The observer sent a second scan of data, and Emma told him of a troubling situation - the silver fluid beneath the shell of the St. George-class power armor was a finite memory liquid metal that could detect damage to the armor shell and activate the compensation mechanism to solidify, harden, and repair the damage.

In other words, the St. George-class power armor is extremely regenerative and highly malleable.

Tang Fang was shocked, just now he used the St. George-level power armor and the Earth King Kong-level power armor to compare, and now it seems that the former's technology level is ten streets behind the latter.

Over the past 200 years, human beings have advanced by leaps and bounds in the field of nanorobots, playing a very important role in areas such as precision instrument manufacturing, biotechnology, medical technology, etc., but they are far from the level of building liquid metals with memory functions.

Obviously, the core technology of the St. George-class power armor comes from the Armed God, and they may have been developed by the Armed Forces of God themselves.

Bai Hao has a "dark heart", and Athena has an even more powerful battle armor...... It would be reasonable to say that the Divine Armed Forces have produced some important technologies from the ruins of such a lost civilization, just like the "furnace fire system".

Of course, copycat technology is copycat technology after all, and the St. George-class power armor is 108,000 miles worse than the "Heart of Darkness".

He suddenly remembered the "Terminator" movie he had seen before the crossing, and the T-1000 robot in it was a liquid metal robot with high intelligence, compared to the silver fluid mass of the St. George-class power armor was far less flexible than the former.

These were all things that he thought of for a moment, when Tang Lin accelerated and rushed towards the other two black warriors, he was equipped to adjust the shooting angle, and by invoking the faster-than-light electron, he could deliver a fatal blow to the target under the guidance of the detector.

A sudden turn of events disrupted the rhythm of his attack.

In the southwest corner, it is suspected that Mr. J is the same as the black warrior who fell off the second floor. Quickly raising his right arm, several cracks crawled on the surface.

However, he did not shoot with the gun hidden in the armarm, and with a crisp click, the entire armarm disintegrated into countless parts and fell heavily to the ground.

At the same time, the arm covered by the armour reveals its true form.

That's a lot like a human arm. But it is not a human arm, the surface is covered with a kind of pale blue scales, layered, densely turned, like fish scales. Of course, it's not ichthyosis, it's not some skin disease.

Beneath the smooth, flat scales there is a deep blue vein like a meridian that spreads from the shoulder armor coverage of the arm to the palm, radiating a bright blue fluorescence.

An extremely strong high-voltage current erupted from the palm of his hand, dragging a thunderbolt in the air. The thunder caused by the high-voltage current breaking through the air is louder than the explosion of a bomb.

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

Countless black substances landed on the platform with him.

That thunder not only stopped him from advancing, but also shattered Bai Hao's trajectory with the condensation of dark particles.

It's a pity that this is not enough to hurt Tang Fang, and it can't fatally injure the "Heart of Darkness". He slowly stood up from a half-kneeling position, with a strange expression on his face. The dark particles scattered on the ground were like sand swept up by the wind, raising a tidal wave like silk. Re-threw himself into Bai Hao's chest.

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

Tang Fang was not irritable. The expression was still very strange, and he looked directly at the blue arm covered with fish scales on the other side.

If he guessed correctly, it wasn't fish scales, it was "dragon" scales...... A special biological tissue belonging to the Ipsisaurians.

It could trigger high-voltage lightning, and more importantly, the Epsilon rune on his forehead became piping hot...... No wonder the first sight of each other. It has a very strange feeling.

"Mr. J?"

With a click, the helmet of St. George's Power Armor split from the center and, like the fate of the gauntlet, fell to the ground with two muffled crashing sounds.

Blood-red left eye. The right eye is pitch black, and no whites of the eye can be seen.

"Tang Fang!" He responded with the name of the Tang side.

Although there is no admit, there is no need to admit it. He is Mr. J, the only one in the world, a technical adviser to Zanggowell and the leader of the United Kingdom branch of Armed Forces of God.

Because his eyes are red and black, there is no white, and naturally he can't talk about pupils, so he can't see any emotions.

"Tut-tut, the ability of the Ipsilons ......"

"Sure enough, you know." Mr. J looked him in the eye and said, "How is Bibreya?" ”

Tang Fang asked rhetorically: "Can you defeat Athena?" ”

Mr. J shook his head: "I'm not her opponent. ”

"And you're asking such a stupid question? Was you kicked in the head by a donkey? ”

"I'm curious if you're as good as your mouth."

In terms of fighting ability, Tang Fang is not as good as Freya, nor can he be compared to Bai Hao, Tang Lin, or even Roy. It was an obvious truth, otherwise he wouldn't have had to take them with him.

Mr. J is indeed weaker than Athena, and even weaker than Freya in full armor, but against Captain Shangtang, he has 10,000 degrees of certainty to beat that hated stinky boy all over the ground.

Today should not have been the beginning of the civil war in the United Kingdom of Turanks, and since the Tang side has made such a choice, it must pay the price.

Click......

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

With a powerful battle armor, he actually abandoned it and relied on his physical ability to fight Tang Fang to the death. And the black knight who had rolled off the high platform had already climbed up and stood in the corner of the first floor, making a look of watching the battle.

"Chivalry? I like it. Tang Fang took a small step forward with his right foot, his toes were slightly horizontal, hooked his index finger at Mr. J, and said with a smile: "Come on, red and black." ”

Mr. J thought about it for a long time, and then he understood what the "red and black" in his mouth was, and his feminine face twitched a few times, and his left eye became redder. The right eye gets darker.

The three Khanos brothers hung high in the sky, and those lights shone almost every inch of the atrium, but they could not expel the evil in his right eye, and it was difficult to melt the cold in his left eye.

The noise faded away, and the guests were far away from the battlefield, in the corridors, flower ponds, and shaded areas. The backs of the hasty escape can still be seen in a blur, and the projections of the lords in the east who cannot be present have also disappeared, and the data transmission tunnel should have been cut off by the quantum communication center.

The entire atrium was in shambles, and the seating area was full of fallen seats and scattered shoes, especially high heels. Not far away, tables are toppled to the floor, all sorts of small treats piled up like garbage, and farther away are whole or broken wine glasses. The remnants of the wine are on the rim of the glass.

The guards in charge of security had already arrived from the perimeter with weapons, and when the S-Series clones and Black Warriors in St. George-class power armor rushed out of the water, they stopped and retreated to the perimeter of the battlefield, only a small number of Black Knights moved towards the stone bridge north of the square, and snipers from the garrison's special operations team were marching towards the battlements or tall corner towers.

Six S-Series clones and six Black Samurai in St. George-class power armor have been fighting with Bai Hao, and the repulsive field created by the armor made of dark particles has blocked the metal projectiles. However, it was unable to intercept the biological missiles fired from the S-series clones.

Unlike the clones with scorpion tails in the north of the square, the clones in the south have their legs shaped like feline hind legs. With more bounce power, speed, and sharp claws, long bone spurs protruding from the joints of the left hand, and the entire right arm swells into a column of flesh with many bamboo shoot-shaped sacs growing on it—biological missiles that can be remotely controlled using radio waves.

In addition, their jaws are torn to the left and right, and a long tongue that seems to be split can shoot out of their large blood-red mouth. The mucus attached to it is extremely corrosive, and it appears as large patches of mottles when it falls on the surface.

Bai Hao didn't know if they were S-series clones with 5 alienated parts, or S-series clones with 4 alienated parts, anyway, it was difficult to entangle. While dodging a biomissile, he was once grazed by the long tongue of a clone on his shoulder. The extremely corrosive slime caused the dark particles to be slightly unbalanced. I can only fight with this group of evil wolves, and I can't spare my hand to support Tang Fang at all.

On the other side, when Tang Fang landed on the first floor, Tang Lin appeared on the second floor, his toes on the golden lion stone carving with only one pedestal left, and rushed directly towards Zanggowill, who swung his sword and slashed down.

The two Black Samurai stood behind Zanggowell, keeping their stance against the flying rubble, and Elena was shorter, looking up slightly at Zanggowell's face.

The shadow of the King's Sword became clearer and clearer in her eyes, and the dazzling sunlight reflected when the blade fell, dazzling, but not beautiful.

There was some fear in her eyes, but not fear. A little distracted, but not panicked.

She pursed her lips and frowned slightly, the contours of her nose becoming more delicate in the interplay of light and shadow. The wind ruffled those coffee-colored hairs, dancing lightly against the light of the sword and fire.

She was stubborn and never took a step back.

She's genuine, so she can be fearless.

She's clean, cleaner than Sword Light.

Many times, courage can overcome cowardice, in fact, trust can also be, she has reasons not to back down, and she also has the ability not to back down.

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

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

The sword light and the sunlight grew brighter and brighter in her eyes, and Zangowell's face became more and more gloomy, and the smile on her lips became more and more cold.

At the moment when the sword edge was approaching, a shadow swept by, and the wandering purple and green lightning cut the cold light of the sword from the slanting light of the sun, turning into countless dazzling fragments, which dissipated silently.

The wind blows in the face.

The sword's effect ends there.

The cold light swirled from near to far, and the light reflected by the sword blade danced in the pupils.

With a bang, the king's sword fell to the ground, and the blade trembled slightly, letting out a wail.

A black warrior punched Tang Lin, and the back of the silver-white glove was burned by the electric light. Another Black Warrior picked up Zanggowell's body and turned to hide to the side.

The sonic boom and hurricane from the boxing blew the sand in the air, and the black warrior staggered back a few steps.

Tang Lin used a pair of meat fists to resist the iron fist with a 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 that of ordinary people.

After shaking the black warrior back, he didn't even fly upside down, the electric light in his palm surged, and directly used the electromagnetism of the armor of the four heavily armored knights who died under Bai Hao's hand earlier, swooped down like a big bird, picked up Elena, who had just escaped death, jumped off the second floor platform with a few ups and downs, and stood on the flat ground in front of the stone bridge.

Elena smiled brightly, brighter than the sun in the sky.

Unlike the last time I was attacked on the Harlem Bridge, I was not frightened in any way.

The 4 swords representing fairness, justice, justice, and mercy failed to kill her, nor did the sword of the king of Zangowell.

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

Unlike Tang Fang, she can only use such ideas to implement her will, defeat the fear sown by the royal power without flinching, give hope to the weak, and ignite the blood in the hearts of the people.

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

Flowers have always been delicate, but they are far more beautiful and brilliant than the stems and leaves.

All he could do was cut off the royal power and destroy the past. What she can do is save the future.

He is responsible for untying the shackles around the necks of the people, and she is responsible for awakening the souls in the hearts of the people.

Tang Lin and Elena landed, and the Black Warrior and Zango Will landed in the corner of the second floor.

The gaze of a girl and a king met in mid-air, and there was no spark.

The north side of the square is also in full swing, but compared to Tang Fang and Mr. J, Bai Hao and the S-series clones are a little less intense.

Kylinia is a weak female streamer with negligible combat power; Henrietta is old, and of course she can't be a match for the Black Knight and the clones; Don't look at Melol as a short-tempered person, she insists on exercising every day, but when she is old, she is old, and it is not what it used to be.

In fact, even if he is not old, he will not be an opponent of the St. George-class power armor and S-series clones.

But one of them has a "Hekati" and the other has a maglev chair.

The sword has been unsheathed, and the surface of the ink-colored blade has a cold light, a deep red texture like a vein starts from the sword grid and extends to the tip of the sword, dozens of fine twill lines spread from the main vein to the blade, and the light from time to time makes it look like it is about to collapse, revealing an aura of evil and tyranny. (To be continued.) )