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Before Fisher and Missionary started fighting, Cortana and the Master Chief had already jumped off the plane halfway, and a huge mantle of the world was a big trouble for everyone after all, and Cortana, as an artificial intelligence, also She couldn't participate in the fierce hand-to-hand combat with the missionaries, so she also accepted Fisher's proposal, used her strengths to paralyze the spaceship, and by the way helped Fisher find those hidden by the think tank curator Where are the ion weapons and battleship platoons, and the Master Chief, as Cortana's stand-in messenger, naturally has to bridge the mountains and waters for the opponent along the way.

"John, I've got a good idea!" Cortana went in and out of the system of the Mantle of the World like no one else, and then found a missionary who could not only disgust the missionary, but also relieve her symptoms of madness. way.

She injected all her personalities into the various systems of the mantle and mantle, and controlled most of the battleship facilities. Originally, the missionaries could find out the first time and send people to stop them. As a result, the fight was hot and there was absolutely no Noticing that your ship has been defiled by someone else.

"Damn, missionaries are too strong, John, go and help!"

And when Cortana completed all the personality injections, she happened to see the scene of Fisher being slashed by a sword in the distance.

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"Gan!"

Whispering and panting, Fisher looked at the light bridge under his feet, only to feel a tingling pain in his chest. The breastplate cut by the lightsaber was quickly repairing itself with the efforts of the nano-robot, but the breastplate on his chest was quickly repairing itself. The wound did not heal so well. The missionary's lightsaber was also a special attack on living things. The hot energy killed the cells in his body, and the biological nano-robots injected into his body as the armor was damaged. Also killed by energy when repairing.

"Look, human beings, you are destined to have limits!" The tall missionary slowly stepped forward, his eyes full of playfulness.

"Maybe!" After sealing the wound with psychic energy, Fisher stood with his sword in hand. "But before my limit comes, I can still cut you in two!"

After saying that, Fisher's figure arched slightly, and his big sword was caught behind him by his backhand.

"I could fight like this all day!"

The confrontation is still going on. The forerunners are all weapon masters, and they are good at hot and cold weapons. Fisher has the blessing of the star torch, and with the psionic spells, he can barely fight the opponent, and even he still He has gotten used to the missionary's offense, and his defense has become more and more proficient. From time to time, he smashes Valudo and psionic energy to smear the opponent's face.

The missionary also has gravity fields and restraint traps that can be activated at any time, and with a single hand of mind power, the two have hit the light bridge for a full ten kilometers. Whether it is Fisher or the missionary, they are full of each other's leftovers. The traces under, (why feel a little weird)

And when another gravitational field was activated, making Fisher have to slow down, the missionary who seized the opportunity stabbed Fisher in the leg with a sword, causing him to lose his balance to the ground, and then opened and closed. The lightsaber knocked Fisher's weapon away again.

"Pavo!" Looking at the stabbed lightsaber, Fisher opened his hands and used lightning and thought power to block the falling of the blade with difficulty.

With the sizzling sound of the blade rubbing against the air and the collision with the psionic energy, the missionary's great sword was shortening the distance from Fisher little by little.

At this moment, the Master Chief rushed over on a flying suspended deck.

Sparta jumped, Sparta turned, Sparta fell, the dark green Thor's hammer armor jumped in the air like a diver, and then landed on the missionary's back.

Then the Master Chief squeezed the plasma grenade in his hand without hesitation and placed it on the missionary's back.

Then again, a Spartan backflip followed by a Spartan landing on one knee, and it bounced handsomely to a few meters away.

The missionary did not expect that someone would put a plasma grenade on his back, and subconsciously took two steps back, trying to remove the grenade, but as soon as he touched the position of the grenade, the plasma grenade exploded.

Because of the restraint of the energy field, the missionary took the damage of the whole grenade, but the grenade that can blow up a few centimeters of titanium alloy armor of the battleship did not do much damage to the missionary, but shattered his back. The armor, along the way, burned half of his face.

The swaying missionary was furious and used his mind power to knock the Master Chief flying, knocking him off the bridge of light, only to be dragged up by Fisher again.

Relying on the speed of his own ascent, the Master Chief leaped and landed behind the missionary, then pulled out Magnum's hand on his leg and faced the missionary's bare back with a magazine.

The missionary who had just been about to attack Fisher had to turn around and attack the Master Chief after being shot. As a result, Fisher came up with a sword aimed at the waist and stabbed him in the opposite direction.

"I...but a missionary..." Just as he pulled the sword from his waist, the missionary was stabbed in the back by the sergeant again.

Fisher and the Master Chief were like kicking a ball, constantly attacking the scarred missionary. You stabbed me with a sword, and from time to time, Cortana was added to stumbling each other's feet. The missionary quickly He fell to the ground staggeringly because of the injuries all over his body.

"It's not over yet!" The missionary, whose entire head was smashed to pieces, shivered and stretched out his left hand, trying to condense his mind power, but he was interrupted by Fisher before it could take shape. Then Fisher took out the bolt gun and used the Psychic knocked the missionary to the ground, then aimed at the opponent's chest and pulled the trigger.

The exploding bomb smashed the missionary's body, but still failed to kill the other party. As a last resort, Fisher stuffed a grenade into the wound, and then pushed the other party's scarred body off the light bridge.

"The war is not over yet, this is just the beginning!" The missionary, who was already powerless, let his body fall into the energy core below, and then uttered his final babble.

"This war, mankind is doomed to fail!"

And as the missionary's body sank into the surging lightning, and finally disappeared, the figure of the think tank curator also appeared on the bridge of light again.

"Thanks, Fisher, I'll pay you well, but before that, can I have a word with them?"

"Of course, no problem, can you give me a tour of this spaceship?" Fisher nodded discerningly, and then offered to leave.

"Of course! I'll take you to the literature room to have a look!" With a wave of his hand, the think tank curator opened a portal and took Fisher away from the scene.

After Fisher left, the director of the think tank looked at the Master Chief with relief, and Cortana who appeared behind him at an unknown time.

"Thank you, Returner!"