Chapter 291: Cloak Battle (End)
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Fortunately, Feng Bujue drank the survival value supplement before making a move, and he escaped the catastrophe, otherwise he would probably die due to overload and exhaustion of the skill guide.
However, his physical fitness value was zero after all, and he immediately felt that his whole body was out of strength, and his body fell uncontrollably.
At the same time, the power-multiplied Void Flash had also completely dispersed the Pegasus Comet Fist and engulfed the figure of the Seven Kills.
"Oh my God...... I can't believe it......" Gordon exclaimed as he lowered his binoculars and looked at the black shockwave that broke through the sky.
The well-informed Nightwing was also surprised, this time even he was a little eager to find a hero from outside Gotham City to help.
"Director! Did you see that! My God! The officers on the two helicopters saw more clearly, and now they were both holding walkie-talkies, describing the wonders they had seen in incoherent terms.
After the collision of the two extreme moves, a rough deep ravine appeared on the roof of the Wayne Building, and the two people who performed the moves had fallen to the ground at this time.
Seven Kills faced the sky on his back, gasping for breath. In the few seconds he was hit by the void flash, he felt as if he had been watered by magma, and he only felt that the cells in his whole body were about to evaporate.
After the virtual flash, the bat costume on his body was already in tatters, six or seven percent destroyed, and the game costume he wore on the inside was almost intact under the protection of the system.
If the bat suit on Seven Killings was bought from the "Scare Box", then the legendary items would not be damaged lightly. But right now, the batsuit he's wearing is something that he acquired on the spot in the script and can't bring out. In other words, this equipment is under the "DC Universe Environment" where it was originally located, so it is not protected by the system, but continues to obey the physical laws inherent in this universe.
For example, the same goes for cold-blooded armor being destroyed by an RPG. Suppose there is a version of the Cold-Blooded Warframe that can bring out the script. As long as this armor is worn by the player, it may not shatter if it is hit by a missile (of course, the player will still have to swallow the damage that exceeds the defense). But you can't take the version of the script out of it, you have to follow the setting of the current world. There is always a limit to the bearing power of the material, and beyond this limit, it can be destroyed.
"Hehehe...... Hahahaha...... "After the seven kills panted up, they laughed loudly into the sky: "There are still such hole cards...... Hahaha......" He laughed as he got up: "How can this be the case......" His laughter revealed a kind of happiness from the heart. But there is also a little helplessness: "I really can't guess you." β
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A white light suddenly shot in.
Feng Bujue lay on his side on the ground, and with the last bit of strength, he used the Frozen Pulse Gun to launch this attack.
His posture was rather strange at this time, his head tilted to the right, hanging on the ground; The arms are extended at a 90-degree angle to the body. The right arm is against the ground, and the left arm is pressed against the right arm...... And only in this position can he shoot lying down.
"Cut...... It's so difficult...... "Seven Kills hadn't fully stood up when they were hit by the freezing ray. The impact of the freezing ray was directed at his leg, and it spread rapidly from there, causing Seven Kills to freeze in a half-crouched position.
And Feng Bujue's side is also miserable. It was the first time he had experienced the feeling of zero survival value. If you want to describe it, it's like when people have nightmares, their whole body can't exert their strength, and they can only do it in a hurry.
It's not because Brother Jue thinks it's handsome. It's because he can't even sit down at this moment. The strength he mustered out was only enough to hold the trigger of the Frozen Pulse Gun with all he could muster.
All he could do now was maintain the output of the beam, praying for the diffusion effect of the frozen rays. Freeze the entire Seven Kills in ice, so that you can suffocate the other party to death.
I didn't expect ...... A situation that no one wants to see. This is exactly what happened.
After continuously outputting a beam for tens of seconds, the pulse gun ran out of electricity......
Two seconds after the beam stopped, there was a snap, and Feng unconsciously let go of his hand, allowing the pulse gun to slide to the ground.
In the night sky, the evening breeze blows softly......
Seven Kills stood in a half-squat position with his knees bent, the soles of his feet to his chest, all sealed in ice, and the only thing he could move was his head and the forearm of his right hand.
Feng Bujue lay on the ground, motionless like a dead pig, and he repeated the same word with his eyes - "Fake".
"Okay, I'll deal with you when the ice melts." Seven Kills pretended to be calm and said.
"When I get back physically, you'll be the one who died." Not to be outdone, Feng Bujue replied, his voice was as if he had just swallowed a mouthful of mustard, and everyone felt that it was laborious.
"The people in the helicopter will definitely report when they see our virtue, and soon there will be police and superheroes who will come here to clear the scene. When the time comes, they will definitely break the ice in order to arrest me. Seven Kills said: "When I break the ice, as long as I rush to you with all my strength and make up for it, you will be finished." β
"Your analytical skills are so poor." Feng Bujue still struggled to say this, but his voice had already recovered a little: "After the people who cleared the field came, as long as I lay here and put on an expression that had just been forced." So...... Before you could get out of the ice, I was already being carried out into the street, put in an ambulance and driven away. β
"Good...... You're pushing people too much. Seven Kills struggled to move his right hand, bending his elbow very reluctantly, so that his forearm was slightly bent towards his torso, and a white light flashed, and he took out a pistol from his bag.
"Hah! Make it look like you can hit someone. Before the other party fired, Feng Bujue smiled.
In fact, the distance between the two is less than twenty meters, but the shooting specialization of Seven Kills is only E-level (at this time, the special effect of the Batman suit has disappeared), and the posture of the forearm is limited, so it is indeed difficult to hit the target.
"I advise you not to be too forced, if you shoot like this, the recoil may break your arm." Feng unconsciously mocked without fear: "According to my speculation, Your Excellency only has a strong martial arts specialty, and the other specialties are not good. However, it is still easier to practice from NA to E level, as long as you have a gun, take it out from time to time to play. You're already thirty-one, so I guess. You're an E-class ......" As he said this, he struggled to prop his hands on the ground, and finally managed to sit up: "According to what people know about DC Comics, the batarang has a tracking function, but it needs to cooperate with the positioning system in the bat helmet to do so. That's what made your previous tentative attack accurate, right? But now, I see that your helmet is also damaged...... With the strength of my wrist alone, even if the dart I threw could hit, it would not have been possible to kill me. β
Brother Jue took a few more deep breaths. Glanced at the game menu. The recovery of stamina is even slower than expected, and much slower. It seems that once the physical fitness reaches zero, the damage caused is not as simple as a number. This is like a football player in reality, when the body is not enough on the field, he has to walk and run to adjust; If you continue to run wildly regardless of it. Then it may lead to overdraft, and the cramps will be considered light, and shock is possible.
In this game, recovering your strength after losing your strength, and slowly recovering your strength when you still have a little bit of strength left, are completely different things.
And so. You've chosen a gun. Feng Bujue continued what he had just said: "But as I said, with your current situation, this attempt is futile. β
Seven Kills also sighed: "Whew...... Looks like it's time for me to practice my marksmanship in the game. β
"What?" The detective instinct of Feng Buxing always made him make some reflexes to die, and the other party just said something. A second later, Brother Jue also blurted out: "You are a policeman?" Soldier? Shooting or hunting association member? β
Seven Kills was still surprised, and Feng Bujue said again: "Looking at your expression, it seems that you don't want others to know, is it a killer?" Spy? Older youth with amusement machine poisoning? β
"Uh......" Seven Kills fell into a dilemma where it was difficult to answer.
"Forget it. It doesn't matter what it is, and I'm not interested. Feng Bujue said. Raising his hand with difficulty, he pulled out the endless grenade magazine from his bag.
Seeing the other party take out a grenade, Seven Kills felt that something was wrong, and he asked tentatively: "I said crazy brother, with your current state, can you really throw the grenade over?" β
Feng Bujue took out the anti-gravity catapult again: "I don't need to think about this kind of problem at all, I just need to know the interval from pulling the fuse to exploding, the speed at which the grenade flies in a straight line, and the distance between you and me." He breathed a sigh of relief: "The next calculation, elementary school students will." β
"What do you mean...... Seven Kills' eyes were staring at the anti-gravity catapult in the other party's hand, although he hadn't seen the specific effect of this thing yet, but listening to Feng Bujue's words, he had also guessed a thing or two.
"Huh...... Meaning, you're in a bad situation. Feng Bujue smiled and said, "After eating my trick Void Flash (the system prompted him to know the name of the random skill), you haven't drunk the survival value supplement, right?" As he spoke, he was ready to fire, "If you think that you can eat the explosion damage of two Mark II grenades at close range without dying at full health, then you can drink it now, otherwise...... I advise you to save some in-game currency. β
When Feng Bujue's first half of the sentence came out, Seven Kills was reminded by him, and he really quickly reached out and took out the blood vial, but after listening to the second half of the sentence, he thought for a few seconds and put the blood vial back.
"Hmph...... Haha......" Seven Kills smiled with relief, he shook his head: "Crazy...... I'll remember this ID this time. β
"Goodbye, heads-up." Feng Buyi said and pulled the grenade fuse.
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Real World, S City, L Park.
At night, the park is long empty, but a swing in the depths of the park is still swaying and swinging.
"Is it over yet?" Vincent's hands hooked the chains on either side of the swing, causing the swing to sway back and forth slightly.
"Hey, hey, hey...... You talk to me in such a boring tone, there is a conspiracy......" Woody's figure suddenly appeared two meters in front of Vincent, he did not answer the other party's question, but looked left and right, and then pointed to another swing on Vincent's right hand: "That's the 'Death Swing', right?" He paused: "You sit on that ordinary swing, pose relaxed and comfortable, and create psychological hints, in fact, you want me to sit next to you and talk to you, and then I will be bounced into by the death swing." β
"Heh......" Vincent couldn't help but laugh: "Alas...... It seems that this kind of Cheng dΓΉ's scam can only deceive Sid. β
"I'm curious too...... Is this thing really as powerful as the legend suggests? Woody looked at the swing.
"Why do you think I'm here?" Vincent replied.
"Oh...... Hey, hey, hey......" Woody smiled knowingly, and he had the answer the moment he heard the question: "The last guy who was sent to reclaim the swing died because of his cheap hand, right?" β
"That's why I wanted to lead you over and try the power of this swing." Vincent said.
"Hey, hey, hey...... It's just as inexplicable as the last time you tried to kill me with a 'one-hit tomato'. Woody laughed. Let's talk about the gambling game, Feng Bujue has already won, hehe......" He couldn't help but laugh at the end.
"Did he really win......" Vincent replied calmly, and from the look on his face, he had already expected this outcome.
"You must be proud right now." Woody Road.
"Is this kind of heartfelt pleasure something you and I can ask for?" Vincent replied.
Woody saw that the other party was doing Tai Chi with him, so he made it clear: "Before I came here, I spent about ten seconds guessing about your plan. "I think there's two main parts to the plan," he said...... One. Tong GuΓ²'s forty-eight hours of concessions can allow Li Ruoyu to continue to maintain an upper-middle level of strength, and will not enter the strongest group prematurely. Her playtime is already relatively modest, and the loss of two days is not too big, is it? β
Vincent smiled, largely acquiescing.
"Second. The object battle you asked us to bet on this time naturally has a purpose. Woody said, "Six strong men coming together in a dogfight is good for their growth. Even if you lose, you can't say that you have nothing to gain, just the experience of fighting with top masters is already rare. His expression changed slightly: "And the most important point is...... With a script like this, the winner is bound to be reborn. Hey, hey, hey......" He laughed for a while: "It seems." You want to take this opportunity to create a person who can compete with the ghost. β
"What's wrong with that?" Vincent asked rhetorically.
"Tsk, ill-intentioned, hehe......" Woody laughed lewdly, revealing a chill. Before the game is about to enter the middle stage, the original pattern of the top combat power is broken, which is laying the groundwork for 'chaos'. β
"Would you like to see the ghost alone?" Vincent said with a smile.
"Hey...... Not really, but let me choose now. I will be like you, let my bettors stay behind the leading group. In a safer and more vantage point, rather than showing the edge prematurely. Woody replied.
"It's better to complain about me than to complain." Vincent said, "Even you don't know how far this chess piece in your hand can go...... So is he still a pawn? β
"Hmph......" Woody cupped his glasses, "I didn't see him as a pawn from the beginning...... People like Feng Bujue are destined to be chess players, not chess pieces.
You can only gamble, not control. β
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Minutes ago, Game World, Gotham City.
Feng Bujue fired both grenades, sending Seven Kills out of the script.
As the name of the Seven Kills changes to a dead state in the enemy team bar, the system prompt also sounds: The current mission has been completed, and the main quest has been completed
The one in the taskbar that is the only player alive in the scenario is also checked.
Once you've completed the script, it's automatically teleported after 180 seconds
"Whew......" Feng stood up staggeringly, looking at the night sky and letting out a long breath.
When his fitness level returned to above 30 points at an extremely slow pace, he felt much better, at least he had no problems sitting and walking. It seems that this value is a hurdle, when the player's physical energy is exhausted, the period from 0 to 30 is considered a hidden debuff state.
"Looks like you're done with it, and it's time to settle the account between us." At this moment, Nightwing's voice was heard.
Feng Bujue looked back, six or seven heroes of the divine net stood in a row, majestic.
"Tim isn't dead." Feng Bujue opened his mouth and said: "The video is fake, he is still alive, in the hands of the two-faced man." Mr. Dent and I want to frame the penguin people and provoke you. So that he can become the king of the underground, and I ...... You can ransack the Bat Cave while you lose your mind and come out of the nest. Of course, my original plans were all disrupted. β
In just a few words, the amount of information is quite large, and the heroes all changed their expressions when they heard the words, surprised, happy, and suspicious, each accounting for thirty percent. In the end, Nightwing, who was still the leader, stood up and replied, "Even if what you said is true, it is also a fact that you killed the police and assisted the two-faces, you ......" Before he finished speaking, he was stunned by a gesture that he did not know.
Brother Jue didn't do anything else, but took out a tattered cloak.
"There are some things that Bruce will never teach you." Feng didn't put on the cloak, but just held the corner of the fabric in one hand and let it fly in the air.
"Don't talk to me about so-called 'crimes.'" Jue's tone became subdued: "There are many people in this city who you consider to be crazy, and they spread anarchism and madness.
But as long as they know in their hearts what anarchism is and what madness is, they still can't be called outright madness.
Such a group of people can still understand what a 'crime' is. β
He said as he stepped back towards the edge of the building, "And I'...... Not like them. He smiled eerily: "My existence is a symbol of anarchism and madness. β
"What are you going to do!" Nightwing seemed to realize something, and quickly stepped forward to get closer to Feng Bujue.
"Sinners are punishable, but sin is not destroyed. Evil itself cannot be judged, and those who fall by its temptation will never be extinct. Feng Bujue had come to the edge of the rooftop at this time, and if he took another step back, he would fall, but he still had a fearless smile on his face, and grabbed the cloak fluttering in the air with one hand, "I asked my opponent to take off this cloak because I didn't want to fight with the person wearing this." β
"Listen, jump down from here......" Nightwing also saw what Feng Bujue was going to do, and he began to persuade the other party.
"Those who defend justice will carry the faith and responsibility that this cloak represents." Feng Bujue withdrew from the last step, "And those who pursue chaos will eventually return to chaos." β
Nightwing rushed forward, trying to hold Feng Bujue, but only grabbed the cloak that was thrown out by the other party.
Crazy laughter swam in the wind, drifting away in the night sky as the seal fell unconsciously.
But in the end, no body fell to the ground......
The madness of that moment seemed to become eternal.
(To be continued)