The feeling of familiarity, as if it had happened countless times, in the slow movement, in the transposition of the landscape, in the speed at which even the sound could not keep up, the prosthetic Takakawa swung his axe and split the fluorescent light, mist, and some unknown phenomena that surrounded the terrible figure. He felt as if he was falling into a dream, and the heavy weapon had no real sense at all, and the body was moving rapidly, but the soul, if the soul was an independent being, was faster than the body, as if it were about to break through the shell.www.biquge.info The hard ground became soft, as if stepping on a cake, but the feet did not sink in, but they lost the feeling of "groundedness".

In the extraordinary speed brought by the speed sweep, even every movement of the figure became sluggish, but the prosthetic Takakawa's brain hardware and retinal screen were working normally, processing the information gathered in such a short period of time one by one, turning it into data, images, and instructions that were easier for him to recognize. The chain judgment even allowed the prosthetic Takakawa to see Father Sissen out of view, the man was motionless, as if petrified, but the expression of exhaustion and pain was still left on his face, as if the pain was permanently frozen in his body.

The waves of qi rolled up by the impact, tumbling at a speed visible to the naked eye, changing, and discharging outward. In front of the blade, a gap that seemed to tear through space was spreading towards the female figure.

Prosthetic Takakawa broke free from these illusions and illusions, as well as all the phenomena that will occur at extraordinary speed, and even the mystery of the rapid sweep is different from the mysterious phenomenon of ordinary high-speed movement, in his retinal screen, the hazy female body is rapidly becoming clear - that is the appearance of the final weapon before, a beautiful and cold woman, the emotionless eyes seem to contain the cosmic starry sky, even a black hole can accommodate it, I can't tell whether it is Asian or European, or other human characteristics, It is also like mixing the blood of all races in the world, and finally accommodating the characteristics of all people, but because of this, this "beauty like any beautiful woman" seems inhuman.

Just seeing her produces an emotional and emotional impact, in which even her facial features become irrelevant. The prosthetic Takagawa was also unable to penetrate the sensual and cold, confusing all beauty, and see through her true colors—her nose, eyes, lips, ears, hair, figure...... None of them can be described in detail, and it makes people feel that it is not really impossible to describe, but that their attention is completely swallowed up by the sensual beauty, and cannot be focused on specific details.

Prosthetic Takagawa just felt that it was a familiar face, and that the hair might be black, like a waterfall—from here, there was finally something different from the final weapon in front of her.

Before he could see exactly what the beautiful female figure looked like, the axe of the prosthetic body Takakawa had already slashed down with an indomitable momentum. He never expected the attack to go so smoothly, but, because there had been no resistance before, he hoped that the smooth flow would continue.

- At the very least, you have to hit her once.

If you want to talk about chance, maybe this is the only chance. Before the Witch River completely erodes the final weapon and completes the transformation - assuming that there is still a subtle difference between the "river" and the "final weapon", assuming that the "final weapon" itself is strong enough, and thus assuming that this erosion and transformation takes time, then, no matter how short the time is, no matter how fast the process is, the quick sweep can be grasped - the blow will fall firmly on her.

Other than that, Prosthetic Takakawa couldn't think of any chance. He didn't know how weird Witch Jiang was, because it was Father Xi Sen who fought with it, and from this, he couldn't tell how terrifying the monster born after the combination of Witch Jiang and the final weapon was, and he couldn't even guess what kind of nature and ability the other party would show.

There is only one point of prosthetic Gao Chuan can be sure that whether it is the witch Jiang or the final weapon, it is an enemy who has no chance of winning head-on. Therefore, she can only sneak attack, she can only raid, and she can only be caught off guard.

With strong expectations, there was a sense of contact from the axe of the prosthetic body Takakawa. It was a wonderful sense of contact, not a sharp axe blade that cut something or split something in a high-speed swing, and it was impossible to feel whether the opponent's body was hard or flexible through this sense of contact. It was a feeling of contact that I had never felt before, so it was hard to describe. Prosthetic Takagawa only felt that he had indeed hit, and he had not been able to cut deep, probably only touching the surface, but he did not miss. Even so, the female figure disappeared from the retina screen at the same time that the touch came.

There was a voice in the heart of the prosthetic Takakawa, as if the self of Takakawa was asking rhetorically, "What exactly did you hit?" ”

The violent impact tore through the ground, and the blade of the axe stopped in mid-air, but a long ravine had spread from under the feet of the prosthetic Takagawa in front of him. Prosthetic Takakawa did not stop moving, and the speed sweep was still operating at this time, and in high-speed combat, once the movement stopped, it was a sign of death, and he did not hesitate to do so. However, he could no longer observe the female figure that was seen as a bad omen, neither the chain judgment nor the retina screen could feedback useful information, and the strange movement that was once like a spider's web had been shattered into fragments that could not form silk threads in perception. The "flying insect" has broken free from the giant net.

If you can't judge the position and actions of the other party, you can't be sure that your movement is not wrong - even so, the prosthetic Takakawa can only choose one direction to move, and his intuition doesn't even remind him how to do it, and the controversial "intuition" of the occult expert seems to have become a blank sheet of paper, and it is the random choice that prompts the action faster than the mind - even the prosthetic Takakawa himself has not thought about why he moved in this direction, only to be sure that it is not a subconscious act, but a subjective judgment in a daze, It's an unexpected that even I can't predict.

But this kind of movement, which he didn't even know why he was moving like this, was still caught—it was the next moment when he began to turn, and a blank piece of intuition suddenly appeared to him, telling him that he had been caught. Random, a burst of electric shock permeates the exoskeleton, the prosthesis, and the flesh, from the hardware to the brain, from every artificial or native nerve.

Even if the prosthetic body Gao Chuan didn't actually see it, he was very sure that the female figure was behind him, as if it was an evil spirit possessed, as if it was a shadow under his feet, as if it was glued to his skin, as if he had already tied each other together, no matter how he moved, it would appear behind him.

Its sense of existence is so close that it gives the prosthetic Takakawa the illusion that he is about to be "embraced", and he doesn't even have a conjecture in his mind that it is about to be embraced and pass through his body like a ghost. And this process - I don't know if it should be called "there is a process", if there is - is faster than the speed of his movement and reaction at this time.

Before the prosthetic Gao Chuan turned around, a feeling of being passed through the body by something had already emerged from the body, as if the exoskeleton armor and the prosthetic body had not been able to play any role in blocking, and it was invaded by the other party from the outside, and it seemed that it was impossible to block it at all, because this attack was issued from within itself.

The female figure seemed to exist as an individual outside of himself, and as if it constituted a part of himself—whether it was an illusion or not, Takakawa was not surprised, even though the red warning box on his retinal screen almost filled his field of vision. He could clearly feel that the operation of the prosthetic body had been abnormal, and the connection with the exoskeleton armor was minimal, and the original strong sense of unity had been completely separated.

Like an out-of-control cannonball, Father Sissen had already smashed into the wreckage of the building a hundred meters away by the time Father Sissen came back to his senses. The dust storm set off by the huge impact made Father Sissen can't help but raise his hand in front of his face, and the "wind" wall built with the super energy of "air pressure control" was also crumbling in this violent dust storm impact - it would definitely not collapse so easily in normal times, but after inflicting the powerful blow before, Father Sissen also almost felt like he was drying up and prostrating.

He couldn't see exactly what was happening to the prosthetic Takakawa, but the enemy's figure, though hazy, actually stood in the storm and did not fly out with the prostitute Takakawa - it was easy to understand that the prosthetic Takakawa was shot away by the other party, no matter what means or how he did it, but this was the case: the female figure was nothing, and the prosthetic Takakawa seemed to be defeated, falling into the ruins in the distance.

Dust Storm Shock began to weaken after a few seconds, but the details of the woman's silhouette were still unclear. Father Sissen didn't even dare to blink his eyes, the previous attack and defense were so fast that even his perception couldn't catch up, which meant that as long as he lost his mind, he might not even be able to perceive the attack of this hazy monster. It's too fast, why is it so fast? Didn't the previous attack damage this final weapon at all? The feeling of pain and powerlessness that made him feel uncontrollable grew in his heart.

Father Sissen only knew that the final weapon had terrible combat qualities, but how terrible was it? With each touch, the answer is refreshed. He had a vague feeling that the desperate situation at this moment was caused by the blow he had dealt before. There was even an afterthought of remorse rising and falling in his mind—an emotion that should never have arisen in the first place—that made him take two steps back.

Damn, what the hell is going on? Father Sissen gritted his teeth, and the great sense of fear that came over him with an equally great sense of trap made him not know for a moment what to do next—as if all he was doing was in vain, and all coping was losing its original meaning.

Can't fight back? Father Sissen realized that his body was a little disobedient.

It wasn't until the storm had subsided that the female figure moved, and in this much longer time than the confrontation between them, Father Sissen was like a puppet with a completely broken line. On the other side, the prosthetic Takakawa, who was deep in the wreckage of the building, did not return to Father Xisen's field of vision, if it weren't for the female figure that kept looking over there, making people think that the prosthetic Takakawa would still make a move, the calm in the wreckage of the building was as if the prosthetic Takakawa had been killed.

Father Sissen's vision began to clear, and through the thin dust and the gray mist that had not healed after being torn, he finally saw more details of the female figure: compared to the final weapon he had seen at first, there were certain changes in appearance, which I can't say, but not only in appearance, but also in the inside. The most conspicuous of these is the number 999 on the side of the woman's body, on the torn sleeves, and on the exposed arms like a number

Completely subconscious, Father Sissen felt that he had understood the meaning of the number: Final Weapon 999. A being that is also extremely special among all the specially-numbered final weapons. It won't have more than one, it's unique, special, and can't be mass-produced.

However, is the final weapon you saw at the beginning the same as the final weapon you are now? Father Sissen's instincts were somewhat uncertain.

Perhaps the prosthetic Takakawa knows better, and this is also Father Sissen's intuition. But in any case, now that the prosthetic Takagawa has fallen, Father Sissen must find his own way to deal with this extremely special final weapon number. He didn't know what kind of unique properties and abilities the final weapon in front of him had, aside from synchronicity.

However, since the previous attack failed to take effect, it should at least be conceived as a terrifying existence that is enough to counter the strength of the previous attack and turn the combat power of equal strength into regular combat power.

How long can you hold on to the power that combined the magic pattern superpower, the critical weapon, and the one who is one? Father Sissen couldn't be sure, but being able to perform that level of attack did not mean that he could resist an attack of that intensity. There is always a difference between attack and defense, at least, his prosthetic body at this time is not enough to persist in the attack he sent out before.

In addition, speed doesn't seem to be counted on either, because the prosthetic Takakawa has already shown terrifying speed, and his rout in that speed also means that the speed of the final weapon 999 has been synchronized to at least the same level.

Frontal attack power, direct defense and speed max are all inferior in all directions - what advantage do you have left? Father Sissen racked his brains and pondered.