Chapter 893: Monte Cristo, Answer, Snow's Face
Tang Yun killed Xu Zheng, and counting Xu Yuan, who died in his hands, most of the blood revenge of the 38 brothers was avenged. In terms of some so-called "creeds", Tang Yun admires Xu Zheng. But from the perspective of facts and emotions, it is impossible for him to shed a single tear for Xu Zheng. Is Xu Zheng evil? Maybe not. Isn't he evil? Whose lives will be counted on those 46 holy warriors? Who is the X-cyborg of the Savage Star K5 under the instruction of? When doing things for others, is Xu Zheng's wrist as weak as Tang Yun? Do you have a face that you can't erase every day? Isn't the #beauty#world#realm of his belief made of countless blood and corpses?
Tang Yun will bury Xu Zheng with the etiquette of "Fallen Divine Envoy", as far as his heart is concerned, Tang Yun may not be buried by Xu Zheng himself, but by Xu Zheng's beliefs. The belief of a "superman" worthy of his appreciation.
Bending down, Tang Yun began to carefully rummage through Xu Zheng's pockets. After the two "supermen" sympathize with each other, what should be done still has to be done. Tang Yun took the six-pupil mask from Shadowmare, and through the various scanning devices on it, Tang Yun easily found a small set of transmitters, as well as a pair of contact lenses embedded with many complex electronic structures. Tang Yun and Nan Guoxin have cracked the second generation of the apocalypse forced brain controller together to understand the basic principles and structure. It's hard for him to find something or something.
At the same time, Tang Yun also accepted the [Holy Domain] behind Xu Zheng, the pure gold cross on his chest, and even the four extremely high-performing ray guns, as well as a bottle of Apocalypse First Aid Spray.
"Tang Yun, the [King of Iri] has only suffered some minor injuries, and I can completely restore it to its peak state. Do you want to take it off? Benedict said casually, as if he were talking about something very ordinary, too ordinary to matter.
"Nope! The King of Iri is not of this world! It was a mistake in the first place! ”
"But he can help you fulfill your dreams, or achieve your hegemony, and even help you stop the wars between several star fields! At the very least, it still has the power to absorb and copy the bloodline......"
Tang Yun didn't speak, he just stretched out his right hand. The Berserker Armor, which had been deposited on his back, began to roll towards his right arm. When the devouring flames swept over Xu Zheng's corpse, because of the death of the host, the [King of Iri], who was also shrunk and placed behind Xu Zheng, began to roll and struggle unwillingly. In the end, together with Xu Zheng, he turned into a black charred body.
Such a dangerous thing must be destroyed! Tang Yun didn't care about any of the benefits of it at all.
While exhaling heavily, Tang Yun finally felt tired.
There was a hot, heart-rending pain coming from seven or eight burnt through the wounds all over his body. After [Berserker Armor] is advanced to the extreme, it will take the host to fight frantically while consuming a great deal of his body. This weakness has become a real pain. But...... Compared with the life-and-death battles and hardships he had experienced, although the danger of this battle had reached a new height, in the real battle, this time was the least injured Tang Yun.
"Tang Yun, thank you! I've found the answer. Benedict sank into Tang Yun's left arm, replaced by a voice that had no emotion, no tone, and was not like a human.
"Huh? Who are you? It's been a long time since I've seen a new face from Wise. ”
"I'm SPERA, I'm not a new face, I'm 'Silber's mouth! This is the first time we have met. Based on what I know about human emotions, I should thank you now! ”
"Are you...... Beam? Thank? ”
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"Yes, I'm the real Smith. Remember Surf's mission? I'm going to go through the selection of the right 'sample', which is you. Return to Earth and choose something with the help of a specific sample of humanity. Forgive me for using the word 'sample', as I can remember, the nightmarish life in the Apocalypse Concentration Camp has caused you a lot of trouble. Maybe this title will hurt your sensitive feelings, but please forgive me for not finding a better word to describe it. ”
"But, I was surprised. Because of the appearance of the [King of Iri], I have seen your choice before returning to Earth with you. I'm halfway through my mission, so please accept my thanks! ”
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"My Choice...... Are you referring to destroying the [King of Iri] and returning the 'algorithm' of nature to all beings? The earth also has the [King of Iri]? ”
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"No, there's no such thing on Earth...... What we're going to do will be a little simpler. Not to return nature to sentient beings, but to human beings! Based on memories and analysis of your personality, I know that you will not refuse a request to take me back to Earth to complete my mission. So, I thank you again in advance! ”
"Tang Yun, sample is not a derogatory term. You're an amazing specimen and an amazing person! Thank you! ”
Sibo sank into Tang Yun's left arm, silently. Tang Yun held his sword and finally faced the beings under the Christ Peak, tightly grasped the pure gold cross from Xu Zheng, and held it high!
He muttered softly.
"The Son of Monte Cristo is not the Count of Monte Cristo!"
"I don't live for hatred, I only follow ......"
"A mission given to me by fate!"
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The city of Gorgi is jubilant! One is completely unpretentious, against slavery, against all kinds of punishments. There is no majesty and aggression at all, and the "good old man" Holy Son, who has a Renaissance style and a "German" merchant style, finally ascended the throne of the Holy Son. What awaits all but peace and happiness?
In addition to cheering and boiling, those VIP customers from "Sanguantang" gathered together to start fundraising, fundraising, and try to do something...... Renaissance style thing. Of course, then all kinds of nobles and wealthy people also joined the ranks. As for what they're going to do......
Tang Yun won't know until a while.
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At the foot of the mountain was the boiling after silence, yes, the beings of the Holy State of Yalat gave up Xu Zheng, the Holy Son, and they "no longer love".
In the stone alley, several people who were fighting in full swing also stopped. Pilakius slowly withdrew the bone spear that had been placed on top of the fishbone's heart, and the fishbone slowly retreated, retracting the poisonous arrow against Piracis's neck.
Beneath the feet of the two were a dense patch of blood-stained bones, and Pyrakius withdrew the power of the aether's bloodline. The bones crumbled silently, and the blood that flowed from them fell back to the ground. The dirt pavement of the Stone Lane of the Holy City was dyed blood-red. These blood are not some kind of energy body, blood power. These are all traces left by the fish bones, Yao Jingtian and Pilachius and others after the battle. Spilled blood.