Section 15 The Day of the God of War (I)
The sound of neat footsteps on the surface, the rumbling of wheels, and the sound of wave after wave of cheers all indicate that the parade is coming to an end.
Mark held the iron fence in his hand, his knuckles whitening from the exertion.
Through the gap in the fence, gaze at the sky.
The sky was grayish-white, and it was not as blue as home.
After many days in prison, he was like a newborn baby, greedily breathing in the air, which was refreshing.
The remnant sun is like blood, the afterglow falls, and the sunset cleanses the sky red, like the pink cheeks of a girl after exercise.
A golden ray was like a sharp sword, piercing through the shadows and piercing the center of the square.
In the center of the square stands a huge stone statue.
The stone statue is not carved with a human being, but with a lizard-like human form.
It was clad in armor and full of anger.
The massive soles of his feet trampled on a human man, and his shield was slamming mercilessly into his throat.
The man's face was contorted, and he twisted his body and struggled with all his might, but it was difficult to resist the doom.
On the man's side is a young woman.
Regardless of the nakedness of his upper body, he pounced on the man with his hands, grabbed the wrists of the dying man with both hands, wailing and crying.
The child next to him hugged the woman's thigh tightly and was crying......
The lizard statue holds its sword aloft, pointing straight into the sky.
His expression was hideous, and he roared angrily towards the sky, as if he was cursing the gods.
The carving is so exquisite.
The picture seems to stop in time, and is frozen.
A vivid picture of life and death, anger soaring to the sky, vividly displayed to those who watched it.
Regardless of the intrinsic meaning it expresses, this work is by no means inferior to any of the top masters in terms of carving techniques, control of strength and rendering power brought by art.
The audience was crowded, all of them Kansas.
The crowd was surging, and the mouths kept chanting "Olaf, Olaf......"
The shouts were deafening and echoed for a long time.
Directly opposite the statue is a lavishly decorated observation deck.
The observation deck is lined with guards, swords and swords, glittering in the setting sun.
There are many iron fence gates, and each gate is guarded by guards.
One of the doorways is unusually tall and is located beneath the observation deck.
The breeze and the light touch on his cheeks should have been very pleasant, but at the moment Mark had mixed feelings in his heart.
"Crunch ~ Crunch ~"
The huge iron gate under the observation deck made a dull noise due to rust.
The people of Kansas suddenly stopped shouting and looked sideways.
"Remington Rebuild Armor!"
Mark's eyes lit up, and he blurted out, his spirit lifting.
A line of heavily armed guards was driving a giant machine towards the center of the plaza.
“SOS! SOS……”
Mark picks up a radio wave.
The radio waves are noisy and chaotic, and the signals flicker intermittently.
"R5? R5? ”
Mark adjusts the bands of the chip in his head, constantly responding.
The machine stopped moving forward, as if hesitating.
The head tilted sideways in the direction Mark was, looking in.
"Kill this evil spirit!"
The people of Kansas saw that the machine was out of breath and cursed, and the food scraps in their hands rained down on the "Remington Recultivation Armor".
Seeing this, the guard kept poking at the machine with a long rod in his hand.
The tip of the long rod emits an electric arc that sparks at the point of contact.
The machine trembled, driven by the guards, and moved forward again.
The machine marched to the center of the square, and the rest of the guards quickly withdrew.
Seeing that the machine did not respond, Mark switched to a short frequency attempt.
"Ladies and gentlemen, dear people of Kansas! The five-year God of War Festival is about to usher in a new climax! ”
The megaphone in the center of the square was unusually loud.
The announcer deliberately paused to make time for the cheers to ripple again.
"The opponent of this God of War Festival is different from the past, it is an evil robot, a robot controlled by the evil 'Noah'."
Loud applause roared like thunder, and many Kansas citizens stood up and shouted, "Die!" Noah! ”
"Major! Is it really you? Great......"
The connection was successful!
Mark kept pouring out of his heart.
“R5! It's me. I'm not dead......"
Although the signal was delayed, it did not prevent Mark from communicating with the R5, who was in control of the Remington.
"Found you!"
The machine suddenly got up and walked towards Mark.
"Major. I've called for help, and I estimate that in ten minutes the mechs will be there, and we'll be saved. ”
"Nope! Can't call for help. ”
Mark ordered with a short wave.
The machine's body paused, halting its advance.
"Why not? But the signal has already been fed back. This old 'Remington' has all firepower offloaded, and I'm not a combat robot, and the program doesn't allow me to hurt any creatures. ”
"Okay, I'll try remote control......"
Although Mark stood still, he was already connecting to the signal.
"Next, the greatest monarch of Kansas, the 'God of War in the Last Days' - Olaf!"
The announcer's tail dragged until it was drowned out by cheers.
"This time, Olaf was played by the famous 'mass slaughter' - Minotaur."
"Olaf! Olaf! ……”
The people of Kansas raised their arms and shouted, already mad.
The name of the monarch was shouted by thousands of people, regardless of who dominated the gladiatorial arena, and even the name of the Minotaur was not mentioned.
The gate opened again, and a group of guards laboriously tugged at several thick chains.
Under the shouting, a huge figure gradually revealed.
No, to be exact, a huge figure could not hold back the restraint of the guard's chain, and tried its best to burst out.
It was so powerful that twenty or thirty guards could not contain it.
During the confrontation, the guards struggled and faltered......
The dust and fog gradually dissipated, and in the exclamation of everyone, a giant bull man appeared.
The cowman gasped, the big eyes of the copper bell were slightly convex, and the violence made the eyes bloodshot.
The muscles on the flex are bruised, and they all show the strength of the strength.
A golden armor is very dazzling in the sunset, and it is sonorous as it walks.
The golden-armored oxen were in the open field, and found the guards as hateful as gadfly.
The splitter pulled through a chain and forcibly dragged one of the guards to him.
The guard staggered, his chains falling off, and he froze in terror, bewildered.
Seeing the situation, the bull kicked the guard.
Raise their stout hooves and crush the guard's helmet and head along.
The guards who didn't even have time to wail had turned into a puddle of flesh.
The horror of the scene frightened the remaining guards into dropping their chains and fleeing the door.
The people of Kansas were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood for the violent behavior of the cattle people, and the cheers continued to ring.
For the cattle people, the applause is meaningless, but the "buzzing" sound is really hateful.
Tearing off the chains, he leaned over and picked up a double-sided axe that he had prepared.
Turning suddenly, the long axe rolled up the yellow sand and roared out.
Before the gate was closed, several guards who were a little slower to escape were suddenly swept in two by the axe.
The burst of blood, the ejection of intestinal fluid, and the internal organs stuck to the fence like splashing water.
The scene was bloody and cruel, and the people of Kansas were extremely rare, and they let out an exclamation of "whew".
Fortunately, the iron gate was heavy and fell very quickly.
Otherwise, the golden-armored oxmen will surely rush out of the iron gate and wreak havoc.
Rao was like this, some of the guards who had not had time to get out and were crushed by the iron gate were still squirming half of their bodies, dragging their mutilated torsos, and trying to crawl.
The bullman wielded a long axe and slashed at the iron fence several times in succession.
"Babble~"
The sound of the crash echoed through the square, sending panicked the Kansas people in the audience.
A few timid Kansas forgot that they were on a high platform and ran away.
When the oxen found the fence indestructible, they were so angry that they roared and roared through the audience.
After a moment of inspection, I realized that there were other people in the room.
Shake off your hooves and walk towards "Remington".
The footsteps were low and powerful, like war drums, "dong dong" sounded.
"Damn! The module is locked! ”
Mark was so anxious that beads of sweat kept falling.
"Major! Help me ......."
R5's voice is full of anxiety.
"You deal with it first, the module is incompatible, and the ...... is being decoded"
Mark was equally anxious. After all, the R5 has followed itself for many years, and its condition is best known to itself.
"Phew!"
The bump between the metals was crisp and loud, and "Remington" took a few steps back after withstanding the massive impact.
Without waiting for R5 to react, the Greataxe struck again.
The square swelled up like a tidal wave and roared: "Kill! Kill! Kill! ”
"Good! Fuck it! ”
Clark clenched his fists and threw a volley in the air, as if he was pounding the machine hard.
Before he could finish speaking, he caught a glimpse of Tucker glaring at him, sticking out his tongue and stepping aside.
"What's wrong?" Wang Qiang noticed that Mark was strange, his face was solemn, and he asked earnestly.
Mark was stunned, withdrew from his thoughts, and muttered to himself: "R5, you must hold on!" ”
"There's something important to you in there?" Wang Qiangyao pointed to "Remington" and asked.
"Yes. It's my companion. ”
Mark's face was resolute, adding, "It's not human, it can be my assistant or part of my body. ”
The palm of his hand is thin, but it is extremely calm and powerful, and the power coming from his shoulder is very pleasing to Mark.
The afterglow fell on the clear face of this oriental, wise and calm.
"No matter how bad it is, we're all in this together."
Mark couldn't help but be moved.
Don't look over, slowly scan the people in the prison.
These people were hostile not long ago, but now fate binds them together......
"That's right! We all follow you! ”
Tucker's thick arms, though filthy, gripped Mark's palms tightly.
Suddenly, everyone in the cell stood up and looked at Mark with the same determination, arms folded together.
Clarke, with slender arms, found himself slower to react and was the last one.
In my anxiety, I found that there was another person in the corner, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Count me in!!"
Naka stood abruptly, a look of fortitude emerging as the light brightened.