Cyber ​​Sword Immortal Iron Rain

Silently... "Mind and Body Slash" was launched.

It was a gray line stretching across the sky: at one end was the president's body flashing with red and blue light, and at the other end was the trunk of the Nine-Child Ghost Mother's tree reaching into the clouds - in the sky that had not yet faded from the night, it seemed to be just an illusion in the trance of the naked eye.

The president waited. The light from the red tree was still bright and dazzling; there was no sign of it weakening.

Prepare to fire a second time. It wants to -

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pat.

An unexpected sound interrupted its thoughts: something stuck to the bottom of its capsule-like body—

Click, and then another sound:

then--

Snap, clack, clack!

It was as if a heavy rain was coming down from below, from the ruins, towards the sky: countless tiny red dots shot out from the center of Manila's eyestalks; they hit the president's floating torso, making a sticky and trembling sound -

Those were snot-like, soft and sticky colloids; they were shot upwards by the "eyes" grown from the bright red weeds in the city and stuck to the body of the president.

They drilled into the president's body along every gap and space on the surface.

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The president wanted to start a self-examination and look inward to see the foreign objects invading his body: However, these tiny and sticky snots were faster than it; much faster.

grow, spread, inflate, swell—

From the gaps between the red and blue capsules, thin threads like fresh blood stretched out. When they passed through the tiny gap, they intertwined and resisted each other, exerting force in opposite directions:

It was as if an invisible hand was grabbing the president's body.

As these thin threads become more and more numerous and entangled into a large thick rope——

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at last……

Click, click, click:

Once the cracking and shattering began, the joints of the materials that made up the president's body could no longer withstand the pressure rising from within.

The sound of crisp noises continued, exploding into a rainstorm--if every raindrop was an iron soybean. The capsule-shaped shell broke off and fell off to the sides, revealing the irregular mechanical structure inside--a mechanical structure covered with bright red lines and mucus.

Its anti-gravity system is still there, intact—

It seemed to be preserved too well: the buds grown from the seeds seemed to have deliberately bypassed the president's anti-gravity system.

All the extra body parts were stripped away - leaving only the soul of the president of the Microcomputer Taoism Research Society. Without the heavy extraneous material, its anti-gravity system was able to work twice as effectively; like a hot air balloon without its load. Although it was somewhat counterintuitive, it actually happened.

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call--

The shattered body of the president began to rise at an accelerated speed, breaking through the thick and dense clouds over Manila again. It was a balloon with a broken string... except that it was the most luxurious and expensive one:

Even if the anti-gravity system can resist the pull of the earth on it - but there is a limit. In the end, whether it will fall or not is unknown.

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Chapter 342 Degradation (Part )

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The clay man felt tired - a tiredness that had accompanied him throughout his life; but this mind-draining weariness had never been as intense as it was now.

This fatigue comes from his mind and consciousness, which have reached a point where hormones and neurotransmitters cannot reconcile: but the clay man can still persist - because the business he started has not yet been completed.

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The demon's language, his language -

It is spreading throughout the world, embedding itself within everyone’s heart; eventually, it will replace every cognitive language and replace their thinking:

Soon, all humans will speak the same language - this won't resolve all disputes and disagreements, but it's a good start; from this moment on, all humans will put aside their original obstructions to the goals of the clay figures...

No one will stop him from taking the whole world back to the past; back to the time before everything began - the time before "separation"... This is for the common welfare of all mankind: he does not expect others to understand, the clay man would rather choose to execute and bear it by himself.

In this process, the snow ghost, who served as the medium between the clay figurine and Bai Shisheng's corpse, has dissipated in the digital space: she is like the layer of saliva that comes into contact with the high temperature when licking a red-hot iron with your tongue - it protects the tip of the tongue from being burned, but she herself has also evaporated.

This is the price that must be paid... The loss of self also brings pain like tearing a clay man apart.

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Did the clay man feel satisfied? Somewhat - a vague and dim sense of relief. After all, there was still a long way to go - and a little doubt:

He had expected someone to appear and obstruct and sabotage the entire plan—

"Patient Zero... Patient Zero. Where are you hiding now?"

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Patient Zero: He is the first hibernator to wake up. Unlike other hibernating dragons that have traveled across time, Patient Zero has no organization to belong to in the new world, nor has he tried to gain control of any high-level resources.

Apart from the fact that he is known as the "Number One" and the "Alpha", Patient Zero rarely appears in the eyes of other hibernating dragons.

Just like he had never paid attention to the friction between the reconstructionists and the futurists. Although the dragon group has always been a very loose group; apart from the ubiquitous exchange of resources, it is not that close.

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But Clay Man - perhaps only Clay Man knows how dangerous Patient Zero is. Whether it is the way he looks at the world or the ambition he wants to realize -

That is the terrifying and dark "future" that hangs over Patient Zero:

"leave".

The short name is what makes the clay man feel the most fear and terror. Among the many futures, only "separation" - the clay man will never allow it to happen.

He wanted to bring joy back to the world and "undo" the worst mistake that had ever happened in human history.

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Now that the matter is over, the "spell" has been successfully spread:

The clay figure finally had some time to observe the outside world.

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Astonishment gripped his already exhausted mind.

The "fetal membrane" that was supposed to cover the entire city as planned - stopped functioning. The one-way defense wall that only allowed exit but not entry was no longer in place, and the clay figurine could once again receive messages from the outside world:

That was the message sent by the president before he was disconnected.

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Nine-child Ghost Mother——

How come it still exists and even has such a huge change in form?

The clay man felt a sudden electric shock sensation throughout his body; his entire body became stiff and tense... and his body was huge: the technicians at the end of the limbs even began to self-mutilate and self-destruct due to the excessive pressure.

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It shouldn’t be like this: This is not what the clay man saw in the visualization machine—

In the future he saw, the Nine-Child Ghost Mother should have devoured endlessly and exhausted the nutrients in the waters near Manila due to her excessive desire for growth; she should have completely turned into a mass of wriggling and trembling flesh...

Instead of now——

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The clay man took some time to adjust his mentality.

Just like he used Bai Shisheng's corpse to cast a spell on the world, the clay man has a deep understanding of what the way to immortality can do and the changes it may bring to the world.

He felt like a praying mantis, stretching out its forelimbs to block the rolling wheels; but the clay man also had an unshirkable sense of mission for this responsibility.

If I don't do it myself, who else in the world will pay such a price and do what must be done?

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As for communicating with the Nine-Child Ghost Mother, this had never occurred to the clay man. In the end, violence was still the only solution to all problems.

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"Get ready."

As his thoughts flowed, the clay man waved his limbs - and the words spread throughout his body in an instant: and so the war machine called Demons and Kings began to operate.

The think tanks quickly planned a plan:

Plan A - Integrate the remaining resources in Guixu and carry out temporary modifications; engage in contact combat with the Nine-Child Ghost Mother who is mainly composed of biomass.

Now, the clay man is defending Guixu, the dead city of the old times...which means that the Nine Ghost Mother cannot forcibly break through the encirclement of the dead city and directly attack the clay man's body.

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In addition, the other party has an independent network that has no physical connection with the digital space - that is to say, even if the clay man intends to use Bai Shisheng's corpse, he cannot touch the Nine-Child Ghost Mother.

Then, naturally, we need a plan B for this:

The think tank on the surface of the clay man will urgently develop a brand new spirit/flesh protocol - just separate a part of the descendant from the body as a special infiltration force, and install it on the Nine Sons Ghost Mother during combat...

Then, there is a possibility that the clay figurine can use Bai Shisheng's corpse to dissolve the consciousness of the Nine-Child Ghost Mother.

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Chapter 343 Degradation (End)

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So there are two sets of battle plans; Plan A will try its best to create opportunities for Plan B; and Plan B may eventually be able to support Plan A.

If the Nine-Child Ghost Mother could be connected to the digital space... then there is a high probability that the opponent's ability to act could be destroyed.

But neither the clay man nor the think tank that assisted him had more than 50% confidence:

Whether the Nine-Child Ghost Mother has a human-like consciousness based on language...it remains unknown.

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In fact, the clay man hasn't fought in person for a long time: the king's body was not born or designed for fighting.

But in this last desperate struggle, he decided to trust himself and the blood descendants in his body once.

After all, in the beginning, he had also gone through a lot of fighting and management, and passed through countless dangers, before he reached this point.

The technicians' movements became faster, as if the fast-forward button was pressed; the muscles on their bodies were taut and bulging, and even their skin was cracked - the disassembled parts of other kings, as well as the equipment and instruments scattered throughout Guixu, were being transformed into weapons at an unprecedented speed.

Weapons against living organisms - over the years, the clay man only had to deal with enemies that were completely different from himself, and this time... In essence, the Nine-Child Ghost Mother could perhaps be called his superior replacement.

But until the last step, no one knows who will win. He has come too far, he can't -

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This thought did not last long in the clay man's mind.

He was interrupted by unexpected changes in the outside world.

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boom--

Above the clay figurine, the top of Guixu suddenly cracked: like the cap of a mineral water bottle being unscrewed, the dome of hundreds of square meters was lifted up, allowing the hazy light from the outside world to shine into the dead city once again.

It was not until this moment that the clay man suddenly realized the shocking loophole in the plan - as the spiritual energy formed a storm and left Guixu... this ancient city no longer had the protection of the old times: it became no different from other parts of the city ruins.

It was a human palm that was magnified countless times in proportion - with five fingers as thick as buildings, and fingernails as big as squares. Every palm line was big enough to accommodate a rushing river. At this moment, the pink-colored human hand was holding the dome of Guixu and part of the base of Manila in its hands like holding building blocks.