"How much price can people pay for an illusory ideal?"
FE204863 hugged each other and stared at the dark computer screen. At this moment, he was completely offline, leaving the Elysium and returning to the staff dormitory of the Hounds of Tindalos.
The moment the waterbirds take flight on the beach, the ending is already written.
An area of 378,000 square kilometers, like the Hongxing Mountain Scientific Research Station, has become a kingdom of the dead.
The two fighters have a final duel on the sea-crossing bridge.
Hand against hand, soul against soul.
Youth and old age, humans and machines.
Starting from the artificial island in Haitang Bay, let us take a bird's-eye view all the way. It is a red and jagged mineral rock. Affected by the geological activities over the years, it has become layer upon layer of dangerous mountains. There is such a mountain among the mountains.
A magnificent bridge.
It connects the mainland of Honshu Island and Kanto City, all the way to the northeast, and the railway is laid to Beichuan. In its most prosperous and prosperous era, it only took four hours for soldiers to take the train from the front line of the unknown land.
The train returns to the Nine Realms.
On the bridge, Meteor and Gale have reached their final round.
It seems to be an extremely simple binary opposition. The red blood energy and the blue electric light are divided into two air masses. The collision between the spiritual bodies contains all kinds of strange physical phenomena.
A dazzling sonoluminescence phenomenon burst out between the fists, and powerful shock wave explosions destroyed the senses of the two people again and again.
In an empty square, fighting an old man risking his life - this seems to be the typical ending of many adventure games.
Players are always winners. Even if they fail ten times or hundreds of times, there is always a reason why they cannot lose.
Meteor's health bar has bottomed out, and Gale's battery is running low.
In just one hundred and twenty seconds, the winner of this extremely intense duel between souls and powers was already decided——
——This was also the case with the psychic duel between Jiang Xueming and Kang Qiao Johnny.
When the power of the spirit body reaches a certain critical point, it can knock out a fist with an impact of 1,800 pounds, and can break the speed of sound when moving, then the whole game will quickly come to an end.
At this time, the key factor that determines victory or defeat is only their own [will].
The difference between the human body and the mechanical body becomes insignificant in this terrifying psychic conflict.
Sendou Ishimura had already been punched by Ryusei, and the brain injury had already driven him to death.
After the continuous high-pressure battles, Bu Liuxing was exhausted, and he could only rely on his blood to support his body and soul.
They didn't speak, there were no roars or hysterical howls. The whole process was very quiet, leaving only the collision between spirits.
What on earth is Sendo Ishimura thinking?
Meteor doesn't care about these, that is another story, a document left in the long river of time, waiting for historians and researchers in secret libraries to dig out.
The psychic forms of Mister Mighty and Storm Ninja beat each other and became entangled, but the mental pollution that burst out made Meteor almost cry——
——He could feel how unwilling the old man with gray beard in front of him was.
Brother Xueming also said before that the collision between soul power and soul power is like two swordsmen with excellent swordsmanship. When the blades touch each other, they may be able to understand each other's thoughts.
The psychic characteristics of Ishimura Sendo are very distinct - it is so painful that Ryusei's mouth and nose feel cold.
God knows how sad and aggrieved this little old man is, so his soul power has such spiritual power.
Maybe you don't need to do research, just use your brain a little and put yourself in someone else's shoes and think about who Qiantang is, what position he holds in the Foehn Division, and what kind of military unit he is in, and you may be able to understand part of the reason.
According to the establishment of Guangling Zhixi, this old man should be a special agent of the Foehn Division, and together with the attack team led by Foehn and the rapid reaction force of Igarashi Akira, they can be counted as Shinto City's local response to Mad Butterfly and Disaster.
The three sharp blades of the beast.
Sentou Ishimura has red blood flowing on his body. He retains most of the essence of Homo sapiens, but he always attacks and belittles Homo sapiens, just like a loyal tomb keeper.
After executing the ascension procedure, most of the lives in Shinto City went to live in the Elysian Space. Ishimura Sentou may be the only operation and maintenance manager still alive in the world, with the highest level of authority. It is the insurance for Foehn Feng to stay in the world. If it is true
One day, the artificial intelligence completely loses control and turns into a new race, becoming the natural enemy of Homo sapiens - Sendo can still come in handy.
But loneliness and fragility destroyed Sendo Ishimura. It was like Japan that suddenly collapsed in 1991. While hating its own weak humanity, it was looking forward to the beautiful gods taking it to the real kingdom of heaven.
In its eyes, its former comrades have all died and are living in another way. It needs to continue to live with this body that contains an extremely high human content (by Shinto City standards), and constantly designs new scripts for the birth of Refeng.
, weave new stories.
From 1984 to 2032, these forty-eight years, more than 17,500 days and nights, can turn a kind and brave human being into an evil and cowardly god.
FE204863 left this enemy to Bu Liuxing, because Sixty-three believed that he was no match for Ishimura Sendou. He also suffered from the torture of time, and without the help of the [Regret Medicine] body, he wanted to defeat this enemy with Xueming's body.
The enemy is really too difficult.
Change it to a simple and easy-to-understand sentence structure - this monster is too shitty. Sixty-three doesn't want to eat shit and go to jail, so he changed his strategy.
——So back to the final round of Meteor.
After four rounds of spiritual and physical duels, the young man finally gained the upper hand.
The two people's movements became slower and slower, and their injuries became more and more serious, but they still had no intention of speaking.
This is a war between Homo sapiens and machine life. If you can't get it on the battlefield, then you can't get it at the negotiation table. They all understand this truth, so they won't waste any more words.
The last round of attack was initiated by Sendou Ishimura. The old man stood up and took steps, deformed his movements, and seized the moment of depression after the collision between the spirits. He only breathed less than the meteor. He wanted to seize this little opportunity and wanted to die.
Comeback.
It thought——
——This may be the only chance. Both parties in the duel are already at the end of their strength. If there is another fight and Riemann's thinking model completely collapses, the body will be out of control, and it will be unreasonable to summon the soul power.
Have to fight for time!
Be faster than this kid and knock him down faster! Defeat him before he is knocked down!
Only in this way can you win.
Facing the menacing Sendou Ishimura, Ryusei hesitated for a moment——
——It’s not that he is weak, it’s that his brain can no longer keep up with his body.
In a state of mental distraction, the hands cannot keep up with the eyes, and the eyes cannot keep up with the brain. When the brain becomes slow, it will take one step slowly and one step after another. This is why Sendou Ishimura chooses to take the lead in attacking, as it can determine the outcome at any time.
At any given moment, the side that gets the upper hand will inevitably have a greater chance of winning.
The expected result did not appear. This duel between humans and mechanical life ended like a joke.
Dozens of skuas suddenly broke into this crucial contest, and they fiercely and savagely crashed into the two dying fighters.
Meteor's body was pushed and pushed by these aerial bandits, and was shaken to pieces, but he did not fall completely.
Sendou Ishimura's face was full of confusion and disbelief. Most of the life forms around Shinto City were strictly controlled. Except for some landscape seabirds, there would be no such vicious carnivorous birds on the list of creatures.
Moreover, there are bird repelling devices along the Ginza Kanto Cross-Sea Bridge, which use artificial magnetic fields to disrupt the magnetic field lines in the eyes of birds, driving these birds to other places to prevent them from hitting high-speed trains and trams.
Is there something wrong with the bridge's electrical system? Where did these skuas come from?
I have clearly given the order, why haven't the support from the Terrorist Rangers arrived yet?
Qiantang couldn't understand and had no time to think about it!
Its body was riddled with holes, and at this moment it could only watch these ferocious birds doing whatever they wanted on its head.
Unlike Meteor, there is no rigid connection between the skull and the body. In order to better display the power of the soul, Gale's entire set of prosthetics does not even have an artificial spine, and there is no chance of becoming a spine-breaking dog.
The soft flesh on its face, which still smelled of human flesh, was torn apart by sharp claws, and its eyeballs were pecked out. It felt its body light up, and the power was cut off the moment its head left the body - it died just like that.
Where did these birds come from?
Let's pull the timeline back and come to the round of FE204863.
When the troop carrier passed the long bend of the cross-sea bridge, Sixty-Three deliberately startled a group of water birds. These birds were all landscapes left by Shinto City on the beach and were docile poultry that had been artificially selected.
When the Broken Sword fell off the bridge pier and hit a heavier metal mineral with higher hardness, due to the rapid temperature change at an altitude of more than 100 meters, it suffered stress cracks and broke into more than 30 fragments of different sizes.
The roll-handled cloth and iron pieces were stained with human blood, and after more than forty generations of evolution, these waterbirds have regarded the smell of hematite oxide as food, and the rusty smell of human blood as food in the feed machine.
Starting from the Red Star Mountain in Niflheim, in order to eliminate chiral molecules in the sea, sixteen engineering ships worked here to improve the environment and turn it into a new port.
Human activities have driven skuas from the cold north to the south, so these robbers in the sky happened to be attracted by the corpses of waterfowl that accidentally ate iron pieces and died.
This is Sixty-Three's method of solving the problem. As for how many times he tried it, judging from Xueming's precarious battery capacity - it was at least hundreds of attempts and deductions.
Meteor sat down on the ground and couldn't move anymore.
He watched the head fly further and further away, slapping the skuas beside him, trying to drive away these bloodthirsty birds, but the birds and beasts in the underground world all have the blood of disaster beasts, and they devour and absorb each other.
, is an outstanding carnivore - staring at the weakness of Meteor's right arm and attacking fiercely.
Seeing that the red scarf sent by 3301 was about to be torn into pieces by these beasts, Meteor couldn't even use the strength to roar.
At this time, Brother Hei finally got tough -
——This big, shameless wolfdog jumped out and barked softly.
The skuas immediately dispersed, dropping brown-gray feathers all over the ground.
The young brave man couldn't say a word. Looking at the headless body of the blast ninja, he felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier. Only half of the agreed fifteen minutes had passed. He no longer had the strength to save himself. Brother Ming was here.
He won't be able to wake up anytime soon.
What should we do?
Ah Hei was of great help at this time. He dragged Jiang Xueming over from the wreckage of the troop carrier and licked the elixir out of Xueming's inner pocket with familiarity - he knew that this was where the male master hid his things.
Without Meteor having to do anything, Ah Hei chewed up the medicine bottle and then sprayed saliva on Meteor's face. The scene was very funny, like a squirt of salt soda.
Meteor had completely passed out. Brother Hei held the scarf on his right arm in his mouth, trying to tear away the wool fibers that were hindering the healing of the wound. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that General Crying was still holding on tightly even though he had fallen asleep.
This bright red strip of cloth refused to let go at all.
Seeing that the scarf was about to grow together with Meteor's flesh and blood! Ah Hei was so anxious that he whined and licked his good brother's face, but he couldn't wake him up.
At this time, the troop carrier from Ginza Town finally arrived.
Brother Hei became alert and fierce. He swore on his dog's horn that as long as the enemy dared to draw a gun, he would immediately escape with the two anonymous people.
The troop carrier looked shabby and had been baptized by artillery fire. The vehicle was parked about twenty meters in front of Brother Hei——
——The car door opened, and a Taoist priest Ping An, who was also listless and gloomy, came out.
There were sixteen holes left in his phantom body, which were all high-temperature vitrified carbon elements. After fighting with these miscellaneous fishes for countless rounds, he finally avenged his shame and proved with his strength that he was indeed a master.
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Mr. Ping An spoke concisely and concisely, and he and Brother Hei worked together to carry Xueming and Meteor onto the troop carrier, and then drove to Guandong City.
In just a few minutes, Xueming woke up on the fifteen-minute deadline.
"meteor!"
When he woke up, he was still on alert and immediately took out a weapon from his empty gun pocket.
Ping An: "Win!"
When he saw Luo Ping'an in the driver's seat and Bu Liuxing sleeping soundly, Xueming breathed a sigh of relief. He ducked down to check the injury on Liuxing's right arm, took out medical supplies from the carrying bag, and removed the inner lining of the right arm.
red line.
While healing his good brother, Xueming asked questions to Brother Ping An.
"How should we get out? Brother Ping An?"
Luo Ping'an: "Leave it to me."
"Do you have any idea?" Xueming analyzed rationally: "It's not that simple to get out of Howling Ridge."
The righteous bones of Shinto City are based on the essence of the transformed holy beast. If Xueming and Ping An's speculations are correct, there is still a mountain god waiting for them around Howling Wind Ridge.
This mountain god is most likely a holy beast transformed by the Pompeii worm after being transformed by the original seed.
The green gold wolf mother can deal with the incarnation butterfly. At the Mimir Hot Spring Market, Xueming saw a giant lion that turned into a saint. These creatures have very outrageous magical powers and are extremely difficult to kill.
Luo Pingan said at this moment that there is a way to deal with this kind of thing?
"I am just leisurely sightseeing for the whole game, and the main body is charging at the back." Luo Ping'an was pragmatic and told the current state frankly: "This clone still has about 49% of the spiritual power reserve, although it is unreasonable to be charged by these things.
The electronic android was beaten all over the ground, but it should still be able to use a big move."
Xueming didn't understand: "Ah?"
Luo Ping'an was driving while patting his chest and confirming the ticket.
"Believe me, my name is Luo Pingan, I will keep you safe and safe."
Xueming asked: "Do you want my help? Brother Ping An?"
"Yes! You have to do something for me, Brother Ming." Ping An kept talking, and talked to Xueming about the endearment they had for who knows how many generations: "I have a mold here, and it just so happens that your soul power is also
It can be used."
He saw a small black box thrown into Xueming's arms. He took a closer look and saw that the grooves of the mold showed a sword-shaped object that was as long as the palm of his hand and as thick as two fingers.
"What is this for?" Xueming couldn't understand.
Luo Pingan didn't look back, pointing to the two huge weapon boxes in the personnel carrier. They were originally Falcon MiniGun ammunition depots, but now Luo Pingan used the power of his soul to fill them with iron sand. There was a clay pot on the other side.
The tank has three layers inside and outside. The circuit of the MCFC fuel cell of the personnel carrier is connected and turned into a simple induction furnace.
Luo Pingan smiled playfully and felt embarrassed at first.
"I went out in a hurry and didn't bring a few magic weapons with me. I only took a piece of Mingde's relic. When I got in the car, I bumped into the heavily armed Meteor Boy. I was quite embarrassed, so I'd like to trouble you -"
Then he changed his face at the speed of light, with a stern expression, and handed the two broken rulers to Xueming.