Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with swordsmanship

It was a body with a dead gray color. The ashen metal texture and the strange aura gave Zhao Cheng a very strong feeling of a miscellaneous soldier in the game.

According to Zhao Cheng's many years of experience, generally speaking, in a work, the brighter the color, the more scenes there will be. This color is undoubtedly cannon fodder.

Of course, the doomsday dungeon cannot be regarded with common sense. All the monsters here are of the same color.

But in Zhao Cheng's feeling, this miscellaneous soldier, in terms of energy level, is actually on par with the mecha he is driving at the moment.

Indeed, Zhao Cheng had already concluded through observations long ago that after the doomsday monsters, the stronger the strong, the weaker the weaker. After the strength exceeds a threshold, the stronger they were before they were alive, the stronger they will be after the doomsday. For example, Cang in the copy of Ziwei Yaoshi was forcibly strengthened to a height of tens of meters.

It is different in this dungeon. Zhao Cheng can clearly see the machine in front of him. Before he was alive, he did not belong to the first echelon in the empire, but could only be ranked in the second echelon.

The mecha he is controlling is actually a fusion of two Xeon mechas. Although in the past few decades, the strength has been severely worn down, and because Zhao Cheng has not fused with it Because of this, the strength has been reduced again, but in terms of strength, it is far beyond the former first echelon.

But such a body is only comparable to a second echelon soldier at this moment.

Regarding this phenomenon, Zhao Cheng couldn't help thinking, this situation occurred because of some special changes in the power of doomsday in this world, which belonged to the diversity of doomsday, or, the road of mecha, because of its own The particularity of it, can it carry more doomsday power? !

After all, flesh and blood are weak, no matter in terms of texture or size, carbon-based life cannot compare with steel.

A flesh-and-blood human can reach a weight of one ton, which is already a breakthrough in the limit of the population, and a powerful mech can easily reach a height of hundreds of kilometers. As for the tonnage, it is calculated in millions or tens of millions of tons .

Therefore, one body is consumed by the power of doomsday, and the other is continuously growing under the blessing of doomsday power. It is reasonable to have such a situation.

The real world is not a game after all, and there is no attribute balance between the "protagonist" and monsters.

At this moment, Zhao Cheng is more and more sure that this dungeon has this difficulty, but when the fit value is at its peak, it can exceed 130%, obviously because there is too much useful knowledge in this world, which offsets the difficulty coefficient .

If I am the second dungeon, I don't choose hell to redeem, but this, even if it is the real beginning of hell.

Zhao Cheng deduced that the second dungeon was this book. After many rounds of simulations, he finally defeated the big boss, the Demon God King, completed the mecha, and walked into the starry sky. He thought he was close to invincible, but the result was the same as Miscellaneous soldiers split fifty-five...

Therefore, Zhao Cheng couldn't help thinking, whether he had brushed this book so early, whether the panel was on purpose or by accident.

In particular, the forbidden drugs of the empire and the ladder of gods all came out of this world, which made Zhao Cheng think deeply.

clang!

And with this flash of light and flint, two gray combat knives have popped out from the arms of the gray body. They are said to be knives, but they are very narrow, long and straight, with only a very slight arc. One side is sharpened, while the other side is actually It's an electromagnetic gun.

With such a standard saber, Zhao Cheng immediately thought of Juhezhan, American style.

The two sabers slashed forward, and the original force surged, tearing apart the space.

Wherever it passed, two deeper black lines were drawn in the already dark starry sky. In between, on the black lines, subtle, pulsating black lightning could be seen.

Facing such an ultimate move, Zhao Cheng pushed the joystick in the cab, the machine spirit in his heart was burning, and the long-lost blood was surging in his heart.

In fact, ever since Zhao Cheng became stronger and stronger, although his heart has been kept fresh, it is only kept alive. It is difficult to be like a real young man, whose blood is surging because of some "ordinary" things.

Until now when he touches the origin, he feels that he seems to have truly "lived", and the vitality generated by various touches makes his whole body truly turn into a ball of fire, using himself to prove Now, the meaning of life is not to live forever, but to burn.

And the hot blood rushing to his head further improved his fit with the mecha, as well as his reaction speed.

But the reality is, even if there is no rush of blood, the mecha's own reaction speed cannot keep up with his reaction speed. Now it has indeed improved, but it is no different from no improvement.

As for the degree of fit, because he hadn't fused with the mecha before, it was constant at 100%. Now, although he still hasn't fused, maybe the mecha felt the burning machine soul in his heart and gave a warm response, making this The fit value, temporarily, stabilized at a peak of 120%.

"What a hot-blooded bug. I never thought that such a world with no hope could give birth to such a fresh life. Even the cold steel has a temperature because of it. Unfortunately, the cold doomsday is not because of this." Instead of being warm, it will freeze everything with absolute coldness."

"That's the fate. I just checked the pan-civilization history of this world. The person who controls the machine is the fifteenth prince of the world's former overlord civilization. If there is no Doomsday, he is very likely to bring his own civilization out of the world. The low-dimensional universe, even in the wider space-time, occupies a place..."

The two observers communicate.

Their sensing mechanism is very special. What they see is not the picture seen by the human naked eye, but the most essential information structure.

In their eyes, the machine below is a mass of flame-like information. As for Zhao Cheng of the machine armor, he is the fifteenth prince.

From their point of view, the proportion of Zhao Cheng's information is very low. If it is separated from the body, it is not worth mentioning in terms of size.

Undoubtedly, there is a problem with their induction mechanism.

Because in terms of the amount of information, if this body is a drop of water, then Zhao Cheng is a vast ocean.

aha!

The sun-like body roared at this moment, and then, a giant sword popped out from the right arm of the body. The length of the giant sword was comparable to the body, and it was covered with complicated patterns.

In the earliest days, Zhao Cheng only dared to think that he was invincible in the world with a three-foot-long giant sword, but now, the sword in his hand is thousands of meters long.

boom!

The giant sword struck down, blasting the starry sky, and then clashed with two swords.

And at the moment when the weapons hit, the electromagnetic cannons on the upper half of the two sabers in the hands of the miscellaneous soldiers also fired simultaneously.