" The guillotine roared unwillingly, but the sound was quickly drowned in the loud boat songs and rolling waves.
weigh-hay andshe rises(turn the winch, raise the anchor)......
A group of pirates laughed and sang cheerful songs. Under the leadership of the legendary assassin, they gradually drove the ship away.
The assassin holding the wheel turned back and glanced at Lu Zhengkang, as if a whole deep sea was hidden in his eyes.
Scarry yelled: "Hales, go get Antino!"
This shout brought back Lu Zhengkang's soul. He saw the propeller behind the black-robed assassin spraying pulses intermittently. He had completely lost consciousness and was falling to the ground in a chaotic trajectory.
At this moment, the soldiers of the Temple Company have blocked the intersection.
They began to surround the assassins.
Lu Zhengkang dragged Skerry, pushed through the crowd, and fought through the encirclement. He saw exactly where Antino was going to land, and slapped the assassin's seal on the ground.
Buzz!
A blue passage opens, like a mirror, revealing another world behind it.
Antino fell in, and Lu Zhengkang and Skerry also jumped into it.
The portal was closed, and the bullets were fired on the glare screen in vain.
…
The setting sun hangs over the horizon.
In the splendid golden world, towering steel pillars stand tall.
A wide road stretches toward those high-rise buildings in the densely populated yellow grassland.
Several airships were flying in the sky.
Lu Zhengkang looked at the scenery outside through the glass window of the safe house.
A thin woman wearing glasses and a white coat came over.
"Hales, I have erased the record of your visit to the Garden of Eden. I heard you had a great time this time."
"How is Antino?"
"He's okay, but his hippocampus was burned by the laser, so he has to go to the archives to download a memory backup."
Lu Zhengkang was silent as he recalled the half-baked brain.
Through the reflection of the glass window, he could see his face clearly.
Wrapped in tentacles, it looks like a tumor-like head covered with blood vessels.
His reflection looked at him as he looked at his own reflection.
Vaguely, it seemed that the reflection asked: "Who are you? Do you still remember?"