Abyss Express

Foreword:

[We must persist in fighting until the last moment]

[—Jiang Xueming]

[Part ① Twenty-five spines]

"What the hell is this thing!?"

Beneath the twisted steel umbilical cord—

—Jason Megan broke into a new and strange city.

After walking this rugged roadway, everyone immediately saw the huge engineering elevator from the T-shaped joint passage.

It goes up on one side and down on the other side. It can go straight forward and continue to move forward, continuing to move toward a deeper and darker straight road.

Three elevators hang from the approach bridge of the driveway, and there is no dust on the red and green indicator lights. All signs indicate that this ancient city still retains basic electricity, and it is still alive even after so many years.

"What the hell is it?"

Jason covered his mouth and nose, his eyes were curious, but his expression was terrified.

The inspiration that was different from ordinary people almost drove him to the edge of madness, just like the powerlessness and helplessness of insects when they peeped at the rubber wheels of human beings. Even without lapis lazuli, he could still feel the flame from the thalamus center of the brain City, feel its rhythm of life, its steel heartbeat.

If Jason had to describe it, this place is a part of the spine of [Burning Man Shrter].

Soviet engineers transformed it into what it is today. Walking up from this traffic station, you can go directly to the load-bearing beam of the ancient skeleton and reach the surface of Burning Man——

—Look up.

Peeking out from the large elevator at the traffic station, there are hundreds of grid reinforcements with a width of more than 100 meters in the empty underground cavity. Long sleep, weaving a thick cocoon.

These steel beams and iron cables are divided into twenty-five sarcomere hubs, which are nailed to this huge keel spine. The main horizontal project of RSH is supported by the torso of Burning Man. The connecting pivot beam still retains the orange light source of the safety fog lights.

"What the hell"

Jason's eyes were out of focus, as if he was observing a mysterious creation that was invisible to the naked eye and could only be explored by inspiration.

"What the hell is that?"

This is a giant that cannot be explained clearly in a few words.

In the far distances of the southwest corner, northwest corner, southeast corner, and northeast corner, sixteen expressways were built on the main frame of the four corners, but they were not used for driving——

——Looking at the load-bearing shock-absorbing device and the semi-circular tube surface on the road surface, it is more like a quick-response channel built for Pyro's subordinates, like huge main arteries.

And the mini experimental models in materialism, such as engineering mechs like the big frog, can also move quickly on this passage through magnetic steps.

Except for Jason, people couldn't see the whole city beyond the elevator shaft. Ibrahimovic lay in front of the iron net of the elevator, peeking out through the hole in the iron plate, and suddenly began to cry bitterly.

"Davari's!"

The Slavic man called to his companions.

"It's the flag! It's the flag!"

The people were divided into three columns, and they all poured into the elevator——

——Under the influence of this weird and scorching spiritual pressure, it is difficult for normal people to stay awake. The leader just yelled, and before Meteor had time to think, his body was already stuck to the iron bars.

In the dark abyss, under the illumination of the orange fog lights, the densely packed steel grids and load-bearing main poles reflected the shapes of sickles and hammers. The black curtain turned the golden-orange figure into a black flag—just like [Materialism] trapped in Niflheim who will never see the light of day, Soult who will never wake up again, Is issuing a slow, long breath.

It smells like rust.

It's the smell of steel.

It's the smell of fire.

It's the smell of blood.

The observation tower on the northwest side is used as a marker, and farther behind it, there is a bright red arm reaching into the sky.

It was like having a big spring and autumn dream, awakened by the shouts of Great William, the dead body of Pyro with armor moved for a moment, broke through the steel beams and iron cables, and was about to break out of the thick cocoon. .

Half of its arm is still deep in the dark mud, and its forearm, which is more than 70 meters high, has already reached the surface.

Its shoulders are composed of thirty-two sets of complex and huge transmission gear shafts and spherical joints. They have been dismantled from the body, three kilometers away from the spine of the torso, and become the ground-level base of the nuclear power plant of the arsenal.

Brother Ibrahimovic murmured, wiping away the tears on his face.

"materialism."

The grenadiers in the ranks immediately said: "Materialism!"

Meteor didn't know what the word meant, he didn't even know what the destination was, what it all meant.

"materialism."

Like the voice-activated password of the safe, when Brother Ibrahimovic chanted the term materialism, the elevator began to operate.

People haven't had time to look out for each other, inform each other, or say or do anything.

Even the simplest telescope observation post was not built, and three groups of people divided their things in the elevator and headed for the three agency sites in Burning Man Power City.

Only Jason was overwhelmed by this majestic force, and froze in front of the spine straight passage of the center console.

The power of the elevator is astonishing, and it seems that it was not designed for human beings at all. Its climbing and descending speed is like playing a jumping machine. The companions fell in the elevator room, and the pain and roar woke Jason up.

He ran to the deep well to look down, with a serious expression: "Oh no, they don't have a radio! If you get lost in this city or encounter danger."

"There is no danger anymore! Jason Megan!" Miss Wendy's cold tone and warm expression woke up the Dacian man, "When you come here, there is no danger."

Jason was still lying in front of the center console, trying to figure out what the console symbols marked in Russian ciphertext during the Cold War meant. He wanted to send all his partners back. When he heard the waiter's riddle, he suddenly turned his head and asked, "What do you mean?"

"There are many people who are stronger than you, and there are countless VIPs who are more determined than you." Wendy took Jason's hand and continued to walk towards the spine passage of the central authority, "Why does the boss want you to come here? Why is Ao Hanming Germany will trust you so much, it thinks that you will be able to make a difference on the border of Niflheim."

Regarding the BOSS's manpower deployment and schedule, Jason has a rough guess, but he is not sure: "The spiritual pressure environment here is very special. I can see things that ordinary passengers or VIPs can't see clearly. So."

"It's not that simple! Jason!" Wendy had already brought her employer to the power mechanism room of Burning Man's first tailbone.

In this airtight steel room, all the bone marrow has been sucked out, and the steel beams and reinforcements support the fossil-like skeleton, and its nerve center is wrapped in pieces of solid armor.

At the junction of the spine, there are black mud beads the size of a human head——

——This mud bead seems to be in a gravity-free environment, floating quietly, surrounded by layers of graphite restraint devices, and the electric arc that can be erupted by amazing creatures can be vaguely seen.

"This is Surte's cerebrospinal fluid." Wendy pointed to the mud beads at the junction of the spine: "It has been corroded by undead runes, and it can never return to Pyro's body-but the Soviets did not use thermonuclear reaction to destroy these Essence."

The strong bioelectricity bursting out from the cerebrospinal fluid almost turned into a thunderbolt visible to the naked eye. It struck the graphite of the isolation device again and again, and the current was like an immortal white snake repeatedly licking the restraint layer.

"If this cerebrospinal fluid goes back into Pyro's spine, it will become [the outlaw]—the oversized [outlaw], like his brother, becomes the walking dead." Wendy pulled out Jason's Lapis Lazuli, "The life form of this giant is very ancient. It is the same as the twenty-five sarcomeres of the Kunming fish, and it only has twenty-five spines. Then."

"Can I control it?" Jason had learned to answer quickly.

During his travels, he has seen many strange underground creatures.

His pyroxene has saved him countless times, and the qualities of lapis lazuli are the best thing to use against hot and angry flames.

Wendy Mills said bluntly: "I don't know, I don't know—I'm not sure."

Jason Megan looked at his talisman, which was swaying in the waiter's hand, emitting a golden light.

"Try it! How will you know if you don't try?!"

At the end of the wide room of the [S25] mechanism, a strong blue light erupted.

Jason shouted the name of soul power——

"Windmill! Break my talisman!"

The lapis lazuli bracelet was smashed into scattered beads by the fist wind, and a round hole was made in the graphite restraint device by the way.

The bare blue stone fell into the pitch-black mud ball. At that moment, Jason's pupils dilated, and his eyes were dark.

The remaining blue stones are still connected to his nerve center, and the mountain-like Reiatsu rushes from [S25] myotome spine to his brain.

Almost instantly, he lost all consciousness, as if all the five senses of the brain had been taken away, being swallowed up by the consciousness of Undead Rune and Pyro.

"Jason—you have the same name as the hero in Greek mythology. You have been looking for the golden fleece in your life. In addition to the cold and cunning blue, you also want the noble and proud golden color. This is your stone."

Wendy stroked her employer's cheek.

"Crossing the Black Sea on the Argo, going to Colchis, and adventuring with Hercules and Meleager, the son of the huntsman, the mythical hero who forsakes his wife and son for this fleece, Abandoned Medea, and the two sons were poisoned by their mother—in the end, Jason received his retribution and was crushed to death by a heavy log on the Argo ship."

"And your ending shouldn't be like this. Aohan Mingde sent you here to cure your mental illness, because there is no golden fleece in this world-you are not Jason, you are Jason May root."

"Katyusha shouldn't be the Medea you abandoned on the road—you shouldn't be looking at her face and saying my name."

Starting from Wendy Mills' fingers, the skin cracked inch by inch, revealing the soul-powerful psychic avatar.

Jason's spiritual body was like scattered smoke, and the dry and decayed fossil branches turned into dust, and returned to Wendy's body, turning into Wendy's hands.

It was a fluid human body resembling cobalt blue glass. She had shiny blond hair, like thousands of optical fiber interfaces, sending out colorful electrical signals. Her facial features were exactly the same as Miss Wendy's, except that she lost the human skin color and color. pupil color.

Wendy called softly: "Wake up, wake up, wake up."

"Hey!——" Jason took a deep breath, and the black mud in his eyes quickly dissipated. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, trying to get out of the bewildered illusion.

Just a few seconds of communication with Burning Man Surte almost crushed his spiritual world.

"I saw, I saw." Jason tugged on Hunwei's arm, wanting to say something.

"No time." Wendy patted Jason on the back: "Go to [S24] and put in your talisman, followed by [S23], until [S1] - I know you have a lot to say, these things are You can write it in your diary, but now, he is not a fire giant, he is materialism, and only he can help you defeat the monsters outside."

Jason nodded vigorously, he barely had time to deal with the redundant information in his brain, his mouth and nose were bleeding, just like what Jiang Xueming said to A Xing at the beginning of the journey.

When the cerebral cortex suddenly flooded with a huge amount of information, the intracranial pressure and blood pressure surged, and the bursting of capillaries in the nasopharynx was commonplace. To Jason, the blood was nothing, but the pain in the brain was like Someone took a nail and hammered a hole in his skull.

He could hardly stand up straight, and limped forward following the guidance of Hunwei.

"Will I die? Wendy, will I die?"

"I don't know, you have to ask yourself."

"I can't feel my right hand anymore. Something is wrong with my cerebellum - the lapis lazuli fell into Pyro's cerebrospinal fluid, like a part of the primordial, stayed there forever. It's eating me. It's eating me"

"No, Jason." Wendy opened her employer's backpack and took out the panacea: "What you saw was amazing. It used to be that 280 million people on this earth believed, supported, and looked up to. It is a career and ideal to stick to for a lifetime.”

"What? What? What? What are you talking about?" Jason stammered, injecting the panacea into his neck, and the pain in his brain didn't get any better: "What the hell are you talking about? You're messing with me chaos"

Wendy supported the employer and continued to move forward: "Just relying on a single idea can make this country burst into amazing productivity, make people twist together and contribute their essence. During the decades of the Cold War, scientists who emerged And the number of artists, the progress of technology and the leap of civilization, almost exceed the sum of all the history on this land.”

Jason stood still in front of the [S24] mechanism, his right leg was already numb, as if it had been taken away by Burning Man's cerebrospinal fluid, and he would never be able to move again.

"This is the materialism they created. Pyro won't hurt you. Pyro is trying to communicate with you. He is also suffering from undead runes. Even if he turns into a ball of steel, he will The soul stays—do you still remember the essence of [soul] in the ternary quality?" Wendy took out the second lapis lazuli, and reviewed Hohenheim's ternary quality theory with Jason in the abyss train.

"The body is buried in the ground to be considered dead."

"The spirit is dead when no one praises it, no one mentions it."

"All creations are decayed, and the classics left behind are forgotten, and the soul is dead."

When Jason sent the second lapis lazuli into the spinal center, he fell into the black vision of dementia again. The steel heartbeat was like a big bell, almost knocking his soul out of his body.

The chaotic memories from the ancient times almost took away all his personality, and the overbearing tide of psionic energy washed him into the bottomless black ocean.

He felt himself stuck in the sea, waving his arms indiscriminately, letting the bitter and rough sand pour into his five senses, the chaotic picture, sound and light impacted his five senses, until a blue smooth arm pulled him back to the world.

This time, he only tasted the deep darkness, and it only took him a second to wake up.

After violent vomiting and dizziness, he heard the syllable of iron casting.

The two spines seemed to have been washed by the spinal fluid, and they began to glow with vitality again.

The graphite restraint device collapsed and deflagrated in an instant, and a huge current surged out of the blue flames, which almost moved the entire power mechanism room laterally, and the two ganglia seemed to be washed by the panacea—” With a bang, the two merged into one under the pull of the thunder.

Jason's whole body tensed up. He lost control of his arms and calves. Under the impact of the soul-destroying sound, they regained consciousness. The sweat from his skin was like wine—the psychic flames were radiating out.

"my hand"

He looked at his arm in disbelief, the blue tongue of flame was beating, and he clenched his arm into a fist slightly——

——I only listened to the dull notes several kilometers away, as if an earthquake had occurred in the distance.

[Part②·Tea Art Show]

"Don't think that luck will always be on your side! Jiang Xueming!"

Leonardo's spirit body squirmed at the fingertips of materialism, gradually changing from a bloody mess back to bat shape.

Brother Li's haunted spirit lingered along the giant arm of the mecha, sliding down from the fingertips all the way, before the wings grew back, he couldn't wait to crush the hateful and hateful enemy in front of him.

"Although I don't know where this thing came from! It can't help you all the time! I hate it so much! God the dog! Why do you always protect this bastard!"

——Just listen to "BIAJI".

Materialism followed Jason Megan's hand and made a fisting motion together.

It was like pinching a mosquito, and the huge steel knuckles burst into hot sparks.

When Steel Armor made a fist movement, the pads of the fingers rolled up a strong wind pressure, Leonardo couldn't react at all, and was stirred into the palm by the powerful vortex.

He has no chance of resurrection anymore. The huge energy generated by the collision of fingers and palms turns into a scorching flame, and the high temperature of nearly a thousand degrees can shatter any wraith in the kingdom of the dead.

Jiang Xueming ran away——

——He rushed towards the security post in the South Building of the Armory, trying to find Xiaoqi's soul back!

After all, this thing looks too evil, God knows what this arm will do.

When he rushed into the vestibule of the South Hall, rushed past the dilapidated man-made landscape trees in the atrium, and came to the warehouse, he finally saw Xiaoqi's spirit body lying dying in a corner of the warehouse, in front of the gate of the arsenal's radio station.

There seemed to be a fierce fight in the room, a battle between spirit bodies.

The iron beams and booms on the upper and lower floors were all impacted——

——On the other side, next to the broken window near the sea mudflat, the heart demon of 9527 walked towards the prey step by step with a heavy rapier.

Mary Stuart is back from hell.

She gently flicked the hair on her forehead, and changed her face into that of Bai Zijin.

The shotgun bombardment suffered before death, like the burning bullet marks of the dragon's breath, disappeared.

She tilted her head, as if feeling the familiar spiritual pressure, so she turned her head to look at Jiang Xueming.

"I'll give you another chance——Jiang Xueming, who do you think is more like your bride? The ugly one? Or the beautiful me?"

She swung her sword and pointed at Xiao Qi's spiritual body, which had been pierced with dozens of shocking holes. The spiritual body would not bleed, and she could see the flesh and blood wriggling in the terrifying hole that was as thick as a finger.

At that moment—

—Mary Stuart felt the scorching rage. She could hardly believe that this fury came from her sweetheart, the master of the Heart of Steel.

"Are you angry?! You actually got angry because of this bitch?!"

"Employer!" Bai Zijin yelled loudly, "Don't come here! I'm afraid you are no match for her! She was a tormenting fairy when she was alive, and she is even more difficult to deal with when she is dead!"

Before he finished speaking, Xue Ming blasted the shelf into pieces of iron with his fists.

Mary laughed when she saw this: "It seems that you are really angry! You actually acted like a child to vent your anger! What's the use of breaking those shelves? You can't kill me even if you blow me into scum—I He is the strongest devil in your hearts!"

Bai Zijin struggled, trying to get up and continue fighting. Her spiritual body was riddled with holes, and it was difficult to complete even the most basic fist-making movements.

"Employer, don't worry! Don't get close to her! I know you're in a hurry! But just hold on for a while! Hold on for a few more minutes! Maybe Salary King's soul power attack will be ineffective!"

"—Yeah! Just hold on for a few more minutes." Mary tapped her knuckles on the bone heavy thorn sword, and the sound was clear and sweet, accompanied by her voice mocking: "You can return to the warm world again. Yes, but little bitch, I left my essence in your spirit body, my soul essence."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" 9527 widened his eyes, let out a strange cry of surprise, and saw a wriggling piece of flesh in the wound of the spirit body, in the energy shell of an ordinary human being There are countless dark red blood in her body, they are like the curse of the blessed holy blood, and they want to use her body to return to the world.

"I opened so many holes in your spirit body! I didn't want to kill you directly, but I didn't directly penetrate your brain and smash your soul! You don't think it's my mercy? You can't be naive Do you think it's my competitive desire to be violent?" Mary squinted her eyes, showing off her baiqingqing appearance, and grinned loudly: "Perhaps as long as I send all my soul essence into your spirit body, maybe You will become another me!? Become me! Live!"

The sudden cold shot almost smashed the blood bat's head.

"—and you! Sweetheart"

Mary's torn head turned almost 180 degrees, turning into a thinner bat, with two round eyes fixedly staring at Xueming.

"You smashed the shelf to find the gun—do you think I don't know? These tricks and tricks can't fool me at all."

9527 lowered his head and kissed the wound, trying to suck out all the turbid essence in his spirit body, but the squirming blood was like a blood-sucking leech, crawled up his cheeks along his lips and teeth, and immediately began to make new holes——

"Wow! Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa out out out here!" Half of Jiu527's face was about to be mothed out, trying to pull the blood worms on his cheeks out of his spirit body, but the slippery worm body didn't listen to her fingers at all. If so, I can't catch it.

Before the gunfire stopped, Xue Ming emptied the ammunition in the two storage compartments on the left, and just replaced the eighth magazine——

—At this moment, Kalashnikov could not protect him.

The bullets bounced between the iron walls of the room, and the hot bullets couldn't make much waves. They could only force Mary back a few steps, and couldn't continue to mutilate Xiao Qi's spirit body.

"Your lover is about to become another me——Jiang Xueming, why don't you talk? Have you always been a man of few words? This is the first time I've struck up a conversation with you." Mary's body gathers and separates, avoiding bullets At the same time, he approached the flame tongue of the gun.

Xueming retreated while fighting, but fired a shot at Xiaoqi.

Mary was so overjoyed that even her eyes became gentle, but the heavy thorn sword in her hand didn't show any intention of staying strong.

"Oh! You made a choice? You shot that bitch! Did you try to please me?"

Xue Ming still didn't speak. When the last bullet was cleared from the gun, the whole warehouse was filled with gunpowder smoke.

In just an instant, a group of bright silver flowers exploded in his eyes——

——Mary's attack was like rain, splashing on his steel and iron frame.

But in the next second, Stuart's mistress couldn't laugh anymore.

This man seems to have been waiting, waiting for her to come to die, emptying the ammunition of the old gun is like paralyzing the nerves of the prey, making the illusion of weakness and mental weakness, all in order to cover up the inability of the crippled spirit body without legs A short board that moves at high speed.

The rapier transformed from the leg bones could hardly go a round in front of the steel fists! It was smashed to pieces!

The chaotic fist shadow is like a pile driver working at high speed! The explosion that breaks through the speed of sound when rapping the air seems to be just for this moment——

——For the moment when the two are close at hand, and the full energy is released!

Mary's head was almost turned into a pulp. She never imagined that the vampire's transcendent body and transcendent soul would be as fragile as paper in front of this little guy's spirit body.

The last time we met, he was just a chrysalis——

——This powerful boxing, the fist of the feathered half-body soul, every blow is harder than the gun in his hand!

Mary was beaten to pieces, and even the little bats that had been differentiated could not escape the extremely precise and fierce punches, turning into thick blood and splashing on Xiao Qi's face.

After a distance of ten meters, Mary was almost so cold by Qinglang, her body cracked into more than 70 pieces, and a large number of large blood stains were not adult.

"Jiang Jiangxue Jiang Xueming." Mary still had half her mouth open to speak, her head hung on Xiaoqi's shoulder, her chin was slumped in front of the door of the Arsenal Radio Station, "Stupid."

Her flesh and blood are still blessed by Niflheim's Reiatsu and are about to recover.

"It's really stupid! You beat me into a thousand yuan, and I can be resurrected with ten thousand yuan, not to mention that I am dead now-you want to kill a dead thing?"

Xiaoqi watched in horror as Mary's body gradually covered her spiritual body.

Mary's dying and chaotic words gradually became clear: "I really don't understand why you sent me to your bride. What are you trying to do? Isn't it just right?"

Her skull was formed on Xiao Qi's neck, and she grinned grinningly with her mouth open.

"Just to replenish my essence? Do you want to give me such a big gift? This is our token of love?! Xue Ming! You are so considerate."

"boom--"

The bullets exploded.

The originally crumbling headlight shaft was blown off, and the sterilization and mildew removal lamps in the room were energized and operated under the bombardment of the warhead.

The angles of their lights have been corrected by the bullets, and the direction is modified by the chaotic ballistics reflected by the bounces, and they shine straight towards Xiaoqi.

Thirty-two strong lights burned Mary Stuart's spiritual body almost instantly, and killed the soul essence along with Xiao Qi's wounded body.

Xue Ming threw away the gun and wiped off the cold sweat that looked like engine oil on his forehead.

"This is the arsenal of the arsenal."

He ran to the stunned Xiao Qi, packed up his lover's spirit body, and wanted to pick her up and return to her physical body.

"Before the AK102, the Soviets used wood as gun stocks and handguards. There must be ultraviolet headlights in the arsenal to sterilize wood and prevent mildew. I don't know if it will work for vampires. I can only try it."

"Keep fighting until the last moment! This sentence is what I learned in "How the Steel Was Tempered", Qingqing! You did a great job! I love you!"

Without waiting for him to explain one more sentence.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! I'm so scared!"

Xiao Qi gnawed on his employer's iron chin.

"I almost didn't recognize you, my mother! Why do you look like this? Can my spirit body turn into a dump truck? It's not right for me to have a cyber game with you Tanzania marriage!"

Xueming suddenly felt powerless——

——Before the two of them said a few more words, they fed them a few more candies.

From far away outside the window, a figure emerged from the direction of the beach.

The powerful and familiar spiritual pressure almost made Xue Ming and Xiao Qi go crazy.

That person is familiar to everyone——

——That Morpho nun costume.

That was Xueming's inner demon.

It's Bailu Plus——his female number.

Jiang Xueming grabbed Xiaoqi and ran away. He just sent away Mary, a fanatical female fan, and didn't want to think about where another top bitch in full armor came from.

"run!"