1.
The Killing Show final battle field covers a vast area, consisting of 176 boards. In addition to the players, there are also a large number of NPCs to set off the fate of the stars. Show needs enough blood.
It is shaped like a bubble, and people come here all year round, and there will be big games after the show. It shines brightly, is part of the people's life, and keeps people out. This is a cruel and heterogeneous country - a world of games and glory.
On this day, everyone saw seventeen groups of "Evaporation" multi-functional open missile groups in the real world rushing into the place, setting off fire and blowing up large areas of the stadium. Blowing heat wave.
A group of people in Xia Tian found a place to rest for a while, changed their blood-soaked clothes, counted their weapons, and even ran into a four-person team in the middle, and were recruited without much conflict.
The night was uneventful, but the pace didn't slow down in the slightest. Summer is just walking, talking, sleeping and arming, but where the carnival floats are. Uptown continues to heat up.
When they were two blocks away from the Happy Street store of Genting Department Store, they could smell the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood in the wind, and they could instantly distinguish the faint screams from the background noise.
A few people continued to move forward, and there was another explosion from that direction, like a homemade fuel bomb, and then there was silence again, obviously the weapons were insufficient.
They slowed down and carefully looked at the department store in front of them. The 30-story building towered into the sky. Even in the wasteland, it was still shining with the colors of candy, creating an attractive color bar explosion effect.
Xia Tian touched the "death vision" new tactical glasses that he found before. This is a small terminal. When opened, it will form a floating screen similar to glasses. Countless small screens are unfolded in front of the user's eyes.
The death vision is dark in color, faintly red, blocking half of the face, and the style is very cool.
"Full view," he said.
— This is a planning term, including all three-dimensional tactical vision and camera switching permissions, including all field information.
He got it right away.
The world of planners is presented in front of our eyes, which is a carnival of information.
The entire arena became a precise geometry, and the clear lines of the building were the key skeleton of the initial design. All the creatures in the building are marked with names and serial numbers, some are stars of the killing show, and some are marked as NPCs.
The main camera can see a large number of dead people lying on the ground, the corpses have lost their brains and spines, and they have become some kind of living things, crawling around and attacking humans. In the full field of vision, the "player" logo becomes an enemy.
The background information shows that the name of the local monster is "Tribe", and it is classified as "Parasite". It is a mutant that combines machinery and biology. It keeps looking for parasites, occupies the brain, and then begins to grow, turning it into a toy under its own control.
In the replay prompt screen, several monster-like figures could be seen holding down a contestant, a flesh-colored triangle-shaped creature rushed out and crawled into the man's mouth. But he quickly quieted down, his eyes stared, the lights of the sign went out, and he turned into an enemy.
Number of signs There are a total of 293 signs in the whole building.
Xia Tian could see the number, name and timeline of the group of players who were attacked. They didn't have guns in their hands, they were all cold weapons.
At this moment, the camera images flowed around Xia Tian's field of vision like carnival confetti, and the whole world was under the psychedelic light, as if it would fall apart at any time. The main picture is brightened, and it is an extraordinarily bright starlight in nothingness.
A world of crazy cameras.
Xia Tian immediately understood the situation of this battle: it was directly marked as "All Destroyed" level, it was a hopeless battle, only for spectacular death.
Thirteen of the fifteen contestants who entered had died, and the last two were about to die.
He knew these two men.
Feng Dan and Doug.
One of the most dramatic squads in The Kill Show, once sworn rivals, now life-and-death teammates.
They were the last two remaining of the gang, and they fought first class.
After five rounds of kill shows and several peripheral shows, the dramatic foes have worked together very well, and they've been through so much together.
When Xia Tian pays attention to them, the full vision automatically presents the 30-second clip of their previous battle.
It was a precise fit.
Feng Dan was seriously injured, his right hand was basically useless, and he could only use his left hand. Four monsters entangled him at the same time, Feng Dan retreated swiftly, leading them into the narrow corridor, killing one on the way.
When entering the corridor, Doug flashes out of nowhere, holding a prop sword from the mall. He is also badly injured, but kills two of them cleanly.
At the same time Feng Dan took care of the last one.
Their occasional eye contact is only fleeting, but the degree of cooperation is several levels of mastery.
Then they flashed into an office at the same time, Doug closed the door, and the monster behind bumped into it, making a "boom".
But there is no safe place in the battle of the total extinction level. A parasite hidden behind the cabinet suddenly rushed out and rushed towards Feng Dan. Doug was looking at his wound with a cold face, watching this scene.
He took a step forward without thinking, standing in front of Feng Shan.
It was pure instinct, there was no time to think about hatred and his own safety, and he only wanted the other party to survive.
The monster pierced through his lower abdomen in an instant, turning around and trying to get in, Feng Dan pulled out the head that was grabbing the thing, and suddenly nailed it to the ground with a crowbar, piercing the floor.
Doug looked at the wound in shock, like he wasn't sure what happened, how it all ended up the way it did.
Feng Dan got rid of the parasite and went to find the medical kit in a panic. Doug fell down, and Feng Dan knelt in front of him, pressing the wound, tearing off the hemostat, still not looking into his eyes, and they seldom made eye contact.
But Feng Dan kept shaking, his hands were covered with blood.
He always looked numb and calm, he didn't care about life and death for a long time, but this time he looked like a kid who just entered the killing show.
Doug looked at the terrified look of the old enemy of the same team with a strange expression. Feng Dan gave him a hemostatic needle, and then went to remove the healing bandage... He should be able to see that it is impossible to save him.
The sound of impacts is constantly heard outside, the metal is twisted and deformed, and the monster will rush in.
And they have nothing but a few fuel bombs made by temporary cooperation.
"Feng Dan." Doug called.
The other party refused to look at him, dealing with the wound in a panic.
"I'm calling you," Doug said.
Feng Dan finally turned his head to look at him, and Doug looked into his eyes and suddenly smiled. He was handsome, and his smile seemed to melt away the danger and blood in the room, making him peaceful and warm.
He said, "Make peace."
Feng Dan glared at him.
Xia Tian didn't know if Feng Dan wanted to say something, but he was not good at words and needed some time.
But there was no time.
Doug lay beside him, looking at him with an expression almost tender. His pupils were dilated, and he just died.
What was he thinking when he died, glad it was over? Realized that his death was almost like a cruel revenge for Feng Dan? Or are you thinking of something else
Between life and death, everything is so mysterious that it is difficult to tell.
The Killing Show loved the drama and found it glamorous.
Death has always had such a charm.
But whatever it was, it all came to an end.
During the live broadcast, Feng Dan stared at Doug's body, as if he still didn't understand what happened. The monsters outside broke open the door completely, and a few that crawled in from the vent had already surrounded them.
Surrounding him were countless parasites, as well as monsters with spine-like long tails longing for a living body, and only the corpses of his comrades in front of him.
He sighed, and reached out to close Doug's quiet eyes, gently, the closest they'd ever been to each other.
"Good," he said, "make peace."
He methodically opened the flammable items he had stored before, and took out a lighter from his pocket.
Xia Tian cut to the mall's internal communication channel, but he didn't have time to say anything... He didn't know what to say, what could he say.
Feng Dan lit the lighter.
Explosions are not exaggerated, after all, they are just homemade fuel bombs, using things that can be found in life, but the monsters here are not the type that can be solved with daily items.
Outside the mall, the only thing to be seen was the flames illuminating the hall for a moment, then disappearing. Even the sound was muffled.
A few were blown away by parasites and monsters, most of them just stood there, watching the scene indifferently.
Several screens in Xia Tian's field of vision turned into bright lights of explosions, but quickly disappeared.
In the key reminder shot in the bright corner, it is the scene when countless players died before. This is also the vision of Jakovsky, the chief director of Killing Show. Every second, countless deaths are repeated in front of his eyes, evaluated, calculated and fixed, waiting for editing and broadcasting.
When the line of sight turns, the struggle and death of the entire land are listed, and the priority level is marked, waiting to be dealt with.
The screen blocked half of Xia Tian's face, gathering and separating quickly around him. His face was expressionless, as if frozen, he raised his hand to adjust the global defense network.
The Killing Show arena is isolated from the outside world, but at the moment when Xia Tian connected to the defense system, the access box displayed the highest authority, directly passed through, and entered the core area of the administrator.
The Killing Show cut the main screen directly into Xia Tian's perspective, and everyone outside saw this scene.
No one could figure out what was going on. Xia Tian skillfully turned on the missile function and started loading.
Everyone stared dumbfounded.
A parasite walks out of the building.
He was a young player, not yet twenty years old, and his movements were only a little stiff. It is a doppelgänger of the Inner, where the whole of human existence is reduced to the form of a flesh-colored monster from brain to spine.
It says: "Welcome to 'The Tribe', as a superior creature..."
Before he finished speaking, Bai Lin raised his gun and shot.
He was holding a heavy gun of the vaporization series, and when he shot down, there was not even a corpse left in the opponent, and then he aimed at the gate of the building and shot again.
The shot pierced another monster hiding behind the door, and a group of players looked at him in horror.
Bai Lin ignored it, and came over from Xia Tian's assigned authority to check the overall situation in the full field of vision.
Xia Tian entered the defense system, and an endless list of weapons was displayed in front of him for him to choose. He used the Carnival series that evaporated, and the person next to him also checked the list and loaded an extra pair of ultimate firework missiles.
A circle of fighters retreated simultaneously.
Boss is on the top floor, sleeping like a baby in the dark hall, dreaming of controlling everything. It was another new product in Shangcheng, a monster mixed with machines. After a long upgrade, the limbs and equipment grew orderly in the room, with its own set of mathematical beauty.
Its separation chip will grow by itself, enter the human body, and turn those "lower creatures" into its own clones. Its biological hard disk stores the fragmented thoughts and memories of these people, and it is food to pass the time.
It calculates and raids, expanding its territory.
Xia Tian can also see its design principles, style keywords, and target consumer groups. It is a product model of a huge professional business empire.
He also knew that at this time it was marking the weapons of the adventurers and formulating tactics, and hundreds of parasites were outflanking from the back.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
When it appeared in front of Xia Tian, everything was over.
There has never been such an attack on the killing field.
Three seconds after Xia Tian pressed the attack button, something extremely bright rose behind the layers of dark clouds in the sky. The light became stronger and stronger, and the entire sky was scorched hot and clear.
The next moment, a huge explosion came from behind the clouds, resounding through the sky.
The "Carnival" series of bombs rushed into the studio with a blazing light, a big hole was broken in the sky, the dark clouds were burning red, with golden edges, and then dispersed in the high temperature.
There was a big hole in the cloud, looming behind the mist, and a white fire burned at the edge, and the fuel rained down with the flames.
Another missile struck down, directly hitting the monster's lair, and the arena instantly became extremely bright, turning black and white.
The world of aliens, heroes, and gods in the bubble is broken and connected with reality.
The flames from the explosion illuminated the faces of the soldiers on the side. They looked sad and solemn, as if mourning.
The monster on the top floor raised its head vigilantly, it was in control of everything, and it was planning a bloody pleasure. But an adventurer actually summoned a fire from the sky, completely beyond the scope of logic... Then the missile hit it.
Clusters of bones and extensions mechanized to ashes, it struggled in the explosion, screaming and falling from the top floor. Before it hit the ground, a bomb hit it, and there was nothing left of flesh, chips, living things, and metal bones.
All its parasitic corpses and biological chips were turned into fly ash in the high temperature, leaving no remains.
In the sky, sparks flashed from the pierced picture board and weather control software, and then the larger sky of "Gods" was gloomy and dark, as if it was late at night.
At the moment when the building was blown up, Xia Tian could see that the attack cases outside the arena had also reached a terrifying value, like a loud echo from the whole world.
The earth suddenly shook, and there was a distant explosion from outside the sky. The black sky was stained red, the clouds were burning, and the west direction was covered with a bewitching red edge.
There was a huge explosion outside the arena, very close together, using the burners that burned the palace.
Xia Tian looked up, when the God of War stood there, the surroundings were accompanied by the flames of war all over the sky.
A voice came from outside the arena—using an anti-gravity shuttle and a loudspeaker, it hacked a lot of permissions, and it definitely resounded throughout the upper city. The voice called: "For you, Xia Tian!"
The picture plate quickly began to recover, isolating the outside world. But the sky is getting redder, the atmosphere is brewing, and everyone can feel the commotion in the air. They wait.
The grand fireworks are about to begin.
At this moment, above the arena, the vast wasteland trembled, light and shadow moved, countless streets and buildings took off, landed and crawled under the scorched sky.
One hundred and seventy-six plates moved in an orderly manner, areas marked with extreme danger pressed towards the soldiers, and layers of buildings rose and surrounded Xia Tian.
The land is the basic rule of the floating city, like the highway in the guest show, this is not the kind of thing that will move casually, and it should never be unruly and besiege a player like a hyena.
At a higher level unknown to people, an order came down: the game must end as soon as possible, at any cost, regardless of logic.
They must kill God of War in the arena of the killing show, using the most brutal monsters, the sooner the better.
At this time, explosions can be seen everywhere in the street, and murders are emerging one after another, and no one cares. The security company and the police department are all busy, and many of their own people are also crazy.
On the Internet, people have dug out the things that the Fujin Group has done one after another to contribute to this war—carnivorous dinosaurs released for bloody news, T-virus infection delayed treatment, N-zone massacre... The killing show itself is too numerous to count. It becomes an evil enemy that one must defeat.
The crazy show enters the real world.
The Floating Void City can't stand the continued destruction.
The people of Floating Void City gave this operation a name: "Kill God".
The human world has become highly technological, but in the conversations of the residents, it is like a war between ancient gods and demons. The alternation of new gods and old gods has swept the world, and no one can get rid of it.
2.
Inside the arena, the road ahead came to an abrupt end and was connected to an overhead expressway that was obviously wider than two lanes.
This place is still in ruins, but at this time the road ahead belongs to the center of the city, and the densely packed roads rise up and stand gloomy, like the stiff tentacles of monsters.
The buildings around the fighters showed growing signs of ablation. The bright colors of all kinds of shops melted away, and the occasional advertisement flashed by, dilapidated and tirelessly lit in the wasteland, making it more and more ghostly. The maglev highways are integrated together, like lines in a giant nest.
This is "The Tyrant", a nesting creature, the ultimate monster boss of the fifth round of events.
This is the tomb prepared by the dignitaries of the upper city for the God of War.
There is also a sinister plot line. After all, the death of God of War is a grand ceremony to make money. Of course, the death must be more dramatic and cannot be wasted.
The soldiers soon saw a graffiti-style sign under the self-luminous lights of a hotel's anniversary advertisement.
Anyone looking at it knows what it is: the emblem of the Resistance.
The icon deforms to form a turning arrow.
People around are staring at it, it's just a symbol of the Rebel Army, and it can be seen everywhere in the entertainment industry. Its appearance here at this moment is just another bloody foreshadowing, in order to build a tomb for the God of War.
But there is an inexplicable force in the air.
These people rationally knew that it was not true. People fabricated all kinds of rebels just because they wanted to get some kind of compensation from the illusion... But at this moment, Yakovsky felt the chill again. He seemed to be able to feel Bai Lin's breath on the back of his neck, which was just a weak membrane away from the real world.
Xia Tian turned his head and walked towards the direction of the arrow, and the others quickly followed.
They looked at him with bright eyes, some lowered their heads trying to hide it, and some held their guns trembling with excitement.
In the lair of madness, a few straight lines could be faintly seen ahead. The melting and collapse almost buried the house, but the hard edges and corners were stubbornly exposed.
There is a conspicuous red logo on the door of the house, which is the symbol of "Alien World".
As a well-known reality game company in Uptown, the trademark of "Alien World" is a bit similar to the logo of the Rebel Army. It is not sure whether it is a coincidence or affected. In the fifth round, the stage planning was directly used as inspiration and incorporated into the clues of the competition.
Xia Tian walked in without hesitation, and a group of people followed behind.
The front hall of the Alien World Branch was dilapidated, and one side was half collapsed, because the road and shopping malls above all fell, almost burying the house.
Most buildings in the last days have been looted, but everything in this house was emptied in an orderly manner. They will soon find that the remaining energy plugboards here far exceed the needs of a game company. The buildings are protected by technology, and the shape is complete, horizontal and vertical.
In this city from the depths of the nightmare, clues of the rebel army can be seen faintly.
The soldiers searched in an orderly manner. Although they were in the arena like a meat grinder, there was no trace of fear, but excitement. There is fire burning them from the bones.
The outer "worm nest" is quite complete, only this one has collapsed. The highway and shopping mall that fell into have been severely melted, as if wrapped in gray membranes, a self-energy card can be vaguely seen inside, and the advertisement of the rival game company is also on.
And judging from the branch map on the wall, the destroyed place was an underground passage leading to the headquarters of the main city.
They melted the road with high temperature, revealing the high-alert maglev vehicle below, which was seriously damaged, but did not melt in the slightest.
Yi Xiaonan said: "Yes!"
A group of people began to clean up the remnants. Judging from the traces of old blood, corpses and guns on the ground, some people tried to pass the vehicle at any cost, but they failed.
Wei Xi quickly called up the vehicle traffic record.
Once this kind of car is damaged, all the data will be destroyed automatically. He is also capable, and he actually called out the target location of the car.
——It is the center of the tyrant's lair and the headquarters of the "Alien World".
Before the "end of the world", the "Rebel Army" was obviously well prepared. And in the center of the monster's lair, there is a big secret hidden.
The atmosphere of cleaning and inquiry is so frenzied that people just watch, their souls will be ignited by invisible flames.
Within a few minutes, Yakovsky saw nearly ten urgent news items light up again, all of which were explosions and the like, and it was hard to see how many there were.
He glanced at the dignitaries next to him, most of these people were discussing how much money they could earn by killing Xia Tian within three hours. Mr. Minkoff sat on a sofa in the salon and watched the game, with a half-smile at the corner of his mouth, which made people feel creepy.
On the screen, Xia Tian turned and walked out, saying: "Let's go and end this."
The people around followed him, their faces cold and solemn. This is no longer a game of uptown, but a warrior following the ancient gods, with an innate and only mission.
Yakovsky knew that these people could see the full view, they would see the labels, coordinates and routes of the planners, and he also knew that Killing Show was a master at selling dreams.
It's another game, there's no way Rebel information will be on the kill show...
But why not? The rebels have already taken root in the upper city. Of course, there will be someone in the planning team to establish an "alien world", and may even join the board of directors. The person who killed He Jingting was the head of the weapons department of Fujin TV Station.
Xia Tian stood in the middle of the eye of the storm. This was a storm as big as the whole world. Yakovsky could hear the sound of it growing. The surroundings were so quiet that the whole world was restless and waiting.
3.
In the Killing Show, the God of War team went to the "Rebel Headquarters" to find old secrets.
On a professional genetic website on the Internet, the number of participants in a discussion thread has reached 220, and it is still rising rapidly.
On this large website called "Initial World", there are a large number of cutting-edge people and researchers in the genetic industry active, as well as directors, screenwriters and authors looking for topics.
The discussion started because someone posted a message on the discussion board half an hour ago.
"Today, a dignitary came to consult about large-scale human body modification. According to his request, the result may be similar to the big octopus under the Fujin TV Channel 7 building in the Killing Show. I will never say that the Killing Show is outrageous. "
Someone on the 20th floor replied: "Our studio has recently received five related inquiries in a row, and one has already paid a deposit. It seems that this is the general trend of the development of genetic technology."
Yakovsky reposted this post on the official website of Killing Show, and the Temple of War quickly reposted it.
Discussions are in full swing and spread across major websites.
In the Void Salon, someone opened the window. Outside the window, the sun was hanging obliquely on the horizon. It was hard to tell whether it was just dawn or it was about to fall into the long night. Without lights, all the people and furniture in the room cast long shadows.
Yakovsky looked at another comment with an insanely high number of replies.
"Wealthy people have a long history of body modification, but excessive modification will affect human perception and self-orientation system, so it is still restrained." The man said, "But it's like we are changing the killing show day by day. As usual, the attachment to the old perception system will change. In the end, we will not be limited to only having human bodies, but want to become superhuman, become gods. It is human nature to want 'more'.
"Have we reached the point where we decide to throw out our old habits and take a giant leap forward in the evolution—or alienation—of humanity?"
In the Void Salon, those in power sat or stood, chatting about the latest changes in the situation.
Qi Xiashang was saying to a young powerful Qi Lan: "It has been so many years, and human beings have not experienced any decent evolution, but now this will be a truly cross-age threshold."
He spoke passionately: "This is true class stratification, and you'll want to be at the cusp of this evolution!"
Qi Lan listened to Qi Xiashang's theory with a smile on her face, her eyes were cold. Another high-level with no pursuit, empty and indifferent, these people want more, but don't know what they want.
As the soldiers went deep into the worm's nest, Bai Lin realized that this was really a city.
The "tyrant" did not melt away the roads, these things walked through the nets, silks, screens and cave-like cities, and new straight or twisted roads were seen from time to time, in different styles and built for different purposes.
The surrounding area is very quiet, broken display screens can be seen everywhere, and colorful advertisements are still on, the light is confusing and dim.
A six-legged, human-like creature scurried past, oblivious to the contestants, with its dead worm-like counterpart on its back.
A group of people carefully not to provoke it.
Bai Lin is sure that he has seen movies with similar setting themes as "Tyrant". Such things are always built on layers of old cultural symbols.
The planners of the killing show are ambitious, and they will not be satisfied with only creating monsters to fight and kill, but have made an epic sci-fi film as the tomb of the god of war.
—These creatures are busy, purposeful, genetically programmed to last a lifetime, and have no interest in anything else. The worms on their backs can secrete mucus similar to building-shaping products, building "cities" day and night, and the corpses have to be dug out of the buildings and discarded after death.
They will also transform invading adventurers and embed them in this strange "city", but most of the inhabitants are actually self-reproducing. Just as insects are able to leave the nest to work in a very short time, here is the same technology.
Uptown's Genetic Institute had always been a department of miracles—and mostly devils.
Silently, the soldiers moved forward in the increasingly crazy city, looking for clues of the rebels.
The panoramic viewing angle has been mostly closed due to the interference of the security system in the upper city, but it still provides enough information for the soldiers: what they need to beware of is the "patrol soldiers" in the bugs, which are some models that "evolve rapidly and attack the enemy crazily". type.
In the translucent melted wall, people occasionally see a gray film deep in the depths, a monster with a huge brain and countless legs is processing test tubes in an orderly manner, the details cannot be seen clearly, but it feels like a gene breeding room .
The nightmare's lair is so huge that it can't see the edge, and it is expanding at an alarming speed.
This kind of scene once belonged to dreams, movies, games and novels, and everything it did was to let people have a stimulating and happy hour.
And now the whole world is accumulating huge resources to make monsters come true.
People move towards the dream world and no longer care about reality.
Everyone in the upper city was watching this scene through the camera, watching the devil come true and want to kill the god, and clenched their fists.
During the kill show, fragments of self-evident billboards flashed around the fighters, and the image on the screen changed.
Bai Lin's whole body tensed instantly, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.
All that appeared on the screen were Xia Tian's faces.
It’s a guest show video that sells crazy in Shangcheng. Xia Tian is locked on the torture rack, surrounded by countless hollow and painful faces of pig iron statues. The “snake” grabbed his long hair and forced him to look up. He was crying and looked painful. to the extreme...
Bai Lin studied the damn sex scene in the guest show just to find out what he said when he had a nervous breakdown. But he hasn't watched the video of Xia Tian being abused so far... He can't watch it.
At this moment, the nightmare suddenly appeared grandly, appearing on all the screens, with the words: Welcome Your Excellency God of War to the City of Tyrants.
The fonts flowed and changed into a fancy effect, reflecting the ghostly streets of the main city.
This is a terrifying and grand official publicity, but instead of the enthusiastic cheers, quarrels, conflicts and deaths of the Floating Void City, there is a strange and unified silence.
At the same moment as the advertisement came on, all the busy creatures around stopped suddenly, turned to them, and stared. Even the ones without eyes.
Bai Lin unconsciously reached out to grab Xia Tian's arm, which was irrational, he knew that he had to restrain himself in front of the camera, but he couldn't control it, otherwise he couldn't think!
Xia Tian also leaned forward a little, and his shoulder touched him, making people feel at ease.
God of War looked at the scene around him with a cold face, he was used to it.
In the broken screen, the lights of the guest show shone on Xia Tian's face, giving him a sense of brilliance. The fancy subtitles continued to appear, the words were monotonous and overwhelming, and the entire space was dyed red.
It called Xia Tian a "sacrifice of carnival" and said that his arrival here would be a celebration of self-release for the local residents.
Some bugs who are not here watch from a distance, and occasionally see human faces, which appear dull due to genes or psychedelic hormones.
In the panoramic view, the data of a column called "Big Sensing" suddenly soared, and all the monster patrols stopped. Then, they saw countless small dots marked "Soldiers" turn around and surround them in their direction.
Someone behind him cursed, Eric quickly raised his gun, loaded the weapon, and the others reacted, ready to fight.
At this moment, all the bugs onlookers suddenly stood upright, waving their claws wildly. There was a chirping sound of unknown meaning, very monotonous and disorganized.
The surrounding area was still as quiet as a cemetery just now, but the next moment, so many insects screamed at the same time, and the sound was instantly loud like a tsunami, filling the entire city.
Yi Xiaonan was so frightened that the gun almost dropped, they were all veterans, they shouldn't have such a reaction, but at this moment, everyone felt the same familiar but extremely twisted thing.
As stars, they have all seen similar scenes when they leave the Killing Show arena, do promotions or banquets.
The residents were jumping wildly, waving their claws and shouting, some kind of violent emotion controlled them, and the air was filled with the smell of hallucinogens and energizers.
It is more efficient and orderly than the real upper city, and all the residents are emotionally unified, with an extremely regular coldness, following the direction led by the "tyrant", and the ecstatic resonance reaches its peak in an instant.
At the same time, "soldiers" also appeared.
These creatures had protruding mouths full of fangs, strong hind legs, and a look of grief and anger on their faces. With bony gun barrels embedded in their shoulders, they were born to fight.
Although they have no human appearance, they maintain the perfect tactical team camp, approaching at gunpoint without fear, and the most perfect security tactical team in Uptown has no such reaction.
Xia Tian didn't even think about it, and shot two shots at the soldier who was approaching.
He used a doomsday terminator large-caliber gun, and the two energy bullets hit the head monster, but the impact only made it roll to one side, broke a few bones, rolled, and even rushed over .
Bai Lin took one more shot to kill this thing, and Xia Tian raised his gun to shoot the other ones that rushed over.
Everyone starts shooting. The killing show is a stage, no matter how flustered it is, this group of people can always say a few words, make a joke, or scold the organizer... But at this moment, they didn't say a word.
The whole world is immersed in carnival noise, but it is also a huge and endless grave.
Language doesn't belong here.
The soldiers maintained their attacking formation, sprayed repellant near the big hole, and left the area.
Bai Lin checked the route, and he was still paying attention to Xia Tian, who covered the crowd's retreat and rushed to the front.
At this time he saw Xia Tian shaking, looking down at something.
Bai Lin didn't realize it for a moment, Xia Tian turned his head and exploded a monster's head at the same time, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it. But in a flash of his mind, Xia Tian disappeared from sight.
Bai Lin was stunned for a moment, he didn't care about a monster pounced on him, and rushed in that direction.
He immediately saw a big hole that melted open at Xia Tian's feet, and that person fell into it.
Bai Lin rushed to the front, it was very dark below, there was even an advertising screen, dyeing the surroundings dark red. A monster grabbed Xia Tian's leg and dragged it in. The latter fired a shot at it, directly headshot it, and stood up. He looked up and saw Bai Lin.
Xia Tian smiled at him, Bai Lin also subconsciously smiled, and stretched out his hand to pull him out.
This person is still injured, and I don't know if the biological earphones are clean, but no matter how dangerous the environment is, he is alive and kicking—
At this time, he saw that Xia Tian's face changed, and he raised his hand, as if he wanted to stop something, but in the end he only touched his own neck... A chain of nothingness caught him at that moment, and pulled it down.
He swayed, and the road under his feet opened a dark crack at the right time, like a bottomless abyss.
Xia Tian fell backwards.
Bai Lin suddenly realized one thing - the whole attack was aimed at the "God of War".
The man was still looking at him when he fell, and the light from the video shone on his face like a ball of light... It disappeared into the darkness in a blink of an eye.
Bai Lin didn't even think about it, and jumped down.
4.
Bai Lin rushed into the darkness below without hesitation.
He didn't know where it was, he just stared at Xia Tian.
Dirty wine-red light swept across his face, there were countless faces of Xia Tian's pain, and a holographic one appeared from time to time. Shangcheng didn't know how many rounds he had orgasmed like this.
He chased towards the extreme depths, the gunfire illuminated the tunnel, and it got darker and darker as it went down. The light and shadow of the advertisement were weird, as if it was for a monster with completely different vision to watch. He vaguely saw a terrifying figure in the dark, but it was not real, and it would never appear in a nightmare like that. This is a chaotic hell on earth.
I don't know if the planners really imagined what they would look like, and included them in the chart one by one with great interest. Maybe not at all, when you play with technology in this way, the creatures in the dark create their own worlds.
Bai Lin walked through this terrifying city without any expression, like a piece of solid ice that refused to melt, without any fear in his eyes, he just rushed forward.
He saw the heavy gun that Xia Tian left on the ground, that person would never drop the gun in any situation.
Bai Lin took out a Destroyer directional bomb, tore open the shell with his teeth, and threw it forward. The sound of the explosion was huge and dull, the whole earth was shaking, and the light was pure, as bright as the sun.
The wall melted by the large film and television city promotional board passed his vision, and it was full of enthusiastic or cool faces of stars, but the fusion was not smooth, densely packed with tumors.
At this moment, the light of Xia Tian's gunfire in front of him flashed, no matter what happened to that person, he finally drew a pistol and fired.
Bai Lin rushed forward a few more steps, he saw Xia Tian's long hair flashing past under the light of the gunfire and advertising screen.
Regardless of what was in front of him, he rushed forward, grabbed his back collar, and dragged him back with all his strength.
Under the instant firelight, Bai Lin saw the monster at the end of the tunnel. A huge creature with countless arthropod claws was waiting there, like a torturer, with its own "palace". Its eyes have long since degenerated, and its six empty pupils are open. Its face is almost human, but it also has a strong sense of insects, cold, inorganic, cruel and primitive, with only the most savage desires.
In the darkness, there was another huge thing rushing towards him. Bai Lin didn't even look at it, and fired another directional bomb.
His hands were trembling, but at the same time he fired fifteen shots in a row, all of which were large-caliber artillery, equipped with bomb functions, and even he himself did not expect to be able to shoot at such a speed.
At the same time, he held on to Xia Tian, and dragged him five meters back, repeating nervously in his mind: It's all right, it's all right, he's here, it's all right.
Summer is a top fighter, people believe that he is omnipotent on the field.
But now, he was drenched, his long hair was disheveled, and he was spasming uncontrollably.
Bai Lin knew what it was, it was the chain in the back of Xia Tian's neck leading to the abyss, the end connected to the most vicious place in this decaying place, for the "gods" there, playthings should only do what they wanted him to do effect.
He held Xia Tian's arm tightly, pulling him back, the man curled up, and let out a very slight choked sob. He was in such agony that he could not even make a sound.
The surrounding advertising screens are full of pornographic scenes, showing how those people tied him to the big wine-red bed with hoses. His body lines were stretched to the extreme because of pain, and he was full of eroticism. Seeing this, Bai Lin was extremely irritable and wanted to smash the whole world into pieces.
At this moment, he heard gunshots coming up from behind. It was obvious that no matter where it was below, he was not alone. Everyone in the team followed without hesitation.
Bai Lin dragged Xia Tian over, joined his comrades, and gained a little breathing time.
He lowered his head to check Xia Tian's situation, the powerful warrior was in his arms, leaning on his shoulder, the headband disappeared somewhere, and the sweat soaked his long hair, scattered on Bai Lin's arm, inexplicably matching the picture on the screen . As if he was a porn star and that's the only way he should be used.
But the man still drew the pistol in his hand, and tried hard to pull the safety valve back to the setting.
Bai Lin carefully smoothed Xia Tian's hair, the hair was soft, slightly curled at the edges, and slipped over his fingertips. Another casualty of Uptown, like a carnage...so good, bright and complete, falling apart in a game of depravity.
It took Xia Tian a while to focus his eyes and see him.
He opened his lower lip and murmured, "It's okay, it's okay..."
Bai Lin's finger that touched him trembled slightly.
Xia Tian tried his best to smile at him, grabbed his collar and wanted to stand up, Bai Lin hurriedly lifted him up, the group continued to retreat, soldiers gathered around them, and killed the monsters that surrounded them.
He turned his head to look ahead, calculated his position, then took a step back, and the heavy gun fired three shells in succession, blasting a path through the solid wall.
He dragged Xia Tian to the tunnel that was emitting gunpowder smoke, no one asked, and everyone followed them without hesitation.
The ambiguous wine red is still shining around, Xia Tian finally opened the insurance, and fired a shot at the monster attacking behind. Even at such a point, the headshot is still direct, extremely precise, and it is the killing instinct engraved in the bone.
So dazzling, lighting up his whole world.
There is probably only summer in the world that can go this far, Yakovsky thought.
The dignitaries cut off his limb reflexes, so that he can only endure the pain obediently, but the medical nanobots are still working, constantly repairing the damaged body...
The last time Jakovsky, and the only time he faced Xia Tian directly, was in a guest show not long ago. Xia Tian was lying on the bed, lifeless and unresponsive, a group of people surrounded him for rescue. The dignitaries nearby yelled that he had to live.
Yakovsky was there, thinking how alive he used to be, and now those people finally made him like this.
The doctor in charge at the time even pulled him aside, saying that Xia Tian couldn't survive—he had reminded that marrow eaters couldn't use this—he didn't want to live. Why can't he just die? People can't even die these days
Indeed, what the rich and powerful want must have, and death cannot stop this greed. In the end, this group of people even used their experimental techniques, dragged Xia Tian back from the land of death, and continued to have fun.
So many people were killed in the massacre in District N, didn't it just because it was interesting, so they killed it as soon as they said it.
Now, the control panel for the chip is in the hands of the board, allowing them to stimulate the brains of their prey to inflict any degree of pain at will. You can't get rid of them, you don't get better, you just suffer and rot.
Yakovsky went to get the wine bottle, then paused for a moment, reached out to zoom in on the panoramic view, and checked the building lines.
not quite right...
On the screen, countless people in the upper city are watching the god of war weakly falling to the ground in the pornographic images, and the power of the devil devours and tortures him, dragging the hero into the abyss.
His comrades grabbed him and retreated...but Bai Jing'an did not retreat.
Ahead of his cannon fire was a gloomy tunnel leading to the great "nursery" where countless blind worms were busy.
A group of people rushed into it, but did not go up along the way. Bai Jing'an walked forward, obviously calculated a position, grabbed the energy tube that burned the palace and embedded it in the wall, and then took out a directional bomb.
He moved with great momentum, and the people behind him didn't ask anything, just handed him their weapons, as if he should lead the battle for granted. He has that aura about him.
The cannon fire lit up in Bai Jing'an's hands, the light was too strong, illuminating everything so brightly, unlike ordinary people's battles. Yakovsky surveyed the path ahead, his face grim.
Bai Jing'an led people into a new corridor, but instead of going forward, he fired to the side and forward, blasting a passage horizontally...
The strange fire light shone on him, and the shadow reflected behind him was huge and pitch black, as if something terrible was coming out of his body.
No, not sideways, there is a subtle angle to the direction he exploded...
Yakovsky suddenly realized what Bai Jingan wanted to do.
He is going to the headquarters of the alien world.
He didn't even look at the various corridors and tunnels in the worm nest, and forcibly used heavy guns and rocket launchers to blast a way to the "Rebel Headquarters" through the walls, ground and halls.
At this time, he had clearly destroyed seven passages, three underground halls of tyrants, and an underground highway that had not yet been melted down. He was extremely focused, and his eyes were full of destructive cruelty and hatred.
His methods were rough and extremely murderous, but effective.
"Tyrant" didn't expect this line at all, and the subordinate insects hadn't had time to surround it. This young man who is always expressionless, alienated and indifferent is so violent in his tactical thinking, pointing to the point—
Jakovsky got goosebumps all over his body.
He couldn't explain why... The thought just now flashed by, as if he had grasped something mysterious and huge.
He looked at Bai Jing'an on the screen, the surrounding was dark and weird, the dazzling light from the gunfire illuminated his face, he seemed to be shining, so dazzling, in a dark place, everyone's eyes could only focus on him.
But this light is too cold, deadly and crazy, and one does not know where it will lead people.
At this time, Yakovsky was hiding in a dark tool room in the main building.
He was holding the wine bottle, and the screens like stumps made this place look like a ghost.
Qi Xiashang's "ultra-urgent" message bombarded him - 101, he ignored it and turned off the reminder.
The new boss is furious because he asked Jakovsky to cut the use of the penalty chip, suggesting that Xia Tian's pain is the aftereffect of ripping off the earphones, or suggesting that there is a toxin in the worm's claw. Let Xia Tian's reaction become a normal situation in the show, and don't involve off-court.
Jakovsky ignored him and fanned the flames in the clip.
He told everyone that Xia Tian was not a misjudgment, but a chain at a higher level grabbed him—and the scenes of the surrounding guest show sacrifices complemented each other. The battle is never limited to the worm nest, the gods of the sky participate in the whole process, and the battlefield is the whole world.
Qi Xiashang didn't understand the true magnificence of this war at all. This was no longer a trick on the field, but a huge game played by the whole world.
Its fascination was so terrible that it surpassed the limit of his imagination, and it involved the whole human world.
Jakovsky clutched the bottle and stared at the main screen. It's a war that really involves the destruction of the world, good and evil, the future of humanity, devils and gods, old gods and new gods... a truly epic war.
The world is the sacrifice.
This, he thought to himself, is the top marketing.