Chapter 544: Thunder Jellyfish
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Uplifting Journey
- Knowledge and Truth
- 1332 characters
- 2021-01-29 08:24:14
The silver-haired man walked peacefully in the roar of monsters and splashing blood, and the slender silver light that ordinary people could not see flickered around him, slamming various creatures one after another, like broken lines. Puppet collapsed to the ground and lost his voice ...
An unusually reliable Perpetual War Machine charged ahead, creating a huge movement that attracted the attention of the Swarm, and Polunarev, who went in the other direction, walked a lot easier.
An ordinary bug can't stop a silver chariot at all, and it ca n’t do it for a short time. Although Polunarev's pure destructive power is far less than that of the Eastern aid armed to his teeth, the bug he faces is just Common mutant creature.
Because there is no soul of the ultimate life, these bugs have the essentials of normal life in biological structure, and they do not have the ability to observe and counter avatars-no matter how thick and strong armor, they cannot resist the blur. Substitute the real injury that ignores all physical obstacles and reaches the vital points in the body.
Compared to the mighty giant monsters and the fast and secret high-speed hunter, Polunarev felt that the mosquito-like large number of miniature poisonous insects were more difficult-fortunately, the swarm could not be like Cheng Bin with a special soul. Create cell-level weapons with a certain degree of independent mobility.
The lightweight, multi-functional protective clothing works well against weak insects with weak strength. With the tight coverage protection of the silver chariot, Polunarev can still keep water in a short time.
He walked along inexplicable instincts-although he didn't know the exact position of the enemy, he knew that the person's goal was himself, and ... time was extremely precious to anyone, and the other party would only be more valuable than him. More urgent.
Stopping in an open area of the base, Polunarev whispered, raising his hands and rubbing his beating temples—a huge amount of information fragments, like waves crashing over the dyke, Rolling in his soul.
This made his heart rate soar, his brain fainted a little ... and excitement.
This phenomenon has been looming since the beginning of the experiment of awakening the silver chariot and requiem, but the information flow during this time has clearly increased in intensity.
Polunarev knew something vaguely from the pieces of information, just like when he knew the avatar ability and name, but when he thought about it, he found that the truth was always shrouded in the mist.
A natural intuition that was obvious and unnatural, but trusted, drove him to constantly make choices and actions—
It was a subtle feeling that was difficult to describe ... it was like the urgency of looking at all the logic of words and deeds from a third perspective when you grew up and remembered the dark history of your childhood.
Standing in the small square where many military vehicles were parked, Polunarev turned his head and looked at the surrounding environment. He hadn't seen the insects for a while, and was silent in this weird silence. After a while, he raised his head and said, "Don't hide, come out and face me! Diablo!"
After a brief silence, a man's voice suddenly sounded behind Polunarev: "Come out to face you? Oh ... don't look at yourself very high, ants ..."
The red-haired man with naked tops showing angular muscles and his hands in his pants pockets came out of an armed off-road vehicle. He looked up and down Polunarev, who turned sharply, and sighed quietly: "I want It ’s not 'Porunarev' who is looking for defeat, and you are not just facing 'Diapolo' ...
In front of Polunarev, wearing a silver armor, the crimson king with a miniature face on his forehead slowly emerged from the air, with a vigilant smile on the opposite side ...
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In less than half an hour, what happened around the research base can be described as dazzling. When the white windbreaker Cheng Tailang flared like a flying wing tears the sky, crossed the mountains and reached the high altitude near the base, he saw The scene made him anxious, and he could not help but slow down subconsciously--
Overlooking from a high altitude, the expansive research base is now like an ant nest. Dense black spots burst out from the entrances and exits, and spread to all sides of the base in a messy but abnormally harmonious and smooth manner. "The outermost area has begun a crossfire with some garrison positions.
But what attracted Cheng Tailang's attention most was not the battle of humans and insects on the ground, but the extremely unusual and thick swirling thundercloud in the area just above the base where various helicopters, fighters and bombers were hiding.
Huge amounts of charge flowed around with the rotation of the clouds, and numerous "tentacles" emitting vaguely fluorescent, only rough outlines can be seen through air twisting, seemingly slow down from the eyes of the vortex above, but quickly dangling down.
Creepy huge energy flows between the clouds and tentacles. The closer the hanging tentacles are to the ground, the more terrifying the light and energy inside.
When the height of the tentacle tip and the ground breaks through a limit, the blazing electric light descends abruptly along the tentacles, completely destroying the tentacles in the thunderous thunder that resounds the heavens and the earth, and at the same time with the caress of the front ends of the tentacles, it is pulled on the ground A scar of death mixed with crimson and dark.
Each tentacle lowered from a cloud umbrella is accompanied by a horrifying thunder, as if there is a super giant thunder jellyfish composed of clouds and electric light. It is slowly descending the height, touching with its tentacles, exploring the vast earth .
The swarm of insects emerging from the research base was almost completely covered by the wide umbrella cover of Thunder Jellyfish. Numerous crickets of biological weapons fell into the sweeping Thunder without resistance. No creature could escape the umbrella cover alive. The most dense Thunder tentacles on the edge.
The dense swarm of swarms, flying from the sky to the underground drilling holes, is disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye from the outside to the inside. Only near the research base with deep lightning protection measures, can the swarms gather without being tentative by the thunder "Stroking."
The precise senses of the Platinum Star made Cheng Tailang see the process of those insects being killed by lightning. The instinct made him almost feel that he smelled the smell of charred carbonization of the protein ~ EbookFREE.me ~ so terrible The hell-like scene made him think of some items on the paper of the research base-weather control devices and the like.
But Cheng Tailang knew very well that manipulating Thunder Cloud to release lightning for precise strikes was definitely not something that human beings could achieve at the current level of science and technology. The kind of familiar atmosphere that permeated the clouds and Thunder and originated from the soul level made him the first It took a moment to understand who made the scene.
The ripple consciousness of the ultimate life, using special biological tissues and electromagnetic energy as the carrier, to let it go for wide-area effects, can it actually do this kind of thing ... Although it is the peculiarity of his soul that plows the nature The huge amount of energy that already exists is not impossible, but what is needed in this process is not just incredible control and computing power ...
Seeing the situation, Seitaro began to drop the height cautiously. The platinum star covering his whole body was blurred for a moment, but he raised his hand at a speed that ordinary human eyes couldn't find, and flicked the jade at the neckline of Seitaro's windbreaker. Texture of ring.
After a delay of two or three seconds, Cheng Bin's voice was transmitted to Cheng Tailang's ears with a near-screaming high-frequency shock. The "tone" was a little restless and ups and downs: "What is it? Busy?"