Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 133 Save my teeth, Master! (5k)

"Of course, it's too late."

The God of War walked out of the sticky darkness just five meters away from the "brain" of the Lord of All Machines.

[The alternate dimension was shattered...!? ]

The clone in front of him reacted immediately and tried to use his psychic power.

But at the moment when the clone's nerve signal was transmitted from the brain to the body, the neck seemed to be cut off by something.

So the spiritual energy was stirred, but there was no response.

Such a scene was replicated dozens of times, even scores of times, in an instant.

The "consciousness" of the Lord of All Machines was rapidly withdrawing from this place. It looked anxiously at the progress bar which was only a short distance away, but it saw this scene through the surveillance and the eyes of the replicants with some incomprehension.

The God of War simply waved his hand, and the heads of those powerful psychic clones fell down one after another.

It was exactly the same move as what Yuan Qingzhuo had used in the factory.

But the Lord of All Machines had never seen it, so he was greatly shocked.

It feels that there are too many things it sees today that cannot be explained by theory and science for the time being.

Whether it is the current scene, or Marina's ability to shatter a several-meter-thick alloy layer as if it were thin and brittle glass.

So just like that, the God of War took a light step, stepped into the pool of scarlet blood, and came to the front of the blazing main brain.

Behind him, the remaining half of the clones raised their hands one after another, using space-related psychic powers, elemental psychic powers, and some conceptual psychic powers that the Lord of All Machines had kept as trump cards.

But it's too late.

Because the God of War has clenched his fists.

He looked down indifferently, and then threw a punch without any fancy moves!
Go all out.

The fist of the God of War easily penetrated the thousand-degree protective layer on the surface of the main brain, and then smashed into the metal solution that was boiling at thousands of degrees.

Through these unknown metal liquids, the core part was shattered into half from a distance of more than ten meters!
In just a moment, the skin, flesh, bones and blood immersed in the liquid were almost burned to ashes.

But in contrast, scarlet [Error] instructions flooded in front of the Lord of All Machines like a tide.

[An error has occurred in the process...]

[An error has occurred in the process...]

[Requesting to reconnect...]

Reconnect the hell!

Reconnect and get blasted?!
The Lord of All Machines roared in the top-secret information corridor. It stared at the silent figure through the eyes of the replicant without any hesitation.

——Disconnect!

With this 90% of self, 90% of computing power, and this incomplete "me", I control the core energy of this Sun City.

A ten percent loss in transmission progress is not a minor issue that can be easily supplemented or ignored.

For the Lord of All Machines, who has a very high level of personalization, the lack of this 10% is as serious as digging out 10% of the human brain.

If you can still think and calculate, it will be a complete victory.

This is the final decision made by the Lord of All Machines.

But now the situation has come to the point where we have no choice but to do this.

Because there are too many unreasonable things.

——This man who seemed to have jumped out of the ground, and who had no information about him before, could kill a fifth-level monster like chopping melons and vegetables. He also had a means of concealment that could not be detected, a reflex nerve that was much faster than anyone else, a recovery ability comparable to that of a sixth-level self-healing psychic, and could also smash the alien space with unknown means...

Not only that.

——And Andre was unexpectedly killed by Marina, along with Shirakawa Wakaka, who seemed to have a promising future just two days ago, and another guy who also seemed to have jumped out of the earth.

——The Lord of All Machines originally thought that Andre could quickly end the battle and then come here to help it.

If Andre came, no matter how powerful this man was, he would inevitably be held back for a few minutes by Andre, who had the ability to reverse time... a few minutes would be enough for it.

But Andre is dead.

In two minutes.

For all these reasons...

It just has to,
Tail off for survival!

——Give up this 10% of yourself and run!
escape!escape!escape!
The Lord of All Machines thought with his consciousness which had already begun to report errors and became chaotic.

——In less than ten seconds, it will enter the energy core of the City of the Sun, control the City of the Sun, and become the City of the Sun!

Then use this City of the Sun to wipe out all those tiny carbon-based lives that threaten its great life!
Everything happens in a split second.

The God of War's second punch has not yet been thrown.

His pupils contracted and he retracted his left arm, which was only half left. He looked back at the clones who seemed to have lost their souls and sighed unhappily.

The reaction speed of this electronic life is too fast. To be precise, it is more than a hundred times faster than him.

It was the first time that the God of War faced an enemy whose reaction speed was hundreds or thousands of times faster than his.

So, just like before, he subconsciously used a more efficient combination of hits in the same amount of time instead of a single heavy punch.

Don't bully the elderly who don't know how to use electronic products.

He frowned, then connected to Yuan Qingzhuo:
"——The Lord of All Machines has fled to your side."

"Escape...to my side?"

Yuan Qingzhuo, who had just landed, rolled over from Marina's shoulder and landed on the ground. He already knew what would happen if he didn't stop it now.

There isn't much time left for him.

No, it should be said that it is extremely rare.

Five seconds? Ten seconds? Or half a minute...

Half a minute is absolutely impossible.

He looked at the unfamiliar-looking clones... psychics with unknown means. It would be too easy to stop them for ten seconds.

Rather, it requires no effort at all.

If these somewhat rigid clones were allowed to fight them head-on, Yuan Qingzhuo and Marina could slowly grind them to death.

But to just block it... he could just use two kinds of psychic powers he had never seen before. The types of psychic powers that the Lord of All Machines had seen were definitely dozens or hundreds of times more than him.

Difficult to handle.

It's too difficult.

But it has to be done even if it is difficult.

So, is there any way for Marina to have an unimpeded journey to destroy the energy core of the City of the Sun?
Yuan Qingzhuo's pupils flickered.

They were only a little over a hundred meters away from the final metal barrier of the energy core. If Marina exerted all her strength, she could reach the destination in less than half a second.

Therefore, Yuan Qingzhuo's task is to block or control all the clones for a moment, or kill them all in an instant.

Prevent them from releasing psychic energy against Marina.

Time was stretched to infinity as Yuan Qingzhuo's thoughts raced rapidly through his mind.

——Break through now on the battlefield, and then be completely entangled by the Three Flowers and Five Qi?
No, even for a second breakthrough, the time required is measured in seconds.

What's more, Yuan Qingzhuo was able to kill himself once, but that doesn't mean he could do it a second time.

The three flowers and five qi that are cut off and then reborn will become extremely powerful. In other words, if Yuan Qingzhuo still wants to borrow this power, he will be completely tied to it.

-Tell Marina that by taking one step, she can directly cross the space and reach the energy core?

It seems possible, but it is actually impossible.

Because neither Yuan Qingzhuo nor Marina had ever seen the scene behind the metal door, and even Yuan Qingzhuo's martial arts will could not penetrate the metal door made of special material in a short period of time.

If Marina was forced to "believe", the consequence would probably be that she would be transferred to an unknown place, or even stuck in the middle of the door.

——Let Shirakawa Waka come down, use her martial arts will to amplify her magnetic field, and for a moment act as a protective shield for Marina to isolate her from the outside world?

Not at all.

Regardless of the fact that Baichuan might have been nearly killed by a sword outside the Corona Tower, even if she had some strength left, Ravna, who had the foresight to see the future, would definitely see that she wanted to leave.

Thereby delaying the time for Shirakawa Wakaka to come down.

If there was this much time to waste, Yuan Qingzhuo wouldn't be as helpless as he is now.

However, there is a slightly more compromise solution.

Tell Marina that she can walk directly to the gate, tell her that the door can be broken with one punch, and then find a way to stop the clones in the moment they react, so that the strange psychic energy will not affect them.

But how can we squeeze out this "moment"...

Martial arts will.

In theory, yes.

But Yuan Qingzhuo's physical condition is too weak now. If he wants to output this kind of powerful martial arts will, he will definitely explode and die.

Even Jesus can't save us.

So what about the situation afterwards? What should we do?
Yuan Qingzhuo could not guarantee that after his death this time, he could still become a so-called spirit and stay by Marina's side. If Yuan Qingzhuo had bowed his head and followed the path of the Three Flowers and Five Qi, or had tried the methods of ancient Qi refining masters before, I believe that with his talent, this little trick would definitely be used casually.

He grinned.

So, in a way, he dug his own grave because of his arrogance?

whispering sound.

Just take it one step at a time.

If you keep thinking here, time will run out soon.

"Marina, close your eyes and take a step forward. I can take you to the gate in no time."

Without hesitation, Marina, who had been looking at the clones with a cold gaze, closed her eyes and took a step forward.

Yuan Qingzhuo took a step with her, and his martial arts will followed.

The consumption of crossing space made Yuan Qingzhuo feel a tightness in his chest.

Marina opened her eyes and saw the huge metal door before her.

Close at hand.

The clones raised their hands, and red, yellow, blue and other colors appeared. The real threat to them and the psychic power that could stop them was hidden in these elemental energies.

Yuan Qingzhuo closed his eyes. Is there any other method?

A method that can isolate the influence of these clones' psychic powers in an instant... or even two instants, or within half a second.

Because Marina still needs time to destroy the energy core.

After a long time, Yuan Qingzhuo fell into deep thought.

Is there any way to reverse this helpless situation?

Yuan Qingzhuo had even started to fantasize.

Show up in front of me, Shirakawa!
——On the ground, in front of the Corona Tower, Shirakawa Waka lay powerlessly in a pool of blood. Her left arm was empty, and there was a huge crack running from her right eyeball to her left abdomen, bleeding profusely. All life was quickly leaving her.

The broken white sword was stuck upside down on the ground not far away.

In front of her, the ruins made of flesh and concrete stretched for hundreds of meters, but behind her, the Corona Tower was completely undamaged.

The only remaining clone, Ravna, dragged her seriously injured body, walked in front of her indifferently, and raised the cold sword in her hand.

Turn around and smash all the enemies to pieces with one punch, Marina!
——But even after Marina comprehended a million Guardian Fists after the battle with Andre, she was unable to smash dozens of fifth-level psychics from a distance.

The God of War was just at the bottom of Gospel Technology and it was impossible for him to arrive.

Hurry up and use your invincible martial arts will to think of a solution, Yuan Qingzhuo!
He roared in his mind.

But the reality is, there is no way.

The moment, which was less than a tenth of a second, seemed like an insurmountable chasm to Yuan Qingzhuo.

So, Yuan Qingzhuo took a deep breath and shouted in the only remote communication channel:
"——Master, please save my teeth!"

At the same time, almost without delay, a voice with a hint of laughter sounded in Yuan Qingzhuo's mind.

"Little thing, you still know how to shake people... Why do you forget your traditional arts when you grow up?"

The voice of the God of War slowly faded away, and was replaced by... yes...

——The sound of waves hitting the rocks came from all directions.

Yuan Qingzhuo opened his eyes and suddenly found himself inexplicably on a long river with no end in sight.

Where is this?
"Long time no see, Xiao Deng."

A familiar and calm voice sounded, causing Yuan Qingzhuo to turn around and see the man who always wore white clothes.

"God of War?"

Yuan Qingzhuo opened his mouth subconsciously, and then found that the expression of the person in front of him did not seem to be the "God of War" he had created.

But...

"Master...?"

Yuan Qingzhuo spoke hesitantly, and then he saw the God of War... No, now it should be said that Baihe nodded.

"It feels like only a short time has passed since you came down the mountain, but you have grown so tall all of a sudden."

Bai He gestured in the air with his hands and gave a mischievous smile at Yuan Qingzhuo's astonished gaze.

Yuan Qingzhuo was about to speak, but was interrupted by Bai He: "I have learned the details from the God of War... Well, [Hell God of War] is really an amazing martial art."

Baihe praised openly, which was rare:

"No, should I say martial arts or Taoism is better... Never mind, these details don't really matter."

"First of all, don't be anxious. Time in the outside world won't flow when you're here." Bai He used a knife to smash the anxiety that Yuan Qingzhuo showed: "First, let me tell you why I'm here and why you're here."

"——The Martial God, as the 'thought' summoned by you, understood a part of you, the [Hell Martial God], and then ignited itself, linking you, the summoner, with me at this point in time."

Yuan Qingzhuo showed a slightly unbelievable look:

"You can still play like this..."

"Of course, your master is still your master."

Baihe smiled and pointed at the river running under their feet, mixed with many unclear things: "This is my life."

Yuan Qingzhuo was stunned for a moment, and then heard Bai He ask, "How many of me can you handle at once?"

He replied, "Three, twenty minutes."

"There are only three..."

Baihe touched his chin and nodded his decision.

"——Then I will intercept the three moments in my life when I was the strongest and most likely to trust you and descend to your side as the 'God of War'."

"But the price is that your [Hell Martial God] can no longer summon a Martial God based on me. Please forgive the incomplete me. It's amazing that he can analyze so much in such a short time and connect with me."

More than amazing...

Yuan Qingzhuo cursed inwardly: He had never thought of this usage, and he dared not think of it. This old man Baihe is simply a pervert!
Crossing endless space and time to connect to another person in memory, or in other words, to make the other person intercept different selves in life and come at the same time...

This is pure idealism, it really doesn't make any sense at all!
Yuan Qingzhuo felt that he seemed to have underestimated his cheap master before.

"But if this river is roughly equivalent to life... is it normal to not see the end of the river in your 30s or 40s?"

Yuan Qingzhuo looked at the river that disappeared at the other end of his sight, feeling somewhat puzzled.

"Hey? Xiao Yuan, did I say I was in my thirties or forties?"

Baihe asked back.

Yuan Qingzhuo exclaimed, "Ah!" "Could it be that Lao Deng is only in his twenties?"

"The average person lives for four to five hundred years, so it's understandable that they have a longer life experience than the average person."

Bai He's calm words made Yuan Qingzhuo stand there in a daze, thinking he had heard wrongly.

Four, four or five hundred years?

No, how could Lao Deng, who is so lazy every day, doesn’t wash clothes or cook, and often spends money on 2D mobile games, have lived for hundreds of years?
This is as outrageous as suddenly telling you that the white-haired neighbor who lives next door to you and stays in bed all day is a great magician who has lived for more than a thousand years.

Are you kidding me?

"Why do you look like you've seen a ghost? Master, I've done a lot of awesome things before, didn't I tell you about that?"

Baihe thought for a long time, and then fell into deep thought again.

It seems, perhaps, that he really hasn't told this extremely talented disciple of his?
Because most of the time his conversations with Yuan Qingzhuo were:

"Old man, get up and teach me! - No, let me sleep for another half an hour!"

"Dinner is ready and on your table. - If you don't mind, I'd like to be your foster father!"

"Ohara, this move should be practiced like this. I'll tell you orally first... I got it."

Because of this, most of the conversations between Bai He and Yuan Qing Zhuo tended to be daily, and Bai He didn't even treat Yuan Qing Zhuo as a junior...so he never talked about the past in front of his apprentice to show off.

So Baihe coughed awkwardly:
"It seems so."

"It's the Bull Demon..."

Yuan Qingzhuo originally wanted to curse, but when he thought about the reality that he couldn't waste even a moment, he lost the mood.

He sighed, "Master, you'd better be more reliable this time. If you're not careful, millions of people will die."

Baihe just smiled and nodded: "Okay."

"Then I'll be reliable."

"I hope."

Yuan Qingzhuo nodded to Baihe, waved his hand, and wanted to return to reality.

"Master, I am also very interested in your experiences since you came down the mountain."

Yuan Qingzhuo stopped and looked back.

Then he saw Baihe touching his head and smiling.
"If you have time, tell me about it."

(End of this chapter)