Chapter 1243 The Boys Here
At first, he thought that it was because the system was suppressed by the extended Great Priest-level Powered Armor T energy system, and there was no way to completely control the Queen of Blades' body, but later he found out that it was not. Not pure t energy.
At this moment, the Queen of Blades sensed the malice behind her, and suddenly turned around at a very fast speed, turning into an afterimage, her sharp claws stabbing into Tang Fang's chest, it seemed that she was determined to kill him without any hesitation. Abandon.
As she said just now, if Tang Fang dared to block her footsteps, she would mercilessly send him to hell.
A black shadow appeared in front of Tang Fang, and the green blade swayed gracefully in the sky. The Queen of Blades' attack was blocked by Mohandar, the Dark Master who had been following their movements.
"I've reminded you a long time ago that this woman's heart is harder than a rock. Let's face it... Claire will never come back."
The Queen of Blades glanced indifferently at Tang Fang who was behind Mohandar with a distraught expression, hesitated, turned and walked back. She knew very well that when the bug swarm was dragged down by "zombies", the surprise attack just now was fruitless. Now that Mohandar and the others are mentally prepared, it is almost impossible to kill Tang Fang cleanly.
Similarly, she was sure that Tang Fang would not agree to Mohandar's proposal. He was not the kind of person who could let go of his feelings, so he could turn his back on the two without any scruples.
Tang Fang did not respond to Mohandar's words, he was very disappointed and confused. It took a while to calm down, and asked Emma: "Just now...what happened?"
"Commander, do you still remember the out-of-control energy flow in Claire's body at the end of the battle in the temple?"
Of course he remembered what happened in the temple, and of course he remembered those energy flows. It was because of them that he used the parasitic mode of the Zerg hero to summon the Queen of Blades to digest the out-of-control energy flow and save Claire's life. life.
"When I was checking Claire's internal environment, I found that the turbulent energy flow was bound by a very special variant t-energy. Judging from the energy properties of the Queen of Blades overflowing from the body just now, it seems that the variant t-energy has not been completely lost, but It was absorbed by her. Therefore, I guess that the blocking of the power of the system is probably caused by the mutant t energy."
If you think about it carefully, the mutant t energy can restrain and balance the energy flow in Claire's body, and there is no guarantee that it will not weaken the power of the system, and the Queen of Blades exists in a relatively independent parasitic mode, and her psionic energy level has exploded. It is naturally a reasonable thing to add up the factors to present the situation just now.
Thinking about Hei Q's use of the T energy stone system of the extended Great Priest Power Armor to create a mirror image space, he couldn't help feeling a lot. I thought to myself that things like energy stones are close to the supernatural power of Sarnaga in the world of StarCraft.
After finding the reason why the Queen of Blades is resisting the power of the system, what should I do next to find out what happened to her and determine the situation of Claire and Tang Lin?
Anyway, he didn't believe... didn't accept what the Queen of Blades said.
There was a roar in his ears, and three "zombies" who broke through the Zerg front rushed towards him and Mohandar, interrupting his thinking and entanglement.
Black Q's "zombie" swarms were not completely wiped out by the Queen of Blades' Zerg units. The connection channel space was limited, and Leviathan could not continue to shoot out spore sacs to deliver troops, because once the building structure was destroyed, the Queen of Blades and Don Both parties will be affected.
Judging from the situation on the battlefield, with the depletion of Banelings, small and medium-sized Zerg units such as cockroaches and zerglings can only barely maintain a partial line of defense and cannot control the entire battlefield. Moreover, as time goes by, the casualties of Zerg units continue to increase However, the number of "zombies" has not decreased but increased, and there is a steady stream of prepared troops to go to the battlefield, just like products on the assembly line.
Presumably this is also the reason why the Queen of Blades launched an all-out attack on the black q after she appeared, trying to kill the target in a short time.
Tang Fang also discovered a special situation. The division of Zerg units prevented the follow-up "zombies" from breaking into the core of the battlefield. Some of the "zombies" with strong physique changed from walking upright to crawling, at the cost of damaging their hands and feet. Jump up, directly cross the middle battlefield, and enter the core theater.
The three "zombies" who interrupted his thinking just now broke through the siege and entered his field of vision.
Mohandar quickly cut off their heads, but the waves of "zombies" that followed one after another were like waves that kept beating the embankment, and might break through the Zerg defense line at any time.
Serendis was already panting, Gestalt Zero's ammunition was about to run out, and the red psionic energy on the surface of the Dark Consul's body became much thinner. Only the Unclean had a better time, because he secretly ate a jumper from the Queen of Blades. Worms bred new minions. What's even more troublesome is that the interstellar system still hasn't completed its positioning, and can't summon combat units to help the Queen of Blades' swarm.
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Leviathan's attack on the space station's automatic defense system caused varying degrees of damage in the area outside the connecting channel. Howson and Churchill regretted climbing the ventilation duct, which not only did not help them cross the battlefield, but also helped Tang Fang in the connecting channel. Instead, it puts them in a very disadvantageous situation.
Black smoke billowed in the ventilation ducts, making it almost impossible to see. The continuous turning and running made them not know which area they were entering now, so they could only determine their approximate location through the navigation system, which was in the middle of the G area and the connecting passage.
The three-dimensional model of the space station provided by Emma is not detailed. Because they are in the exhaust pipe system, the navigation computer cannot plan the correct path. The two can only crawl in the direction of the connecting passage, but there is a fire and landslide behind them, and they cannot go back. Right now All you can do is take one step at a time.
Churchill complained: "I said a long time ago that this is not a good way. The result is more difficult than fighting a battle with real swords and guns."
Howson said: "I didn't ask you to come with me. Obviously you chose to enter the ventilation duct yourself, and you still blamed me for all the faults. What an annoying guy."
Churchill stabbed his ass with a gun, and said with a sullen face: "Who do you say hates it?"
Howson stopped crawling, looked back, and suddenly opened the sewage pipe of the system, and the dark yellow liquid gushed out with a bang, pouring Churchill over his head.
He wiped off the liquid on the surface of the helmet with his hands, and subconsciously asked, "What are you doing?"
Howson said: "Your power armor was stained by fireworks. I kindly help you clean it. If you thank you, you don't need it. Remember to go out and buy me a drink."
Whether it is the most basic horse run armor, or the large power armor equipped by marauders and firebats, there is a spraying system, which is used to clean mechanical equipment or remove radioactive substances contaminated on the body surface by configuring different solutions.
"I accept your kindness..." Churchill said happily. He didn't expect a rough guy like Howson to have a delicate side. It is really rare to know how to take care of his comrades.
However, this gratitude came and went quickly, because he noticed a special situation.
The jet that drains fluid down is not the jet in the chest area, but the jet in the buttocks. It is not connected to the cleaning solution storage tank, but the sewage and urine storage tank collected by the internal air conditioning system. In other words, Howson shot him in the face. Why is it yellow? Because the main substance is human urine!
"Damn it, you liar." He grabbed Howson's ankle and staggered: "That's not cleaning agent at all, it's your excrement."
His current feeling is terrible. Just now, he thought that Hao Sen also had a delicate side, but now it seems that it is a hell of an idea. The guy in front of him is a shameless villain.
"Haha...hahaha..." Howson laughed loudly: "You know, I endured it very hard. He... The taste is not bad, Yuffie added too much sugar to the coffee I drank earlier, the sweetness... Maybe good?"
"Hausen! I swear to God, you will pay the price for what you did just now." After saying this, Churchill made a tiger pounce and arched towards the figure in front of him.
"God is so busy, how can he have time to take care of such trivial matters." He hugged Churchill's body instead, preventing his fist from falling on top of his head. A comfortable experience.
Unexpectedly, Churchill exerted so much force that he looked like an angry rhinoceros under the addition of power armor. The two of them couldn't control their bodies, rolled towards the side passage, and slammed into the shutter structure in the corner with a bang.
When the streaked light streamed on the surface of the power armor, illuminating the helmet's sight glass, the thin aluminum alloy baffle was unable to withstand the impact of the power armor, and cracked into several pieces, and the two fell into the space under the exhaust duct like rocks falling from the top of a mountain. cabin.
Unlike the dark, claustrophobic exhaust ducts, the room below is spacious and filled with clean white fluorescents.
Broken aluminum pieces and two black shadows fell into this bright world, as if dropping a super bomb on the calm sea, breaking the original peace and harmony.
Howson was a little dizzy, and the back of his head landed on the ground gave him a slight concussion, and he felt very uncomfortable with the glare of the white light.
Churchill used Howson as a stepping stone. Although he fell from a height of several meters, he also fell in a mess, but the situation was much better. After realizing the change in the external environment, he stood up immediately and looked around vigilantly.
Then, he found that the situation in this room was a bit special, not only him and Howson, but also others. While he was looking at those people, those people were also looking at him, apparently not expecting a pair of uninvited guests to fall from the sky.
Howson turned his head, struggled to get up from the ground, looked at the scene ahead and said, "Is this heaven?"
Churchill said: "Don't worry, God will not tolerate a guy who is used to defecating everywhere to enter his garden. It is a kind of pollution, whether it is spiritual or material."
Howson patted his chest and said, "That's good, that's good...I really can't accept that I have become a birdman."
The room is filled with dazzling white light. In the distance is a semi-enclosed grid room. You can vaguely see a figure in white clothes with a pair of wings. Coupled with the thin mist and clean environment, it is inevitable that people are at a loss for a while. , I feel in a trance that I have arrived in a dream paradise.
Entering the unfamiliar environment in front of him, Churchill selectively forgot the nasty behavior that Howson had done to himself just now, firmly grasped the electromagnetic gun, and proceeded cautiously.
Unlike the hard ground just now, the soles of the feet are covered with a high-grade floor, and the iron boots make a muffled sound when they step on it.
When the two tensed their nerves and walked to the front grid room, they suddenly realized that they were a little sentimental, because the angel in the grid was not a biochemical weapon as imagined, but a simple human teenager wearing a tights with wings. There are no shadows of weapons, but no fangs or teeth.
However, there was one situation that caught the two's attention. The person in the grid room was wearing a silver mask with a capital a engraved on the forehead of the mask.
The masked boy sat on a chair next to a square table with a golden chessboard, which looked like a chess set from the layout.
He focused all his attention on the chessboard, ignored the uninvited guests outside, picked up the black knight, knocked down the white bishop, and said happily: "You have no way out, I won this game."
After speaking, his demeanor suddenly changed, from joy to silence, he got up and sat on the opposite chair, dragged his hands to think for a while, picked up the white car and went straight two spaces, caught the black horse, and said triumphantly: "As long as you don't Just stay on your horse's legs."
He changed the seat again, returned to the black side, and exclaimed: "Ah? There is still such a move... What should I do, what should I do..."
The boy put his head in his hands, looking very distressed.
Churchill couldn't help but said: "Chess... It seems that there is no other talk."
Only then did the boy realize that there were two more people around him, but he didn't scream in shock, but acted as if he had discovered the new land: "Hey...is that so?"
After finishing speaking, he sat across from him again, his tone changed from surprise to anger, pointed at Churchill and said, "Where did you come from, you need to talk too much? Go away, go away, go away quickly."
Howson and Churchill looked at each other, thinking that this boy is really a weirdo, there is no reason for him to play chess with himself. Also, what the hell is this place?
The two of them were kicked out by the boy in this way, and continued to walk forward with a feeling of confusion. When they reached the second semi-enclosed grid room, they saw a boy in a similar dress, except that the letter a on the forehead of the mask became the number 2 .
He was wearing a mask, but he stood still in front of a vanity mirror for a long time, gently brushing his short coffee-colored hair that had been gelled with his hands, making a very handsome look.
"Ah... What kind of girl will I meet today, and what kind of parting will develop? Is it as sweet as a malt candy, or as sour as a bowl of iced plum soup. I really hope that my true destiny will appear soon."