Abyssal Wanderer

Chapter 201 NO.00c8: Under the Scorching Sun

The boy flapped the wings behind him, arousing a huge storm.

Then, condense!

Under his control, the violent hurricane instantly engulfed two gendarmes in the enemy formation who couldn't dodge.

At this moment, his consciousness was with the storm—manipulating the storm was as simple as manipulating his own fingertips.

Hovering in mid-air, he savored the desperate struggle of those two people in the wind, and then...

"die!"

Like some kind of incantation, the boy clasped his outstretched hands at the same time as he said it, as if he was crushing something. In that storm, two balls of gorgeous fire exploded instantly.

The parts of the aircraft and the broken limbs of the military police bloomed in mid-air like a celestial maiden scattered flowers.

It's strange, it's obviously the first time I've put on this suit of armor, and it's obviously the first time I've killed... But why is it that I'm so familiar with it?

As if the sadness and anger had been released a little at this moment, he let out a long breath.

Immediately afterwards, some emotions that did not belong to Falconman surged up.

I should go on...

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three shots rang out.

The boy raised a storm and blew the two bullets away, but a violent impact echoed in his right abdomen, followed by pain as if scalded by a branding iron, and the feeling of some warm liquid spreading there.

The man in the lead of the gendarmerie was aiming at himself with the black spear in his hand, and there was still gunpowder smoke wafting from the muzzle.

The man had a nearly burnt cigarette dangling from his mouth, with a ferocious and crazy expression on his face.

The boy held down the wound on his abdomen, feeling the blood flowing out gradually change from warm to cold.

"Blood for blood."

Then, he spit out these four words slowly and forcefully.

For those who have died, for those who are still alive.

For myself.

Kill them all, blow up their factories, leave only ash and dust.

The tyrannical consciousness burned every single brain cell in him.

He raised his head, the energy gathered in the eagle's beak on the helmet, and then...

…………

Aconitum-1 fired all three thermobaric implosion bombs it had stockpiled, which were enough extermination weapons to destroy all living things in the surrounding two blocks—if the company's public relations department failed to suppress this matter afterwards If it comes down, then the self who used this vicious weapon will undoubtedly suffer from being pushed out as a scapegoat to calm public opinion.

But now as long as he can kill the opponent, he doesn't care so much. In the future, whether it is incorporated into the criminal army to participate in the mercenary war, or sent to roam the abyss as a "mining card", it is better than dying right now.

So, he fired them all in one go.

Three cone-shaped missiles were fired with a plasma tail flame, two of them were engulfed and eroded by the opponent's misty ferrofluid, and the signal receiver failed and misfired.

As for the last missile, it chased and bit the opponent and flew up to the dome of the resettlement area—from a tactical point of view, this was the worst choice. There is no cover in the air, and the partial vacuum created by the high temperature above 2000 ℃ will all be firmly applied to his body.

But Aconitum-1 bet that the other party will definitely do this.

If it explodes where there is "cover" on the ground, it will be a massacre for the residents.

Even if the other party had a little bit of reason left, he would not make such a choice—he was betting on the remaining compassion of the other party.

Even after entering the cyberpsychotic state, he still maintains that hypocritical emotion.

Looking at the flaming fireball on the dome and the dome lamp shattered by the shock wave, Wutou-1 understood that he had made the right bet, and the opponent had already...

Before he could calm down, the high-energy response warning that popped up suddenly on the eye movement interface made him react instantly——Aconitum-1 accelerated to avoid it regardless of its armor's ability to withstand it.

As a result, that dark blue pulse hit the "Charon" path adjuster just behind him.

Maybe it wasn't aimed at itself in the first place.

The latter was stunned for a moment as if nothing happened at the moment of being hit, and then she looked down at her chest - the blue light that was gradually shining at the hit position, from dim to dazzling to unclear, was no more than halfway. In a matter of seconds, she didn't seem to realize what had happened until the light lit up her body until it was almost transparent.

"Grass……"

Her last words were uninspired.

"Boom!"

The violent explosion engulfed her and another teammate near her. The shock wave of the explosion shook the buildings within a range of nearly 200 meters. .

In less than a minute, the team lost five elites of hundreds of battles, and the rest of the survivors realized what they were facing right now.

The scorching sun-like fireball was extinguished, and Liao Qi, whose body was broken and scorched, looked down at everyone in the sky.

A looming translucent shield flickered around him, and finally burst open like soap bubbles.

Silver "blood" continuously seeped out of his "pores", climbed up the metal frame again, and turned into a pair of mercury wings.

It's just that under the previous explosion, the pair of wings trembled, as if they were not as strong as before.

"Captain, tactical choice?"

Aconitum-9 flew near the captain Aconitum-1, and he asked loudly.

How can I win...

Aconitum-1 thought to himself.

Because it is an urban battle, I brought these three weapons of mass destruction to the bottom of the box. In previous battles, the squad had lost about a quarter of its members. If you continue to fight like this, even if you can win, there will probably not be a few people alive on your side.

"The airborne leader and the high-level fire thief are fighting in the north of the city on this floor. The movement here should have attracted their attention."

Aconitum-1 quickly said:

"Let's lure this lunatic over and let the monster deal with the monster."

…………

"Balanced again."

In the local area network temporarily constructed in the basement of Nord resettlement area, after another confrontation, Christie said helplessly.

The computing power that both parties can master is at the same level, and the offensive and defensive power between the ice wall and the icebreaker is evenly matched. And after using extra hole cards with each other, they are still at the same level.

"If there is no external force to break it, the battle between us can continue like this."

Withdrawing the sickle in his hand, No. 1 said so.

"Then do you want to continue?"

Christie shrugged.

"Of course... revealing the secret of the 'paradox' and finding the clues left by Janus are here. I can't give up."

As Number One spoke, he raised his sickle again.

Christie recalled the scene she had seen in the "City of Sages" - how the Dionysus Bureau, which had imprisoned her for decades, was crushed to death like an ant, she slowly said :

"If I were you, I would definitely restrain my boring curiosity."

"That's why you have been so stagnant, trembling with fear of the unknown things in the abyss dark net. It's like fish that dare not go ashore, and will only be hunted and killed by us as food in the end."

No. 1 replied in this way.

In this regard, Christie did not have much emotional fluctuations, she stirred the oars again to roll up the waterway of the Styx:

"Don't fucking talk about fish... Do you know how many times I have heard this dick metaphor? Besides, I will stop in front of you, not just to stop you gang of dicks from dying."

With that said, she took a deep breath.

"I don't care who Liao Qi is, but he helped me regain my freedom. There's no way I'd hand him over to you bunch of Darwinism-infused psychopaths."