Bu Liuxing shouted the name of the god loudly and knocked down the mechanical ninja with one punch. His right arm was trembling violently and seemed to be not obeying his command. He could feel that Hotwind was still hesitating.
This electronic ghost does agree with the views of the gods of Shinto City. Its genetic prototype is Foehn - the mind is also affected by Foehn, so it is difficult for Meteor to control this arm.
But now, he has to subdue this unicorn arm and open up its [Triple Burner Profound Entrance].
After the C60 armor at the knuckles was burned at high temperature, it finally turned into scattered debris, revealing the fresh white flesh inside. Meteor almost lost his mind in pain, and his eyes could almost spit out fire.
He kept a close eye on the physical body of the Hayate Ninja and was always on guard against the corpse of the Shuofeng Warrior.
This punch really knocked them down——
"--not enough!"
Meteor stretched out his right arm. This arm belonged to Hot Wind Boy. Now he wanted to let the electronic ghost know who had the final say on this body.
"I don't believe a word of these fallacies you're telling me!"
Gale became angry with embarrassment, and a streak of bright red blood flowed from his mask, which seemed to be the damage caused by punching on his lips and teeth.
"Stupid! It's because there are unreasonable people like you. In the social structure of Homo sapiens, progressives have too little insight, and there are too many savages like you! This race is like this"
Before Hayate could finish speaking——
"——Put away your arrogant compassion!"
Meteor's cuffs and arms were stuck together, and the textile fibers were burned by the nano-iron and almost grew into his skin.
He simply tore off his quick-release gear and shirt, and faced the enemy naked again.
Two latissimus dorsi muscles bulged sharply, and his beard and curly hair grew together, like a primitive human.
"You talked so long and nonsense with me! Haven't you ever thought about it? I don't understand these things at all?!"
Hayate: "Nani a!"
"Bo and Brother Ming often look bitter because of the things you said and the messy political issues you talked about." Bu Liuxing clenched his fists and had nothing else in mind: "Every time they talk to me about big principles,
My ears were numb and my head was spinning - it was too spacey, too big, and too unrealistic for me."
Gale was shocked. He didn't understand what Bu Meteor was talking about. Just like Meteor didn't understand what Gale was talking about, they were two kinds of creatures. Even if they were reincarnated as humans, the gap was bigger than that between humans and dogs.
"You have emphasized to me time and time again how hypocritical people are, how unforgivable sins they are, how humble human nature is, and how fragile the human body is." Meteor gritted his teeth and cursed: "But why the hell do I get so angry when I hear that?
?!"
"When it comes to talking about politics and reasoning, I am indeed a layman!"
"When I went to the hardest-hit areas where the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult was raging, people asked me——"
"——Crying General, when can we live a stable life?"
At this point, Meteor's fist crackled.
"I can only cry! I can only continue to cry! I can't say anything! I can't do anything!"
"strongwind·blast!"
"My hands and my heart have become so strong in order to protect the weak and uphold justice!"
"I didn't know it before. I was walking around the world in a daze, and when I heard people screaming for help! I woke up immediately. I didn't know what happened, but my legs were already running forward!"
"Because I am a layman! So I don't care at all about how powerful the enemy is! No matter how advanced their thoughts are or how mature their concepts are! I can't even understand! I can't understand!"
"What an evil guy! He would throw living people into a flesh and blood mill for the sake of an idea, a doctrine, and a few rules!"
Gale collapsed on the ground, and it took a while before he got up. He really didn't expect that the explosive power of Bu Meteor would be so outrageous. This Homo sapiens used rose pyroxene to increase muscle output, and coupled with the skeletal arm of this wild beast, it actually
It can be beaten to the point where its nerves become deranged and its limbs become paralyzed.
"[Cyberic · Cybernetics] is your lie." Bu Liuxing raised his leg and kicked Shuofeng's corpse to pieces. The moment the blast ninja lost his will to fight, his soul power also returned to his body.
"It's a slave master's science fiction!"
"It is a dark fairy tale fabricated by imperialism to survive."
"You hope to have a huge steel brain that can control all production activities, and Homo sapiens is also one of your products."
"Human beings will become appendages of machines, thereby achieving complete slavery."
"Foehn's philosophy was completely wrong from the beginning. It is not an embrace of progress and has nothing to do with progressivism."
"This is escape, this is surrender! The God of Shinto City——"
Meteor's arms were emitting hot water vapor, and he was clenching his fists, like a Vajra glaring at the King of Ming.
"——Do you think it was science and technology that created you? Created artificial intelligence? Created the fifty-one towers that connect heaven and earth in Shinto City?"
"No, no, no, that's not right. It is precisely because of the weakness of Homo sapiens that evil spirits like you have the opportunity to come to the world."
"It is fear that created you. [venom·poison] and [vita·medicine] are always inseparable, two sides of the same body."
"In earlier times, when there was no pyroxene, Morpho butterflies relied on fear to induce the inner soul power and create incredible miracles - psychics and traditional wizards called these tricks magic witchcraft."
Gale stood up unsteadily and then began to roar.
"You guy can obviously understand everything! Why? Why do you pretend to be confused? It's simply unreasonable! You are the madman!"
"Stop talking nonsense." Meteor waved a provocation, asking Gale to die: "Come on! I punch to protect the weak. You talk about your survival of the fittest, I talk about my fairness and justice - we can't talk about it, we just
It will feel like the other person has fallen into eternal madness.”
Meteor gestured with his right hand, and the tattered prosthetic skeleton began to glow. Under the illumination of the rhodonite, it gradually changed from pale zombie flesh to crimson red.
"And this arm is not mine. Since you treat me as an inferior race, I will also treat you as an out-of-control machine."
"Do you have to reason with the owner about the tool? I think you must have expired the warranty period and can only be treated as a scrapped electronic product!"
"Then here's the question! According to the classification of garbage, what kind of garbage are you?"
The mechanical ninja once again pulled out the Samurai sword on his back. The shining silver sword could reflect the reflection of a shooting star.
They no longer engage in verbal quarrels and lose any illusions——
——The important factor that determines the outcome of this game lies in Hot Wind Boy.
Meteor's right arm has been modified. The venom mechanism and the body belong to Hot Wind, and his spiritual power needs the support of chirality. If Hot Wind boy doesn't side with Meteor and loses the protection of Mr. Mighty, Ah Xing will definitely lose.
The ocean currents sweeping in from Niflheim, more than 700 kilometers away, slapped the gravel and sand on the shore, and the violent sea wind made the clothes of the mechanical ninja rustle.
The blade of the blade flickered with the reflected light of the street lamp, like a constantly flowing and liquefied star. The right hand of the Gale Ninja holding the knife deflected the angle, trying to shine the reflected light into the meteor's eyes.
The moment the light and shadow intersected, the two of them moved at the same time!
"[whamrap·Mr. Whamrap]!"
The moment he punched and sprinted, Meteor shouted out Hunwei's true name. He was extremely convinced in his heart that even if Refeng had recognized the reality and accepted the fact that it was dead, the ghost of Foehn Feng would definitely be able to understand his words.
Can understand what he is saying.
After all, it was once a warrior who died in Guangling. No matter how many years pass, or the passage of time, it cannot change the warrior's will to fight.
What are we fighting for? Even the military books from two thousand years ago emphasize how important the will to fight is to a warrior.
Hot Wind will definitely come to help. Meteor has never doubted this partner, even if its words become less and less, even if its heart begins to waver, even if it, like its prototype, becomes obsessed with the beauty of the blissful space.
At this moment, Meteor opened his arms and still wanted to completely destroy the enemy's offensive with his bare hands.
He made almost no reservations and exposed all his heart and soul to the blast ninja——
——He has this confidence precisely because he once used this trick against Ye Zhong.
Foehn's children also possess Foehn's power. If Mr. Mighty can defeat Ye Zhong with this move, he will definitely be able to defeat Hayate!
When the Shamo Sword was cutting off the head, it was choked by the generous and powerful fleshy palms. At that moment, time became slower and slower, slower and slower!
At first, the meteor was mistaken for a side effect of adrenaline. The brain slows down the body's perception of time due to near-death experiences.
But when the blade stopped in Meteor's hand, there was no movement anymore. Meteor finally understood that this was not an illusion. There was a strong spiritual tide that solidified everything at this moment.
The blast ninja looked ferocious, still maintaining the dynamic of jumping and slashing in the air, like a sculpture frozen in the air.
Mr. Mighty did not respond to Meteor and ran away to who knows where - maybe he was still loyally staying by Brother Xueming's side. Axing knew nothing about this. He couldn't even move his head or move his eyes.
.It was like being under a restraining spell, and I could only watch helplessly.
——He saw the waves solidify and the water splashes remain in the air.
——He saw gulls flying low in the sky, just outside the bridge behind Hayate Ninja, and were about to fly farther away.
——He saw a shadow getting closer and closer on the straight blade of the Shama Sword.
It seems that this figure is the only thing that can move in the frozen space and time. This figure is the only god.
He couldn't speak, couldn't shift the focus of his pupils, he could only watch the figure getting closer and closer, completely unaware of what was happening.
who's that person?
He doesn't understand, he doesn't understand.
Until this familiar stranger came to the shooting star——
——It was a soul with a broken body and almost no skin.
It is no longer considered human, but it possesses the characteristics of soul power.
Its shape is like an orc with bird feathers, brown and white hair spread neatly and regularly all over the body, and strange hands grow out on its arms and torso.
These palms also grew hair, hugging the waist and shoulders, and two palms separated from the back of its head to hold its cheeks, turning into armor like a visor.
Its heart is empty, with a dark, sticky ball of mud, like a rotating core of the earth, slowly squirming and rotating in its heart.
Its head is very similar to a cuckoo bird, and its beak protrudes forward slightly, resembling the helmets of Nozhong and You Guangyigui.
When this magical spirit came to the shooting star, it spoke.
"I am [hotwind·hot wind], boy."
"This may be the first time I activate my spiritual energy, and it will also be the last time I use the power of my soul."
"My power comes from my body - from Foehn."
The meteor couldn't move at all. He was surprised in his heart and began to think wildly. Could Foehn's soul power actually stop time? Otherwise, how could he explain this strange landscape?
"This is the first time I've seen you from this angle." The hot wind was close to the meteor. The cuckoo knight carefully observed the appearance of the meteor with one eye: "It's quite interesting."
Previously, Hot Wind could only rely on the eyes of meteors to see the world, but [mirrors] can deceive people - the scenery in the mirror is completely reversed from the real world. People look in the mirror to identify their appearance, but it is not the real appearance. In
In ancient times, people would hire realistic painters to draw their true faces. Later, with the advent of cameras, we can finally see our true selves clearly.
"I want to talk to you."
The enemy is facing a formidable enemy, and Hot Feng is not worried at all.
"At this moment, under the influence of my spiritual energy, your brain is in a state of accelerated thinking."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It seems that everything has stopped moving, but it's not what you think. I don't have the super power to stop time and space. Just because your thinking speed has become faster, so they will
Slower and slower, slower and slower, until completely still.”
"In this state, the brain's operating speed and the load on the bioelectrical system will be overloaded hundreds to thousands of times."
"A large number of sensory signals will flood into your brain, especially the optic nerve source - the human eye can receive so much information that it is incredible."
"But you don't have to worry-"
"——My Riemannian thinking model is helping you process this information. Before long, I will be overloaded, self-destruct, and die forever."
The Cuckoo Knight gently stroked the blade of the Shama Sword, as if meeting a long-lost comrade, and then told the shooting star about the past story.
"My prototype was once such a reckless, ignorant little bastard."
"He often overloads his brain, acquires amazing perceptions in a short period of time, and can have extremely strong concentration and judgment in an instant."
"He can also damage the enemy's brain, causing the enemy to feel thousands of times more pain and die extremely slowly and painfully."
"This self-inflicted fighting style has been throughout Foehn Feng's life. You may be curious-"
"——What is the reason and what kind of character can create such a soul?"
"Bu Liuxing, we are all red stone people just like you."
"We are burning when we are alive, but the speed and intensity of burning are different."
"In order to continue burning, the Foehn Regiment must use an electronic brain like the venom mechanism to maintain Foehn's sanity."
"You are right, it is fear that gave birth to the Shinto people. When I heard your call, when I saw your tears, at that moment I seemed to see another myself from a long, long time ago."
"I'm not sure, is that person actually me? I don't dare to think about it. I don't want to make any assumptions. All kinds of speculations will only make me more and more troubled, confused and lost.
All courage.”
"[Mr. Whamrap·Mr. Whamrap], you have grown up. You are stronger and more powerful than me. I am not your teacher, you are my teacher."
"I am about to burn out, but I have no regrets. When I turn into ashes, you will regain your freedom. Your soul power can return to you, just like your limbs connected with flesh and blood, it will cooperate with you wholeheartedly.
"
"I've been in a cage for too long. I can't become your cage."
"There is no rain that cannot stop, and there is no fog that cannot be dispersed."