The Difference Engine's words pointed out the crux of the matter. Although the world in the past and the world in the present are dominated by humans, with the supernatural elements, whether the development of society can be reproduced before is something that Jenkins is not sure about.
As for it saying that Jenkins can't go back... Jenkins has never thought about going back, let alone "moving" the original world to miss the past.
"So what? At least I have seen it, and all your ideas are just ideas."
Jenkins said without panic, but the fragmentation of the world behind him became more severe. The dim yellow light representing the doomsday disaster, even left him only the part of the world in the shadow can be kept intact, and the rest of the dream scene will disappear.
At this moment, it seemed that they had returned to the eighth layer of delusion, but this time they were fighting against the core of the difference machine.
"After I get rid of you, I will have tens of millions of years to construct the world I want based on the entire material world. At that time, the parameters of the model can be adjusted according to the current situation. The reason we build the model is just In order to guide the future, not to determine the future, so, in fact, there is not much gap in what we know."
Behind Jenkins, a giant steel tree loomed in shape, but after all, it couldn't stop the full strength of the Calamity Beast.
"It's not that I lost the debate to you, but I admit that I lost the first round."
As he spoke, Jenkins stroked lightly in the air, and the illusions belonging to both sides collapsed at the same time. He is the initiator of the dream. Although he loses to the opponent in the dream, at least the power to end at any time still belongs to him.
And with the end of the fantasy dream, they returned to Nolan Square in the strange world again. The conversation in the dream was only a fleeting moment, and it was still the moment when Jenkins had just reached out and touched the orb.
His fingertips have turned into metal, and the spreading metallization is still extending towards his arms and even his heart.
The sound of gears turning in the ball was loud, and even if Jenkins wanted to withdraw his palm, it seemed that his palm was stuck to the surface of the ball.
The empty left hand waved towards the distance, and the backpack left by the chocolate on the roof next to the square immediately flew over. In the backpack, the pistol cast from the furnace fell into the palm of Jenkins, and the bullets cast from special metals jumped into the chamber automatically one by one.
With a calm face, he aimed his gun at the ball—
boom!
After pulling the trigger, there was no ordinary sound of sparks exploding. On the contrary, the space in front of him shattered with the firing of the bullet. The shattered space affected Jenkins' hand and the ball at the same time, and the two immediately separated to avoid the shattered space fragments.
It was as if the world was a painting, and Jenkins shot a hole in the painting. This weird scene lasted for a few seconds before returning to normal, and obvious depressions appeared on the surface of the metal sphere.
The ball wanted to stay away, but Jenkins unhurriedly raised the muzzle of his gun again and pulled the trigger. The father and others who were closest to him could clearly see broken black lines appearing on Jenkins' palm at the moment of shooting, and this shot once again caused a space rupture on the ballistic trajectory.
Although the metal ball escaped the bullet, it was affected by the shattering of the space. It had no choice but to go up into the sky, but it didn't completely move away.
Jenkins raised his gun and aimed it at the sky again, and explained himself:
"I once saw myself in another possibility in a strange world full of possible futures. The 'I' tried to take on the sins and defeat the beast of disaster. He was part of the core split from the difference engine , learned the knowledge of machinery, and then used that part of the core 'dead' metal, combined with my knowledge of gears and machinery, to forge a gun."
Jenkins, in two of the three possibilities, has the gun. That gun is both a numbered item and a special manifestation of an ability. It goes to show that if Jenkins doesn't come, then Jenkins must have that gun as his final weapon.
Jenkins has touched the gun that can easily shatter space in the strange world, so he knows all the structures of the gun. He is not that Jenkins, and cannot fully restore the full power of that terrifying weapon, but with the help of the furnace keeper, the gun he is holding at this time also has impressive power.
It's just that the gun in the possibility doesn't need a physical bullet because it's part of "Jenkins" itself. The guns cast by Jenkins are essentially just matter, so they need physical bullets.
In the furnace, he combined the remaining bullets with the devil's cocoon to create some bullets, and he also had a special bullet obtained from the blood therapy town in his hand, which was the remaining power.
Jenkins didn't want to compare the power of this gun with the Holy Sword of Bone, but in terms of destructive power, the gun in his hand would definitely not lose to the Holy Sword. The structure of this gun is the crystallization of all the strength and wisdom of that Jenkins, which is equivalent to the big bronze book in Jenkins' hands.
In the Twilight Zone of Possibilities, the other Jenkins didn't use the gun at full strength in the city, so he was stopped by Jenkins. But now Jenkins has no such worries, his arm seems to be integrated with the gun, and the flow of spirit makes the flesh and machinery perfectly harmonious——
The space of the ballistic trajectory is fragmented, as if a bullet left bullet marks on the surface of the mirror. The metal ball didn't dodge this time, and a translucent gear-shaped black barrier bloomed in front of it.
After the bullet hit the barrier, everyone saw a grotesque scene made of color blocks, like a group of colorful butterflies exploding in the air. It was silent, gorgeous and abnormal, but there was also a kind of inexplicable horror.
The bullets almost died together with the barrier, and at the same time, the ball behind the barrier finally started to take the initiative to attack.
In Jenkins' impression, he has never seen a few times when the Calamity Beast made a full-out attack. Either the opponent was completely suppressed, or the opponent was completely suppressed. And sublimation's difference machine shot is no longer simply shooting out metal tentacles, or releasing toxic gray mist and black smoke.
A group of people on the ground saw the sky descending and the starry sky getting closer to the ground.
"Space changes!"
I don't know which demigod said it, but he can only say this sentence. The falling night sky brought the black hole in the sea of stars closer to the people on the ground, and the sinful power of the beast of disaster, just approaching it would have the effect of corroding the soul.
Seeing this situation, Jenkins did not try to capture the trajectory of the metal ball, but fired three shots into the sky. Three particles shot into the starry sky. It took a few seconds before the group on the ground heard the sound of bullets breaking through the space.
Three huge holes appeared in the oil painting of the starry sky, and the downward trend was stopped immediately.
"How many bullets do you have?"
Jenkins heard Dad ask behind him.
"There are three cast bullets left, and one special bullet. This won't work..."
Suddenly, he swung his right hand into the air, and Jenkins held the fiery red spiral sword in his palm, and hit the metal ball that rushed towards his face head-on.
The muzzle of the left hand was aimed at the ball hit by the big sword, and there was another explosion. The bullet followed the depression made by the first bullet and penetrated into the inside of the ball, and then the ball exploded in front of everyone's eyes.
Billowing black smoke rushed towards the crowd, and the demigods behind them immediately called the wind to blow the black smoke away.
"it's over?"
Mr. Gilbert asked incredulously. .
"How could it end? The ball is just an incarnation, and the real core is still in the starry sky."
The shattering of the ball triggered further changes in the Paradise, and the shattering of the space finally shattered the entire Nolan. Starting from the edge of the strange land, the big collapse spread to the whole world. Everything fell into nothingness. After enduring unbearable pressure for a long time, this small world finally returned to peace.
Everyone also noticed the fading world in the distance, but they couldn't do anything. Seeing everything around him gradually returning to nothingness, nothingness swallowed up all matter, space, and time. In the end, only the circular area under everyone's feet remained unbroken under the protection of the demigods.
The world has returned to calm, nothingness, only the starry sky above the head is still twinkling. The starry sky is still descending until it almost coincides with them. They stood on the circular floor, floating in the starry sky like this.
In this pitch-black silence, the behemoth hidden in the starry sky became more and more clear. But still no one is worried or even frightened. People are ready to face all this. This will be the most glorious battle in their lives.
Jenkins bent down and took out the mirror from the backpack under his feet. It was given to him by the old demigod of the Craftsman Union before he died. The mirror can directly see the core of the difference engine.
Hang the mirror on your chest and aim it at the starry sky around you. The mirror immediately shoots a ray of light, pointing to the darkness of the distant stars. Jenkins raised his gun and fired again, but this time it had no effect.
"There are the last two bullets left."
Thinking in his heart, he retracted the sword in his right hand, transferred the gun to his right hand, and still held the eager chocolate in his left hand.
Chocolate wanted to jump out from just now, but was stopped by Jenkins. It didn't understand what Jenkins meant, and the cat even started to think wildly, thinking that Jenkins hated himself and didn't want himself to help it.
But Chocolate is a very confident cat, and he quickly thought that maybe Jenkins was worried that the "great" cat's attack would scare the machine away, so he had to wait until the key parts of the core of the body appeared before letting him do it.
"Meow~"
That's it, so Chocolate still nestled in Jenkins' arms, silently waiting for his chance to make a move.
"Since you said you were going to fight me, why didn't you come out now?"
Jenkins called out to the stars around him, his eyes on the light of the mirror on his chest. He wasn't sure how strong the opponent's body core was, but at least the difference engine couldn't completely ignore the gun's effect.
With two bullets left, Jenkins knew his chances were numbered.