Mather punched the cockpit door of the spacecraft, and the sound shocked the pilot. He wrapped a thick, blood-stained towel around his neck, turned a pale face, and said: "Now
?But we haven’t landed yet—”
Glancing outside the window, Mather had vaguely heard a few muffled crashes from the city with high stone walls below. It felt like they were in the direction where Luze and his group were. It sounded like from high in the sky.
What kind of noise and movement will there be on the ground after a slight impact?
"Open the door, otherwise——"
"Got it!" Seeing that Mather seemed to be about to forcefully break the door, the driver quickly slapped the control panel and shouted, "Where are my abilities?" before Mather finished speaking.
As soon as the door opened a narrow gap, the oncoming strong wind blew away his voice. Mather held the door with one hand, and half of his body had already squeezed out of the spacecraft. Under his feet was the empty sky, and the stone pillars.
The towering ground. Before she let go and jumped down, she shouted without looking back: "Wait one hour!"
The next second, she fell through the long wind that came to greet her, and fell straight into the countless rocks that were rushed up quickly.
"Rockfall City" is the name of a model of the apocalyptic world, not just a city.
The model world faithfully presents a mirror image of the original world: skyscrapers have been replaced by towering stone pillars, residential apartments have been crushed by giant stones - every city, village, and town on the ground is planned to be exactly the same in size, a town formed by huge stones.
It was smashed into powder.
I heard that after the end of the world, in that distant world, it took several years for the smoke, clouds, dust and mist that settled on the horizon to finally dissipate and reveal the light of day again. As for those in cities and towns, their vision suddenly changed.
It was night and no one understood what happened. No one knew where the boulders fell from, so many people said that maybe they should be called "meteorites" instead.
Mather gasped and climbed up on a flat and broad stone platform.
Even the steel and concrete were smashed and burned away by the flames caused by the impact, but these huge stones did not add a single trace of wear. After they fell down, the stones began to grow until they completely replaced human buildings.
There is no missing inch, no corner that cannot be closed; and standing up from the human realm is only their first step.
But, fortunately, this is just a model.
Mather didn't have to worry about how he would survive the countless mountain-like boulders that rotated, moved, and collided from time to time, let alone what mark was painted on which stone building - each stone was said to have a different effect.
, some can produce a small amount of plants and special items, some can turn people into parts of stones, and some will only have an effect after a period of time... There are nearly a thousand icons in total, and I don't know which ones were lucky enough to survive in the first place.
How can ordinary people who come down remember so many icons and escape from the siege of huge rocks.
She climbed down the stone platform, with the sky dozens of meters high below her. Mather focused all her attention on a direction in the distance, catching the faint shouts and muffled sounds coming from the wind.
, and the sound of footsteps when people are running - the personalities have already met Chotans.
As long as you find a suitable corner and hide yourself temporarily... you can wash away Chotans' abilities unexpectedly.
"Are you all the personalities he produced?"
The short, fat figure, who looked exactly the same as in his memory, was standing on the stone road between two towering stone towers. His path was blocked by several figures nearby. Chotans had no idea what was coming behind him.
Mather was getting closer and closer, and she didn't seem to be afraid at all. She turned her head and looked at everyone, and said in admiration: "Everyone is so vivid and different, with different abilities. It's really amazing."
"How did you know about us?" That cool voice was instantly recognizable as Feng Qiqi. He was stopping right in front of Chotans and asked, "Who told you?"
"You should have reached your final perfection, right?" Chotans asked as if he hadn't heard anything, "How long did it take you to complete it?"
"I admire your strength," that sticky voice naturally belonged to Feng Siti; he always seemed to want to make himself intimate with others and let others know that no matter what he said, it was all for the good of others.
The voice. "It doesn't matter if you have combat power, but you can't stop your anger, right..."
From the sound of his voice, Feng Siti seemed to be squatting on the second floor of the stone tower, talking condescendingly from the window.
"Where's Luze?" Jotense looked around, "Why are there only the four of you nearby? Where did you hide him?"
Bliss leaned against the stone tower, folded her arms, and said nothing. Only she seemed to be made of different lights and colors, almost out of tune with the others.
Mo Qi put his hands on the wooden handle of the shovel, and he could feel his low interest from a distance. "Why bother with such a weak warrior," he said, and waved the shovel.
Carrying it on his shoulders: "No matter how he knew it, it doesn't matter if he dies."
When Mochi walked towards Jotense, Mather had already turned out from behind the boulder where he was hiding; although the two of them did not say a word, they moved Jotense overtly and covertly one after another.
Caught on this line - as Mochi's shovel hit the stone road with a clang, tall black shadows shot straight to the sky on both sides of Chotans; two giant morning glory flowers
Swinging on the long green stem, it seemed as if the bell jar opened its mouth and pressed down on Chotans one after another.
Anyone's first reaction at this time is to dodge backwards, and Chotans was no exception. Mather's sharp armor had already been extended, ready to welcome him;
When the figure stepped back and jumped into her attack range, her arms cut off the wind, and her spread fingers pierced together.
When Jotense turned his head, several deep skin folds appeared on the back of his thick and fat neck. The corner of his eye glanced at Mather, as if he was startled and was about to open his mouth to say something.
, it's too late.
Mather originally made a lot of psychological preparations.
Such a person with a strange background must have more than one way to suppress the situation before he dares to approach Lu Ze - after all, one Lu Ze means an unknown number of evolvers. Her attack was even prepared to fail.
The best preparation is just to wash away the opponent's ability.
However, maybe it was because she was irritated and had murderous intent in her hands; or maybe it was because Jotense did not expect that someone would jump out from behind him - even Mather did not expect that a sharp knife-like
The sharp armor actually pierced into his neck with a "gurgling" sound, and five blood-red tips emerged from the flesh on the other side.
Chotans kept his head half turned, as if he couldn't believe it. His eyes seemed to bulge out of their sockets, and the blood in his throat made a few gurgling sounds. His life was passing away rapidly, and every time he lost his life, he could not believe it.
, Mather felt that the weight on his sword armor became a little heavier - soon, the only thing supporting Chotans still standing in place was the five long sharp armors that penetrated his neck.
.
She pulled her hand back, and the short, fat body hit the ground with a thud.
"that's all?"
Mo Qi put away his petunias at some point and was the first to come up. "Really dead? You're not pretending, right? We haven't done anything yet!"
"It's not even 12 yet," Feng Qiqi raised his hand and wiped the tip of his nose. "I didn't expect it to be solved."
Bliss, who was wearing a red skirt, looked like red clouds in the sky when she walked; she lowered her head, and her long black hair was floating in the air. "Really dead," she checked for a long time, then raised her head and said, "I'm not using props.
Pretending...but this is too easy."
"His fighting power is not very high." As soon as the voice sounded, Mather realized that there was a little boy sitting behind the stone tower. "I saw it just now. With such a mediocre level, how could he be killed by one move?"
Nothing strange."
"Where's Luze?"
Mather glanced at the bleeding and turning pale corpse on the ground and asked.
"I'm here," followed by that sticky voice, Feng Siti came out from behind the door of the stone tower.
Lu Ze's originally broad and clear face was twisted into an overly full and greasy smile by Feng Siti, with a line of red gums exposed above his teeth. It always made people suspicious that he was smiling from below.
Stretch out your hand and explore where you can't see. "Look, it's me, right? Do you miss me?"
Mather turned her eyes and stayed at the junction of the distant rocks for a while.
When she felt Feng Siti approaching, she lowered her head again and said, "Next time you say you are Lu Ze, I will tell you never to return to this body."
Based on her understanding of Feng Sti, he would definitely pretend to be surprised. However, this time when the words fell, Feng Sti was quiet for a moment, and there was no reaction at all.
The other people couldn't help but turn their heads and glance at him; Mather's eyes swept over the corpse on the ground, the shadow around the corpse, and Feng Siti's toes stepping on the shadow - and finally landed on Lu Ze's picture.
face.
For a moment, she almost thought Lu Ze was back.
"What's wrong with you?" Mochi asked.
After a pause, Feng Siti slowly opened his mouth again. "What's wrong with me? I'm fine."
Mather turned her eyes away again, unwilling to look any further.
How could Lu Ze come back... She hasn't even found Lin Sanjiu yet. Jotense, who was originally thought to be hope, turned out to be a conspiracy and an interlude. How insignificant he was, how huge Mather's disappointment was at this moment.
Almost without any hope, Mather asked: "Has no one seen Lin Sanjiu?"
Several long-term personalities shook their heads when they heard this; but Mo Qi asked: "Who is Lin Sanjiu?"
"This person," Mather took out the rolled portrait from his pocket, unfolded it and said, "Maybe no one has told you..."
