Life Copy Game

Chapter 1244 Reunion (please vote for the big chapter)

"What Director Verint said is a little bit unpleasant."

The blond young man stared at the gray-haired man in front of him, his eyes slightly narrowed, with a deep, half-smiling expression.

"That's right, my emotional intelligence is not very high,"

Valint clapped his hands and put his palms on his waist, "Most of the time, I talk human language to people and bastard words to bastards. There are too many bastards in Irons, so I have to come to Dawn City.”

"Well, why bother,"

The blond young man shook his head, "You are from a family that founded the Federation. I didn't want to fight with you. I didn't want to be hunted down by those bastards in Irons and make me smelly. I drank that cup of coffee. , how about a nice sleep?"

"If everything in the world turns a blind eye and passes by,"

Valint held the slender hilt of the sword at his waist, shook his head and said, "That doesn't require the existence of the FBI."

"The purpose of the FBI's existence is not to maintain justice,"

The blond young man sighed, "No wonder those lackeys of order said that there are many rebels in Chenxi City. It turns out that something went wrong from the top."

He shook his head and stared at Verint. High in the sky behind him, mechas were rapidly breaking through the defense line formed by the floating fighters again.

He raised his hand, and some diffuse starlight gathered in his hand, "But, what does this have to do with me?"

"It seems like you don't have a good relationship with those bastards Irons either,"

Valint shook his head, "That's right, there are also disputes of interest between bastards and bastards."

Buzz——

A silver translucent knight's sword was pulled out from Virint's waist like bright moonlight, and the whole world seemed to resound with a trembling sword cry.

The light of the knight's sword was as fast and fierce as the real moonlight, and in an instant, it was about to reach the blond young man.

Wherever the sword light passed, the cold air seemed to be heated by some invisible force and trembled violently.

"Director Verint's words are really unpleasant,"

The blond young man looked at the sword light cutting through the night, "What a fast sword."

He raised his palm, and a little diffuse light escaped from his fingertips, quickly gathering into a short crystal stick that stood in front of him.

And at the moment when he finished speaking, the silver Moonlight Knight sword had arrived in front of him and touched the crystal short stick.

Bang--

Accompanied by a crisp sound.

The moment the sword and stick came into contact, the short stick suddenly trembled, and was instantly filled with endless cracks, and then shattered into a sky full of stars.

Then the sword light moved forward without stopping, slashing towards the body of the blond young man.

The sharp blade cut through his clothes like cutting through the air, cutting through his flesh and bones.

In just one moment, the young man's body was split into two.

Virint raised the moonlight sword in his hand, glanced at the blond young man in front of him who was easily cut off by him, and then without any pause in the movement of his hand, he suddenly withdrew and slashed towards the right front without hesitation.

"What a strong sense of fighting,"

In front of Virint, in the dim night, a blond figure emerged from the dim light. He raised his head, looked at Virint with pale cheeks, who was already attacking him again, and sighed softly,

"Director Verint, his reputation is not in vain."

Virint did not answer, because the cold sword light had appeared in front of the blond young man again.

At this moment, streaks of scattered light suddenly fell from the sky.

The sky that was originally covered in a bit of haze turned into a bright starry sky at some point.

The bright starlight shone in front of the blond young man, instantly turning into a bright starlight barrier.

Virint stared at the dazzling barrier with an expressionless expression.

Bang--

The moonlight sword hit the barrier without any pause, directly shattering the barrier.

Seeing this scene, the blond young man raised his eyebrows. He looked at the moonlight sword that was slashed at him, and his body began to break apart quickly, turning into scattered starlight and flowing backwards.

However, the front part of his body, the area where the moonlight sword was about to strike, seemed to be fixed by some invisible force and could not be transformed into stars.

The blond young man had to jerk his body back hard.

Zhi——

The Moonlight Knight sword fell on his chest, cutting his clothes, leaving a blood mark on his chest, and blood filled with green light splashed out.

But at this moment, the blond young man broke away from the invisible 'lock', and his body suddenly shattered into starlight and appeared on the other side of the street.

The wound on his chest spilled out a little starlight, and he quickly repaired the wound.

Valint held the knight's sword in his hand, raised his head and glanced at the starry sky above his head. Then he lowered his head, seeming to remember something, and stared at the blond young man, "A believer of the Lord of the Starry Sky? It's interesting that you still maintain your sanity. Aren’t all your gods crazy?”

"Director Valint is so knowledgeable that he still recognizes the power of our Lord."

The blond young man looked at Verint and smiled, "It is not my Lord who is crazy, but this world."

"Of course, I remember the last time you were active was probably seventy years ago. I was fortunate enough to participate in the battle to annihilate you.

"I was still very young at that time. Seventy years have passed by in a flash, but your tricks haven't changed much."

Vlint smiled and raised his knight's sword, "It doesn't matter, whether it's this world or your god that's crazy, you stay here."

The slender knight's sword once again crossed the night sky like moonlight and rushed towards the blond young man.

The blond young man looked at Vilint who appeared in front of him in an instant, his eyes slightly lowered.

At this moment, Vilint seemed to realize something and immediately pulled away to the side.

But at this moment, the body of the blond young man that no one cared about and was cut off at the beginning suddenly swelled up, and then instantly exploded into countless small dots like diffuse stars.

These small dots instantly gushed out in all directions, like the starry sky reflected on the earth, wrapping the surrounding roads, street lights, including the blond young man and Vilint.

At this moment, the blond youth turned into starlight again. These starlights trembled, and the endless trembling gathered into an ancient whisper, echoing in the reflected starry sky.

"Endless stars are transformed for you, and the brilliant curtain creates all things. Praise you, the great Lord of the Starry Sky!"

The terrifying and vast power descended from beyond the endless time and space, and the surrounding reflected starry sky suddenly shrank the moment the voice sounded.

Like an inverted big explosion, the starry sky and the starlight suddenly gathered again and gathered into a point in the sky.

The hazy starlight gathered into the figure of the blond youth again.

At this moment, the road under his feet seemed to be dug away by some inexplicable force, leaving only a huge deep pit on the ground.

The blond youth floated in the air and slowly fell outside the deep pit.

He raised his hand, and an illusory starry sky scene appeared in his palm.

The gray-haired Vilinte now stood in the starry sky in his palm like a shrunken little man, looking around vigilantly.

His gaze seemed unable to break through the starry sky. He looked outside, but he did not see the gaze of the blond youth outside the starry sky.

Just at this moment, dense rays of light fell from the starry sky and attacked him.

His figure suddenly flickered and disappeared, dodging the starlight.

Looking at Vilint who was constantly dodging under the starry sky in his palm, the blond youth shook his head and sighed, "Why bother? This thing was not originally left for you, but now it has to be used on you. Why bother to stir up this muddy water? It's a pity."

His feet landed on the ground, and he gently turned his hands, and the starry sky in his hand disappeared.

He raised his head and looked at the night sky around him.

More and more mechas are breaking through the defense line of the floating fighter and arriving behind him.

He raised his eyes, through the bright starry sky above his head, and looked to the northwest of the city.

If it hasn't come yet, I'm afraid it won't come, so that thing is not wasted.

After all, who can guess that there is a fourth army?

He shook his head and looked forward.

A towering statue appeared in front of him.

The bright starlight sprinkled on the statue, coating it with a layer of hazy brilliance, making it look sacred and extraordinary.

This is the statue of Elenska, the first mayor of Dawn City and one of the founders of the Federation.

He landed from the East Coast and built this city in a wilderness and madness.

"Dawn, Dawn,"

The blond young man looked at the huge statue and smiled, "Not as bright as the starry night."

The statue still stood there, without responding to his words, just like it had been for hundreds of years.

He turned his eyes and looked at the palace behind the statue.

The palace and the statue have also stood in this city for hundreds of years.

At this moment, behind the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the middle of the highest floor of the palace, a figure in silver formal clothes was standing there quietly, looking down.

The blond young man raised his head and looked at the silver figure.

The dark mecha broke through the defense line and arrived around him, like a huge demon from hell, floating behind him.

One by one.

In front of the huge palace, the turrets also turned around and aimed at the mechas in the sky.

More and more mechas broke through the defense line and gathered behind the blond young man. They were neatly arranged, like a black and heavy giant cloud.

Some flames exploded behind the mecha group in the distance, as if they were attacked by something, but the blond young man had no time to care about it.

He raised his feet and walked towards the magnificent palace step by step.

The turrets fixed on the ground spewed out surging flames and attacked the blond young man who was walking in front, trying to hinder his steps.

But before these shells reached the young man, they would be intercepted by the anti-aircraft guns of the mechas in the sky, and exploded flames in the sky.

At the same time, the mechas also raised their muzzles, and dense artillery fire poured down from top to bottom, like a rain of light, to the ground, blowing up the ground turrets.

The blond young man raised his feet in this light and fire, and slowly moved forward step by step.

The exploding turrets along the way, like a light path paved for him, spread little by little, directly in front of the magnificent palace.

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On the tall building, the man in a silver suit lowered his head and watched everything calmly.

The office behind him was spacious and silent, as if the invisible transparent glass isolated all the noise and gunfire outside.

There was no one behind him, and no one in front of him.

The sky was covered by the brilliant starry sky, and under this starry sky, there were more and more mechas behind the blond young man.

It seemed that the other party needed his intact body, otherwise the office could be destroyed directly by the artillery fire.

Of course, it may also be that the other party knows that he is a transcendent person. Although he is a non-combat type, at this distance, it is difficult to kill by washing the ground with artillery fire, and it will also make the scene ugly.

But these are no longer important. The blond young man is obviously a B-level, and a particularly powerful B-level.

When he arrives downstairs, he can kill people with just a raise of his hands.

However, the opponent's pace is not fast. He seems to like the feeling of approaching step by step and forcing the prey into a blind corner.

Christos watched all this.

He thought he had been prepared for it, but when death was really coming, he could still feel that his heart seemed to be beating at a speed that he had never experienced before.

He was also afraid, terrified.

He stared at the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him. The transparent window slightly reflected his reflection in the night.

Suddenly, he thought of those ‘old friends’.

Roy...Ronald...Pate...Jess...Sito...Lynn...

One name after another, one face after another, echoed in his mind.

Will they be nervous and afraid when facing death?

He lowered his head, raised his hand slightly, and looked at the playing card with the King of Spades in his hand.

And the boy who gave him this playing card and asked him to play K's speech on the big screen in Chenxi City for the first time.

After that, he never saw the boy again.

Only ‘K’ once again appeared in a speech.

Is he dead, or just 'missing'?

Christos raised his hand and gently threw the playing cards back.

Click——

The playing card landed accurately on the desk nearby and lit up a certain button.

"Mr. Christos."

The middle-aged man's projection appeared on the desk accompanied by the diffuse gunfire.

"Has the plane already left?"

Christos stared out the window and spoke softly.

"Already left,"

The middle-aged man spoke slowly, "The rear of the mecha unit on the opposite side seems to have been attacked by some kind of attack, possibly with support from the FBI."

"Contact them and ask them to be as careful as possible,"

Christos sighed, "Prioritize retreat if necessary."

"yes."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly.

This time, he didn't get the next step immediately.

He raised his head and looked at the somewhat thin silver back.

After a brief pause, Christos slowly turned back and smiled, "Thank you for your hard work."

The middle-aged man paused, then suddenly straightened his body. In the midst of the gunfire, he performed a military salute and said with a smile, "This is my honor."

Christos gently raised his hand, waved to the middle-aged man, and closed the communication with the gesture.

The communication flashed for a moment, and the middle-aged man disappeared completely.

Christos fell silent, turned his eyes, and looked at the flames outside the window.

The empty office fell into dim silence again.

It's like death itself is spreading.

Dong dong dong——

At this moment, gentle footsteps sounded in the empty office.

Christos paused slightly and turned around.

A bloody palm slowly stretched out and picked up the playing cards on the table.

"You still keep this card."

The slightly immature voice of an eighteen or nineteen-year-old youth sounded in this silent and empty office.