Not a single bone in his body was intact, and he was almost turned into a puddle of flesh after being attacked by the Iceman's rays.
Thousands of holes were cut into his wounded body with fine ice blades. Fortunately, the Iceman's subordinates were not interested in dead people.
The abandoned cattle ranch became quiet again, and Mads also gained a moment of peace.
He was paralyzed in the cold and damp dilapidated warehouse, and his brain had just grown back——
——He remembered that many, many years ago, when he fell from the crater of Reykjavik into the council chamber, he died in such a mess.
At that time, he didn't want to be the sun, and every cell in his body was screaming at him, asking him to live.
Someone responded to him, that was his waiter.
Use the panacea to pull him back from the gate of the kingdom of the dead.
In Wang Xin's words - she was a simple and naive village girl who didn't know how to dress, behaved rudely and savagely, and was dirty in social communication.
This woman had almost nothing in common with the wealthy young man from Naples. Once the summons bell came into her hands, she smelted it and recast it into a silver flute to express his musical sentiments.
However, Mads' success today is all due to that bottle of panacea.
In the beginning, it was an extremely precious miracle medicine.
Later, it became a common supply item.
In the end, I got the Immortal Rune from the ancestral palace.
King Xin no longer needs such external objects to repair his body. He has always believed that this is a ritual to bid farewell to the past, a process of Taoism that surpasses Homo sapiens, surpasses Homo sapiens, and defeats oneself. It is the link between man and god.
difference.
He seems to always want to prove something——
——For example, he used to be so weak that he would break if dropped, but now he no longer needs a waiter to deliver medicine.
After becoming a salary king, family members, relatives, friends or loved ones all die one after another.
Medes has less and less contact with the mortal world, and there is no friendship at all with the people of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult. Most of them are connected by flesh and blood business to form a community of interests. When eating dinner, partners are often written on the menu.
name.
Where does the end of this road lead?
He doesn't know——
——Perhaps it is a stronger disaster beast, a more powerful carnivore, less human than him, and a more powerful soul than the [Icon]?
After going around in such a big circle, he never expected that the person who defeated him was a VIP from the Abyss Railway, a woman who looked no more than thirty years old.
"The thing that keeps me going all the way here is [love]?"
Mads chewed on this sentence, it was Su Ling's declaration of war.
The essence obtained during the journey, the people killed. Countless souls of the dead are crying and wailing in their hearts. If you want to become a salary king, you must have strong mental power to fight against these things.
But when Madders thought of the waiter, it seemed that none of this was a problem, the deal seemed very fair, and the noise in his head could be drowned out by the sound of the flute.
At this moment, he was close to the finish line and only had one last ceremony left.
Just like the harvest season rituals, Xin Wang was unable to determine how long his own essence reserves could last in the violent nuclear reaction. They kept eating and eating for fear that there was not enough fuel in their bodies.
The distance between Medes and the sun is only a beam of light.
To be precise, there are many nuclear power facilities in the underground world. King Xin came to Red Star Mountain to look for dead giants, also to find the abandoned nuclear facilities of the Soviet Union. If the essence and runes of the giants can be taken away, more desperadoes can be created as fuel.
It is the most ideal situation to store food for fuel or fire ceremony.
"The Indestructible King of the Great Village"
If the nuclear power facility here is abandoned and can no longer be started, Pyro's children will still show him the way to find their father, and let the mythical and legendary Surte draw the Sword of Light and set Medes on fire.
But these passengers—
——These few people beat the soldiers on the Stairway to Heaven to pieces and disrupted all plans.
Judging from the diversion of passengers, even...
Even if they are not here for the Stairway to Heaven, they have never considered these crazy people from the Holy Butterfly Sect as their first target.
Their target is the dead giant and the gray sea.
Just during this period of time when Mads lamented the impermanence of the world——
——His good adviser Cliff Guderian secretly pushed open the warehouse door and saw no one around. King Xin also looked like he was in a daze.
Cliff immediately ran to King Xin, picked up the broken flesh and blood, and was about to stuff it into his mouth.
"What are you doing!" Medes scolded: "You beast! You even dare to eat your master! You wrote the scriptures for me with your own hands! I am the god in your scriptures!"
"Wow!" Cliff thought that King Xin had lost consciousness, and quickly stuffed the piece of meat in his hand back into his master's body: "I...I, I, I...I... suffered [the icon]
]'s attack! Your Majesty..."
"Stop calling me your Majesty!" Mads roared at the disobedient bitch.
"Your Excellency...Your Excellency King Xin!" Cliff immediately changed his words and knelt in front of King Xin.
He looked very down and out, his bright military uniform was in tatters, as if he had been poked a few times by the dead spirit of Puff Girl, and then insulted by wandering ghosts who came one after another to collect debts, and his face was bruised and bruised.
, just can’t see red.
His hair had to be plucked out, and various insulting words were written on his scalp with dark coal ashes, mostly words like "a despicable dog" or "a despicable bastard who can't even urinate".
"I can't move." Mads stretched out his hand and grabbed Cliff's arm. "It will take a long, long time to recover. Take me to find human flesh. I can still continue to fight..."
"It's freezing cold here! Where can we get human flesh? Otherwise..." Cliff was so hungry that his eyes turned blue. He grabbed a handful of plump ears from the sorghum field and swallowed them with the shells on: "
How about you make do with it? It’s all good food from the greenhouse!”
Mads scolded: "Are you fucking kidding me? When did you become a vegetarian?"
Cliff said with a smile: "Although I can't eat enough and can't digest this stuff, it can fill my stomach! Mr. King Xin, we will never die of hunger. As long as we can support each other under the torture of hunger, we can
Don’t hurt each other, and go back to the Albert Research Station, there is countless human flesh waiting for us to eat!”
"You want me to escape?!" Mads immediately summoned the holy icon and punched Cliff's soul out of his body.
The power of the weak soul is wilting, and the dark rays are not as fast and powerful as they were in their heyday, but they are enough to deal with only one person.
Cliff's spirit body left his physical body in an instant and floated in the air.
"No, no, no! Your Excellency King Xin! No! I have made things worse for you! I have found so many human flesh for you! You can get here! You owe everything to me for your success today!"
"Is it very embarrassing for you to be one with me?" Mads couldn't move. He looked at Cliff's frozen body and moved his index finger. "Do you mean that you don't believe in madness at all?"
butterfly?"
"Who will write scriptures for you if I die?" As a fanatical fan of King Xin, Cliff still has an unfulfilled historical mission, "Your Excellency King Xin! Are you a beast? You can't tell the difference between a full meal and a full meal.
clear?"
"That's a good question..." Mads hesitated for a moment: "You like to treat me like a poultry. Maybe I am the sunflower in your back garden. You are responsible for watering and fertilizing, and I am responsible for blooming and bearing fruit."
"Sir, let's be realistic." Cliff's spirit body waved its limbs vigorously and slowly crawled back into the physical body: "You have been beaten into a human shape, and you still want to go back for revenge?"
Mads: "I'm just not convinced..."
When Cliff returned to his physical body, he was still just kneeling: "What are you not convinced about? I can't find human flesh for you to eat now! Depending on your mental state, the soul power is only one-fifth of the power at most - you
Do you really understand how powerful these passengers are?"
The staff officer danced his hands and his body language became very exaggerated.
"They raised their swords and fell, and all our sentries died without even seeing anyone clearly!"
His expression became fierce and determined, and he immediately started crying again.
"Their language is magical! A few words and a kiss can turn my most powerful giant hybrid warrior against me!"
Finally, he lay on King Xin's lap like a good baby.
"Your Excellency King Xin, your soul power is an indiscriminate attack, but when I went to observe these enemies just now, they didn't seem to have any casualties, and they even sang triumphant songs with great fighting spirit! It means that these guys can not only deal with you, but also
Your soul power protects your companions from attacks!"
"My master, think about it carefully. They are not here for us at all. We can think about it in the long term. Our lifespan is measured in thousands of years. If this place doesn't work, just change it! The dead giants outside are so strong. They want to
Just let them die!~ Let's wait a few years, oh no, a few months, probably ten days or so, and there will be two more good guys! Don't you understand this?"
"I don't understand." Mads still had a point of shame: "I can't understand what the VIP said. She seems to be able to see through my mind - before I even reported my name, she already knew my name and understood my identity.
Thoughts. Even why I came here is explained clearly in just one sentence. If I run away like this, she will become my inner demon..."
"Don't have any inner demons!" Cliff dragged King Xin's broken body and ran out to escape from this hellish place: "I don't even have inner demons! You actually have inner demons?"
King Xin was dragged all the way to the entrance guard box of Hongxing Mountain.
"Cliff!"
"Let me go Cliff! Go over there! Go to the central square!"
"Cliff!"
"Sun! Sun! You haven't risen yet! How can I just watch you die?!" Cliff carried the salary king on his back, but began to cry: "Why do you want to go against me? I really don't understand.
Lord Xinwang’s thoughts... I want to go to the east, and you have to go to the west! But isn’t this obvious? Now I am right, I have the final say!”
Xinwang said persistently: "Cliff, put me down, or send me to that place. This insect of yours can live for a long, long time. I am just a clay sculpture to you. You can find a new owner."
Even if I crawl, I want to crawl in front of that VIP. I want to ask clearly, this is the only way for me. What is it that supports me to get to where I am today? This answer is very important."
Cliff shouted: "Isn't it just for a woman? What kind of queen do you want? I'll find it! I'll find it for you! Do you remember her appearance? Do you remember her voice? I'll find her exactly the same
Yes! Plastic surgery is so advanced, what in the world can’t be bought with money?”
King Xin tightened his grip on Cliff's arm, almost cracking the staff officer's wrist bone.
"That's not the man I'm looking for! Cliff!"
"Ouch!" Cliff screamed in pain: "But...but Mr. King Xin! You once said that you want to become the sun, and you want to have the power of common deeds for all living beings! You want to use this pure and powerful
The powerful energy reshapes a physical body for the queen - but how can you be sure! That is your queen?!"
King Xin suddenly lost his mind.
Cliff's questions followed one after another.
"Do you remember what she looked like?"
"It's so... it's been... it's been too long... it's swallowed too much human flesh! These undead souls love so many people! The shadows are almost stacked together!"
"Do you remember her voice?"
"I don't know...I don't know, I'm not sure..."
"I dare to ask! Do you remember her name?!"
"In the ancestor's palace, the terrifying spiritual pressure almost crushed and recast my personality. If I can return to the station... maybe I can find her file in the database..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "That's it!" Cliff was almost crazy. Originally, this hell kid's face was red, but now it starts to steam up when he is angry.
Shui Wu: "Do you want to create a Chimera synthetic beast? Your Excellency Xinwang!"
"But that VIP knows my name!" Mads was like a stubborn cow: "Maybe she knows! Maybe..."
Cliff dragged King Xin onto the stone ballast road and advised him kindly: "Let's go! Now that you dare to appear in her enemy range, believe it or not, she will immediately use two rockets to treat you to spicy hot pot. The main ingredient is you."
The flesh on your body.”
Mads roared: "I'm not convinced! I'm not convinced!"
The loud roar spread far away, and the shadowy ghosts next to the street lamp base were shattered by King Xin's roar.
Right now, right now.
In front of the south hall of the arsenal, the huge steel arm burst out with an even more terrifying roar.
Sixteen dark holes opened in the armor's stomach, from which dense rain of rockets shot out.
When he heard this movement, Cliff's fear engraved in his DNA came -
——That's the whistle made by the BM-13 Katyusha rocket launcher as it passes through low altitude.
He will never forget it in his life!
Strings of cannonballs emitted golden tail flames and bombarded the Iceman who was hiding his face in the shallow sea in a defensive posture. In the billowing smoke and dust, the dead giant roared in anger.
Three huge knuckles and half of the palm slowly fell down, and the burnt black pus and blood spurted out from the wounds, smashing into the sea and exploding into mud flowers more than ten meters high.
Cliff: "Are you convinced?"
"Let's go..." Mads's tone suddenly became gentle: "Let's go..."
...
...
[part·pump your fist]
On the other side, Jason Megan threw the last lapis lazuli into the [] mechanism.
His whole body was on fire and he was in excellent condition. The soul from the ancient giant almost merged with him.
His eyes were pitch black, like the hollow dome seen from the head of a giant trapped in a cave, and he was in tune with materialism, feeling and understanding it.
The energy beam that Iceman spat out at Mads Bruno just now made Jason uneasy. With a little force on his right arm, the materialistic iron fist launched a defensive counterattack towards the enemy.
"I can't see anything, Wendy, my head shares a pair of eyes with Pyro's nerve center! What should I do now?!"
"What can you see?" Wendy led her employer forward, toward the end of the vertebral organ, the interface between the cerebellum and the vertebral column that connects the motor nerves.
Jason immediately said: "It's so dark! There are rocks everywhere!"
Wendy: "Can you move your body?"
With a thought in Jason's mind, his limbs were ignited with raging fire.
From the far reaches of the cave, inexplicable earthquakes were heard from all over the place, as well as the fire caused by the explosion of weapons and ammunition.
"No! My limbs are far away! Several kilometers away! Even turning over is a problem!"
"Then wait!" Wendy Mills stuffed Jason into the [1] mechanism, which was the last pivot node.
Jason only felt that the environment was getting hotter and hotter, as if he had gone from the relatively spacious joint cavity of the spine to a large iron ball that was cramped and narrow.
He took a step forward and heard the iron ball rolling forward like a rotor. He let his legs go and ran, but he could only stop in this quiet room.
Jason: "Just waiting?"
Wendy: "Yes, wait for the departure gong!"
...
...
at the same time--
——The sudden roar of the rocket just now woke up the old engineer.
In the power workshop, Jiang Xueming had just packed up the truck and sent all the materialistic armor up.
"What's going on?"
The engineer grandpa said: "It's awake! It's awake, it's awake! Come on! Come on! Walk around! It's still lying down! It hasn't stood up yet!"
"You haven't stood up yet?" Jiang Xueming didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. What was the "it" in the engineer's grandfather's mouth?
The two jumped into the large truck, and the engineer grandfather pointed at the huge iron arm in the direction of the arsenal in the passenger seat.
"It's materialism! It hasn't stood up yet! The Iceman has already looked over! We have to hurry up..."
"It's a...robot?" Jiang Xueming finally understood the meaning of [materialism]. He turned the car around and prepared to head towards the Central Square.
"Yes! It's big! It's big! Big fire man!" The old man immediately pushed the steering wheel, and the truck almost tilted over and rushed to the other road, running towards the materialistic arm. "This way! Let's go.
This way! It’s faster this way!”
The truck carried two two-legged walking mechas. Xueming originally wanted to send new toys to his friends. These big guys are perfect attachments for dealing with giants, but judging from the anxious look on the old man's face, it seems that they have another purpose.
A usage.
Xueming didn't ask any more questions. After all, in this land, only old engineers knew how to awaken materialism.
There was darkness in the direction of the coastline, and the towering giant shadow stepped forward again with an earth-shattering momentum.
Bing Renju bent down, as if hearing the steel heartbeat of his compatriots, groping in the mud, stirring up the tide, and after a while he pulled out a hand ax more than seventy meters long.
"No, no, no, no... not yet! Not yet!" The old engineer's eyes almost popped out of his sockets: "Hurry up! Hurry up! Jiang Xueming! Hurry up!"
The Iceman stretched his waist, aimed at the giant arm in front of the south hall, and threw the hand ax fiercely!
The ax blade broke through the speed of sound the moment it left the hand, and the shock wave generated when the sonic explosion exploded made Grandpa Engineer and Xueming's ears bleed.
It hit the arm as tall as a building and cut into the steel bones of the iron arm. The huge energy melted the steel, and hot gold flowed from the wound.
His arms were tilted and he collapsed in front of the truck.
The speeding freight truck collided with the fingertips of materialism unpreparedly.
At that moment Xueming felt like she was going to die——
——Very sudden, without any foreshadowing.
The front of the car was squeezed by a huge force, quickly absorbing energy and deforming, and the entire steering wheel rushed towards his face.
At that moment, his will to survive burst out with astonishing energy, and the spirit body almost smashed half of the front of the car. Then, steel fists rained down, and together with materialistic fingers, a tunnel was opened for only one person to pass through.
The world was spinning for a while, and he crashed into the steel wire ropes. These tough industrial products are the muscles of materialism. At this moment, Xueming's body was cut with dozens of horrific wounds to the bone in the violent collision.
Enduring the severe pain, Xueming climbed up from the iron purgatory, his whole body almost falling apart, and then gave himself medicine to restore his blood.
He climbed back into the pit and saw the old engineer dying in the passenger seat of the deformed dump truck. He stretched out his hand towards him and handed him a steel hammer.
"Knock the gong...knock the gong...knock...set off...start the program...set off..."
Before he could finish the last sentence and the engineer grandfather had time to tell his real name, he died in the crack of steel.
Xueming immediately went to check the old man's vital signs, then used his spirit body to open the door, took out the body from the deformed steel frame, and injected the panacea to save him.
His spirit body can only do these things, and can only save his own life in this kind of horrific natural disaster.
No time to remember the dead——
——There is no time to look back.
Xueming climbed out of the tattered frame and saw two infantry combat mechas lying in a "pool of blood", lying in the bright red diesel fuel of the large truck, burning with the "high-temperature blood" flowing from the wounds of materialism.
Xueming didn't know if there was any use in beating the gong at this moment. Can their electronic devices still hear the power-on prompt?
But he must complete this ritual. According to what the old man said, only materialism that stands up can defeat these giants. If not, he and his friends will die here.
Xueming found the steel gong from the cargo compartment and sounded the departure gong with all his strength.
The sound waves echoed in the silent city, spreading far and wide, and were brighter than gunshots.
The Iceman followed the low sound of the gong and immediately blew a loud whistle from the distorted pot-shaped mouth——
——The hand ax flew away from the iron arm of materialism. It responded to the call of its master and left new wounds when it left the steel frame. The explosion when it broke through the speed of sound almost shattered Xueming's spiritual world again.
But before the ax could fly more than ten meters.
The iron fist of materialism is moving!
It tightly grasped the Iceman's hand axe, and seemed to want to use this strength to pull the big arm out of the mud!
Unfortunately, it failed to succeed in the end, and a tearing cry could be heard as the steel knuckles deformed.
"I can see it!"
The radio stations of the two infantry combat mechas have new communication signals.
"I can hear it!"
The huge steel palm takes the materialistic sub-body mecha into its hand, just like the core component of a complex mechanism inserted into it.
Jason Megan has more pictures in his eyes——
——The streets of Nanguan are like hell, and Jiang Xueming is standing frozen, his ears are bleeding and his face is pale.
"You have sounded the gong to set off! Jiang Xueming!"
These two dilapidated mechas were sent through the conveyor belt shaped like blood vessels, flames and hammers in the iron arms of materialism, and countless mechanical arms repaired them to their original state, and sent them to the wounds of the broken arms.
There are more important things waiting for them to be completed.
The Iceman will continue to throw his ax and strangle the brother who is about to wake up from his sleep.
Xueming suffered an extremely strong impact and could not even maintain his spiritual form. He only heard the familiar sonic boom sound again.
The thick steel palm suddenly covered it——
——At that moment, Xueming only felt that a building fell down towards him.
The iron sheet of the building even opened a window, and he was rolled into the room rudely and savagely. Then he lost control of his body, tumbling in the complex conveyor belt, spinning wildly in the hot steel shaft, and sent him farther away.
place.
"He's safe!" Wendy Mills was at Jason's side, "Concentrate on dealing with Iceman! The energy reserve in your right arm is sufficient!"
The hot feelings were about to tear his chest apart, and Jason was roaring.
"Will tomorrow be dawn or dark?!"
The Blue Stone Man misses his limbs and his companions all the time.
Nuclear power engines and diesel engines form a powertrain of tendons and bones. When the power is fully turned on, the powerful electric field generated by this iron arm almost tears a huge gap in the dense fog and blows away all the dust.
The flying ax was smashed into four pieces by the materialistic steel fist. Even if only the mechanical unit in the forearm was doing work, the output of this body had far exceeded that of the mythical unit.
The scattered fragments of the ax blade pierced the Iceman's belly - the Laughing Man farther away was accidentally injured, and his thigh was broken.