Vol 8 Chapter 52: 1 all is...

The heavy insurance gate connecting the inside and outside of the cage was made by Fink Industries. Elizabeth tried to pick the lock but was unsuccessful. Her process of picking the lock was recorded. Booker knew that she knew this door well, and Elizabeth and it were considered to be the same. Old opponent.
On the way to the boat, the woman-Booker now knows that her name is Lutes, the chief scientist of Colombia-gave Booker a key in the box, which is the key to the door.
Many things are intricately presented in front of Booker. He can't see clearly or understand for a while, but those are not important. The important thing is Elizabeth. The important thing is to take this little girl out. If she is willing to follow the cloth K back to New York, then they go to New York, if she wants to go to Paris, then they go to Paris. Many places in this world are worth visiting. Take a look. There are many things worth trying, many people worth loving, and many ideals worth fighting for.
People have life because they have freedom. Elizabeth used to be dead, and no matter how vivid she is, she is also a dead doll. Now she is going to live. The key in Booker's hand is exquisitely shaped. The key handle has a bird pattern on one side and a cage pattern on the other. It is the key for the bird to open the cage.
Elizabeth received the key in surprise, turned around and skillfully opened the heavy insurance door. Having lived for twenty years, today is the first time Elizabeth has walked out of this cage. Booker said with a smile, "Go down! Go to the elevator!" She put her skirt in her hands, ran down the stairs quickly, and walked quickly across the long. gallery.
At this time, the guests outside the statue tower were very impatient. He uttered more and more harsh and heavier cries. Booker had never heard such a sound in his life, and it was close to this kind of reverberation. There are very few of them, perhaps it was the iron pill of the mortar tore the sky, or he witnessed the huge tidal sound of the Mosken Maelstrom in Norway at night.
"What is that!" He couldn't help asking.
"It's Nightingale!"
"I know it's a Nightingale! But what is a Nightingale?!" Elizabeth ran ahead of him, and the whole statue began to shake violently. The monster outside was about to shatter and tear the tall brass tower. Booker himself saw Seeing the sharp three-toed steel claws tearing the heavy copper plate, through the twisted and vicious gaps in the metal, one could see a large and fast black bird's shadow flying in the sunny sky outside-that is the nightingale.
He stepped up and caught up to Elizabeth's wrist. She ran too fast, and Booker was free to speak. He pulled Elizabeth all the way down, rushed to the elevator entrance of the observation room, and called the elevator anxiously.
Elizabeth looked around the observation room. She pulled the lever and saw that behind the glass was her residence. The fact that she had been under surveillance for a long time was finally clearly laid out in front of her.
The statue tower was in a huge earthquake, and the shaking did not stop for a moment. This is the city of Columbia in the sky, but Booker felt that he was in an earthquake!
"These... They have been watching me for so many years? Why did they leave me here... What am I?"
"Don't worry, I will take you away right now. Think about life outside. It is freedom. I will take you to see everything."
"What is everything?"
"Everything is..."
Before the words were over, the elevator door was torn apart by the evil nightingale, and they screamed.
Nightingale’s huge bird-head breathing helmet can’t reach into the room. It just sideways, just like a real bird, facing both Booker with strong, dazzling yellow glass eyepieces. The flashing light is like scrutinizing and warning gazes. , Staring maliciously, constantly hitting the elevator entrance with his head, breaking the wall like a woodpecker swiftly preying on worms.
Booker was almost out of breath.
The huge and fierce nightingale is basically an erect African elephant-like monster. The traces of biological transformation make his shape extremely unnatural and extremely blasphemous. It is like a factory worker who has been fainted in the steam dreaming of a nightmare. Horror creature.
So Booker put Elizabeth behind his back and fired. While quickly tilting the ammunition in the Mauser gun, he used the ability Crow Storm he bought to release the siege of the ravens. These black doom birds flapped their edges to obscure Nightingale's vision, blocking the strong, full of inexplicable yellow light, so that he could take a breath.
The bullet hit Nightingale’s body surface, but it was unharmed. It just made a ugly and huge cry. The huge sound flooded the narrow observation room. Booker lost his hearing for a moment. In the strong buzzing of the cochlea, Nightingale Getting closer and closer, in this drowsy, cramped, gloomy and critical time and space, the elevator finally arrived, and the prompt jingle, and then the quickly falling elevator smashed Nightingale down. The crisis was temporarily lifted.
Booker quickly put away the pistol, grabbed Elizabeth's hand again, and led her to escape from the statue.
No matter what, they must escape, otherwise they will be trapped in the tower and will only be torn apart by Nightingale connecting the entire statue.
So they really came outside, standing on the wet and cold brass trail. Go up is the head of the statue, go down but don't know where it leads.
"Where to go?" Elizabeth also gripped the edge of Booker's palm tightly, her face completely washed off.
"Upward." Booker took out the magnetic sky hook around his waist. Now he can only hope in it. Although Booker has never used this guy, he heard from Mr. Benjamin that this thing is very reliable, far away. Can attach you to the empty rail.
Necromancer Benjamin, I hope you tell the truth.
Behind the statue came another cry of a bird that pierced the cloud and cracked stone, and then the brass colossus shook its shoulders slightly and shook the two of Booker out.
They did not touch the ground and fell towards the clouds~EbookFREE.me~ Booker yelled, Elizabeth also yelled, in the air, they were still holding each other's hands tightly.
"Hold tight!" Booker suddenly burst into laughter in such violent fear of death. They whirled down and saw the fast approaching empty track. Booker pressed the trigger of the magnetic sky hook and the claw rotated. The strong magnetic force attracted it to the empty rail.
Bang!
Booker is connected!
He felt that his arm was almost torn, but fortunately, the downward trajectory of the air track broke the impulse away. He was traveling rapidly along this magnetic air track, at an altitude of 20,000 feet above North America, Booker De Wit took Elizabeth through the clouds, over the collapsed brass lamb statue, over the propeller of the airship, over the atmosphere and wind, over the city and the soul.
Booker laughed happily, while Elizabeth spread out her limbs like a leaping bird.
"Freedom! Freedom!"
Nightingale passed by them, tearing the empty rail and suspension bridge in front of them in the dry and high voice.
Booker yelled like a woman again, he couldn't catch Elizabeth, and the two flew out, and together with the huge amount of construction debris, they rolled in the sky and fell toward a gray-blue sea.
The surface of the sea was sparkling, and it approached quickly. When Booker hit the surface, he had the illusion of being shot. In the panic, he fell to the bottom of the sea in a daze. In the water, the rapidly rising water pressure smashed his mask, and the building fragments hit his back. Nightingale murmured dullly in the sea, and finally failed to execute Booker, he hurried away. The sea ascended to heaven and fled.
This was the last sight Booker saw before he became awake, and then he fell into a deep dream of the deep sea.
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