The female smasher is not good at words, so he kills people directly.

His glowing hands unleashed a stream of red particles at the Presidential Guard. Salyn reacted quickly and retaliated with a shock wave, and the explosion collided in the center of the room. The resulting explosion shattered all the counterfeit bottles on the production line.

Rya

Frozen in time, black and purple Flux emerged from his armor as he dragged his ally away from a shower of elixir. Even if half of his team was dressed in armor and the other half regularly took juice, any drop oozing out of the crack would ruin everything.

The Courier knew that he might fight Radiation, so he prepared accordingly. His and Ryan's suits were thermally and radiation-resistant enough to allow them to survive constant exposure; It is likely that Saturn's armor survived a close encounter with Leo Hargraves. As he guessed, sarin's shockwaves could match the weaker particle beams of the nuclear, biotechnic, probably because they both draw energy from the red dimension.

However, Fallout's performance in Malta shows that his power is comparable to that of matches. While he shouldn't give it his all in his main lab, Ryan doesn't know how far his abilities and stamina can extend. He was neither in Dy

Amis found blueprints of the cyborg armor in its database, and no way to crack it.

But Ryan loves a challenge, and he has some tricks.

When time was restored, the production line was saturated with colorful liquids. The robotic arm that prepared the bottle shorted, but the power armor in the room was still working.

"We should have killed both of you two years ago." Alphonse Manada aimed the energy mini-gun on his right arm at Ryan and Ryan. "Completed the family set. I have a gut feeling that you're going to get me in trouble. ”

"You've killed us once," the dwarf replied, holding up her water gun. "This ...... This is revenge. ”

Lunn and Shalin attacked him before he could fire, the former with a pressurized stream of water and the latter with a blaster. Alphonse raised his left hand and unfurled a shield of crimson particles outwards to protect himself. He then opened fire with his mini-gun, unleashing a series of plasma bullets.

This weapon, although lacking in accuracy, was more than adequate in firepower. Projectiles tear walls and machines like butter, forcing everyone to dodge. "Muttling" and "Shorty" manage to dodge, but Ryan has to freeze time so that Shalin's clothes don't get five holes. "You know, if I keep saving you, people will start talking about you," Ryan said to his troubled teenage girl after time resumed.

"Don't stare at me, kill that bastard! His vice president roared. "I don't need help!"

Mo

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El uses aerodynamic forces to push himself towards the ceiling, then throws a fireball from his vantage point, past the radiant particle shield. The flames heated the metal armor, but did no damage, and Alphonse slowly walked forward. The reinforced walls began to look like cheese.

"Minions, keep him busy." Ryan ordered his troops while he rushed forward. Shockwaves, flames, and pressurized water forced Radiation to lift his shield, revealing his back.

The messenger stopped time, and a purple ghost chased after him. Rya

Traveled dozens of meters in the dash, dodging plasma lightning frozen in mid-air, trying to come up with a plan. One of his devices may be able to solve a nuclear apocalypse, but Cyborg's power armor may have a countermeasure. The team first needed to soften the radiation.

Ten seconds......

The messenger turned around a corner of the room, and the ghost of the future past approached him. But it is far from catching up.

15 sec ......

Ryan stood behind "Radiation" with his feet fixed to the ground.

Twenty seconds......

Before the messenger could stop, the ghost almost reached Ryan's side. He activated the armor's chest cannon, unleashing a wave of searing white energy.

As Vulcan warned, the recoil nearly knocked Ryan on his back. The intense heat created a bubble of compressed air around the cannon, pushing him backwards, but the armored servos withstood it. However, his cashmere poncho turned to dust; Another victim of this bloody and stupid war!

The explosion struck Alphonse Manada in the back, pushing him forward like a cannonball, the force of the impact tearing the minigun off his arm. When Ryan hit the reinforced door, his teammates dodged away. Due to the impact of small artillery fire, most of the walls collapsed, and the radiation continued to fly towards the next room.

Ryan coughed, his chest hot. As they say, this comes from the heart.

"Good shot," Shalin said thoughtfully. "Is this what a drone strike looks like?"

"Sometimes, leaders have to get their hands dirty," Ryan replied.

"He's not dead yet," Ryan warned as she walked into the next room, just before she let out a frightened wail. The rest of the people quickly followed, and they all froze.

There was an entire factory in the next room, so large that the ceiling might have taken up space on the floor above. The next part of the assembly line is an intricate line of machines and tangled pipes, next to a catwalk large enough for a battalion to walk in formation; Ryan guessed that this could allow a group of soldiers to take up positions in an emergency. The strange contraptions are covered in light bulbs and flickering lights, and they spew counterfeit elixirs as they spew. In short, the usual mad scientist lair.

The sight that awaited them made even Ryan, who was tired of everything, pause for a moment.

A dozen naked people float in glass containers above the production line, like light bulbs on metal altars. The tube injects sticky red blood into their backs intravenously, while others pump the elixir-colored liquid into the machine. Ryan's gaze rested on one of the prisoners closest to the entrance, a muscular woman with dark hair and white dragon scales around her neck.

Wyvern.

Ryan also notices a replica of the devil, as well as a feathered man, which he believes is a template for the Stormstormer. There were also some couriers who didn't recognize it, but one of the pods contained a hybrid embryo of a panda and a human, half-developed.

Clone.

They are modified clones of counterfeit templates, converted into living organ processors. Fluid from the blood enters them, absorbing their genetic material before being processed into imitations.

"Damn it......" said Salin, unable to take his eyes off the clone.

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EL had a similar reaction. "I've been drinking?"

Len's hands trembled on her water gun, and her gaze followed the blood. The pipe that transports it into the clone's body passes through the wall and leads to another room behind a reinforced door.

Dr. Terranor in scaly armor works behind a large control panel near the cloning pod, his reptilian paws typing on a special keyboard adapted to his lizard's physiology. He looked up at the person who had invaded his lab on the screen, but his reptilian expression was one of extreme disinterest.

"I'm busy," Dr. Tellano said, returning to his computer. He even ignored the "radiation" that fell on the catwalk and quickly stood up. "Take it out and come back later. I'm about to make a breakthrough!"

"You've cloned a panda!" Ryan cocked a finger of accusation at the scientist. "You lunatic!"

"It's all to blame on the children's split!" He replied as he continued typing. "They're obsessed with furry mammals!"

"You...... You're twisted ......," Len snarled at Alphonse Manada. Crimson particles flowed out of the cyborg's back, right where Ryan had hit him before. "All of this...... All the pain, just for a big euro?"

"It's all about dreams." Alphonse shrugged his shoulders and dodged the fireball thrown by Mongel, his metal shoulders splayed open to reveal the rocket launcher. "It's all about dreams."

Radioactive fallout fired a dozen rockets and apparently no longer cared about collateral damage. Ryan tries to stop time, but when his past self appears very close, he immediately cancels the effect. The armor prolongs his time stop, but also his cooldown.

The president activates the suit's laser weapons while protecting Ryan with his body, and Sarin helps him blow up the projectile before it arrives. Although they avoided a direct hit, scattered shrenchel tore several holes in Shalin's clothes and Mungel's chest.

When Alphonse's projectile hit the ceiling, assembly line, and cloning bay, the explosion shook the lab. One rocket burned a misshapen replica of the panda, while another damaged the pipes, causing blood to drip onto the catwalk. Although Lunn's armor was intact, she looked at the red liquid with fear and disgust.

"Stop, Mr. Vice President!" Terranor shouted at Alphonse, dodging a rocket as he emerged from under the control panel. "You're going to ruin the lab!"

"I'll stop when they're dead!" The female smasher roared back and continued to shoot. The rocket hit the ceiling, blasting holes in the catwalk, and the whole floor trembled. The wounded mongrel had to jump to the side to dodge another shell, and Ryan was shot another shot in the chest; Fortunately, the Saturn armor ignored it.

This worries Ryan. The architect designed Lab 66 to ensure that the lab would survive even if the building collapsed, but she did not mention any issues about damage to the internal structure.

When "Radiant" was glad that the projectile was running out, he raised his shiny hand in Ryan's direction and opened fire on her.

After the end of his cooling-off period, Rya

Freezes time and quickly slams radiation into the glass dome that protects his head. His armor increased in strength, and the blow shattered the reinforced glass, making Dy

The Amis cyborg staggered back. Instead, his particle beams hit the ceiling, melting the steel.

"This glass dome won't protect me from you"

The red particles, very similar to Ryan's, flew out of the cracks in the radiation helmet. The gleaming scarlet skull behind it seemed to frown, spitting out the flames of a nuclear explosion. The air around him was hot.

"I am the hand of the dividing woman, the light that destroys life." His fists burn with red light, a sign of death and cancer. "Everything I come into contact with will wither and die"

"Didn't anyone tell you?" Ryan raised his fist, revealing the blade hidden in his forearm. "I am immortal."

Alphonse tried to grab the courier's head with his glowing hand, and he was much faster than he looked. Ryan deftly dodged and responded with a punch of his own, but to his surprise, Radiant managed to deflect the blow and countered with another punch.

"Do you know martial arts?" Ryan asked incredulously, but the armored robot responded to his face with a beam of particles. The Courier ducks down to avoid the attack. "Minions!"

"Up!" Holding on to his wound, Mungel unleashed an aerodynamic shockwave into the radiating left knee, sending the heavy giant tumbling. Ryan takes advantage of this gap and slams his fist through the robot's helmet.

While the glass dome shattered into pieces, releasing red particles into the air, Ryan's retractable blade shattered when it hit the radiating skull. Perhaps the Messenger's previous conflict with the wardrobe weakened it.

Radiation took advantage of Ryan's brief accident and viciously hit him with his headbutt, his skull releasing pulses of energy on impact. The messenger's vision flashed red, and he was shocked and flew backwards, but Saturn's armor withstood it.

Ryan lay on the floor to sort out his thoughts, his vision blurry as it felt like a concussion. As his remaining glass helmet melted, Alphonse Manada loomed in front of him. A deep red nuclear fire erupted from the cyborg's suit, making the radiated skull look like a terminator emerging from the flames.

He reached for Ryan's head, but a high-pressure stream of water hit him from the side. The liquid heats up to steam on contact, but gives the Courier a brief respite.

"Riley, stand back!" Ryan had moved behind Terranor's control panel, while the "mongrel" surrounded "Fallout" with air bombs. Salyn himself is still trying to cover the hole in his clothes. Her gas leaked, leaving the machine and even the floor rusty.

Ignoring Minions' attempts to distract him, Radiant lifted his heavily armed foot to Ryan's head, trying to smash it with his heels. Of course, Ryan has filed a patent for this authoritative move and is outraged by it.

The Courier froze time and kicked Alphonse so hard that he fell, then rolled to safety. Unfortunately, even a stop in time did not protect the messenger from radiation, as evidenced by the constant warning messages on the lenses of his armor. Advertisements close to Chernobyl may kill a normal person in a matter of seconds and a genome in a matter of minutes. They're going to have to take him down now.

However, when the courier stood up, he noticed an interesting thing. The black flux he created devoured the crimson variant of the radiation, just as a black hole devoured light.

There will be a problem later.

Ryan decided to use his trump card and opened a small compartment in the armor backpack, and a black sphere larger than a tennis ball came out. The messenger threw it at the radiation, and when time was restored, the projectile hit him.

The black orb swelled as soon as it hit the Titan's skull, turning into a biomechanical goo.

"What is this?" The radioactive fallout roared angrily, spreading over his skin and armor. Although Ryan doesn't think so, the robot's mechanical suit has no contingency to defend against hostile takeovers. The slime repurposes its steel to make more of itself, thus suppressing the red genome.

"Nanomachines, son!" Ryan gloated. They were used by Makron to extract material in areas of high levels of radioactivity, but the Courier transformed them into capture devices. After all, as president, he must fight nuclear proliferation.

After a few seconds, "Radiation" found himself encased in a black, viscous coffin; Unable to move, unable to emit beams. While Ryan's group was relaxing a little, Dr. Tellano dared to peek at his computer. Perhaps this device was just as effective for Augustus.

Then, the Saturn armor sent out an alarm message, as it noticed an unusual increase in heat.

"Beyond the safety device," the radiation roared, his body glowing more and more. Although the viscous thing tried to cover him completely, the light still came out of the small cracks, and the air became more and more sultry. "Rewrite!"

As the heat around the radiation increased, Ryan's suit sent out an alarm message. "No, no! He panicked, and the nanomachine was corroded by the massive red flux trapped in the genome. "If you continue, you're going to blow this place up!"

"But you're going to die!" Radiant replied angrily.

"Calm him down!" Ryan ordered his troops. "Calm him down!"

Lun bathed the "radioactive dust" with water and the "Mungel" with pressurized air, but neither of them did much. The lab's fire sprinklers are activated, but the liquid turns to steam before it reaches the cyborgs.

Six cracks quickly formed on the coffin of the nanomachine, and beams of particles leaked out. One hit Ryan in the chest, so strong that he could feel the heat through his armor, and the other ......

The other dog was split in half at the speed of light.

Realizing the danger, Ryan froze time. He quickly rushed to the painful sarin, grabbed the unbroken part of her dress, and sneaked behind the assembly line for cover.

When time returned, the nanomachine went out and melted into a charred shell. More scattered beams of particles came out of the radiating body, shattering the prison from within, cutting lines through the ceiling and catwalk. Metal plates fell from above, and the whole place collapsed. "Sir, calm down!" Ryan heard Dr. Terranor shouting from his hideout. "You're going to kill us all!"

Perhaps the chief scientist was afraid of hurting him, and he stopped firing particle beams in all directions. Ryan peeked at the crazy genome from his hideout.

Alphonse Manada has been freed from nanomachines, armor and humanity. He turned into a charred skeleton, surrounded by blazing flames and red flux particles. He has turned into a raging nuclear danger, and the ground beneath his feet is melting.

"Get out, help!" The radiant voice is now as roaring as the heart of a burning star, and he is looking for the president. "Come out and fight!"

He's just as resilient as Hargraves.

Ryan realizes that he completely underestimated Dy

Amis's trump card, which made him shiver; If he does not risk destroying his own headquarters, the radioactive fallout could evaporate the entire organization and the entire building. The Courier should have asked McKellen's AI to develop a superweapon to shoot down that live female bullet.

"Is there anything else that can kill him?" Shalin whispered beside Ryan, and the words leaked so much that her clothes were flattened. The courier had to stand a few meters away so that she would not corrode his armor.

"No one is going to risk killing everyone here." Ryan admitted, hearing only footsteps echoing from the previous room. Unless...

"Mr. President?"

With secret agents, who needs secret weapons?

Frank managed to climb up the elevator shaft and into the lab, his body absorbing the mechanical parts it came into contact with. The giant glanced at Alphonse Manada's otherworldly red light, and immediately connected the two.

"Soviet Mexicans!" Frank let out a roar of pure patriotism. "I knew it was all connected!"

He uncovers the real conspiracy behind everything.

Alphonse bombarded Frank with a stream of red grains, melting the outer layer of the metal giant. The nuclear genome doesn't even need his hands anymore; His chest, his mouth, his entire body were releasing energy in any direction he wanted.

However, as a true American badass, Frank withstood the radiation and caught Alphonse like a rugby player. Both colossas crashed into the wreckage of the Pterodactyl Clone Module, and the impact of the collision was enough to shake the room. For a moment, Ryan hoped that his bodyguards would turn the tide.

Despite Frank's strength, his metal hand went soft as soon as it touched the radiation. The heat was too intense, and the unique biology of the red genome gave him greater adaptability. Like Mr. Sunshine, Alphonse Manada has surpassed humanity; A living nuclear core.

The metal panels on the ceiling of the factory have been raining.

"Stop!" Ryan told Shalin that he was on the other side of the room motioning for Ryan to hide. "We've got to run before the ceiling collapses and hits us—"

"Don't waste your time with us," the hazmat girl muttered in reply. Frank let out a roar of pain, and the radiation grabbed his metal head and began to melt it. "Let's go. You and your girlfriend. ”

"What?"

"Heal!" Sarain shouted from behind the assembly line, blasting the radioactive fallout away from Frank with a blast wave. The radioactive genome emits light, and the constant explosions cause him to fall, but that doesn't throw him off balance. "Do you need the data here?" Then take it away while we keep him busy!"

"It's suicide!" Ryan protested, helping her shoot radiation with a chest laser. The red genome formed a shield of crimson particles around him, and Frank regained his footing. "If he doesn't kill you first, you'll be buried alive!"

"Now that mongrel is dead......" Hazmat girl glanced at her ally's corpse, and the possibilities his elixir represented. Now that he's gone, none of that matters. If that cancer ad kills you...... If he takes your life, it's all in vain. ”

She has come to terms with the fact that this cycle is doomed.

"Your life matters!" Ryan protested, but he almost fell due to the shaking of the ground. Constant explosions made the foundations of the plant vulnerable. "Salin, don't-"

"That's not my name, bastard!" She growled. "Why don't you go?"

"Because I'm not Adam!" While superpowers are bastards, and while he uses them for his own ends, Ryan can't let them sacrifice themselves for him. "I promised to help, and now I'm okay!"

As long as they live, they will find a way. Whether in Antarctica or elsewhere.

Shalin looked at Ryan in surprise and was speechless for a few seconds. But in the end, she made a decision. "Then remember your oath next time."

Ryan's heart beat faster, and his fists clenched tightly. "What's your name?" He asked. "Your real name?"

She watched "Fallout". "Bianca."

She rushes at him like a suicide bomber, while Ryan watches as another friend continues to die for him.

No matter how many times you loop, this part doesn't get any easier.

"Next time, I'll save you." Before freezing time, he swore to himself. The Courier and Ryan regroup, immediately grabbed Dr. Terranor and slammed him into the control panel as time returned. The dinosaur looked at him in horror, breathing profusely because it was too hot. "Open the door to the next room. Open it now. ”

"Why—" Dr. Tirano didn't protest long before Lenn put a water gun to his chin. "Well, your argument is very convincing."

Ryan froze time again, carrying Ryan and Terranor through the room. He glanced at his allies, his heart frozen. Alphonse punched a hole in Frank's half-melted chest, and a cloud of gas escaped from an empty hazmat suit. The ceiling beneath the glittering radiation began to rust.

"Why?" Ryan asked when time returned, and the trio had reached the blast door in the next room. Her helmet turned her head and glanced at the damaged pipe, and the blood that flowed from it. "Why did you turn my father into a vampire...... Why are you creating these horrors?"

"What, a knockoff?" This is just the first step in my plan!" Dr. Terranor confessed as he placed his hand on the bioscanner on the door and opened the door. "I'm improving this substance so that it can change not only the species of the host, but its entire biological class!" From mammals to reptiles!"

Ryan immediately connected the facts to the facts. "You're not going to say—"

"Yes!" The door opened, and the "genius" turned around and looked at them ecstatically. "Soon, I'll invent a fake elixir that can turn anyone into a dinosaur!"

Ryan looked at the bewildered, scaly, furry animal.

In hindsight, he should have expected such a motive.

"Both sides agreed," Tirano added, almost as an afterthought. "Being a higher reptile should be a fundamental right for mammals."

The courier wants to hate him, but he also loves dinosaurs.

A loud bang echoed throughout the facility, and the ceiling finally collapsed. Ryan barely had time to force Ryan and Tirano into a corridor of steel, just before tons of steel and concrete collapsed in the "copycat" factory. Alphonse, Frank, and Sarin were buried alive and disappeared from the Courier's sight. Dust and smoke flow through the hallway, while debris closes the exit.

Ryan and Ryan silently exchanged glances, neither of them saying a word.

Others won a minute of silence.

Ryan, Ryan, and Scully walked a short distance to the center of the facility, a large, dimly lit atrium made of thick steel and concrete. A huge mechanical aquarium stands at its center, connected to complex medical equipment, pipes, pipes, and computer systems.

As for the fish that swim in it......

This is a real spear goth, a quirky monster that is even more deformed than Duckling. a dark red protoplasmic mucus the size of a house; An amoeba is a shapeless, twisted amoeba that forms temporary eyes on a decaying surface. If that thing had been human, it wouldn't have been recognizable at first glance.

However......

Despite this, Ryan recognized him.

It was him, with his bloody mutant glory. His long-dead nightmare has risen from the ashes. Ryan dropped her water gun on the ground and rushed over to touch the cup with her hand. Spotted eyes look at his daughter, and the two are finally reunited.

In the end, the blood debt was repaid.