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However, the kinetic energy effect and heating effect brought by the high-power sub-light particle beam bombardment on the plane are enough to burn half an arm of the dawn of wisdom.

When Richelieu was in pain in the cockpit, the power of the Iron Curtain was too high and caused a short circuit, one error was reported, and the error was reported everywhere, and suddenly the ERROR was overwhelming all over the screen, sharp warnings were endless, and the power indicator of the magnetic field barrier plummeted.

Liu Chengxian shouted with sweat: "The Iron Curtain is at its limit!" It's about to collapse! ”

Song Dan's face turned pale, realizing that he was capricious.

She hurriedly warned Richelieu: "The magnetic field protection is about to be lifted!" If you can't stop it, avoid it! ”

Richelieu, as usual, did not reply. But Song Dan saw the dawn of wisdom stubbornly guarding the crowd on the D floor, and did not retreat.

Her feet softened, and then she realized that Richelieu's quick and sharp agreement did not mean that she was a soft persimmon who was easy to talk. It was easy to let Richelieu be ordered to save people, but it was difficult to order her to escape and survive. That's why Richelieu never replied to Song Dan.

For she will never carry out cowardly orders. If she had turned sideways to avoid it, perhaps the precious Wisdom Dawn Machine would have survived, but the crowd below would definitely be wiped out.

Dawn is hope, and Richelieu's presence is their hope for their lives.

Song Dan thought that she was careful and kind-hearted, but when she came into contact with Richelieu's abnormal indifference and resoluteness, she realized that compared to this woman, she was far from being holy as a human being.

Richelieu is a true warrior, an angel who forgets herself to protect her.

The entire fortress shield had been dipped in the internal energy of the particle beam, and it was as red as charcoal, and even the right arm of the Dawn of Wisdom was gradually glowing hot, faintly deformed in the high temperature. Song Dan couldn't imagine Richelieu's expression in the cockpit. Hysterical in pain like a witch at the stake? Or is it still tenacious?

I'm afraid Richelieu doesn't want anyone else to know. Her communication link was stubbornly closed.

Then, in an instant, the iron curtain that was on the verge of collapse came to the brink of collapse under countless errors, and suddenly the power indicator bar fell, falling to the ground like an uncompetitive stock curve, Zhuang Yan, who was immersed in work, suddenly raised his head nervously, and sat up like a dying illness, and shouted in a cold sweat...... Sure enough, the overload restarted! ”

In the flash of light, the communication channel suddenly erupted, and Richelieu's screams came to an abrupt halt halfway, interrupted abruptly, like a girl in labor and unconscious. Then under the dome, above the irise, a ball of fire suddenly erupted, and under the huge impulse, the dawn of wisdom fell like a cannonball, and the right arm had been roasted red like fire, and the left arm was still blue as ice.

Then, the vast dawn of wisdom fell from the sky like a defeated Titan. An engine that was deliberately limited in power could not stop it from falling. The mecha fell, and the dazzling particle beam finally appeared in the field of vision of humans, it was a thick and dazzling light blue light, the color was extremely light, as light as blue ink on rice paper, and the specific boundary could not be distinguished. But the brightness is extremely high, and this looming light blue bunch, like an aurora floating in the sky, can illuminate the sky and the earth blazing white, and every minute is visible.

So at the moment when they saw the light clearly, the human beings who looked up covered their eyes and wailed, like a spotlight that was forced to confess directly to their eyes, the retina hurt, it was too late to close their eyes, and when they lowered their heads and covered their eyes, they were still tormented by the scarlet vision and could not be freed.

This incomparable beam of particles is like a spear, nailing the dawn of wisdom and slamming it to the ground.

No one could see what was happening in mid-air, not even the monitor's screen was blazing and white as a puddle of milk.

The people crowded in the circular corridor on the D floor covered their faces and cried, tears squeezing around. The most terrifying thing was that the last scene they saw before they lost their sight was the image of Richelieu being knocked out of the air alive and pinned down by a pillar of blazing white light.

When the people who had just ignited the hope of rebirth were horrified, the photons excited by the particle beam bombarded their retina, and suddenly the sky and the earth turned white, as if sleepy eyes suddenly walked into the bright light of the stage, and both eyes were blinded. When their eyes were sore and their vision was blind, in the chaotic pushing and shoving, in the earth-shattering screams and screams, everyone's hearts were grabbed by fear, and they were dragged to a terrible question:

Richelieu is dead, but what about us?

They were answered by a seismic wave that shook the heavens and the earth. The great dawn of wisdom was blasted back into the ground by the complete light of judgment, and from where it came out and where it came back, a pair of vertical tails under the shoulder blades pointed straight to the ground, and the body flew straight down, crashing into the ruins of the automatic workshop. When it touched the ground, it smashed into rubble, and the tempered glass that protected the corridor suddenly shattered into spider patterns, and the transparent glass instantly turned into mottled crocodile skin, because the shattered small pieces of glass shards were all held in shape by the metal fiber mesh inside.

The roar of the dawn of wisdom falling to the ground shook the whole layer of people, and they fell into a pot. The cries of anguish were overwhelming, and the chaotic wails were endless, because all the people who were shocked knew that the shaking of the earth was caused by the fall of the dawn of wisdom.

When he remembered that Richelieu got up and blocked the trajectory of the weapon of destruction, only to be knocked into the sky alive and fell from the A floor to the ruins of the D floor, the inexplicable sentimentality and bitterness suddenly detonated people's tear ducts. It was as if a tight string had been broken, and in the frightened blindness, their restrained emotions broke the embankment, and the image of Qing Gao Sven was at a loss, and they wept bitterly as if they were mourning.

Even the goddess who guards the base has fallen into the sky, is the sky going to kill me?

Su Xiaomei admires Richelieu the most. Her eyes were red from the strong light, she was shocked and shook her body, desperately grabbing Liu Feng's arm, only to feel that thousands of hands were clutching her clothes and stepping on her shoes. She rubbed her eyes in pain, only to feel that her vision was blood-red, and she cried out in a broken voice: "Will Lord Richelieu die?" Liu Feng, she won't die! ”

Liu Feng clutched the railing, the tempered glass suddenly bulged ten centimeters in front of his face, shattered into a turtle shell, and the unprecedented shock wave made him deaf in both ears, and there was only one "buzzing" word in his mind buzzing, and he couldn't hear Su Xiaomei's weak question at all, and he repeatedly recalled the picture of the tragic fall of the dawn of wisdom in despair.

The Touching Richelieu ...... Died right above my head?

Liu Feng grew his mouth, his eyes were in severe pain but opened blankly, as empty as a blind man without focus, two lines of tears slid down, as if a dream was broken, and he actually lost all thoughts and forgot about life and death.

Maybe in the next second, he will be wiped out, but Liu Feng actually felt that it didn't matter. In the midst of the crying on the ground, he climbed the railing with both hands, knelt down with weak legs, rested his forehead against the cold iron wall, and laughed self-deprecatingly with tears.

If there is a chance, if there is a chance, I would like to stand up and die for Richelieu.

But it's not qualified, hateful.

Liu Feng remembered Richelieu's daily smile, remembered her back of the saber jumping and jumping when she walked briskly, remembered her moving silhouette and the way she shook her hair, closed her eyes hard, and finally lowered her head and opened her mouth, shouting hysterically.

Because the slight aurora effect of the particle beam blinded everyone briefly, they could not see that as the dawn of wisdom sadly fell, the particle beam suddenly disappeared as abruptly as it appeared.

The particle cannon is gone. Its direction suddenly skewed, slashing across the land, and then extinguishing the sky, leaving the sky with a faint glow of auroras.

The earth shook, and a bottomless moat was cut on the wasteland of the great northwest, and when viewed from the sky, it was like an ink line made by a craftsman, a straight and smooth chasm. The pitch-black "ink lines" occasionally have coarse ink spots, which are traces of the probabilistic triggering of micro-fusion.

The Iron Curtain team, devastated by the Iron Curtain overload, suddenly realized that the base was not engulfed by an unparalleled nuclear fireball as expected.

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