"Lu Huaxu?"

In front of the computer screen, Qu Qingyang looked at the invincible sword of mist in the rain, there are 1,600 swords of mist, when they are intertwined with each other, they are like precision wheels rotating rapidly, when the tenon is tightly closed, and when it is running, it opens and closes.

Such a brilliant and huge scene, but it is so precise that it can't insert a trace of hair.

It's scary like a machine.

"Lu Huaxu."

Qu Qingyang finally confirmed the killing intent from afar. He sighed softly and reached out to scratch his hair; “…… You should be asleep. ”

On the screen, the Sword of Mist was silently still, and thousands of blades were vibrating, as if a buzzing sound could be heard.

"I've let you go, why don't you always refuse to be quiet."

Qu Qingyang gnawed on his index finger, and there was a kind of frustration that staggered in his brain, like several drills spinning. It's a headache, a headache to catch you off guard.

He finally crawled out.

This old friend has been in the mud pit since he was born, and although he shines brightly, he is still in the mud pit. Sick, ridiculously like a monkey, a strong monkey.

Because of this, when he wants to destroy the relevant departments, he will let go of the strongest in China.

Now he crawled out of the mud puddle.

The posture is wolf bèi and persistent, which makes him feel a hint of anger at being let down.

So he sighed.

――Very good, the last bit of friendship can also be ignored.

After such a choice, he was very happy.

In a pool of blood, the pulley of the swivel chair turned silently, leaving four dark red rut marks. Finally, it stopped in front of a dead corpse. Qu Qingyang spun around in silence. The toes are dotted in blood. Set off a circle of ripples.

He looked at what was in front of him.

In this huge secret room, which is guarded by the entire department, there is only an old-fashioned computer.

It's still stuck in the pre-200 era of technology, with huge chassis and spherical screens.

The old ones are as disappointing as this department.

He originally thought that Qian Lizhen was hiding here, but she was not there. For a moment, the discovery of this loss made him feel like his brain was burning with anger. But soon, the anger was washed away by the joy of 'discovering a new toy'.

He stopped in front of the old computer and pulled the deceased's severed hand off the case. Then he carefully removed the strong acid test tube that almost physically destroyed the hard disk of the chassis.

"Very well, congratulations, resurrected. As a celebration ......"

He stared at the surveillance scene projected on the wall, his hands solemnly resting on the rough keyboard.

Feeling the dry touch coming from his ten fingers, he chuckled softly:

"--I have a gift for you."

He pressed the keyboard -

In the world frozen by the power of thought, Zhou Li stared at the blade that stopped in the void and asked softly:

"Lu Huaxu?"

The thin blades formed by the condensation of the mist vibrated and dispersed, and the white mist ethereal, converging into a vague figure. A vague outline can be seen. Immediately after, rapid refinement. By the end, every hair comes to life from beginning to end.

"I'm here."

The delicate and calm man seemed to be standing in front of Zhou Li again, and there was still light in his sleepy eyes.

Zhou Li looked at him and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it...... I just feel that this man's existence has a certain ethereal meaning.

For example, morning dew, such as bubbles.

"What's wrong with you?" He asked.

"I ...... Had a dream. ”

After pondering for a moment, Lu Huaxu whispered, "A long, long dream. But a little girl said you were going to die, and she came into my dream and woke me up. It's a pity that she was stung by my dream and couldn't get here. ”

He raised his hand, revealing a cloud of water. In the shadow of the water, Fu Xiu was sleeping, but with a smile on his pale face, he smiled stupidly.

Zhou Li was silent for a moment, his eyes drooping: "I owe her and her brother a lot." ”

Lu Huaxu smiled, withdrew the Sword of Mist, and watched him clean up the battlefield and rearm himself.

"You look a lot healthier."

Zhou Li looked at him again, "The operation is only half complete, is it okay to use your ability now?" ”

"I used a trick." Lu Huaxu smiled slyly, so relaxed: "Strictly speaking, in fact, I am still in a dream, and if I appear here, you can take it as my subconscious." ”

"Like a doppelganger?"

"It's more like an active coordinate." He explains: "I applied my abilities to my dreams, and finally fed back into reality by my subconscious...... It's like an ordinary person talking in a dream. Because the process is somewhat complex, the capacity is limited. Cheng Dù's efforts like the one just now can't last too long. ”

"Actually, you don't have to force yourself."

Zhou Li patted him on the shoulder: "Although it takes a little time, I can solve it, you just rest." ”

"You can't throw such a big mess to all of you, right?"

Lu Huaxu raised his head, looking back at the night outside the ruins, and his voice was low: "Especially, in this situation......"

The light of thunder suddenly swept through the sky, illuminating the darkness in the rainstorm. In the darkness, dense steel reflected cold light, like the soil in a mass grave washed away by a flood, and the sparkling bones rebuilt the day.

It was no longer a corpse of two corpses, but a dense array of shocking bodies.

The total number is one hundred and thirty.

The artificial undead have completely surrounded the place.

Countless bones emerged from the darkness, the sound of bones grinding sharply. They climbed up the shattered floors, draped and armed, down to the venom-producing glands in their teeth.

"-Are you sure you don't need help?"

Looking around at the enemy's terrifying lineup, Lu Huaxu sighed in distress, and the rain on his fingertips condensed back into a fog blade.

"I said, I can fix it."

After Zhou Li finished speaking, he suddenly had a toothache, and he pulled out a tube of reagent that looked like a red in his arms. Sighing softly: "It's just a little troublesome." ”

In the dense sound of steel grinding. The Legion of Bones is closing. They swept through the torrential rain and advanced like a forest, like an iron wall moving forward.

Zhou Li silently picked up the stake rack, filled the reagent into the bracket next to the barrel, and waited for it.

Lu Huaxu looked at his toothache and couldn't help but smile: "I can help a little, it's okay to give a start." ”

"The strongest in China, give me a hand......"

Zhou Li was silent for a moment. A complicated smile that I don't know if it's self-deprecation or what, and no longer refuses, "—what an honor." ”

Before the words fell, a loud roar -

Right behind them, the walls blackened by the flames shattered and torn apart by the impact of the axe and sword. The sound was sharp and weak, like a sigh when a piece of tin foil was cut.

The curtain of rain was broken, and the thin sound of the cannon warming up came from close at hand, making nerves tense and creepy.

Several machine guns, which had occupied the high ground, were warmed up. Locked onto the target, the flat muzzle bloomed with an ice-blue death glow. That is a flash of electric current when the magnetic field is tangent.

- Tengu R4-11 cannon.

It is a weapon of war made of special alchemy steel, and the runes give it the kinetic energy and rate of fire beyond conventional weapons, making it the most feared butcher of mass-produced murder weapons. Their ammunition is not even gunpowder as it is commonly understood, but rather flakes of metal that resemble pitch-black feathers.

The moment the trigger is pulled, black feathers will flood the sky, shattering everything - whether it is steel or flesh and blood in front of it.

Regardless of how an item like a tengu, which was strongly controlled by the Foundation, appeared in the outside world, Zhou Li was a little flattered by the lineup that the other party had prepared for himself.

Normally, one tengu would be enough to deal with the frontal onslaught of more than ten third-stage capable people, and now the opponent took out the four cannons that were supposed to be used as defenses to deal with them in one go.

Should it be said that it is difficult to be enthusiastic and die a well-deserved death?

Zhou Li subconsciously raised the gun, thought about it and put it down again. Because behind him, Lu Huaxu raised his palm.

The wisp of mist that swirled around Lu Huaxu's fingertips dissipated faintly and seeped into the darkness.

The next moment, the machine gun fired, and the sound of hundreds of cloths tearing in the same instant spread, and the tengu roared!

The pitch-black color is like ink dripping into clear water, spreading and dyeing wildly. Countless flying black feathers roared, slicing through the rain and the storm, tearing every qiē caught up in them into saws and smashing them.

The black metal feathers were still glowing with electric light, rubbing against the air, turning red. But the 'rain fog' that was so small that it couldn't be seen clearly on it never disappeared, but ...... Anti-customer-oriented!

Countless mist-stained black feathers flew forward like bullets, but they could eerily slash a huge arc in the air.

For a moment, it was like a grand opening of fireworks. Black feathers gush out like a waterfall, and they sweep like a torrential rain, and they fly between the sky and the earth, and converge into a tide. Under the traction of the telekinetic force, it turned into a terrible whirlpool.

At this moment, all the bullets are controlled by Lu Huaxu.

The whirlpool engulfed countless bones, and the black feather and white iron burst into sparks in a split second of friction, and the light of the sparks came and went, like a flash of countless stars bursting.

In an instant, four cannons exploded, and three thousand black feathers shot at half of the Bone King.

No one could have imagined that what ruined the scenery was actually a drop of rain evaporating mist.

The telekinesis that has reached the third order or above is the natural enemy of a qiē bullet and arrow, especially in the hands of a strong person like Lu Huaxu, whose control scale has reached the molecular level.

At the moment when the flames went out, Lu Huaxu withdrew his palm. His body was uneasy and turbulent, and it was already ethereal.

"Saved you a little time." He whispered, "I'll leave the rest to you." ”

"Thank you."

Looking around at the bones that were frantically pounced, Zhou Li nodded and raised the stake rack in his hand: "It should save a lot of trouble now." ”

He pressed his shoulder against the butt of his gun, making sure he was finally mentally prepared.

Cautiously and cautiously, cautiously - pull the trigger.

The first to light up is the faint trajectory of Mars.

Immediately after, something swelled violently and erupted from the muzzle. It was not the bullet of the lycoris flower, it was the fiery flash of the color and destruction of the world.

No one can see exactly what it is.

Because the moment the trigger is pulled, the vision is obscured.

Not engulfed in darkness. It was swept by the terrible light of the ruined miè. Destroy. Trample.

The retina is whining and curling; The eyeballs screamed and cracked in burning pain.

Nothing can be seen.

The only thing that could be seen and felt was a terrifying, majestic, and blazing light that engulfed a qiē.

The heat that burned the lungs filled the air in an instant, and then disappeared in an instant. When the light dissipated, Zhou Li relied on his ability to regain his vision in a short period of time.

In front of me, there is already a scorched earth.

Within a radius of tens of meters, there is nothing intact anymore.

Even the concrete was burned and turned into a strange shape like a rotten cake.

Rain falls to the ground. It is evaporated by the residual high heat, and rapidly expands into steam. All the steel bones were poured into the steam, turning into some strange work of art that was half-melted.

Zhou Li glanced down at the stake with some distress, and in the groove of the stake rack, half of the potion in the red test tube was left.

It wasn't until a long time later that Lu Huaxu's collapsed clone reunited.

He stared at the stake in Zhou Li's hand, and his heart palpitated:

"What's that?"

"A gift from an old man."

Zhou Li breathed in the scorching wind, and there was a happy joy in his eyes: "Sure enough, the effect is outstanding." ”

Lu Huaxu was silent.

"Let's go."

Zhou Li shouldered the gun and took the lead in front, following his pace. The potion called 'Dragon's Breath' in the test tube gently rippled, reflecting the color of flame in the cyan pupils:

"Get a qiē back on track."

"It's a pleasure. But ......"

Lu Huaxu was side by side with him, floating on the dead street.

His figure was like a wandering ghost, and his eyes were worried: "I think we may have to prepare for the worst." ”

"Worst-case scenario?"

Zhou Li turned his head to look at him, his eyebrows raised: "You mean that there is a situation worse than the headquarters of the relevant departments being breached?" ”

"In terms of some kind of Cheng dù, there is."

Lu Huaxu recalled the thing in the subspace secret room of the relevant department, and his voice was slightly bitter:

"A few decades ago, led by the United States, countries developed a weapon in the name of 'Star Wars' in order to guard against the growing number of foundations and criminals."

In an instant, Zhou Li's footsteps were blocked by the chill falling from the sky for a moment, and he subconsciously pinched the 'chip' under the neckline on his chest, and heard a soft sigh.

"The name of the weapon is 'Suppression.'"

Lu Huaxu rubbed his eyebrows and stared at the burning headquarters in the distance:

"In the subspace secret room of the headquarters, there is the 'fifth' of the key to the control of zhì. Enough to temporarily control it for half an hour...... 'fifth'. ”――

'Whew'.

As if hallucinating, Zhou Li heard what looked like an extremely thin slice of meat falling on a red-hot iron plate.

For a moment, the tingling of the chip in his chest brought a faint premonition.

His footsteps stopped, his complexion changed suddenly, and he opened his mouth to speak, but Lu Huaxu's speed couldn't be stopped.

So, the bubble was punctured.

The light lit up from the sky, and it was a stream of heavy ions that came from the rush.

It is born from the previous moment and dies from the next. Born and destroyed, so short.

But in this short snap of a finger, it brushed over half of Lu Huaxu's body, leaving a pepper-can-like mark on the ground.

There was a slight jolt on the asphalt road, and one hundred and twenty tiny pinholes appeared in places the size of the caps of mineral water bottles. The radius of the pinhole is slender to less than a micron, but it leaves a straight mark of up to 600 meters in the ground.

Half of Lu Huaxu's body condensed by the rain exploded, and with it, the defense of countless telekinetic shields was shattered.

Subsequently. His body was rehealed by the command of the will, and it was as intact as before.

The only thing that can prove that he was almost ruined is the painful telekinesis that left a trail of whipping around him.

"Qu Qingyang."

He gritted his teeth, his illusory face full of anger and sadness: "You really stole the manipulation instructions...... From my head. ”――

"Dodge?"

Somewhere, there was a whisper of surprise.

It's like a pleasant finger bouncing on the keyboard and entering the number of coordinates.

It was like a moment, and there was a distant sigh in the sky.

The next moment, Zhou Li once again raised his head under the impetus of premonition.

He saw the Black Cloud of the Iron Curtain in the sky being torn apart.

The stars fall like rain.

- It was a starry sky full of killing intent. (To be continued......)