Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 105 The Executioner [Light Me] (5k)

"She...Marina is getting stronger."

"She was still hurt at first, but as time went on, the Shadow Burial Guards couldn't even hurt her."

"The wounds are healing faster and faster, and the punches are getting smoother. I'm afraid that apart from consuming a little bit of physical strength, they are just giving Marina experience for nothing."

"Sir Long Er, please let them leave."

In the office on the 60th floor, I was the only one who made such a clear judgment.

"——Forget it, it seems too late."

I just shook my head, feeling a little sad about the loss of money that didn't belong to me, and then he applied to the person far away in the center of the inner city, and was approved within half a second.

He asked the icy-faced Arakawa Ryuji, "Sir Ryuji, do you want me to kill this beast?"

"Don't..."

Ryuji Arakawa's answer was fundamentally different from his previous one.

But he did not finish the sentence. Instead, relying on the pathetic dignity of a Japanese family capitalist, he swallowed the second half of the sentence after half a second.

"——What are the chances of winning?"

"Well..."

I played with the lightsabers at my fingertips, turning them into complex patterns.

His answer was also different from before:

"Nothing is absolute in this world, especially in a fight between life and death."

"but--"

I took two steps and turned back to Ryuji Arakawa who was trying to pull him back in a serious and thoughtful tone and said, "If you want to hold me and drag me to the Special Guard, then I don't think Marina will fall into your hands, and it will be difficult for us to even see each other again."

He pointed indifferently at the girl on the surveillance camera who had already sat down, panting, and licking her wounds:
"——Mr. Andre is more than a little interested in her."

Arakawa Ryuji was silent.

He lowered his head, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

Ryuji Arakawa stared at his own reflection in the teacup and suddenly felt indescribable ugliness and disgust.

"Go ahead, leave me alone."

Arakawa Ryuji seemed to have his strength and backbone taken away and said, "Bring her head and come to me."

"As it should be."

I put away the lightsabers on my ten fingers and disappeared on the spot.

——He couldn’t wait to face such an opponent.

After Koga left, Ryuji Arakawa could no longer maintain his outward dignity. He knocked his head tiredly on the edge of the table, staring into the darkness under the table, recalling the losses he had suffered a few hours ago.

Jingli Lei Zang died, and more than 30 Shadow Burial Guards were also wiped out...

The original plan to overthrow Uesugi easily has now become completely impossible.

Decades of preparation and hard work, three generations of forbearance and infiltration have all come to nothing.

He covered his face tightly, sighs coming out from between his fingers.

Oh God...why do you do this to me?

Thirty seconds.

This is the break Marina gives herself.

Even though she had fought with the Shadow Guards before, her strength had improved rapidly since entering the Arakawa headquarters.

But facing such a large number of Shadow Burial Guards, even if he was not seriously injured, severe physical exhaustion was inevitable.

"Right now, Arakawa Ryuji must be on the top floor, anxiously waiting for rescue... or waiting for the guillotine to fall."

Marina and Old Wolf stood back to back to prevent anyone from attacking them from their blind spots.

Marina sneered and gave the camera a middle finger: "He certainly didn't think that those who were targeted by him would have such emotions."

After the old wolf responded with disbelief, Marina pointed at him with the back of her head in confusion: "Why do you look half dead since you came in here?"

"Isn't it because I'm afraid of disturbing you, Shark? I see you're having a lot of fun, aren't you?"

Lao Lang sneered and tried to reach out and take off Marina's headphones, but her hand fell to the ground again in mid-air.

This, she thought, was Marina's choice.

Respect her for better or worse.

——She is no longer the punching bag who needs me to take action at the critical moment, nor is she the silly girl who needs me to plan her life direction.

This is good.

Next, the old wolf didn’t care whether Marina pulled her Yuan Qingzhuo and ran forward, or let go and faced the task of killing the memory that only existed in the past alone.

With the sound of long breaths, the old wolf knew that Marina had rested enough.

It's time to get up.

Go to the 60th floor to end this inexplicable thing.

call out--

Time suddenly stretched out.

The old wolf wanted to shout.

"Marina is in danger—"

But according to the speed of sound in the air, it was too late.

The old wolf had no choice but to turn around and hug Marina.

So, as I was looking at her with a little confusion, Marina, who was about to stand up, her body, whose center of gravity was suspended in the air, strangely moved an inch to the left out of thin air.

He dodged the fatal blow that was originally intended to pierce the heart, and even avoided important organs such as the lungs.

Intuitive?
——How interesting.

There was no choice to continue the pursuit. I just stood there straight, facing Marina... No, now I should say that Old Wolf took off his mask.

He revealed a handsome, upright and youthful face.

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Marina. I'm the executioner Kouwa from the Corona Group..."

He introduced himself to Lao Lang, but Lao Lang was too lazy to listen to what this NPC from the company was saying.

In the end you're going to get your head blown with one punch anyway, so why bother talking about all that nonsense?

She twisted her neck, feeling uncomfortable with the symphony in her headphones: "Sure enough, I still can't get used to this grooved classical music. It would be better even if it was replaced with black rap."

Lao Lang took off his two headphones and threw them out of the broken window.

In just a moment, they disappeared in the sound of rain along with Dvorak's symphony.

So the world became quiet with only the sound of rain remaining.

The old wolf stretched comfortably and glanced at Marina who was standing there looking a little helpless: "It's much quieter now."

I was still talking: "In fact, Mr. Andre, the chairman of the Corona Group, respects your strength very much. If you can agree to join the Corona Group, all this can be forgiven..."

"Will you join the Bull Demon and become a puppet controlled by orders like you?"

——This person’s tone and design concept are so familiar that it’s annoying to listen to and see them.

The old wolf twisted her wrist, making a loud noise. She waved at me and said, "The BOSS has entered the second stage. Do you dare to fight alone?"

——The monster guarding the final stage is very strong. Just from the attack just now, you can see how powerful he is.

If she hadn't been so decisive in replacing Marina, the dog would have fallen to the ground now.

Old Wolf thought.

But I am stronger.

If this guy is comparing me to Marina, he is totally wrong.

There is not much time left.

I have to make some time to go upstairs with Marina and reminisce about the past.

"Three minutes to finish you off."

The old wolf raised three fingers.

In the first minute, test the type, strength, and moves of the opponent's abilities.

In the second minute, try to compete in consumption and test the opponent's limits.

In the third minute, after knowing all the information, the final kill was carried out.

Fighting and fighting are never mindless punches and blood exchanges. I would like to criticize Marina by name here...

A lightsaber as thin as a rope suddenly rushed out from the ground and cut the old wolf's arm, which he had deliberately not retracted in time.

Fine beads of blood oozed out.

If such a lightsaber were to strike her neck, death would be the only thing waiting for her.

He knows that my speed is my strong point, and now he is setting traps to reduce my space for movement.

—Trying to trick me into getting close to him so he could kill me instantly with a move he hadn’t used yet.

Hey, this intention is too obvious.

Lao Lang drew his sword skillfully, and the high-frequency blade of light attached to the blade of the sword.

Countless shining threads rose from the blind spots of the old wolf's vision, and together they intertwined to form a large web called death.

I was standing ten meters away from the old wolf. The distance was so close that I could reach him in just one step, and then I could engage in close combat and close fighting, which the old wolf was best at.

——If you think so, you are totally wrong.

Who knows where the thread that could easily cut her off would be placed. The old wolf ruthlessly gave up the "three-minute strategy" and instead wanted to kill me in the shortest possible time.

——The more time he is given, the more threads there will be in this closed space. If he is dragged behind, he might not even be able to escape.

The brief mental game begins in an instant and ends in an instant.

The old wolf aimed the tip of the blue sword at the center of Guangwo's body, and she spent another two seconds adjusting to Marina's current body.

For the first sword, use all your strength.

Just when I thought the old wolf would continue to observe him to give him time to set up the battlefield, after the most ordinary breath, the old wolf moved.

No sign.

She turned into a blurry golden lightning.

My artificial eyes recorded this incredible scene:
This woman named Marina now has no changes in her blood pressure, heart rate, breathing, or even muscle strength.

Everything seemed to be unchanged from the previous moment.

It was as if she was still on guard but not ready to take action.

But contrary to this reality, the sword blade had already cut through dozens of psychic threads and reached the center of Guangwo's head.

The high-frequency sword blade pierced through Guang Ge's head.

But there was no blood spilled, nor was there any burnt smell from flesh and bones being cut open.

Because from the very beginning, even during the sneak attack, I was not here!
He has not revealed his true location until now.

Being forced offline and transformed into a spirit, Marina couldn't help but scream loudly - she didn't realize that it was just an illusion!
Countless silk threads that could cut through gold and split iron came toward the old wolf from all directions, like an overwhelming tide.

The old wolf pondered for a moment and saw through the essence of this horrific scene.

——Light My spiritual energy is "light".

The prosthetics in his body can release deadly streamers of light, and his psychic powers can create hundreds or thousands of identical "threads".

Therefore, among these countless identical silk threads, only a few can actually cause harm to her.

But ordinary opponents would definitely be overwhelmed to deal with them.

Marina wanted to ask Laolang to jump out of the window immediately and change floors to continue the fight.

But who would have thought that Lao Lang would slowly put the katana on his back like a European broadsword and grin at Marina.

She put her index finger in front of her lips and smiled deeply:
"As expected."

The next moment, the sword wrapped in the high-frequency blade suddenly unfolded like flowing water. It not only turned into a "ball" to cut and swallow countless silk threads, but also wrapped up all the psychic threads on the outside.

Then, it exploded!

This was a skill that Marina had no idea how to perform.

The violent spiritual energy fluctuations and strong winds almost cleared out everything on the forty-fourth floor, leaving only a few lonely load-bearing pillars.

"True or false, false or true, why should I care?"

Just cut them all off.

The moment he noticed the wind hitting the human-shaped object, Old Wolf moved his pupils and looked directly at me with a solemn expression using the optical invisibility on the ceiling.

She mouthed the words in silent, indifferent mockery: "The Lord of All Machines' lackey is still alive."

Without giving the shocked me time to think, Lao Lang rushed out of the window on the 44th floor and, taking advantage of the heavy rain, flipped over and entered the 46th floor.

In this way, with two layers between us - I cannot locate her without using the advanced search function of my artificial eye, but Old Wolf can locate me by her unforgettable scent.

The next moment, the high-frequency blade cut through the cement, crossing the seven-meter distance between two layers in an instant, allowing Laolang to hold the sword and stab it straight into my heart.

I even thought that the old wolf had retreated for the time being, so I was immersed in the shock of the words "the running dog of the Lord of All Machines".

boom!
I didn't even have time to react. At the same moment the blade pierced the left side of my heart, Lao Lang's right fist smashed the fake heart on the right side of his heart, officially putting this powerful enemy's life into countdown.

pat.

The world stands still.

One of the most advanced technologies of Gospel Technology, the "God-level" Sian Westin was activated at the moment when I was dying.

The device is just as its name suggests. Within two seconds of its activation, the user can do whatever he wants in a static world like God.

Even in my heyday, I could only use it once a day.

Now his two hearts were blown up at the same time. Even if he turned around and killed the old wolf, he would die in a short time.

But... I turned my head and looked at the old wolf who was so close to me, and a lightsaber popped out from my fingertips.

It is enough.

The lightsaber first pierced through the old wolf's neck, then severed his entire spine.

Then pierce through the forehead, cutting off the head and brain from top to bottom.

Finally, it is inserted into the heart and crushed bit by bit.

Three critical strikes to prevent any possibility of resurrection.

After doing all this, I said goodbye to her: "Goodbye, Ms. Marina."

He says,

"You are a respectable and strong man."

pat.

The world returns to normal.

I fell heavily to the ground due to gravity, but he, who was originally thinking of dying quietly, opened his eyes wide in shock.

——Marina, whose spine he cut, brain he cut open, and heart he crushed, didn't bleed a single drop.

Instead, it slowly dissipated in the air!
Just my face twitched, and large amounts of blood spurted out of his mouth.

It’s hard to imagine that this is just an afterimage that is real enough to be mistaken for the real thing.

How could she think of and do it in such a short time...

How calm.

The sound of blood dripping on the ground mixed with the dull footsteps came into his ears.

I raised my artificial eye with difficulty and caught a glimpse of the mocking face stained with blood.

His fingertips moved secretly and he wanted to fight back, but Marina, who was squatting and observing carefully, pointed a finger at him, so the old wolf swung his knife and cut off his hands.

Amid the hissing sounds of breaking metal limbs, my torso alone twitched several times with extremely small amplitudes.

Already, dying.

"You can lie to me, but I can't lie to you?"

The old wolf laughed. There was a slight cut on the side of his neck, and bright red blood was dripping from it.

But this fatal injury to the artery was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ms. Marina..."

The old wolf raised her foot and stepped heavily on my head with the sole of her boot. She then put her hands on her knees and pressed the center of gravity of her whole body on them.

"You said it, I'm listening."

My mouth was flattened by the force, so his next words were also intermittent: "How do you know... I am the great master's... actor..."

"You are also... a machine..."

boom.

My head was stomped to pieces by the old wolf, and a small amount of flesh and blood mixed with a large amount of metal components exploded all over the ground.

The old wolf retracted his foot and kicked the rest of my torso out of the window, watching it bloom into a giant firework dozens of meters in size in the rain.

She smiled at Marina, who looked very cool, and handed the control of her body back to her.

He turned into an old wolf who could not touch the reality again and looked at the rainy night that belonged to the City of the Sun.

Cold and gorgeous.

Let the past be the past.

Forget the old-fashioned plot of the past catching up with your present self.

No one likes to watch it.

No one likes to listen to classical music that is hundreds of years old anymore.

My friend, this is the City of the Sun, not the City of Machines.

So, enough with the old stuff.

What is going to happen next should be something that everyone likes to see.

After realizing that there were no earphones on her ears, Marina searched her pockets twice in a daze, but gave up when she didn't find any.

After returning and no longer being able to hear music, she was inexplicably no longer as excited and waved to Lao Lang: "Don't look at the rain, there will be something to look at later. Let's go."

"Don't keep them waiting."

After saying that, Marina pulled Old Wolf towards the fire escape stairs which were still mostly intact.

Soon, they arrived at the 60th floor with the door closed.

Marina slowly grasped the handle and tore off the smart lock that required a sixteen-digit password to open.

Then, Marina opened the heavy door and walked towards the last survivor in Arakawa headquarters.

She even wiped the rain and blood off her boots with the carpet as she entered the house.

Marina looked up and gave a kind smile to the middle-aged man sitting in the main seat facing the door.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting, Mr. Ryuji."

Don't say I'm breaking the chapter, I'm still writing the next chapter
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