Cyber ​​Sword Immortal Iron Rain

If Fang Bailu still had real facial muscles, his expression would be extremely strange. The doll costumes in each frame were so cute and friendly, and they were all characters that he was familiar with before hibernation; matched with the ruins behind it, there was an indescribable weirdness.

As it took steps, the dark red bloody footprints gradually dried up until it shook off the blood all over its body.

Behind the heavenly soldiers was a red river. It meandered, floating with broken limbs and corpses, flowing due to the height difference of the artificial mountain city of Manila. Those pale, curled up hands and feet were like white lotuses on the bloody river.

There is no beauty, only cruelty and shock. Even if it is an ordinary natural disaster, there may not be such a tragic scene.

"warn!"

A thunderous roar exploded from the body of the Heavenly Soldier, drawing a perfect circular distorted wave. With its solid and huge body as the center, white dust and shattered glass, and the sound waves spread out several blocks away.

The sound waves made Fang Bailu's jacket rustle, but he remained standing. After the loud noise, the heavenly soldier changed his voice to a softer, more delicate, but more penetrating tone:

"If you have not activated your membership or your membership level is not high enough, you are prohibited from viewing/quoting/listening to/accessing information media containing elements of our company's products."

"The list of media included is as follows: text descriptions, paper readings, audio, video, pictures, dreams, memes, illusions, three types of bliss..."

As the heavenly soldiers approached, they chattered and chanted non-stop, like Zen chanting, like thunder:

"…spreading memes and replicating experiences. Violators may be physically destroyed by this company. Embrace Procedure is now in progress. If you have any questions, please contact…"

These whispers penetrated Fang Bailu's microphone:

"'Only people like me can escape unscathed'? I see."

As he thought about it, Cang Yangzi's message flashed through his mind - and he also knew the answer to how to solve the safety measures of attracting the heavenly soldiers to descend to the earth.

"Tsk, what a bullshit."

Fang Bailu raised his hand and scratched his head. His finger force pierced through the artificial skin and made a creaking sound of metal friction on his skull: Although these citizens of Luzon did not die at his hands, he could not help but feel a little melancholy and angry.

As the saying goes, grief for one's own kind comes from one's own death: such emotions are a sign that Fang Bailu can still be called a human being. Before the consciousness network that replicated his physical body alienated and collapsed, and he eventually became possessed by the devil, he was more delicate than before, and to some extent, more... impulsive.

If his thoughts are not clear, he will become depressed; and depression will undoubtedly speed up his transformation into a demon.

"Hey, come here! Customer service, right?"

Fang Bailu grinned and tore the artificial skin on his face; the exposed metal skeleton reflected the hot sunlight of Luzon and flashed with scorching colors. He raised his arm, and turned his knuckles and palms back layer by layer, sticking to the edge of his arm, revealing the Yin Lei generator in the mouth of the bowl——

The pale blue electric fire gradually condensed, twisting the air into a distorted ball, and also causing the heavenly soldiers not far away to be somewhat deformed:

"I want to apply for a membership."

Chapter 214: The Third Day of Evil and Rebellion (Part )

The Yin Pond and the Mother River float hundreds of meters above Manila. These two artificial suns and moons are pouring out heat and light as usual.

Of course, they are not just giant lighting tools - as the central nodes of the circular light technique covering the entire city, Yin Chi and Mu He can observe information from every inch of land in Manila.

This is the blessing bestowed by the Taihai Chain, and it is also a symbol of control.

If they were looking down from their perspective... at this moment, there were two small white streaks jumping and flying in the city. Every time they passed by, a large group of houses collapsed and shattered behind them, like the falling of dominoes:

The foreign Qi-refining practitioners and the heavenly soldiers who were attracted for unknown reasons were fighting each other and causing terrible destruction.

Before that, the number of contractors of Taihai Chain had decreased by more than 2,000: although it was a natural disaster caused by heavenly soldiers, such a number would undoubtedly make this month's production report look very ugly.

How to deal with it?

Yin Chi and Mu He watched quietly, waiting for the board's orders.

……

Perhaps most of the citizens have been driven away by the terrifying momentum of the Heavenly Soldiers, or perhaps Manila already has an emergency evacuation plan for the Heavenly Soldiers.

In short, with Fang Bailu and Tianbing as the center, Manila quickly demarcated an uninhabited area of ​​dozens of square kilometers.

The celestial soldiers travelling at subsonic speeds left trails of several kilometers behind them, cutting through the turbid, clear sky that stretched for thousands of miles in Manila.

This long white line crossed the sky and rushed straight down towards Fang Bailu who was leaping up.

boom!

The white line with the heavenly soldier as its tip did not interrupt, but connected to Fang Bailu and continued to move forward at high speed, rushing into another deserted living area.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang…

It opened its right palm, grasped Fang Bailu's head, and pressed it onto the endless obstacles it encountered during its low-altitude flight: ruins and broken walls, as well as the steel bars buried in them; specially made, high-load-bearing multi-person toilets; countless flying nutrient solutions and organs and limbs cut off by Manila citizens; tableware made of iron or plastic; alchemy pills and weapons being smelted and processed...

The "big horizontal sword" on Fang Bailu's head collided with the messy debris due to the potential energy brought by the high speed, making a sound like a machine gun shooting at an armored vehicle; but it did not cause any damage.

But... the functional difference between the prosthesis and the heavenly soldier is even greater than Fang Bailu originally imagined.

There were no jets or flames coming out from behind the sky soldiers—

This shows that despite such a huge mass, chemical energy is not used as the driving energy for traveling in the air: there is no doubt that, like the flying swords, the heavenly soldiers are also equipped with anti-gravity technology from the old days.

hum!

Amid the high-frequency vibration sound, the heavenly soldier suddenly climbed vertically, and the airflow it created shattered the glass along the way; he then carried Fang Bailu and smashed into the top of the building.

"Then please apply for membership. Then please apply for membership. Then please apply for membership."

In response to Fang Bailu's previous request for membership, Tianbing responded in the most brutal way mixed with a sweet and gentle voice.

Bang! Bang! Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang…

The heavenly soldier stretched out his right arm again and clamped Fang Bailu's torso. The pumping structure in his elbow stretched and thrust up and down; like scrubbing clothes on a washboard, he threw Fang Bailu into the ground again and again.

The cement and earth and rocks below him flew and hit Fang Bailu's body and the surrounding ruins at the speed of bullets, making a clanging sound like rain hitting banana leaves. Fang Bailu felt like he had become a ping-pong ball, and could only bounce with the beatings.

Spider-web-like cracks appeared under him, spreading and collapsing downwards; gradually forming a deeper and deeper hole. The fine cracks were like creepers, climbing up the building where the two of them were.

It seems that this building will collapse soon.

"How much does it cost?"

Fang Bailu's question came out slowly from the deep sunken hole, just like an indecisive customer.

The celestial soldier's hands kept moving, and his mouth uttered a joyful sound composed of the voices of men, women, young and old. A sky full of scarlet hearts poured out from his body, and then disappeared in the flickering of the holographic image:

"Thank you for your inquiry! The membership fee standard is as follows: 25% of the applicant's current total assets will be used as the review fee, and 10% of each legal income after the review is completed will be used as the formal membership fee..."

"Oh? You charge directly without any trial for new members? You are so mean."

After saying this, Fang Bailu used his jaw and occipital bone as the midline and "turned" his mouth up and down. His forehead, eyes, nose, and the entire upper half of his face had been folded back until his head was against the back of his neck, revealing the long and narrow tube sticking out of his throat.

The dark round tube was only half the thickness of a fist, and its surface was covered with reliefs of imperial decrees and spells:

“The Tao penetrates the three elements into one Qi. The sky is Qi and moves, the earth is Qi and occurs, yin and yang are Qi and sad and comfortable, wind and thunder are Qi and turbulent, the human body is Qi and breathes, and the Tao is Qi and feels.”

Four timeless characters are printed on the edge of the round tube in the directions of top, bottom, left and right...

Without the need to separate his lips and tongue, Fang Bailu's long laughter floated through the speaker. Then, he read out these four words:

"Heart Palace Fire Thunder."

……

After preparing the Yin Thunder, the Yang Thunder is naturally indispensable as well.

Compared with the Yin Thunder that combines power and energy saving, the Yang Thunder represents Fang Bailu's highest destructive power at this time.

With the Yang Lei firing device engraved with the four characters "Heart Palace Fire Thunder" as the center, the air twisted silently an inch outside the round tube.

A magnetic field was formed and moving electric charges flowed around; the wig covering Fang Bailu's head stood up straight like a hedgehog.

The free electrons are coupled and heated in the confinement of the magnetic field; this heavy hydrogen becomes plasma - the ejected plasma has a temperature far exceeding that of the surface of the sun.

As the master of waste recycling after the destruction of Kuala Lumpur, Fang Bailu, who gradually became known as the "Dirty Man" among thousands of garbage collectors, also unearthed countless secrets and experiments.

This is one of them - a single-soldier portable yang thunder module: the highest level of thunder magic installed in Fang Bailu's prosthetic body. Originally, it was a secret method that could only be seen in the product experimental war between companies.

He adjusted the dynamic balance in the ups and downs, and slightly calibrated the Yang Lei firing device to the heavenly soldiers.

Then, fire!

……

It was not an "instant", nor a "blink" or "instant". At the same time as the launch, the group of charged particles traveling at nearly the speed of light had reached the body of the heavenly soldier.

There was no pale green plasma sphere as seen in games or movies, only a hole with a diameter of fifty-five centimeters that suddenly appeared in the heavenly soldier's changing right shoulder.

Silently, on the straight line formed by the huge mouth of the white deer and the heavenly soldiers, regular holes appeared in the walls of hundreds of buildings; one could see the whole of Manila and the scorching sky at a glance.

The soldier's right arm, which was as thick as a man, fell and smashed into the roof made of aluminum sheets and canvas; the terrifying mass and potential energy caused a chain reaction of collapse in this fragile low-rise area.

The gums, tongue, and teeth used for camouflage in Fang Bailu's mouth had long since evaporated and disappeared; although the camouflage skin on his face had been torn off, the artificial skin below his neck was still carbonized and even turned into a fluid in the overheated temperature; in the slightly farther parts, the proteins also deteriorated with the temperature.

Even if Anbennola were to perform this immature Yang Lei technique, his skull would probably turn into a pot and cook the brain inside - only a fully cyborg Qi Refiner could barely control this supreme thunder technique.

And no construct can withstand the power of Yang Thunder - even the machines from the old times cannot escape the constraints of physics.

If the Xihe girl from the past were here, this attack might only destroy one of her thousands of true selves; but how can the heavenly soldiers compare with the immortals?

However, the output and power are still not enough to cover the entire body of the heavenly soldier.

It was impossible to determine the central location of the Heavenly Soldiers' action, and it was even impossible to rule out the possibility that this giant doll was operating through remote centralized control - therefore, Fang Bailu, who was unable to determine its vital points, only wanted to damage its body parts as much as possible from the beginning to reduce its combat effectiveness.

Chapter 215: The Third Day of Evil and Rebellion (Part )

As the heavenly soldier's right limb was broken and the restraints were released, Fang Bailu also fell from the roof.

The stimulation of Yang Lei did not bring any reaction force to change Fang Bailu's direction of movement in the air; but as he thought about it, a jet of water spurted out from his lower back, allowing Fang Bailu to maintain his balance in mid-air.

The current prosthetics are not enough to support Fang Bailu in high-flexibility aerial dogfights, but a little suspension is not a problem -

The body strength is extremely high, exceeding the existing material level in the hands of enterprises; coupled with the anti-gravity technology that is completely different from flight dynamics and extremely high output power: even if the standard is taken as that of Qi Refiners, the Heavenly Soldiers can be said to be highly skilled.

but……

But it is just this level, can it really be considered a product left over from the old world?

"Its performance indicators exceed my prosthesis by nearly 70%, but it does not have any real offensive components."

The simple blunt force of the wielding limbs of the Heavenly Soldiers could not penetrate the "Da Heng Lian" installed in the prosthesis. The precision parts in Fang Bailu's body could withstand large-scale shocks; the power source part that is most prone to error in common prostheses - the eternally rotating mobile phone, can accurately maintain its relative position with the body.

Before the "Heart Palace Fire Thunder" causes overheating and burns other parts of Fang Bailu, he can still activate four more thunder spells: based on the results of the previous battle, it is enough to stop the heavenly soldiers from moving.

There is no need for the so-called "back door" that Cang Yangzi expected:

According to Fang Bailu's guess, originally he could have safely left the heavenly soldier by simply using his identity as a citizen of the Pan-Asian People's Republic and applying for membership in the remnant of the old world - anyway, he could no longer check how much assets were in his account in his "previous life".

He adjusted his position in the air, preparing for the next shot.

The celestial soldier who lost his right arm still stood still, but had no intention of fleeing; it seemed that it had no idea of ​​the impending destruction. It raised its only remaining left hand and made a heart shape with its thumb and index finger - and at the same time, the sweet voice sounded:

“Dangerous user detected: Forced membership trial experience.”

"...?"

In a flash, Fang Bailu adjusted the jet device on his waist to its maximum output and did a barrel flip in mid-air. At the same time, eighteen restrictions covering the sea of ​​consciousness and mud balls, which were aimed at external forced connection, responded -

……

Before the Heart Palace Fire Thunder spewed out another ball of plasma, Fang Bailu's consciousness network was enveloped by boundless darkness, as warm and comfortable as amniotic fluid.

……

Fang Bailu woke up.

"I……"

The air was filled with a strange smell mixed with iodine, alcohol and Lysol disinfectants; I could hear sneezes, sniffles and loud coughs with phlegm.

I can smell and hear. It is not about analyzing the composition of odor molecules, or judging the volume and source of sound; when I raise my hand, I see the flesh with peeling skin, scars and palm lines; it is no longer... machinery and data.

"Machinery and data? What machinery and data?"

The strange thought was thrown behind my mind in an instant; then, new questions arose:

"where am I?"

Fang Bailu uttered the question in a low voice.

Crowds of men, women, old and young passed by him, and no one turned to look at him. Everyone was mumbling something or just walking slowly and aimlessly, as if they had an infinite amount of time to waste.

The gloomy sunlight had no intention of entering the window, and the dark gray clouds enveloped the sky. It was going to rain, and the people outside the window were jogging.

Fang Bailu raised his head and saw a sign with arrows and words hanging next to the low ceiling. On it were four words printed in bold that he had seen countless times before: