End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

With one kick flying the two agents, Russell looked down and saw Cypher, who was bleeding head and blood. He secretly thought that it was not easy to be an undercover agent these days. ?”

"It's okay, I'm fine..."

Cypher sat slumped on the ground, thinking of Russell's record of falling from the sky and destroying a helicopter halfway, his legs felt weak, and he propped his hands away from a safe distance.

When he regained his senses, Cypher woke up to Russell's words. He was flustered, fearing that Murphys would hear it, so he quickly bit the bullet and said, "You've got the wrong person. My name is not Er Wu Zai."

"How is it possible? You and Agent Smith colluded secretly and took the initiative to disclose the stronghold. I know that you are not a 25-year-old who is a 25-year-old?"

Russell waved his hands indifferently, and comforted him: "I understand, life in the real world is too tiring, so I sold my teammates in exchange for a matrix matrix to live a life of carefree life. Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped and won't talk nonsense."

Then you fucking said it so loudly!

Cypher's forehead was sweating, and when he noticed the fire-breathing eyes of Murphys, he hated Russell to death. If it weren't for Russell's invulnerability, killing the secret agent without blinking an eye, he would definitely jump up and fight him desperately.

However, Cypher did not resign himself to his fate and waited for death. Things have turned around. Compared with Russell, a mysterious man of unknown origin, he shed blood for Zion and was loyal to the Nebuchadnezzar. Murphys will definitely give him A chance to explain.

I'm still saved, that's all!

Just when Cypher was deceiving himself, Agent Smith stood up on the spot, his sunglasses were blown off, he looked directly at Russell with cold eyes, and asked with a suffocated breath, "Who are you, where are you from, how do you know me?" The deal with Mr. Reagan?"

Cypher: "..."

His surname is Reagan, which Murphys knows.

"I won't answer questions that are too philosophical..."

Russell turned to look at Agent Smith, couldn't help thinking of the elves, and said angrily, "Get lost, there aren't many people here to give you upper body, you can't win."

"Not necessarily!" Agent Smith grinned, showing a mysterious smile.

Luo Su was taken aback for a moment, and confirmed that he hadn't opened it, and it was still a serious anti-virus software.

Suddenly, Russell glanced across the audience,

The other two agents who discovered the Iron Triangle were not there.

Agent Jones, who died on the helicopter at first, and Agent Brown, whose neck was broken by him, neither of them came back to life after death.

In the arena, except for Neo and his party, the US special police officers who survived by luck have lost their will to fight.

Either they are superpowers with supernatural powers, or they are supermen who fly through the sky and catch bullets with their faces. They are just ordinary people, and their flesh and blood can't stand this kind of torture.

He cursed in his heart, before carrying out the mission, if he said that the enemy was so awesome, he would definitely get sick on the spot.

The special police were trembling, put down their weapons and exited the battlefield in an orderly manner, and found that no one was watching them, so they ran away cleanly.

Russell looked around the audience but couldn't find Agent Smith's confidence. At this moment, he felt something, pulled down his sunglasses and looked at the distant sky, and a small black dot flew close at a high speed.

fighter!

"Hehehe..." x2

Agent Smith chuckled, and Russell chuckled too. Because of his relatively large lung capacity, he had the last laugh.

Buzz buzz! !

The heat sight swept across the sky, blasting the fighter jet into slag one second before it launched the air-to-ground missile.

Agent Smith's laughter stopped abruptly, he met a hot gaze with a livid face, disappeared in place, and was reborn in nowhere.

So far, all three agents have been wiped out by the virus, temporarily. Maybe see you next time, and the system will upgrade them.

After the agents exited, the other two crew members on the Nebuchadnezzar, who had been chased by Agent Brown before, and Epoch and Mouse, who hid in the abandoned building, helped them out.

The two were ashamed, and Epoch's shoulder was scratched by a bullet. It was very unlucky, and it could be regarded as fate.

Russell ignored the apprehensive gazes of others, pushed down the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and walked towards the embarrassed Neo with a smile.

"Mr. Anderson, just [tick] go without waiting for me..."

Russell said and stretched out his hand: "If there is no accident, we are comrades-in-arms. Also, I am not sensible at first, so please bear with me in the future."

Looking at the hand stretched out to him, Neo held it with a dry smile, rejecting it in his heart. He is not blessed to accept this kind of comrade-in-arms, especially when thinking of the experience of being broken by Russell, he felt all kinds of MMPs in his heart.

"Sir, are you human?" Murphys asked, standing next to Neo with burning eyes.

"Of course, it's pure human blood inside and out!" Russell nodded seriously, 100% human flesh, there may be some additives and preservatives.

"and you……"

"It's not safe to talk here, let's talk slowly when we get back to the Nebuchadnezzar."

"What?"

Murphys didn't understand what Russell meant. Seeing that the latter was unwilling to say more, he contacted the operator Tank and located the exit from the Matrix recently.

The efficiency of the tank was extremely high, and it quickly guided a safe route. Murphys and others boarded the vehicle, and Cypher, who was suspected of being a traitor, was escorted away.

Russell wanted to snatch a driver's seat, but on the road, when the telepathy prompted the huge energy approaching, his eyes slightly shrank and stood there.

"You go first, there is a troublesome guy I have to deal with."

Neo was about to get into the car, and when he heard Russell's words, he paused for a second, frowned and looked up at the sky, his eyes stretched infinitely, and he was stunned when he saw the Seraph in the shape of six wings of the holy light.

The savior is already an exaggeration, but there are still angels?

"He... what is that?"

"His name is Chang Wei. You've seen him before. He's the Prophet's bodyguard, or a firewall. Speaking of which, the program is really unreasonable. He was resurrected even though his ashes were thrown away."

Russell has a strange complexion, the white seraph is just opposite to him.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or a balance factor set up by the system, just like the relationship between Agent Smith and Neo.

"Wait a minute, shouldn't the prophet's bodyguard be one of his own? Why fight?" Murphys was at a loss. He was not surprised to see Neo, but he was even more surprised and even a little scared.

"The Prophet is not one of us, and never was..."

Russell muttered to himself: "Mr. Anderson, Chang Wei's procedures are different from others, maybe he is still one of your seniors."

Neo was heartbroken when he heard the words, pressed Murphys into the car, and sighed: "If this is the case, I will stay and help you!"

Russell politely refused: "No need, Chang Wei is not my opponent, but if you stay and help, I might not be able to beat him."

(???)

Not only Neo, but also several other people in the car were silent, these words are really ruthless.

The car started, and Murphys probed and asked, "If it's the real world, where are we going to find you, and which ship are you on?"

"Let's go, don't worry about the location, I will find you."

While speaking, under the stunned gaze of a group of people, Russell spread three pairs of black wings behind his back, and the wings turned into black spots and disappeared instantly.

"..."

There was a dead silence in the car, only the sound of the engine continued, and Murphys said dryly: "Neo, if one day you spread your wings and fly into the sky, I won't be surprised."

"No, I shouldn't have wings... I should!"

...

High above the sky, the Seraphim flapped his six wings and held the golden battle gun with both hands. An astonishing aura spread from him, noble and extraordinary, like a god descending into the world.

Sensing Russell with three pairs of black wings, the Seraph's expression remained indifferent, and his long golden tail swayed like a shooting star, speeding towards him.

At this time, the Seraphim has been upgraded to a very exaggerated level. If Neo was present, with those eyes that can see through the essence of the program, he would definitely find that every time the Seraph flapped its wings, a large number of codes would be deleted by it.

At the same time, he will also release a lot of lengthy cache, temporary, pre-read and other garbage codes.

Just like junk files occupy the memory, causing the system to slow down or even crash, the existence of Seraphim will also endanger the normal operation of the matrix matrix. From a certain perspective, he is more dangerous than the later rogue anti-virus software Agent Smith.

But the junk files cannot be deleted immediately. Before the Seraphim clears the 'virus' Russell, the matrix must be under enormous operating pressure to survive this wave of crises that may cause the system to crash.

From this we can see what a risk the Prophet took to get rid of Russell!

Russell couldn't see through this, but he understood a truth a long time ago. In most cases, the culprit that caused the computer to freeze was often not a virus, but an antivirus software. These things took up a lot of memory.

Therefore, when fighting the seraph, the person who is frightened is not him, but the prophet and the designer. Every time the seraph is upgraded, the matrix becomes more dangerous.

Clang!

With a crisp explosion, Russell set up the black flame sword, was knocked back hundreds of meters by the volley, and swung a black slash casually, wobbling back a certain distance.

"Chang Wei, where's the oriental element on your body?"

Russell chattered and harassed to delay time: "Compared with this western-style outfit, I still like the martial arts version of you. In fact, Gao Wu is very powerful. You can try to change the look and achieve twelve successes with the supreme magic skill." Come fight."

The Seraphim didn't say a word, it seemed that his feelings had been removed, and he only knew how to fight like a machine. The golden battle gun rained pear blossoms, and the offensive was surging, and the brilliant light dyed most of the sky golden.