I fell down!
It must have been the clown!
That guy just blew up the shuttle!
Long Qi quickly grasped the core of this incident.
Of course, he's not dead yet, and Raven must have intervened.
At the level of the extraordinary species, although Long Qi still tried his best to capture the relevant scenes, it was destined to be impossible.
He could only fall all the way, spinning around, and finally caught two bursts of fire in the sky, confirming that the shuttle was cut into two pieces. As for the tiger who was on the same shuttle with him, it is really difficult to judge whether he has also fallen down or whether he has been chopped into pieces by the clown.
He doesn't have the energy to think too much. The most realistic consideration now is how to avoid falling to the ground from a height of hundreds of meters and turning into a meat pie...
It would be great if it were a serious "Dark Blue Walker" at this time. The external power system is enough to allow him to land safely.
But he only has the "bone exoskeleton" built for him by Ronan.
Will Raven come to help
Long Qi couldn't help but think this way, but with just a flash of thought, another sonorous sound came into his ear canal... It should be a series of clashing sounds superimposed before and after, pulling There was a long sound, which made his brain roar, and all his lucky thoughts were wiped out.
Obviously, Raven was fighting fiercely in the airspace near the clown. If not, with the speed and sharpness shown by the clown, he would really be turned into a pile of minced meat.
At this time, the only right thing to do is to save yourself.
Long Qi summoned up all his remaining strength and tried to use the exoskeleton armor to fully cover it, to stir up the fire of style. Even if you can't achieve the long-distance glide from the three spires to the supply point like the tiger earlier, you can still make your death not so ugly...
At least there is a chance to save it.
The problem was that when he fell, Long Qi felt that his body was heavy on one side and difficult to adjust; on the other side he felt light and airy, as if his weight was constantly losing weight. Correspondingly, a strong feeling of weakness enveloped his whole body.
Although the exoskeleton's power spine has been fitted to the back, and bone armor is arranged everywhere to restrain the body, the fire of style has not been ignited.
Something went wrong the moment the inner breath gathered and ignited.
Internal pressure is restricted... something is wrong!
Long Qi struggled, trying to correct his fallen figure, and raised his only arm. He saw that the exposed palms, fingers and wrists were obviously thinner, skinny, and withered, just like a broken tiger. What it looks like after the arm.
Is it the blood-sucking realm
After the clown swallowed the "chrysalis" of the "Skeleton Demon King", he gave birth to mosquito wings, which also merged with the blood-sucking field. Then when cutting off the shuttle, he also collected their blood and energy from the air
How to fight this
Multiple thoughts were fighting in his mind, coupled with the drowsiness caused by weakness, Long Qi felt that he could no longer distinguish between priorities.
With the massive loss of physical energy, essence, and blood, his brain power was no longer able to handle, and he became increasingly confused.
At this time, how Raven and the Joker would fight and what the outcome would be were completely beyond the scope of what he could care about. He just looked at the constantly rotating mountains on earth and closed his eyes in a daze.
During this period, the clearest thing turned out to be the colorful barrage streams on the live broadcast interface.
Long Qi couldn't quite tell what to write specifically. I just feel that dying in such a scene is not unacceptable.
At least it can write an interesting chapter in the history of contemporary media... As long as Levi is not in charge in the end.
Just when the colors of the mountains, the sky, the earth, and the barrage were almost all dim, Long Qi's shoulders felt inexplicably heavy.
The whole person seemed to be thrown upwards, and then a clear pulling feeling on the shoulders was clearly present.
Simultaneously with this, there is the rapid flapping of wings, the airflow brushing over the head and face, and the subtle friction feeling like feathers brushing against each other...
That's not "like", it's just feathers!
Long Qi opened his eyes, and the dark feathers glowed with a faint blue light in the sunlight flashing across the mountains, and then were blown away by the mountain wind in an instant.
As for Long Qi, his body obviously changed the direction and shape of his fall, diving toward the ground at a height of only forty or fifty meters in a posture that was similar to gliding and falling.
What is closer than the ground is the tallest building in this area: the three-story supply point office building... the side exterior wall.
And it's the side facing the apron.
There are still deep marks on it, like those struck by a sharp axe, which are probably the aftermath of the conflict between Raven and the Joker just now.
Long Qi finally understood what happened at this moment:
Ink, the bald-nosed crow that usually hangs out with Riven, and may also be the pet that has been following Ronan for the longest time, is at this critical moment. At that point in time, with his thick claws that were beyond the power of his kind, he grabbed the shoulder armor of Long Qi who was falling from mid-air, and forcibly changed the linear momentum of his uncontrollable fall into a gliding and swooping diagonal line.
This is the limit of what ink can do.
Don't you see that this guy also lost his balance, spinning and hitting the ground.
Long Qi let out a "Fuck". He didn't know whether he was inspired by Mo Mo's behavior or whether he finally escaped from the clown's blood-sucking realm. At this time, he finally had some strength to regenerate from his almost dry body. It stimulated his body that had been tempered for many years, allowing him to barely succeed in igniting it in the last one or two seconds.
The Fire of Format completed a weak burst, but it helped Long Qi drive his body. At the last moment, he fine-tuned his body posture and used his shoulders, which may be the thickest part, plus the bone exoskeleton shoulder armor, to hit heavily. The side wall of the office building.
At the moment of impact, the armor spikes growing on the shoulders were like sharp teeth, biting the wall, leaving deep scratches.
Although after just one second, the hook was broken again and Long Qi was thrown away again, but after two consecutive stages of unloading force, hitting the ground at such a height was no longer a problem for Long Qi. Fatal category.
Long Qi hit the junction area between the side of the office building and the tarmac hard. The bone exoskeleton outside his body showed amazing toughness and elasticity at the moment it hit the ground. It actually bounced up with Long Qi for the second time and slid again. It was only after he was seven or eight meters away that he fell, and it was only then that many of his bone armors truly shattered.
The violent shock caused Long Qi to spit out blood on the spot, spraying all over the sky, and he lost almost all sense of his body.
But this is only temporary after all.
The diffuse numbness and pain came one after another. Long Qi ignored it and just opened his eyes wide, staring at the dark shadow that was only two beats slower than him before plunging down until it was five or six meters away from the ground. , suddenly flapped his wings and flew into the air again, then he breathed a sigh of relief, and then laughed:
"Safe landing, Oye!"
Of course, this was just what he thought he was laughing. Only a few people could hear his laughter and words of celebration clearly.
Except for a few parts of the barrage that filled the screen, there were still those exciting and cathartic sounds of "ahhh" when the ink suddenly appeared, and the rest were all "ambulance" and "dead people".
What should I do?"
Under such circumstances, even if there are some anti-fans or rational parties who post some inappropriate words, they will soon be drowned by a huge amount of emotional and homogeneous words.
Long Qi wanted to assure everyone that they were safe again, but his mental and physical state was no longer enough to support even such a small movement.
He could only be thankful now that in addition to not dying, he was still lying on his back after falling, allowing him to see the battle scene in the sky...theoretically.
In fact, he couldn't see anything except the little bit of black smoke that remained after the shuttle exploded.
If there is, it is just the lingering sound of the clash of gold and iron that lingers in my ears. It just seems that it is no longer directly above, but in a more distant side area...
As for where it is, it's really not something that his brain, which is about to burst, can tell.
One more thing, where is the tiger
The clown couldn't really crush him when he cut off the shuttle, right
The flapping sound of wings sounded, disturbing Long Qi's futile thinking.
His life-saving bird, Mo Mo, folded its wings and landed next to him. Dark eyes looked at him, seeming to evaluate:
Just?How many sticks of meat is this guy worth
Long Qi gave it a smile, God knows if it was a smile:
His control over his body was now at its lowest since he was a baby.
In fact, the last breath he took for "safe landing" had almost come to an end.
The damage to the body is real. After walking in the "vampire realm" before, the body and bones seemed to be half lighter. The damage caused by the loss of energy, blood and energy from the body is also unquestionable.
Long Qi inevitably fell into a dazed state again.
He knew that at this time, he should not close his eyes or fall asleep. He tried to look at those colorful barrages, but they made him even more dizzy and confused.
In the end, it was Ink's dark eyes that seemed to reflect some kind of strange light, tying the last bit of his spirit into the unknown void.
This ray of spirit seems to be broken at any time, but it always relaxes for a short period of time when he is dying, and then tightens and lifts when he is about to breathe his last breath.
Just loosen and tighten like this, like flying a kite...
He was obviously on the ground, how could he be flying a kite
Long Qi's normal functioning of reason and logic only reached this level, and then he really drifted away, not knowing where the world was going and where he was going. He wandered in the void for an unknown length of time, but in a trance, he heard something that seemed a little bit... Familiar but rather cold tone:
"Target docking is completed and battlefield support mode is activated.
“The target movement has been inspected as defective and has no replacement or testing records.
"The target is dying and the overclocking fitting state cannot be activated.
"Application to enter strong intervention mode."
There was almost no delay. A rather gentle-sounding female voice said:
"The strong intervention application has been approved, please enter the life-sustaining mode and wait for the intervention plan."
"The authority to mobilize the magneto-optical mica 'control line' has been delegated and the life-support mode has been activated.
"Since the 'Flagbearer' system does not have control capabilities, it is necessary to temporarily dispatch control personnel.
"Operator One please be ready."
Soon, an equally impressive and slightly shrill female voice sounded:
"What's going on? I just drank. Is this appropriate?"