Chapter 779 Hecate

The detector sent the second scan data, and Emma told him an interesting situation --- the silver fluid under the shell of St. George's power armor is a kind of liquid metal with limited memory, which can detect the armor shell damage, and then start the compensation mechanism, solidify, harden, and repair the damaged part.

In other words, the St. George-class power armor has extremely strong regenerative ability and high plasticity.

Tang was horrified. Just now, he compared the St. George-class power armor with the King Kong-class power armor. Now it seems that the technological level of the former is ten blocks behind that of the latter.

In the past 200 years, the development of human beings in the field of nano-robots can be called rapid progress, playing a very important role in precision instrument manufacturing, biotechnology, medical technology, etc., but it is still far from the goal of building liquid metal with memory function. degree.

It is obvious that the core technology of the St. George-class power armor comes from the Armed Forces of God. Maybe they were originally individual combat devices developed by the Armed Forces of God.

Bai Hao has a "Heart of Darkness", and Athena has a more powerful armor... If God's Armed Forces has produced some important technologies from this lost civilization relic, just like the "Stove Fire System", it is reasonable middle.

Of course, counterfeit technology is counterfeit technology after all, and the St. George-class power armor is far behind the "Heart of Darkness".

He suddenly remembered the "Terminator" movie he had seen before he traveled. The t-1000 robot in it was a liquid metal robot with high intelligence. In comparison, the silver liquid of the St. George-class power armor was far inferior The former is flexible.

All these contents came to his mind in an instant. When Tang Lin accelerated towards the other two black warriors, he was adjusting the shooting angle with his equipment, and by calling the superluminal electrons, he delivered a fatal blow to the target under the guidance of the detector.

A sudden change disrupted his attack rhythm.

The man suspected to be Mr. J in the southwest corner is like the black warrior who fell down the second floor. Raising his right arm quickly, several cracks meandered and crawled on the surface.

But he didn't use the firearm hidden in the armor to shoot, with a crisp click. The entire arm armor disintegrated into countless parts and fell heavily to the ground.

at the same time. Arms wrapped in vambraces revealed their true colors.

It looks like a human arm, but it's not a human arm. The surface is covered with a kind of light blue scales, which are layered and dense, like fish scales. Of course, it is not ichthyosis, nor is it any other skin disease.

Under the smooth and flat scales, there is a meridian-like dark blue pattern that spreads from the part covered by the shoulder armor to the palm of the hand.

And emit a bright blue fluorescence outward.

An extremely strong high-voltage current gushes out from the palm, dragging a thunder in the air, and the thunder formed by the high-voltage current breaking through the air is louder than a bomb explosion.

Tang Fang, who was hanging upside down on the dark particle track, fell from the sky, and the thunderbolt impacted the electromagnetic field, destroying the electromagnetic movement system he constructed by exciting electric energy.

Countless black substances fell on the first floor along with him.

That thunderbolt not only stopped him from moving forward, but also shattered Bai Hao's orbit condensed by dark particles.

It's a pity that this is not enough to hurt Tang Fang, nor can it cause fatal damage to "Heart of Darkness". He slowly stood up from a half-kneeling posture, with a strange expression on his face. Those dark particles scattered on the ground are like sand blown up by the wind, raising streams like silk gauze. Put it back into Bai Hao's chest.

"Heart of Darkness..." The dry and astringent voice came from under the silver-white mask, giving people a very disturbed feeling.

Tang Fang was not irritable, and his expression was still weird. He stared straight at the blue arm covered with fish scales on the opposite side.

If he guessed correctly, it wasn't a fish scale, it was a "dragon" scale...a special biological tissue belonging to the Ipsi dragon people.

It can stimulate high-voltage lightning, and more importantly, the Ipsilon rune on his forehead became hot... No wonder he had a weird feeling when he first saw the other party.

"Mr. J?"

With a clicking sound, the helmet of St. George's power armor split from the center, and fell to the ground just like the fate of the arm armor. There were two dull impact sounds.

Blood red left eye, jet black right eye. Can't see any whites.

"Tang Fang!" He responded with Tang Fang's name.

Although he didn't admit it, he didn't need to admit it. He is Mr. J. The unique Mr. J in this world, Hymn Will's technical advisor, is also the leader of the United Kingdom branch of God's Armed Turanx.

Because his eyes were one red and one black, without whites, and naturally there were no pupils, so he couldn't see any emotion.

"Tsk tsk, the ability of the Yipsi dragon..."

"You really know." Mr. J looked into his eyes and said, "How about Bifreya?"

Tang Fang asked back: "Can you beat Athena?"

Mr. J shook his head: "I am not her opponent."

"Then you still ask such a stupid question? Was your head kicked by a donkey?"

"I'm curious if your ability is as powerful as your mouth."

In terms of fighting ability, Tang Fang is not as good as Freya, nor is he as good as Bai Hao, Tang Lin, or even Roy. This is an obvious reason, otherwise he would not have to take them with him.

Mr. J is indeed weaker than Athena, and even weaker than Freya who is fully armed, but against Captain Tang, he has ten thousand chances to beat that hated brat to the ground.

Today, there shouldn't have been such an annihilation that started the civil war in the United Kingdom of Turanx. Since Tang Fang made such a choice, he must pay the price for it.

Kaka Kaka...

With a crisp sound, the St. George-class power armor split into countless parts, which fell from Mr. J's body.

He had a powerful battle armor, but he abandoned it and had to rely on his physical strength to fight Tang Fang to the death. And the black knight who rolled down the high platform has also climbed up, standing in the corner of the first floor, making a look of watching the battle.

"Spirit of chivalry? I like it." Tang Fang took a small step forward with his right foot, with his toes slightly crossed, hooked his index finger to Mr. J, and said with a smile, "Come on, red and black."

Mr. J thought for a long time before he understood what the "red and black" he was talking about. His feminine face twitched a few times, and his left eye became redder. The right eye is getting darker.

The three Khanos brothers hung high in the sky, and those lights illuminated almost every corner of the atrium, but they couldn't expel the evil in his right eye. It was difficult to melt the coldness of his left eye.

The mixed voices gradually faded away, and the guests were far away from the battlefield. In the corridors, flower ponds, and shaded places, you can still vaguely see the backs of fleeing in a hurry, and the projections of the lords in the east who could not be present also disappeared. It should be that the data transmission tunnel was cut off by the Quantum Communication Center.

The entire atrium was in a mess, with fallen seats everywhere in the seating area and scattered shoes, especially high heels. Not far away, the dining table fell to the ground. All kinds of small snacks are piled up like garbage, and in the distance are intact or broken wine glasses, and the remnants of wine overflow charming feet on the rim of the glasses.

The guards in charge of the security work had already come from the periphery with their weapons. When the s-series clones and the black warrior in St. George's power armor rushed out of the water, they stopped again and retreated to the periphery of the battlefield. Only a few black The samurai were moving towards the stone bridge on the north side of the square, and the snipers of the garrison's special operations team were marching towards the battlements or tall turrets.

Six s-series clones and six black warriors in St. George-level power armor have already fought with Bai Hao. The repulsive field formed by the armor built by dark particles blocks the metal projectiles. However, it was unable to intercept the biological missiles fired from the s-series clones.

Unlike the clones with scorpion tails in the north area of ​​the square, the legs of the clones in the south area have changed into a structure similar to the hind legs of cats, with stronger jumping ability, speed, and sharp claws. Long bone spurs protrude from the joints of the left hand, and the entire right arm swells into a column of flesh, with many bamboo shoot-shaped flesh sacs growing on it—biological missiles that can be remotely controlled by radio waves.

In addition, their lower jaws are torn to the left and right, and a long tongue that seems to be able to fork can be shot out from the blood-red mouth. The mucus attached to it is extremely corrosive, and it falls on the ground to form large mottled areas.

Bai Hao didn't know whether they were s-series clones with 5 alienation parts or s-series clones with 4 alienation parts, anyway, it was difficult to deal with. When dodging biological missiles. He had once been brushed against his shoulder by a clone's long tongue, and the extremely corrosive slime had caused the dark particles to slightly unbalance. I can only muster all my energy to deal with this group of wolves. He couldn't help Tang Fang at all.

On the other side, when Tang Fang landed on the first floor. Tang Lin appeared on the second-floor platform, with his toes on the golden lion stone sculpture with only one pedestal remaining, he rushed directly to Hymn Will, who was slashing down with his sword.

The two black warriors stood behind Psalmville, maintaining a posture of resisting the splashing gravel. Elena was at a lower place, slightly looking up at Psalmwell's face.

The shadow of the King's Sword became more and more clear in her eyes, and when the blade fell, it reflected the dazzling sunlight, very dazzling, but not beautiful.

There was some fear in her eyes, but not fear. A little distraught, but not flustered.

She pursed her lips, frowned slightly, and the outline of her nose became more and more delicate in the interlacing of light and shadow. The wind tousled the brown hair, dancing lightly against the light of the sword and fire.

She was stubborn and never took a step back.

She is so sincere that she can be fearless.

She is very clean, cleaner than Jianguang.

In many cases, courage can overcome cowardice, but in fact, trust can do the same. She has reasons not to shrink back, and she also has reasons not to shrink back.

She is using her sincerity and dignity to contend against the authority of the royal family, so she cannot retreat.

He believed that Tang Fang would not let her suffer any harm, just like he did to Zhou Ai, so he would not retreat.

Jian Guang and Sun Hui became brighter and brighter in her eyes, Song Weier's face became more and more gloomy, and the smile on her lips became colder and colder.

At the moment when the sword's edge was approaching, there was a shadow passing by, and the wandering purple and blue electric light separated the cold light of the sword from the slanting light of the sun, turning them into countless dazzling fragments, and dissipating silently.

The evil wind hit his face.

The effect of the sword doesn't stop there.

That ray of cold light turned from near to far, spinning away, and the light reflected by the sword edge danced in the pupils.

With a clang, the King's Sword fell to the ground, the blade trembled slightly, and let out a whine.

A black warrior punched Tang Lin, and the back of the silver-white glove was burned with electric light to form a scar. Another black warrior picked up Psalmwell's body, turned and hid aside.

The sonic boom generated by the boxing and the hurricane blew away the sand in the air, and the black warrior stepped back a few steps.

Tang Lin used a pair of fists to block the iron fist with power bonus. Of course, he fell from the sky, and he was suspected of taking advantage of the situation, but it also proved that his physique was far beyond that of ordinary people.

After shocking the black warrior back, he didn't even fly upside down, the electric light surged in his palm, he directly used the electromagnetic properties of the armor of the 4 heavy knights who had died under Bai Hao's earlier, swooped down like a big bird, picked up the Eileen, who escaped from death, jumped off the second-floor platform several times, and stood on the flat ground in front of the stone bridge.

Elena smiled brightly, brighter than the sun in the sky.

Unlike the last attack on the Harlem Bridge, there was no fright.

The 4 swords representing fairness, justice, justice, and benevolence failed to kill her, and neither did Hymn Will's King's Sword.

The first four swords fell on the corners of the first-floor platform, and the latter sword fell on the corner of the second-floor platform, piled together with the pieces of the golden lion.

Unlike Tang Fang, she can only use this idea to implement her will, overcome the fear spread by the kingship without flinching, give hope to the weak, and ignite the blood in the hearts of the people.

As Tang Fang said, today, she is the protagonist, and everyone else is a supporting role.

Flowers are always weak, but they are far more beautiful and brilliant than stems and leaves.

All he can do is cut off the kingship and destroy the past. What she can do is save the future.

He is responsible for untying the shackles on the people's necks, and she is responsible for awakening the souls in the hearts of the people.

Tang Lin and Elena landed on the ground, while the Black Warrior and Hymn Will landed in the corner of the second-floor platform.

The eyes of a girl and a king met in mid-air, but there was no spark.

The battle in the north of the square was also raging, but compared to Tang Fang and Mr. J, Bai Hao and the s-series clones were a little less intense.

Kyrenia is a weak girl with negligible combat effectiveness; Henrietta is getting old, so of course she can't be the opponent of the Darth Vader and the clones; don't look at Melore who has a bad temper and insists on exercising every day, but To be old is to be old, and it is not what it used to be.

In fact, even if he wasn't old, he wouldn't be an opponent in St. George's power armor and s-series clones.

But one of them has a "Hecate" and the other has a magnetic levitation chair.

The sword has been unsheathed, and there is a cold light flowing on the surface of the ink-colored sword edge. A vein-like crimson texture starts from the sword grid and extends to the sword tip. Dozens of small diagonal lines spread from the main vein to the sword edge. The bright and dark light makes it look like it is about to burst, exuding an evil and tyrannical aura. (To be continued.)