Wang Xu returned to New York in the mirror image of the game. The situation was the same as before the suspension, and the entire land of the Bronx was collapsing from the sky.
The other players couldn't perceive that time had been stopped, but they all quickly noticed that several people had disappeared from sight.
Wang Xu didn't have time to explain too much. He raised the Excalibur in his hand, pointed his sword at the sky, and swung his sword vigorously.
There was no sword energy or tangible energy, and no sound was heard, but the piece of land in the sky was easily divided into two like tofu, and the incision was surprisingly neat.
The two parts of the Bronx have changed their falling trajectory. The one body that fell vertically now separates towards the two sides and flies out obliquely, and the speed becomes very slow, as if there is a repulsive force at the cut. Energy is pushing huge land masses against gravity.
The moonlight passed through the gradually widening gap, and sprinkled on the pitch-black ground again, on Wang Xu's shoulder, and on the edge of Excalibur's sword.
"Reconfirm the target, Wang Xu, the threat level is too high, it cannot be judged, it will be raised to the highest priority level, the estimated time for annihilating the enemy, discarded, the output of the engine has reached the critical point, and the ultimate destruction program has locked the target." Cosmic Mecha Namu Namu He said this long paragraph at once, and the moment he finished speaking, the two mechanical arms were raised horizontally and launched an attack in the direction of Wang Xu: "Multiple strong nuclear force recoil."
Ten invisible bullets came straight at Wang Xu. Wang Xu had been prepared for a long time. He leaned Excalibur's sword on his chest, and the attack of the cosmic mecha was completely deflected the moment it touched this cold weapon.
But these energies didn't disappear, after changing direction, the moving rays became planar cutting attacks, several ballistic trajectories hit the land in the air, cutting it into multiple pieces.
It seems that in another minute or so, those huge land fragments will fall, not to mention that there are still a large number of vehicles, buildings, and countless messy objects that have already fallen from those gaps. Although the Queens District will not be completely flattened, it will basically be smashed to pieces. The five people in the Statue of Liberty may still have hope of survival, and Hama, J and K who are scattered behind Wang Xu, that is A certain death situation.
At this moment, J yelled at Wang Xu, "Dude! Go on!" He threw a small object over, but Wang Xu didn't see it clearly, so he stretched out his hand to pick it up.
And Uncle K's Type 4 atomic gun was already charging, and there was an endless buzzing sound, and white light gathered at the muzzle of the gun. He shouted at Wang Xu: "The thing in your hand may work."
Due to time constraints, Wang Xu resisted the desire to complain. Although he didn't know what he was given, he still held the TX800 fuel cell in the palm of his hand, held the sword in front of him with the other hand, and went straight to the space mecha. rush away.
"The high-energy explosive device is approaching, expanding the defensive force field." The core of the cosmic mech's chest suddenly shone brightly, and the invisible defensive wall expanded around it, and semicircular damage marks appeared on the streets and surrounding buildings. , the radius of this range soon expanded to more than 20 meters.
Wang Xu quickly ran into the defensive wall, relying on Excalibur, he managed to barely prevent the further expansion of the force field.
K's atomic gun was ready to fire, and he roared, "Put down the battery and run first! This distance is enough."
Wang Xu didn't run away, he already knew from the words of the cosmic mecha that what he was holding was a bomb, but he also knew that if it detonated at this distance, then the purpose of the cosmic mech to expand the defensive force field would be achieved. Even if a gap on one side of the expanded defensive wall is blown out, it can be closed and filled by immediately shrinking the force field.
"No! It must be forced to shrink the force field to the original five-meter radius, so that the explosion can exhaust all of its defensive energy in an instant!" Wang Xu used all his strength to hold the force field with his blade, Want to push forward, but even so, the defensive wall still hasn't shrunk by half.
At this time, a gunshot broke the deadlock.
A second ago, in mid-air, on a piece of land fragments that were falling, there was a man squatting halfway, holding a sniper rifle, aiming at the core of the space mecha and pulling the trigger.
Under the influence of the gravitational effect controlled by the cosmic mecha and the energy of Excalibur, this man seems to be standing on an object and descending at a constant speed. In fact, he is almost in a semi-weightless state, but his breathing is still steady, and his hands are still Steady, the calmness in his eyes is almost cold-blooded.
The bullet passed through countless fragments scattered in the air, ignoring the impact of shooting while moving, and the ballistic trajectory went straight to the core of the space mech.
At this moment, Wang Xu suddenly felt the pressure in front of him lighten, so he yelled, carried Excalibur forward and pushed forward, stepped on the soles of his feet continuously, and approached the space mecha.
Although the bullet's power was great, it was far from enough to smash the entire defensive force field, but it was still possible to penetrate through a single point. After all, the cosmic mecha is just a machine. After calculation, it came up with the decision to shift the center of defense, but Wang Xu's King's Sword is not a decoration. In the situation where he loses sight of the other, the two forces attack at the same time, making him have to Start to shrink the defensive force field to ensure the strength to face every force.
There was a bang, another shot, and the sniper in the air fired a second shot in less than three seconds.
He also tried his best, without reservation, and used the sniper bullets rewarded by the B-level level. Because he knew that the moment he fell to the ground, he would be crushed into meat paste by the impact immediately.
No matter who this cold-blooded gunman is who is still able to hit the target when he is about to die, he is a person with a bad back. It is not enough to avoid monsters in the air world. , It's like walking on the road and suddenly encountering a combination of three or four vicious natural disasters.
But today, he was finally favored by the god of luck, because his two shots changed the fate of everyone.
Wang Xu was already two meters in front of the cosmic mech. He threw the TX800 fuel cell into the sky, turned around and walked away. The speed was amazing.
Uncle K’s serious face still had the same expression. He aimed his gun at the falling fuel cell and said to J: “Look, boy, this is the difference between me and you. You always shoot randomly. There is one shot. And I only need one shot."
A white light spewed out from the muzzle of the four-type atomic gun, and hit the TX800 battery three meters directly above the space mecha impartially. change", so...
The explosion happened, Wang Xu flew into the sky like a baseball, and hit a home run.
The blazing light lit up the night, but J and K didn't care, they were wearing sunglasses, and the others couldn't open their eyes anymore.
Heat waves and shock waves swept over everything, even stagnating those land debris that were only tens of meters away from the ground.
Amidst the billowing smoke, a bright light gradually appeared. It was the core of the cosmic mecha, and its main body was still undamaged. "The defensive force field remains ineffective, and reverse charging begins. It is expected to resume operation in ten seconds."
"Bai..." A roar came from the air, it was Wang Xu's voice.
"Nine, eight..."
"day… "
"Seven, six..."
"Do… "
"Five, four..."
Wang Xu's figure appeared in everyone's sight again. He stepped on objects in the air, accelerated all the way, and approached the space mech. With the protection of Excalibur, he was minimally affected by gravity, at least he didn't worry about falling to his death.
"three two… "
Hama's bald head reappears, and he spreads his arms and throws J and K from behind, saving them from a toilet bowl and an entire piano.
One after another, many smaller objects have begun to fall to the ground. These objects are hardly affected by Excalibur, and their landing speed is relatively fast, and they are deadly enough.
"One." The countdown of the cosmic mecha ended, and the invisible defensive force field reappeared.
But in this short moment, Wang Xu and his last word "dream" slapped him on the horse. Excalibur's sword tip passed through the force field, barely touching the core of the space mecha.
Wang Xu stepped on the shoulders of the cosmic mecha, squatted down, and pushed Excalibur into the dazzling core.
"The sword of the house god! The raging wind and the raging waves! The wooden fish face! Give me a hard time!!" Wang Xu cursed hard... the whole body, even the hairs are exerting force, it can be said that he has exhausted every available point The strength of the sword finally pierced through the core of the cosmic mecha.
As the core's light faded, the eyes of the cosmic mecha also dimmed, it stopped making sounds, and the defensive force field also disappeared.
At the moment when everyone was about to die due to the crash, Wang Xu killed the final boss.
The final volume gathers and disperses life
Memories are an ellipsis, looking forward, it is youth, and in the blink of an eye, it is almost dusk behind
It has been more than two years since the writing. I originally planned to write a story about the four scumbags from hell, but because I was new to writing on the Internet, I knew that I had little talent and learning, and my writing was rough, so I chose a relatively unpopular supernatural class first, and wanted to use a short story to practice my writing skills , Look at the response.
"Ghost Shouting and Catching Ghosts" is such a short story.
In hindsight, this experimental work has taken up more imagination and time than I expected. I have tried to end it several times, but there are always new inspirations that drive me to continue. Try more.
Thus, the short story became a long story.
Supernatural, time travel, martial arts, online games, detectives, cities, supernatural powers, and Western fantasy. I was a little unscrupulous and carried away. Even if it is an experimental product, this book should be considered to have fulfilled its mission super-level, and it is time to die, or... at least it is time to take a vacation.
The beginning is always easy, but the end is too difficult. Web writing is not a simple one-way output process, but a long-term and highly interactive thing. The author himself, the readers, and even the characters in the book all affect the future plot and the final outcome.
The ending, this is something that Zixia Fairy and Zhizunbao can't guess, I am an ordinary person, I really can't do anything, so I want to ask Wang Xu.
The difference between novels and film and television works is that the author's imagination creates a character, but each reader's imagination makes this character different. There are a hundred Wang Xus in the hearts of a hundred people. I asked the one in my heart, what kind of ending he would have... I think I got the answer.
It’s okay for me to write here. This book will not end in tragedy. Although tragedy will make people remember deeply, this kind of profundity is not what I am after. The essence of the novel is to avoid the world and eliminate worries. I would rather you yawn and forget the plot after reading it, than remember reading a book many years later, the ending is tangled and sad, and after reading it, recommend it to others and say this classic... God, you Let me go.
Mr. Conan Doyle once wrote a preface to the last series of Sherlock Holmes's "New Detectives". Finally, I would like to quote one of them——
"Some thought it would be better to have a strange underworld dedicated to fictional characters, a fantastic and impossible place where Fielding's dandies could still woo Richardson's beauties; Scott's heroes still swagger; Dickens' jolly Cockneys still gag; Thackeray's philistines go about their business as usual.
Perhaps in some remote corner of such a temple, Sherlock Holmes and his Dr. Watson may temporarily find a place, while some shrewder detective and some less discerning partner. "
Well, I also hope that there is such a place... After the last volume is finished, let Wang Xu and Master Cat go there to stay, so what to do.