Chapter 92: Heroes don't need to mourn, they come back from their own time
The bare cliff wall has no grass.
At the top of the cliff, the clouds are obscured by towering giant trees, and the arm-thick spiked vines are entwined around the trunk, constantly absorbing the nutrients in the trunk, and the occasional sprouts and leaves are trembling slightly, as if they are greedily devouring water vapor and ...... Fog.
The huge cavern stood behind him like a bottomless abyss, intertwined with cobwebs and scattered eggs.
There is no movement in the cavern, but it is a silent threat just because it sits there!
Lu Geng would have looked at it a few times before, but in the end of the fight, he didn't have time to take care of his back anymore.
Everything was fought on instinct, his body covered in dried spider blood and crisscrossed with scars.
Behind the mask, Lu Geng panted like a cow, gulping for oxygen, trying to keep his brain from falling into a coma.
The high-voltage electric baton in his hand became heavier and heavier, the armor on the sides of his arms and legs had exposed his skin, and the blood flowing out of it quickly coagulated in the high temperature, but it burst again and again because of the fierce fighting.
Lu Geng looked at the corpses of the two giant spiders that were killed by his own single stick, and then looked at the group of spiders in front of him that had gathered again, grinning with a sense of accomplishment, and then because of the heat of his throat, he subconsciously swallowed saliva to moisten his dry throat.
Although he didn't know why the giant spiders didn't swarm at first, but only wandered around the periphery.
But by now in the battle, they have reached the point where they have exhausted their ammunition, and those restless giant spiders have finally lost their patience and began to approach and compress their own space little by little.
Until now, only a few dozen square meters of surrounding area remain.
Lu Geng raised his head and looked straight ahead, the giant spider, which was half a circle stronger than his companions, revealing a row of palpitating red compound eyes, was staring at him tightly.
"The end of life is coming after all...... Scold. ”
There was a muffled gasp and laughter from inside the ranger mecha, and the high-voltage electric baton was once again horizontal in front of him, and his arms trembled lightly because of the lack of strength, but he never let go.
Lu Geng's eyes were calm but firm.
Behind this strong dread-eater, Yao Yao followed a few companions who blocked the rest of the directions.
Looking at the cautious appearance of these dinosaur spiders, at this moment, the scene when he first entered the academy and fought side by side with his teammates suddenly appeared in his mind.
In just two years, he has become a star senior in the eyes of his younger students.
The honor of that battle makes my heart extremely full every time I think about it.
He really, really missed the bits and pieces of Shanglan Academy.
"I'm Lu Geng. Brothers, see you in the next life. Lu Geng casually took off the recording black box and gently placed it in the pit on the rock wall behind him.
After thinking about it, he only left such a sentence.
After all, if you talk too much, it will look hypocritical, and the younger brothers and sisters will probably laugh at themselves.
Although I would like to give a few more words of encouragement.
At the end of his heart, his eyes were inexplicably relaxed, as if he was not so afraid of death.
The scarred Ranger Mecha used its last strength to stand up straight and take steps.
Staggered but with a determination like steel, he launched the last charge before the curtain call of his life!
"Come, crumbs! ——”
The strong dread-eater spider at the front, four pairs of compound eyes glowing bright red, it was enraged by Lu Geng's abruptly raised voice, and its dark brown fangs stretched out.
A strong fishy stench emerged, and Lu Geng, who was running and rushing from 5 meters away, could even clearly see the disgusting green poison slurry in the depths of the spider's giant mouth at this moment, he tightened the high-voltage electric baton, and his eyes were fixed on the gap where the fangs were opened.
If he can die together, then he will kill the three-headed giant spider alone, right?
Lu Geng thought so.
And then......
In his field of vision, a swirling black shadow suddenly appeared that should not have appeared, falling from the sky.
With a frenzied momentum, in the gap between him and the giant spider that he couldn't react, he brazenly passed through the spider's brain, and nailed the earth obliquely with a bang, cutting off all the vitality of the strong giant spider, like a boundary monument standing in front of Lu Geng.
The spider colony was momentarily stagnant due to a momentary shock.
The ranger stopped, stunned.
Black hilt, dark spine, slender blood groove......
This is, own hot melt saber?
Lu Geng raised his head tremblingly.
The air waves swept away the smoke and dust, the flames licked the scorched earth, but the whistling wind could not block the calm sound, echoing in the mountains and dense forests from far and near, and the mountains and seas came.
"History needs to be sung."
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"Successors need examples."
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"Heroes don't need to mourn."
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A dread-eating spider fell from the sky, slamming into the ground with waves of air that broke through the fog and screams of its feet and limbs across the air, and half of its body was scattered in all directions along with the gravel and dirt.
Lu Ze stepped down on the spider corpse, looked at the inhuman-shaped ranger mecha in front of him with gentle eyes, and gently finished the last sentence.
"They have returned from Angela with flowers and glory in their hands, and they are admired by all people."
Reach out and draw your knife.
turned around and looked indifferently at dozens of giant spiders.
Lu Geng stood in place, trembling at the quiet and long back, his bloody lips behind his mask moved, and finally bit his lip fiercely, and hot tears flowed silently.
At this moment, he just wanted to cry loudly.
……
Lu Ze looked at the shadows in front of him, and there were twenty dread-devouring spiders, but the scene he had just seen kept recurring in his pupils.
Unreserved trust, willing dedication, unhesitating bravery, resolute as iron will.
When he saw the moment when Lu Geng finally decided to charge, the last piece of the puzzle for the image of the hibiscus team in his mind was finally filled.
Their spirit is the most precious spark for mankind in the future.
In the previous life, the Hibiscus Squad may have died before the Tower of the Mists towered, becoming the nameless bones of the fire-bearers on their lonely path; There may be countless hibiscus squads, with the same experience and the same righteousness.
But in this life, since he is fortunate to be with him, it is natural that he will keep this small flame of hope for mankind, and will ignite more fires that should have been extinguished.
Until one day in the future, watching these sparks burn into a prairie fire.
It was the most comforting thing he had ever woken up.
So at this point, today's battle should be fun.
Lu Ze's left hand, which hung down on his side from beginning to end, finally lifted it at this moment, and his two fingers were intertwined, knocking on the blade of the knife.
Airplanes!
The viscous green slurry that had been attached to it disintegrated into mist in an instant, and the edge of the heavy blade was blurred in an instant.
Stop, bend your fingers, and play again.
Waves of fog rippled around the long knife, cascading and dissipating.
At this moment, the slender hot-melt saber unexpectedly emitted a metallic resonance sound throughout its body, like a dragon's groan.
No one knows, but with just two fingers, it actually consumed a full 300 units of Lu Ze's star source power!
He watched as the horde of dread-devouring spiders leaping high in a fit of rage strode forward.
Each step is a thousand pounds, and when it lands, it is like a clash of gold and iron, accompanied by the sound of stirring the valley.
"In the past hundred years, I have opened my eyes to talk about heroes."
"Where the clouds rise, the whale swallows the sea, and I use this knife to honor death and life."
The last word fell, and the horizontal knife was established.
The swarm of spiders swooped down in mid-air with the force of a raging wave, fangs, limbs, venom, and spider silk...... Flooded the entire field of vision.
And at this moment, Lu Ze rose from his left hand, and the whirlwind surged along the handle of the knife for a full thirty meters in an instant, like a big river and white waves across the sky.
Looking up, Lu Ze lifted the saber and rolled upside down like a dragon, and thirty meters of smoke and dust rose from the sky.
Lu Geng raised his head in shock!
At this moment, his whole body was trembling......
He saw it, and the stirring mist was like a knife swung by a god.
Just one hit.
Where the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, everything is broken.