——Jason Megan broke into a new and unfamiliar city.
After walking along this rough road, everyone immediately saw the huge engineering elevator from the T-shaped joint passage.
It goes up on one side and down on the other. If you go straight forward, you can continue to move forward, continuing to move forward towards a straight road that is deeper and darker.
Three lifts hang on the access bridge of the driveway, and there is no dust on the red and green indicator lights. All signs mean that this ancient city still retains basic electricity, and it is still alive even after so many years.
"What the hell is it?"
Jason covered his mouth and nose, his eyes curious but his expression frightened.
The unusual inspiration almost drove him to the edge of madness. He was as powerless and helpless as an insect seeing a human's rubber wheel. Even without wearing lapis lazuli, he could still feel the flame from the thalamus center of his skull.
city, feel its rhythm of life, its steel heartbeat.
If Jason were to describe it, this would be a section of [Burning Man Shirter]'s spine.
Soviet engineers transformed it into what it is today. Walking up from this transportation station, you can go directly to the load-bearing beam of the ancient skeleton and reach the surface of the Burning Man——
——Look up.
Peeking out from the large elevator at the transportation station, you can see that there are hundreds of grid reinforcements with a width of more than 100 meters in the empty underground cavity. They are intertwined and twisted like dream catchers, providing space for the Burning Man to sleep soundly.
Sleeping forever, weaving a thick cocoon.
These steel beams and iron cables are divided into twenty-five myotome hubs, which are nailed to the ridge of this huge keel. The main ground project of the RSH is supported by the torso of the Pyroman. In the dark abyss of the cave, with the ridge
The pivot beam frame connected by the vertebra nodes still retains the orange light source of the safety fog lamp.
"What the hell..."
Jason's eyes were out of focus, as if he was observing a mysterious creation that was invisible to the naked eye and could only be explored by inspiration.
"What the hell is this..."
This is a giant thing that cannot be explained in just a few words.
In the far distance from the southwest corner, northwest corner, southeast corner, and northeast corner, sixteen expressways were built on the main frame of the four corners, but they were not used for traffic——
——Looking at the load-bearing shock-absorbing devices and semi-circular pipe surfaces on the road, they look more like quick response channels built for Pyro's subordinates, like huge main blood vessels.
The mini experimental machines in materialism, engineering mechas like Big Frog, can also move quickly on this channel through magnetic legs.
Except for Jason, no one could see the whole city outside the elevator shaft. Ibrahimovic lay in front of the iron mesh of the elevator, peering out from the holes in the iron plate, and suddenly began to cry bitterly.
"Davari!"
This Slavic man called to his fellow travelers.
"It's the flag! It's the flag!"
People divided into three lines and rushed into the elevator——
——Under the influence of this weird and hot spiritual pressure, it is difficult for normal people to stay awake. The leader just shouted, and before Meteor had time to think, his body was already pressed against the iron railing.
In the dark abyss, the dense steel grid and load-bearing main poles reflected the shapes of sickles and hammers under the illumination of orange fog lights. The dark curtain turned this golden-orange shape into a black flag——
Just like the [materialism] trapped in Niflheim that will never see the light of day, Surte, who will never wake up again, is breathing slowly and long.
It's the smell of rust.
It's the smell of steel.
It's the smell of fire.
It's the taste of blood.
The observation tower on the northwest side serves as a landmark. Far behind it, there is a bright red arm rising straight into the sky.
It was like having a great spring and autumn dream, waking up to the shouts of William. The dead body of Pyroman moved with its armor, breaking through the steel beams and iron cables, trying to break out of the thick cocoon room.
.
Half of its arms are still stuck in the dark mud, and its little arms, which are more than 70 meters high, have reached the surface.
Its shoulders are composed of thirty-two sets of complex and huge transmission gear shafts and ball joints. They have been removed from the body and are three kilometers away from the spine of the trunk, turning into the ground-level base of a nuclear power plant in an arsenal.
Brother Yin Bu murmured and wiped the tears from his face.
"materialism..."
The bombardier in the ranks immediately said: "Materialism!"
Meteor doesn't know what this word means, he doesn't even understand what the destination is, what all this means.
"materialism..."
Like the voice-activated code of the safe, when Brother Yin Bu chants the term materialism, the elevator starts to operate.
People haven't had time to look after each other, inform each other, or say or do anything.
Even the simplest telescope observation post was not built. The three groups of people divided their belongings in the elevator and headed towards the three agency sites of Pyro Power City.
Only Jason was frightened by this majestic power and froze in front of the spine straight passage of the center console.
The elevator's power was astonishing, and it seemed that it was not designed for humans at all. The speed at which it climbed and descended was like playing with a jumping machine. The companions fell to pieces in the stairwell, and Jason was awakened by the pain and roar.
He ran to the deep well and looked down, with a serious expression: "Oh no, they don't have a radio! If you get lost or encounter danger in this city..."
"There is no danger anymore! Jason Megan!" Miss Wendy's cold tone and warm look awakened the Dacian man, "When you come here, there is no danger anymore."
Jason was still lying in front of the center console, trying to figure out what these console symbols written in Russian cipher text during the Cold War meant and wanted to send his friends back. When he heard the waiter's riddle, he suddenly turned around and asked: "What do you mean?
"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "There are many people stronger than you, and there are countless VIPs who are more determined than you." Wendy took Jason's hand and continued to the central agency.
Go through the vertebral passage, "Why does the BOSS want you to come here? Why does Ao Mingde believe in you so much? It believes that you can definitely make a difference at the border of Niflheim."
Jason had a rough guess about BOSS's manpower deployment and schedule, but he was not sure: "The reiatsu environment here is very special. I can see things that ordinary passengers or VIPs can't see... so
..."
"It's not that simple! Yin Asong!" Wendy had already brought her employer to the power mechanism room of Burning Man's first tail vertebrae.
In this airtight steel room, all the bone marrow has been removed. The steel beam reinforcements support the fossil-like skeleton, and its nerve center is wrapped in pieces of solid armor and stomach.
At the junction of the spine bones, there are black mud beads the size of a human head——
——This mud bead seems to be floating quietly in a weightless environment, wrapped in layers of graphite restraint devices, and the arcs erupted by the amazing creatures within can be vaguely seen.
"This is Surte's brain crest fluid." Wendy pointed to the mud beads at the junction of the crest bones: "It has been eroded by the undead runes and can never return to Pyro's body - but the Soviets did not use thermonuclear reactions.
Destroy these elements."
The strong bioelectricity bursting out from the cerebral crest fluid almost turned into thunder visible to the naked eye. It struck the graphite of the isolation device again and again, and the electric current was like an immortal white snake repeatedly licking the constraint layer.
"If this brain fluid returns to the Pyro's spine, it will turn into an [Outlaw] - an oversized [Outlaw], and like his brothers, will become a walking zombie." Wendy took out Jack.
Sen's lapis lazuli, "The life form of this giant is very ancient. Like the Kunming fish's twenty-five myotomes, it only has twenty-five crests. So..."
"Can I control it?" Jason has learned to answer.
During his journey, he had seen many strange underground creatures.
His pyroxene has saved him countless times, and the properties of lapis lazuli are perfect for dealing with hot and angry flames.
Wendy Mills said bluntly: "I don't know, I don't know - I'm not sure."
Jason Megan looked at his amulet, which was swaying in the waiter's hand and glowing golden.
"Try it! How will you know if you don't try it?!"
At the end of the spacious room of the [S25] agency, a strong blue light burst out.
Jason shouted the name of Soul Power——
"Windmill! Break my amulet!"
The lapis lazuli bracelet was broken into scattered beads by the fist wind, and a round hole was cut out of the graphite restraint device.
The shiny blue stone fell into the dark mud ball. At that moment, Jason's penis enlarged and his eyes were filled with darkness.
The remaining blue stone was still connected to his nerve center, and mountain-like spiritual pressure surged from the [S25] sarcomere ridge toward his brain.
Almost instantly, he lost all consciousness, as if all the five senses in his head were taken away and swallowed up by the consciousness of the undead runes and the Pyroman.
"Yin Asong - you have the same name as the hero in Greek mythology. You have been pursuing the golden fleece in life. In addition to the cold and cunning blue, you also want the noble and proud gold. This is your stone."
Wendy stroked her employer's cheek.
"We are boarding the Argonaut to cross the Black Sea and go to Colchis, where we will adventure with Hercules and Meleager, the son of the hunter. The hero in mythology abandoned his wife and children for this piece of wool.
Abandoning Medea, her two sons were also poisoned by their mother. In the end, Yin Asong received his retribution and was killed by a heavy log on the Argonaut ship."
"And your ending shouldn't be like this. Aohun Mingde sent you here to cure your mental illness, because there is no golden fleece in the world - you are not Yin Asong, you are Jason Mei
root."
"Katyusha should not be the Medea you abandoned on the road - you should not look at her face and say my name."
Starting from Wendy Mills' fingers, the skin cracked inch by inch, revealing the true spiritual body of Soul Power.
Jason's spirit body spread like smoke, and the dry and rotten fossil branches turned into powder, returned to Wendy's body, and turned into Wendy's hands.
It was a fluid body that resembled cobalt blue glass. She had shiny blond hair, and was like thousands of fiber optic interfaces that emitted colorful electrical signals. Her facial features were exactly the same as those of Miss Wendy, except that she lost her human skin color and
Childish color.
Wendy called softly: "Wake up, wake up, wake up."
"Hoo!——" Jason took a deep breath, and the black mud in his eyes quickly dissipated. He rubbed his eyes vigorously to escape from the intoxicating illusion.
The mere few seconds of communication with Surte, the Burning Man, almost crushed his spiritual world.
"I saw...I saw..." Jason pulled Hunwei's arm and wanted to say something else.
"There's no time." Wendy patted Jason's back: "Go to [S24] and put in your life amulet, followed by [S23], until [S1] - I know you have a lot to say about these things
You can write them all in your diary, but now, he is not the fire giant, he is materialism, and only he can help you defeat the monsters outside."
Jason nodded vigorously. He barely had time to process the extra redundant information in his brain, and his mouth and nose were bleeding, just as Jiang Xueming said to Ah Xing at the beginning of the journey.
When a huge amount of information flow suddenly poured into the cerebral cortex, the intracranial pressure and blood pressure surged, and bursting of capillaries in the nasopharyngeal tract became commonplace. To Jason, the blood was nothing, but the pain in the brain was like...
Someone took a nail and hammered a hole in his skull.
He could hardly stand up straight and limped forward following Hunwei's guidance.
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"I don't know, you have to ask yourself."
"I can't feel my right hand... There's something wrong with my cerebellum - the lapis lazuli fell into Pyro's cerebral crest fluid, and it's like a part of the essence has stayed there forever. It's eating me...
.It's eating me..."
"No, Jason." Wendy opened her employer's backpack and took out the panacea: "What you saw is very magical. It was once something that 280 million people on this earth believed in, supported, and looked up to.
Treat it as a lifelong career and ideal."
"What is it? What...what? What are you talking about?" Jason hesitated, injecting the panacea into his neck, but the pain in his head did not get better: "What on earth are you talking about...you
It made me so confused..."
Wendy supported her employer and continued to move forward: "Just relying on one idea can make this country burst into amazing productivity, allowing people to knit together and contribute their essence. In the decades of the Cold War, scientists who emerged
The number of artists, technological progress and civilizational leaps almost exceeds the entire history of this land combined."
Jason stood still in front of the [S24] mechanism. His right leg was numb, as if it had been taken away by Pyro's brain fluid, and he would never be able to move again.
"This is the materialism they created. The Pyroman will not hurt you. The Pyroman is trying to communicate with you. He is also tortured by the immortal runes. Even if he turns into a ball of steel, he must
The soul remains - do you still remember the essence of [soul] in the ternary substance?" Wendy took out the second lapis lazuli and reviewed Hohenheim's ternary substance theory in the Abyss Special with Jason.
"You are considered dead only when your body is buried in the soil."
"Only when no one talks about it and no one mentions it is the spirit dead."
"When all creation decays and all the classics left behind are forgotten, the soul is considered dead."
When Jason sent the second lapis lazuli into the center of the spine, he fell into the black vision of dementia again. The steel heartbeat was like a Honglu bell, almost knocking his soul out of his body.
The chaotic memory from ancient times almost takes away all of his personality, and the overbearing psychic tide wants to wash him into the bottomless black ocean.
He felt like he was stuck in the sea, waving his arms randomly, letting the bitter and rough sand pour into his facial features. The chaotic images, sounds and lights impacted his five senses, until a smooth blue arm pulled him back to the world.
This time, he only had a taste of the deep darkness, and it only took him a second to wake up.
After violent vomiting and dizziness, he heard the syllables of iron cast.
The two ridge bones seemed to have been washed away by the ridge fluid and began to glow with vitality again.
The graphite restraint device collapsed and exploded in an instant, and a huge current emerged from the blue flames, almost moving the entire power mechanism room sideways. The two ganglia seemed to have been washed away by a panacea - "
With a "pop" sound, they merged into one under the pull of thunder.
Jason's whole body tensed up. He had lost control of his arms and calves. Under the impact of this soul-stirring voice, they regained consciousness. The sweat emerging from his skin was like wine - emitting psychic flames.
"my hand..."
He looked at his arm in disbelief, the blue flame tongue beating, and he slightly clenched his arm into a fist——
——Just listen to the dull notes several kilometers away, as if there was an earthquake in the distance.
...
...
[Part2·Tea Art Performance]
"Don't think...luck will always be on your side! Jiang Xueming!"
Leonardo's spirit body squirmed at the fingertips of materialism, gradually transforming from a ball of blood back into the shape of a bat.
Brother Li's ghost lingered on, sliding down the mecha's giant arms from his fingertips. Before his wings could grow back, he couldn't wait to crush the hateful and hateful enemy in front of him.
"I don't know where this thing came from! It can't always help you! I hate it so much! God! Why do you always protect this bastard!"
——Just listen to "BIAJI".
Materialism followed Jason Megan's hand and made a fist gesture.
It was like squeezing a mosquito, and the huge steel knuckles burst into hot sparks.
When the steel armor made a fist, the movement of the fingertips created strong wind pressure. Leonardo was unable to react at all, and was stirred into the palm of his hand by the powerful vortex.
He never had a chance to be resurrected. The huge energy generated by the collision between his fingers and his palm turned into a ball of scalding flames. The high temperature of nearly a thousand degrees could crush any resentful spirit in the kingdom of the dead.
Jiang Xueming ran away——
——He rushed towards the security post in the south hall of the arsenal to find Xiao Qi’s soul!
After all, this thing looks so evil, God knows what this arm will do.
When he rushed into the vestibule of the south building, rushed through the dilapidated artificial landscape trees in the atrium, and arrived at the warehouse, he finally saw the dying spirit of Xiao Qi lying in the corner of the warehouse and in front of the door of the arsenal broadcasting station.
There seems to have been a fierce fight in the room, a battle between spirits.
The iron beams and booms on the upper and lower floors all suffered moderate impacts——
——On the other side, next to the broken window near the mudflat of the sea, the inner demon of 9527 is holding a heavy stabbing sword and walking towards the prey step by step.
Mary Stuart is back from hell.
She gently moved her hair on her forehead and changed her face to look like Bai Zijin's.
The shotgun bombardment he received before his death, and the traces of burning bullets that resembled dragon roars, all disappeared.
She tilted her head, as if feeling the familiar spiritual pressure, and turned her head to look at Jiang Xueming.
"Give you another chance - Jiang Xueming, who do you think is more like your bride? The ugly one? Or the beautiful me?"
Where she pointed with her sword, Xiao Qi's spirit body had been stabbed hard with dozens of shocking holes. The spirit body would not bleed, and the flesh and blood could be seen squirming in the terrifying holes as thin as a finger.
At that moment——
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! ——Mary Stuart felt the burning anger. She could hardly believe that this rage came from her sweetheart, from Steel
The owner of the heart.
"Are you angry?! You actually got so angry over this bitch?!"
"Employer!" Bai Zijin shouted loudly: "Don't come here! I'm afraid you are no match for her! She was a troublesome fairy when she was alive, and she will be even more troublesome after she dies!"
Before he finished speaking, Xueming used his fists to blast the shelf into pieces.
Mary laughed when she saw this: "It seems that you are really angry! You would act like a child to vent your anger! What's the use of breaking those shelves? You can't kill me even if you blast me into scum - I
He is the strongest devil in your heart!"
Bai Zijin struggled, trying to get up and continue fighting. Her spiritual body's arms were riddled with holes, and it was difficult to complete even the most basic fist-clenching movements.
"Employer, don't worry! Don't get close to her! I know you are in a hurry! But just hold on for a while! Just hold on for a few more minutes! Maybe Xinwang's soul power attack will be ineffective!"
"Yes - just hold on for a few more minutes." Mary tapped her knuckles on the heavy bone stabbing sword, and the sound it made was clear and sweet, accompanied by her mocking voice: "You can return to the warm world again.
, but little bitch - I left my essence, my soul essence in your spirit body..."
"Oh oh oh oh oh oh! oh oh oh!" 9527 opened his eyes wide and let out a strange cry of surprise. He saw the wriggling pieces of flesh in the wound of the spirit body, in the energy body of an ordinary human being.
There is countless dark red blood in it, they are like the curse of the blessed holy blood, trying to return to the world through her body.
"I opened so many holes in your spirit body! But I didn't want to kill you directly! Do you think this is my pity? Or is it my competitive and sadistic desire?" Mary squinted her eyes and showed off her white and green appearance.
Grinning widely: "Maybe as long as I send all my soul essence into your spirit body, maybe you will become another me! Bai Zijin!"
The sudden cold gun almost shattered the blood bat's head.
"——And you! Sweetheart..."
Mary's fragmented head turned almost 180 degrees, turning into a slimmer bat, with two round eyes staring at Xueming.
"You smashed the shelves to find the gun - do you think I don't know? These deceptions and tricks can't fool me at all."
9527 lowered his head and kissed the wound, trying to suck out all the turbid essence in his spirit body, but the squirming blood was like a blood-sucking leech, climbing up his lips and teeth and immediately starting to make new holes——
"——Wow! Wow, wow, wow! Oh no, no, no!" Half of 9527's face was about to be hollowed out. She wanted to pull out the blood worms on her cheeks, but the slippery body of the worms didn't listen to her fingers at all.
As for the head, I can't catch it no matter what.
Before the gunfire stopped, Xueming emptied the ammunition in the two storage compartments on his left hand side and just replaced the eighth magazine——
——At this moment, Kalashnikov cannot protect him.
The bullet bounced between the iron walls of the room, and the hot bullet could not stir up much waves. It could only push Mary back a few steps, unable to continue to harm Xiao Qi's spirit body.
"Your lover is about to become another me - Jiang Xueming, why don't you speak? Have you always been taciturn? This is the first time I've talked to you..." Mary's expelling shell came and went.
Move closer to the flames while dodging bullets.
Xueming retreated while fighting, but shot Xiaoqi once.
Mary was overjoyed, even her eyes became gentle, but the heavy stabbing sword in her hand showed no sign of holding on.
"Oh! Oh! Have you made a choice?"
Xueming still didn't speak. When the last bullet was cleared from the gun chamber, the entire warehouse was filled with smoke.
In just an instant, a ball of bright silvery flowers exploded in his eyes——
——Mary's attack was like rain, breaking through his steel and iron bones.
But in the next second, Stuart's mistress stopped laughing.
This man seems to have been waiting for her to come and die. Emptying the ammunition of the old gun is like paralyzing the prey's nerves, giving the illusion of weakness and mental weakness.
The rapier made of leg bones could barely survive a round in front of the steel fists!
The chaotic fist shadows are like pile drivers working at high speed! The explosion that breaks the speed of sound when vibrating the air seems to be just for this moment——
——The moment when the two are so close that all the energy is released!
Mary's head was almost beaten to pulp. She never imagined that as a vampire, the transcendent body and soul would be as fragile as a paper lake in front of this little guy's spirit body.
The last time we met, he was just a pupa——
——This powerful punch, the fist wielded by the feathered half-soul, every blow is harder than the gun in his hand!
Mary was beaten to pieces, and the little bats that were separated could not escape the extremely precise and fierce punches, turning into thick blood and splattering on Xiao Qi's face.
After a distance of ten meters, Mary was almost so cold by Qinglang, her body was cracked into more than 70 pieces, and a large number of large blood stains were not adult shape.
"Jiang...Jiang Xue...Jiang Xueming..." Mary still had half of her mouth open to speak, her head hung on Xiao Qi's shoulder, and her chin was paralyzed in front of the door of the arsenal radio station, "Stupid..."
Her flesh and bones are still protected by Niflheim's spiritual pressure and are about to recover.
"It's so... stupid! You beat me into a thousand pieces, ten thousand pieces... I can be resurrected, not to mention I'm dead now - you actually want to kill a dead thing?"
Xiao Qi watched in horror as Mary's body gradually covered her spiritual body.
Mary's dying words gradually became clearer: "And you sent me... to your bride... I really don't understand... what on earth do you... want to do? Isn't this just right?
..."
"Shura Martial God"
Her skull formed on Xiao Qi's neck, her mouth split into a grin.
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intimate..."
"boom--"
Gunshots exploded.
The original shaky headlight shaft was blown off, and the sterilization and mildew removal lamps in the room were energized by the bombardment.
The angles of their lights were corrected by the bullets, and they shined straight towards Xiao Qi.
Thirty-two rays of bright light burned away Mary Stuart's spirit body almost instantly, killing the soul essence of Xiao Qi's body wounds as well.
Xueming threw away the gun and wiped off the cold sweat that looked like engine oil on his forehead.
"This is the weapons depot of the arsenal..."
He ran to the stunned Xiao Qi, packed up his lover's spirit body, and wanted to pick her up and return to his physical body.
"Before the AK102, the Soviets used wood as gun stocks. The arsenal must have antibacterial and mildew-proof UV headlights. I don't know if it works on vampires' spiritual tubes... I can only give it a try..."
"Keep fighting until the end! I learned this sentence from "How Steel Was Tempered," Qingqing! You did a great job! I love you!"
Without waiting for him to explain more.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Xiaoqi held her employer's iron chin and chewed it.
"I almost didn't recognize you... Oh my god! Why do you look like this? Can my spirit body turn into a dump truck? This is not the right profession, and I can't fight with you.
A Cybertronian marriage!"
Xueming suddenly felt very weak——
——Before the two of them said a few more words, they fed them a few more candies.
Far away from the window, a figure emerged from the direction of the beach.
The powerful and familiar spiritual pressure almost made Xueming and Xiao Qi's hair explode.
Everyone is familiar with that person——
——That Morpho nun costume.
That is Xueming’s inner demon.
It's Bailu Plus - his female nickname.
Jiang Xueming grabbed Xiao Qi and ran away. He had just sent away Mary, a fanatical female fan, and didn't even want to think about where another fully armed top bitch came from.