Doomsday Cruise

Chapter 5: Track 5 in the fog

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Both Mo Xiaoyao and Leyin were stunned!

They watched helplessly that the little monsters who seemed to have eaten invincible and were so difficult to deal with were hit by the wind blade one by one, and let out a whine.

Blue blood burst out from their bodies and dripped on the track, corroding small pits one by one. Only then did they realize that the first thing that spewed at them just now was not saliva at all, but their own blood.

poisonous!

For a second, the three of them were almost in sync.

In Jiang Yan's terrifying sonic attack of "injuring the enemy one thousand and self-damaging eight hundred", the small stage continued to shoot wind blades in all directions while trembling as if on drugs.

In other words, this should actually be called a sound blade, right

Under the full firepower of the small stage, the three little monsters obviously couldn't make it through. They didn't seem to have the option of retreating in their thinking, and continued to attack this side desperately while whining.

From the large and small wounds cut by the wind blade, blue blood flowed out continuously, sliding across their metallic skin, drop by drop, following the rhythm of their bodies running—and then, when shaking their bodies , shot like a sharp arrow at the three people standing on the small stage.

Fortunately, Mo Xiaoyao knew the meaning of "the trapped beast is still fighting", and he did not dare to relax at all, fearing that the boat would capsize in the gutter and die from the last bullet.

Under Mo Xiaoyao's control, the small stage showed an agility that was completely incompatible with its figure, dodging left and right, shaking and flying.

Leyin tapped out the rhythm with one hand, and firmly grasped the fence behind him with the other hand, and couldn't help complaining: "Sister Xiaoyao, calm down, I'm about to vomit."

Mo Xiaoyao replied indifferently: "Can the things you spit out be as powerful as what they spit out?"

Leyin shook her head: "I'm a human, not a monster."

Mo Xiaoyao: "If you don't want those things to smear your face when the speed is faster, hold it back and don't vomit."

Le Yin: Okay, at this time, people with motion sickness have no human rights.

Fortunately, Jiang Yan is very powerful. Under his terrifying sound wave attack, colorful wind blades are shot out one after another. No matter which corner the little monster jumps to, or even if they stretch their claws into the mist again, the wind blades will be shot out one after another. Can cut them accurately and make them bleed blue blood again.

As the blood on their bodies gradually decreased, the movements of the little monsters also slowed down, as if what flowed out was not only blood, but also energy similar to gasoline. They didn't run as fast, and even if their claws grabbed the edge of the stage again, they couldn't do as much damage as before.

Occasionally, a few drops of blood splashed on the floor of the small stage, and the damage caused was only a shallow layer. It still had a corrosive effect, but at least it would not be fatal.

When Jiang Yan sang "Shoot when it's time to shoot" for the fifth time in a loop, the last little monster fell down whining under the attack of the wind blade, and the three of them got rid of this seemingly endless situation. Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then what, let's take it slow first." Leyin was the first one who couldn't hold on anymore. His position was always at the back of the crowd, the one closest to the danger. It was already very easy for him to shout out without losing his composure along the way. I admire myself. Coupled with motion sickness, he now wants to throw the drumsticks and sit on the ground to have a good rest.

"Take a break first, and change to me in a minute." Jiang Yan agreed with his suggestion, and the relaxation was very good.

Of course, the most important thing is that apart from the two damaged cars before, the other cars within his sight are still struggling to deal with those little monsters one by one, and all they can do is concentrate on driving and overtaking happily. .

Leyin sat down, panting heavily, holding two drumsticks in her left hand, while pulling her collar to fan the wind with her right hand. Even though it was winter, and he wore so little, he was sweating profusely, which was so hot that he didn't want it.

Mo Xiaoyao's pressure was relieved a lot without having to dodge the surprise attacks of the little monsters behind her all the time, but she couldn't rest yet, so she had to continue to focus on the track ahead.

Then, she wanted to swear.

Bypassing a flying carpet that was already stained red with blood, Mo Xiaoyao didn't even look at the people above who were fighting desperately with the little monster, and turned to ask his two teammates.

"Do you like roller coasters?"

"Huh?" Le Yin, who was sitting on the ground, raised his head blankly, but he couldn't see anything because the drum set blocked his view.

Jiang Yan calmly raised his toes and tapped the drum: "One minute, get up, change shift." He saw that, but he couldn't hide it, what else could he do

"Oh, wait for me to get up." Leyin didn't count the time himself, he felt that it was almost time just after sitting down, but he didn't have the heart to sit still at such a critical moment. Supporting the floor behind her with both hands, Leyin exerted a little force on her legs, changed from a sitting position to a squatting position, and slowly stood up.

Then, he fulfilled Mo Xiaoyao's desire to swear: "Fuck!"

If for the three of them who have gradually adapted to high-speed driving, continuous S-shaped sharp turns are nothing, and those cars that are fighting against little monsters and causing them to drive erratically are nothing—then the front is visible to the naked eye. What about a one-armed giant slalom track in

"The roller coaster you mentioned is this?" Leyin's voice has changed, trembling, and shrill like a special creature from somewhere.

"Otherwise?" Mo Xiaoyao looked at him calmly and helplessly, "Don't rest, we have to speed up, otherwise we will definitely not be able to get on - have you ever played with a mini four-wheel drive? When you go through that kind of big roundabout, If one of the batteries and the motor failed, it just fell from mid-air."

Leyin nodded, and hurriedly prepared to start work, and then after he hit the first note, he let out a "huh" in surprise.

Jiang Yan just took the opportunity to rest for a while, "Let's swing the oars" was rare and temporarily disappeared from the ears of the three of them, and the small stage slid forward entirely by inertia. And because the previous speed was very fast, even if it was coasting by inertia, it didn't slow down much, and it still maintained a speed of about 120 miles.

But according to Mo Xiaoyao's previous 20-second experience, there are only a few seconds left before he stops completely.

Seeing that Leyin had already started beating the drum kit, Jiang Yan was not in a hurry to start playing himself. He crossed his hands, slowly turned his wrists, and moved his fingers that were stiff due to long-term and high-intensity playing.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yan stood up and moved closer to Leyin, but he didn't see anything, the drum set was still the same drum set, but the drummer's expression became a little different.

Also, the rhythm of hitting is different.

"My place has become a song-playing game!" Leyin's voice was full of ecstasy, isn't it? After a long loop of the single "Let's Swing Oars", how eager he is to change the tune.

"We can't see it here, please describe it." Jiang Yan was still very calm, and walked around Leyin's drum set, and soon discovered that although he was the only one playing, but the small stage Played the speed that the two of them had before.

Leyin kept working, without looking at Jiang Yan. His eyes were fixed on the drum set about 15 centimeters above, as if there was an invisible screen there, which was constantly refreshing the notes and positions he wanted to hit.

"It's just a game of playing songs." Leyin's drumsticks hit the drum set continuously, making a very impressive rhythm, "There will be cursors coming along the track, and different tracks indicate different drums. In the end, as long as you hit the beat accurately, even people who don't know music can play great results."

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows, seeming to understand that he had seen something similar to the description on his little nephew's cell phone. Without wasting any more time, the man Shi Shiran walked back to his place, put his hands on the keys, and pressed a note at will.

Then, in front of him, a light screen similar to Yueyin's theory appeared. Compared with the description that lacked logic and aesthetic feeling, he still felt that this kind of intuitive display was better.

Trying to press the keys according to the color of the note given by the light screen, Jiang Yan's eyes were fixed, and he immediately felt a completely different touch from the previous one. After the first few misses due to unfamiliarity with the game, his movements became more and more proficient, his movements became lighter and lighter, and the speed of the small stage reached another level.

Under Mo Xiaoyao's control, the small stage successfully turned the last S-curve. In front of it was a straight and smooth road of 500 meters. At the end of the road was the entrance to the big roundabout.

Obviously, these 500 meters are for them to speed up.

"Both of you, find a place to fix yourself, we're almost at the entrance."

Among the three, only Mo Xiaoyao didn't have any light screens for playing songs in front of him. She guessed that it should be because of the helmsman, the light screen, speed, and road cannot be completely synchronized.

"There are two groups of people in front, and there are no monsters behind them, and the speed is very fast." Mo Xiaoyao stepped forward to the front of the railing, grasping tightly with both hands, letting the dark bass rest on her chest Swinging back and forth, "I guess your light screen is related to the monster, if you can't kill it or get rid of it, you can only keep it as it is, and you can't speed it up."

"You make sense." Jiang Yan agreed with this speculation, "The song here is nearing its end, and it can be finished before it enters the orbit. I guess it will depend on the current forward inertia and our gravitational acceleration. "

Mo Xiaoyao nodded, but did not speak, the knuckles of the hand holding the railing were already turning white. God knows, she has always stayed away from entertainment like roller coasters. She was dragged away by her friends, and she was only a luggage watcher below, and she would never go up by herself.

Who would have thought that the first time she rode a roller coaster in her life, she would bet on her own life

"End!" Leyin finished his song a second before the small stage was about to rush onto the track, and then he dropped the drumsticks and quickly sat down on the ground facing the railing.

Stretching his arms to the railing in front of him, he inserted his hands into the horizontal railing in a pull-up posture, and then clung to it tightly. Two legs also protruded from the gap, hanging vertically under the small stage in mid-air.

If Leyin is not at the end of the small stage, with his current appearance, it is also possible to go to the boat as an octopus figure.

Jiang Yan had fixed himself already. He went to the other side of the railing where there was no one there, and stared forward with deep eyes. He had already done everything he could do, and so did his companions. My own fate is decided by the small stage under my feet.

Life, or death, is just a matter of ten seconds in the future.

With a "click", the small stage maintained the previous speed and inertia, entered the orbit of the big roundabout, rushed to the top of the highest point along the established trajectory, shouldering the fate of three people.