Chapter 779： Hekati

The second scan data came from the detector, and Emma told him a worrying situation-the silver fluid under the St. George-class power armor shell is a liquid metal with limited memory, which can detect the armor shell. The damage, and then start the compensation mechanism, solidify, harden, repair the damaged part.

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

Tang Fanglu was shocked, and just compared the St. George-class power armor with the Earth King Kong-class power armor. Now it seems that the technology level of the former is ten blocks behind the latter.

In the past 200 years, the development of human beings in the field of nanorobots can be called leaps and bounds. It plays a very important role in such aspects as precision instrument manufacturing, biotechnology, medical technology, etc., but it is far from reaching the goal of building liquid metal with memory function degree.

Obviously, the core technology of St. George's power armor comes from God's armed forces. Maybe they were originally individual combat devices developed by God's armed forces.

Bai Hao has a "heart of darkness" and Athena has a more powerful armor... If God's armed forces have copied some important technologies from this lost civilization relic, it is just like the "fire system", it is also reasonable. in.

Of course, the copycat technology is a copycat technology after all, and the St. George-class power armor is a thousand miles worse than the "heart of darkness".

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

These were all thoughts he thought for a moment. When Tang Lin accelerated towards the other two black warriors, he was equipped to adjust the shooting angle, and by invoking superluminal electrons, he made 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 the same as the black warrior who fell down the second floor. Raising his right arm quickly, several cracks crawled on the surface.

But he didn't use the gun hidden in the arm armor to shoot, and there was a crisp sound. The entire arm armor disintegrated into countless parts and fell heavily to the ground.

at the same time. The arm wrapped in the arm armor reveals its true appearance.

It resembles a human arm, but it is not a human arm. The surface is covered with light blue scales, layered on top of each other, densely twisted like fish scales. Of course, that 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 to the palms of the arms and shoulders. And emit a bright blue fluorescence outward.

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

Tang Fang, who was originally hanging upside down on the orbit of dark particles, fell from the sky, and the lightning formed an impact on the electromagnetic field, destroying the electromagnetic movement system he constructed by exciting electrical energy.

Countless black substances fell on the platform with him.

The thunder not only prevented him from advancing, but also smashed Bai Hao's trajectory with the condensation of dark particles.

It is a pity that this is not enough to hurt Tang Fang, nor can it cause fatal injuries to the "heart of darkness". He slowly stood up from a kneeling posture, with a strange expression on his face. The dark particles scattered on the ground are like sand rolled up by the wind, raising a stream of silk yarn. Reinvested in Bai Hao's chest.

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

Tang Fang is not irritable, his expression is still very strange. He looked straight at the blue arm covered with fish scales on the opposite side.

If he guessed correctly, it is not fish scales, but "dragon" scales... a special biological organization belonging to the Ypsilon.

It can inspire high-voltage thunder and lightning, and more importantly, the Ypsilon rune on his forehead becomes hot... No wonder the first sight of the other person gives him a strange feeling.

"Mr. J?"

With a click, 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 knocks.

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

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

Although I didn't admit it, I don't need to admit it. He is Mr. J. Mr. J, who is unique in this world, is the technical adviser of Chance Weir and the leader of the Turanx United Kingdom Branch of God's Armed Forces.

Because his eyes are red and black, there are no whites, and naturally there is no pupil, so he can't see any emotions.

"Tsk tusk, the ability of the Ypsilon..."

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

Tang Fang asked, "Can you beat Athena?"

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

"Then you still ask such a stupid question? Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?"

"I'm curious, is your ability as good as your mouth."

In terms of fighting ability, Tang Fang is not as good as Freya, or Bai Hao, Tang Lin, or even Roy. This is an obvious reason, otherwise he wouldn't have to take them with him.

Mr. J is indeed weaker than Athena, and even weaker than the heavily armed Freya, but against Captain Tang, he has a ten thousand certainty to beat that hateful brat to the teeth.

Today there shouldn't have been this conflagration that started the Turanx United Kingdom civil war. Since Tang made such a choice, he must pay for it.

Kaka Kaka...

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

With a powerful battle armor, he even abandoned it, relying on his physical ability 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 platform, making a look of watching the battle.

"Chivalry spirit? I like it." Tang Fang took a small step forward with his right foot, his toes were slightly horizontal, and he 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" was in his mouth. The feminine skin twitched hard and his left eye became redder. The right eye is getting darker.

The three Kehanos brothers hung high in the sky, and the light shone almost every inch of the corner of the atrium, but they could not drive away the evil in his right eye. It was difficult to melt the ice cold in his left eye.

The chaotic voices faded away, and the guests were far away from the battlefield. In the corridors, flower ponds, and shaded places, you can still see the backs of rushing away in a vague manner. The projections of the lords who could not be there in the east have also disappeared. The data transmission tunnel should be cut off by the Quantum Communication Center.

The entire atrium was in a mess. The seating area was full of fallen seats and scattered shoes, especially high heels. Not far away, the dining table fell to the ground. All kinds of small snacks piled together like garbage, and further away were whole or broken wine glasses, and the remaining wine filled the rim of the glass with charming feet.

The guards in charge of security work had already come from the periphery with weapons. When the S series clones and the black warriors wearing St. George-class power armor rushed out of the water, they stopped again and withdrew to the periphery of the battlefield. There was only a small amount of black. The samurai moved towards the stone bridge to the north of the square. In addition, the snipers of the garrison's special operations team were marching towards the battlements or tall towers.

Six s-series clones and six black warriors wearing St. George-class power armor have already fought with Bai Hao, and the repulsive force field formed by the armor constructed by dark particles blocked the metal projectiles. But it was unable to intercept the biological missiles fired from the s series clones.

Different from the clones with scorpion tails in the north area of ​​the square, the legs of the clones in the south area have become a structure similar to the hind legs of cats, with stronger jumping ability, speed, and sharp claws. A long bone spur stretched out of the left hand joint, and the entire right arm swelled into a pillar of meat, on which many bamboo shoot-shaped meat sacs grew-biological missiles that can be remotely controlled by radio waves.

In addition, their lower jaws were torn open to the left and right, and a long tongue that seemed to be bifurcated could be projected from their big blood-red mouth. The mucus attached to it was extremely corrosive, and large patches of mottle appeared on the ground.

Bai Hao didn't know whether they were s-series clones with 5 alienated parts or s-series clones with 4 alienated parts. When avoiding biological missiles. He was once wiped across his shoulder by the long tongue of a clone, and the extremely corrosive mucus unexpectedly caused a slight imbalance of the dark particles. You can only deal with this group of evil wolves with twelve points. There is no way to support Tang Fang.

On the other side, when Tang Fang fell on a platform. Tang Lin appeared on the second floor, with his toes on the golden lion stone carving with only one pedestal, and rushed directly to the Anthem who was slashing the sword.

The two black warriors stood behind Hymn Will, maintaining a posture of resisting the splashing debris. Elena was in a shorter place, looking up at Hymn Will's face slightly.

The shadow of the sword of the king became clearer and clearer in her eyes, and the dazzling sunlight reflected when the blade fell, which was dazzling, but not beautiful.

There was fear in her eyes, but not fear. Somewhat confused, but not panicked.

She pursed her lips, frowned lightly, and the contours of her nose became more vivid in the light and shadow. The brown hair was disturbed by the wind, dancing and flying in the light of sword light and fire light.

She was stubborn and never took a step back.

She is sincere, so she can be fearless.

She is very clean, cleaner than Jianguang.

In many cases, courage can defeat cowardice, but trust can be the same. She has reasons not to shrink, and she also depends on not to shrink.

She is using her sincerity and dignity to counter the royal authority, so she can't retreat.

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

Jian Guang and Rihui grew brighter and brighter in her eyes, Anthem Will'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, a shadow passed by, and the wandering purple electric light cut the sword's cold light from the sun's slanting rays, turning them into countless dazzling fragments, and silently disappeared.

The bad wind pounced on his face.

The effect of the sword only ends here.

The cold light moved from near to far, rotating away, and the light reflected by the blade danced in the pupils.

With a clank, the sword of the king fell on the ground, and the blade trembled lightly and let out a whine.

A black warrior punched Tang Lin, and the back of the silver-white glove was scarred by electric light. Another black warrior picked up Hymn Will's body, turned and hid next to him.

The sonic boom produced by the boxing and the hurricane dissipated the sand in the air, and the black warrior stepped back several steps.

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

After shaking the black warrior back, he didn't even fly upside down, his palms surged, directly using the electromagnetism of the four heavy armored knights who died under Bai Hao earlier, swooped down like a big bird, and picked up just now. Elena, who had escaped from the dead, jumped off the second deck 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 previous attack on the Harlem Bridge, he was not frightened.

The 4 swords representing fairness, justice, justice, and kindness failed to kill her, nor did the King's Sword of Hymn failed to kill her.

The front four swords fell on the corner of the first floor, and the back sword fell on the corner of the second floor, piled with pieces of the golden lion.

Unlike Tang Fang, she can only use this kind of thought to implement her own will, not to shrink to defeat the fear of the royal power, to give hope to the weak, and to ignite the blood of the people.

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

Flowers have always been 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 unlocking the shackles on the people's necks, and she is responsible for awakening the souls in the people's hearts Tang Lin and Elena land, and the Dark Warrior and Hymn Will land on the corner of the second floor.

The eyes of a girl and a king met in mid-air, without sparks.

The war on the north side of the square is also in full swing, but compared with Tang Fang and Mr. J, Bai Hao and the s series clones are a bit less intense.

Kylenia is a weak female stream with almost negligible fighting power; Henrietta is old, of course, it is impossible to be the opponent of the Black Warrior and the clones; Don’t look at Mellor as a violent temper, insisting on exercising every day, but Old is old, it's not what it used to be.

In fact, even if he is not old, he will not be an opponent in St. George-class 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 out of its sheath, and the surface of the ink-colored blade is filled with cold light. A vein-like deep red texture starts from the grid of the sword and extends to the tip of the sword. Dozens of small diagonal lines spread from the main vein to the blade. The light from bright to dark makes it look like it is about to break apart, revealing an aura of evil and tyranny. (To be continued.)