394. The Lonely Emperor
The thunder that was as fierce as a whip slashed above the sky, and the power of lightning was huge, but only a purple ripple appeared in the space around the ancient iron city.
The energy barrier worked to instantly convert the power of thunder into energy and store it.
There weren't many guards left in the city, because the emperor was confident that it would be impossible for anyone to attack him at this height.
When the few guards discovered that the small black dots that appeared in the sky were actually people with wings, and the dark armor and body were all one, and they were immediately stunned.
"Those...... What is it? β
"Oh my God! This is...... It's the Obsidian Hunter Regiment's mutants, how can there be so many? β
In the midst of the wind and thunder, under the gloomy sky, countless shriekers and winged pioneers began to swoop.
But in the outer space of the ancient iron city, they soon encountered an accident - the huge electromagnetic deflection force field has three layers, and the outermost is a high-intensity electromagnetic field barrier to deflect charged particles; The middle layer is the electrode conversion, which is used to magnetically polarize the material and buffer the kinetic energy; The final layer is a nanothin film that ejects high-energy plasma.
Countless screamers began to burn after hitting the wall, but they still couldn't stop the follow-up troops from continuing to charge.
The deviants attempted to carve a path through the powerful kinetic energy, and more and more Screamers and Wingers began to surround the barrier.
There is a basic condition for all barriers to work, and that is to have plenty of energy.
"Oh no, the energy supply to the barrier continues to decline!"
"Quickββ! Sound the alarm! Inform the troops in the city that they want to invade here! β
The sharp sirens suddenly rang out, and the only guards had actually seen the fierce battle in a corner of the floating city.
Like fireworks that burst into flames, the winged creatures' limbs burned and fell, turning to ashes in the air after the cullen explosion.
In the dazzling light of the fire, there was a small bright spot that stood out, and everyone in the guards was terrified when they saw it through binoculars.
"...... that?"
"Hell yes!"
That's the one floating in the air!
That's right, a man with an old face, and the black robe that should have danced in the wind did not move. There was also a petite figure beside him, draped in a tight-fitting battle suit, and motionless after him.
The two of them were like legendary immortals, and the head of the staff in the old man's hand emitted a dazzling scarlet light.
Suddenly, a bright dividing line appeared in the burning sky, and the entire sky suddenly seemed to have peeled off a thin film, sweeping away the previous obscurity and blurring, and it became extremely clear.
The energy of the two layers of shields disappeared in an instant, and it seemed that the energy source that maintained the shield was cut off, and the only layer of shields was already useless, and the energy was also declining rapidly, and it could no longer do anything.
Light-armored Screamers and Winged Vanguard burst straight into the city, killing the guards as they saw them.
"Whoosh!"
"Da ββ!"
The ground guards began to return fire, their furious weapons spitting out tongues of fire, and the two sides were immediately in one place.
Some of the large winged vanguards, as well as other flightless deviants, humanoid creatures known as "alien infected" by the Obsidian Hunters, were thrown straight into the city.
These "alien infected" move quickly, their black armor can withstand most kinetic weapons, and they move like cheetahs, wielding sharp weapons and fiercely pounced on the crowd.
In an instant, someone was cut down, and for a time there was a river of blood flowing all over the wilderness, which was simply miserable.
"Ugh! Yikes! β
With a scream, two white smoke ejected from the missile system of the defensive bunker.
Immediately after, two flames exploded over the street, and the two winged pioneers were blown to pieces, and the charred black and fiery bodies instantly turned to ashes on the way down.
"Whewββ!"
The heavy gates under the defensive bunkers rose, and the oncoming flames flickered.
A burst of metal heat shot out, knocking the newly landed "alien infected" into a sieve, and several bipedal machines rushed out first, roaring and spitting out tongues of fire nearly a meter long.
They were followed by a squad of heavily armed guards, each with advanced power armor on their bodies and their eyes full of bloody carnage and skyrocketing fire.
Thermal sensing infrared devices have never been as busy as they are today, and even the brain-controlled weapon systems have not had time to deal with the overwhelming array of enemies.
On the high gables, on the roofs of hidden buildings, on the perimeter of the bunkers......
The various defenses and sentry posts that the emperor had placed in the city have played the greatest role since their birth. What was meant to be a fight against the bloodthirsty mob gangs has now become the ultimate weapon to shoot the tide of mutants.
A tall "Absolute Executioner" was facing the furious fire, instantly pounced on a bipedal machine, and after the two arms intersected, he suddenly swung sideways to his side.
"Click!"
A two-meter-long white light leaped and burst out with countless sparks.
With the piercing sound of metal tearing, a piece of blood spewed out from the internal incision of the mecha, and the whole was cut in two!
Subsequently, in the ubiquitous frantic strafing, the body involuntarily took a few steps backwards like a marionette, and was completely beaten into a hornet's nest.
Looking along the streets of the city, the fortress of the Imperial City still stands on a high hill, overlooking the bloody slaughter in the city.
"Uhhh
A terrifying, heart-rending roar resounded through the rooftops of the castle.
The silver mask reflected a few drops of red liquid.
The Faceless God struggled to prop himself up, but before he could straighten his upper body, he slammed into the floor.
Countless chaotic voices filled his mind, some intense, some deep, some sharp, some violent, all intertwined into a chaotic cacophony.
In the dark, a voice whispered, repeating a few simple syllables, without any rhyme.
Blood-red eyes burned with fiery desire.
He had fallen into a state of near madness, and the constant loud voices in his head made him almost nervously broken.
A few days earlier, the Emperor had found himself a little out of control, forgetting what he had done afterwards, and a hallucination akin to delirium was constantly harassing him.
Images, sounds, immersive illusions, and even ...... Those memories that don't belong to him!
And today, there have been three such cases, and each time it is more serious than the other.
Sometimes it was only for a few seconds, but he felt like he had crossed a thousand years, and he didn't know where he was or who his name was.
The sheer amount of information is terrifying because it's not something the human brain can handle.
Twenty minutes ago, he actually gave the order to activate the proton cannon......
When the officer in charge of the launch heard the order, he thought he had misheard.
When he came back to understand what the emperor was doing, he was naturally frightened, and he was in a cold sweat, like falling into an ice cave.
But when he saw the results after the launch, he was relieved......
The reason is also very simple.
Shot missed!
The proton cannon, which uses the residual energy of the anti-gravity engine as a weapon, has a small firing angle, and it is indeed difficult to accurately aim at the target when moving at an altitude of 10,000 meters.
In addition, the precision strike system of the ancient iron city was not yet mature, and the soldiers operating it were very nervous, so there was an error of thousands of miles, and the target was not hit.
The Faceless God of War stumbled back to his castle, hoping to breathe on the balcony outside and cool his manic mood a little, but suddenly fell back into that state.
Dark! Despair! Suffering! Struggle!
The emperor held his head in his hands and rolled spasmodically on the ground, countless visions appeared in front of his eyes.
The earth-shattering artillery fire stirred up waves of dust, black and gray burning residues fell all over the sky, and the earth trembled on the plains in the distance. The ground rumbled over a bloodstained track, and all the people on the chariot wore anti-poison biochemical masks......
A huge black shadow pierced the ground, and hundreds of passing chariots were lifted off by the tremendous force of the impact, and the hardened soil layer was easily crushed like a biscuit.
All the vehicles flew up to a height of several tens of meters, and when they hit the ground, lava erupted from huge cracks in the ground. All living creatures were instantly submerged in the scorching magma, and there were not even bones left, leaving only scattered green smoke, which was blown into the purple sky by the wind.
The terrifying black shadow vanished, and the red earth retained the remains of lava.
The ground was covered with the steel wreckage of the chariot, red and steaming, but for a moment, he realized something.
The chariots with tracks were not what he was familiar with, they were the product of any era he had experienced.
No, by no means a creation of a pre-civilization, much less a thing of the present era!
What's that huge black shadow?
He had a splitting headache, and there was an indescribable force tormenting him all over his body.
The Faceless God of War gradually realizes that it is his own head that is hallucinating, which is a disease.
But, what exactly is this disease, spiritual?
He had been tormented by this disease, and his body was spasming and trembling, as if he had been invaded by some supernatural force.
"Wait!"
He shouted urgently. Because, someone is coming, and the pace is slow.
"I command you! Come over here for me! β
That's right, indeed personally!
The momentary sobriety made him sit up, his eyes wide, staring at the figure, he wanted to ask this person what the hell was this place.
But soon, he stopped roaring.
For he could see clearly that it was a red figure, slowly emerging from the fog of war, with a face that was identical to his silver mask, and looked like the shape of a strange bird's head.
In a trance, he saw that the figure was walking lonely in the opposite direction of himself, farther and farther away.
For a moment, he recognized the red figure, as if he had seen it somewhere?
That's right, he's definitely seen it!
But, where is that? He couldn't remember.
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