Sinmonger

Chapter 147: Matrix revolution

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When Mirror Face turned around, he already held a dagger in each hand, and the two cold lights spread out, making a clanging sound. But he saw his figure escaping quickly, his movements as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye he was behind An Shui. The two swords pierced his ribs, slashed upwards, and tore the black body apart.

An Shui's torso was cut open by two sword marks, his shoulders were broken, and his two arms were hanging outside. However, the speed of its healing was also amazing. Almost the moment the sword edge left his body, the separated parts were re-glued and reorganized.

When Jing Mian saw this, he was not polite. He was just asking for speed. He wanted to see if the monster's recovery speed could match his own destruction speed. The attack of the two swords was as fast as lightning, and more than ten moves were launched in an instant, airtight and as fast as a sudden rain. The dark water was forced back, and the upper, lower, left and right sides of the corridor were splashed with black liquid.

The battle between these two people will not be shown for the time being. On the other side, Gates, who was standing not far away just now, had disappeared in the blink of an eye. He didn't want to be involved in the battle between these two guys, otherwise he wouldn't have enough lives for them to play with.

Stumbling along the way to the main control room of the stronghold, Gates was extremely anxious at the moment. If he were to put himself in his shoes and invade the headquarters with high-end equipment, it might only take twenty minutes to break through the core database of the Matrix. .

Like yesterday, being invaded from the outside, stealing some intelligence, and chatting online as a demonstration would not cause a huge shock. Even if the other party handed over all the intelligence to the empire, the organization's losses would be at most as much as Longjun's. The same as the steel commandment, just abandon some of the fixed assets that have been exposed. Therefore, being hacked into the system by a consultant yesterday is something that is acceptable to the organization. There is no airtight wall in this world. As long as the system is written by humans, there will definitely be a way to break it.

However, if there is an internal invasion like today, the opponent is likely to successfully break into the core database of the matrix, which will undoubtedly seize the life of the Freedom Front. All high-level and even decision-making information, top-secret files that were used by undercover agents within the empire, exclusive scientific research technology, etc... After this batch of information is mastered, the blow to the organization will be devastating. Unlike some resistance organizations, they are not able to use fancy techniques such as flying pigeons to deliver messages. Freedom Front is the one that relies most on technological power among all resistance organizations. For them, once the matrix is captured, it is like a person's marrow being penetrated, and his life is not long.

When Gates ran halfway, he suddenly felt strange. Why was there a loud alarm in the base, but no one was seen along the way? His pace gradually slowed down, and when he looked around, he found that the electronic doors in the corridors on both sides were closed. Running forward through an intersection and looking both ways, the same thing happened.

"Has that kid already taken control of the entire stronghold..." Gates thought, "But why don't you also block my corridor leading to the main control room?"

Even though he felt something was wrong in his heart, Gates still had no choice. He arrived at the main control room smoothly. After scanning his pupils, the electronic door opened. There were five or six staff members sitting inside. When they heard the sound of the door opening, they all turned around. Seeing that it was Gates, someone immediately said: "Mr. Gates! What is going on?"

"Someone is trying to break into the matrix inside our stronghold. He should have entered the system through the computer connected to the conference room." As Gates spoke, he had already walked to the console and moved his hands to the keyboard.

"What?" a staff member exclaimed in surprise: "At such an alarming speed... We all thought that the location of the stronghold was discovered just now, and the empire was attacking at the same time with the manpower and computers of an entire department."

"No, it's just one person. I can be sure of this." Gates looked at the screen and said angrily: "I know this guy's skills and he is not my opponent yet, but this kind of abnormal data The speed of changes and attacks cannot only be achieved by relying on programs written by warlocks. What on earth is that kid wearing on his hand...a computer made of alien technology?!"

At this moment, in the conference room, the consultant has taken off the destiny from his arm, and its shape has changed into an operating panel, which is attached to the computer in the conference room so that the consultant can operate it with both hands.

"It's really troublesome. After all, it's not directly connected to the slave machine of the matrix itself. It will take more time." The consultant said to himself: "But this system is not as exaggerated as imagined. Is it because Gates has lost his standard? ... No, it should be said that that woman is too outstanding." In a brief moment, Vanessa's face flashed in the consultant's mind, "It was her improvements to the apostle that made the system no longer inferior to the matrix, so Now when I face the matrix, I feel a little below my expectations.”

Bang bang bang bang! Four consecutive sounds, plus a certain amount of vibration, brought the consultant back to his senses. He tilted his head and looked in the direction of the electronic door. Four bumps were knocked out of the wall of the corridor over there.

"Dark water should be no problem..." the consultant murmured.

Outside the door, An Shui's hands wrapped around Jing Mian's neck like tentacles, and knocked him against the wall. If it were an ordinary person, his bones and muscles would have been broken, and he would have vomited blood and died. That is Jing Mian. People with strong abilities can still withstand such beatings.

Just a few minutes ago, Jing Mian seemed to have the upper hand, but the key turning point was that he did not have an objective analysis of Dark Water's strength and purpose.

It's not that An Shui can't win against Jing Lian, but he doesn't want to fight. His fundamental purpose is to buy time for the consultant, so he has no intention of ending the battle in a hurry. Tianyi's instructions also stated that as few people as possible should be killed.

Mirror Face's seemingly lively offensive actually did almost no harm to Dark Water. Unless the speed of the mirror exceeds the speed of sound and produces shock waves, which can disintegrate Anshui's entire body in a very short period of time, no matter how hard he fights, it will be nothing more than Dugu Qiubai practicing his sword in front of his reflection in the water. That kind of effect.

But during the fight, Jing Mian gradually discovered something he shouldn't have discovered, which was An Shui's weak point - his head.

Whenever the sword edge approaches Anshui's head, or attempts to completely cut off his neck to cut off the connection between the head and the body, Anshui will avoid it to a certain extent. These small movements were insignificant, and Dark Water was already retreating, but the mirrored face still noticed this detail.

He rushed in front of Anshui, and the cold light of his two swords appeared, showing extremely sharpness. He struck straight at the head with every move, fighting to the tight spot. Finally, Anshui had no way to retreat or avoid, and the tip of the sword stabbed Anshui. Water's eyebrows.

However, at this second, there was the sound of gold and iron, and there was a burst of pain and numbness in the mirror-faced sword hand. Only then did Jing Mian realize that the other party's body could not only be transformed, but also become as hard as an alloy.

The sword did not penetrate Anshui's head at all, but was held firmly by Anshui's hand.

If Gambling Snake were here and saw such an opponent, he would definitely abandon his sword and retreat quickly without hesitation, wave his sleeves, and take away not a single cloud, leaving only a few grenades...

But Jing Mian's choice was different. What he wanted to do was not to protect himself without fail and then do something later, but to constantly use strange tricks to win in danger.

He did not let go of the dagger in his left hand, but took a half-step back with his right leg, channeling all his strength and energy into his right arm to slash violently.

Anshui's left neck to right abdomen was cut open with a sword, and his torso was divided into two by this line. His right arm, head and about one-third of his torso were separated from the other parts of his body. .

For a brief moment, Mirror Face felt that he might have won, but when faced with hints, he would never have such thoughts unless you threw him into a steel-making furnace, flushed him into a toilet, or threw him into the sun. … Otherwise, you’d better err on the side of caution. The gunsmith had already tested this in the ruins of South America. Even when Dark Water had just woken up and had only swallowed one human being, and blasted his head with a gun when he was defenseless, he still couldn't kill him. It kills.

As expected, the incision lasted as short as the thought of the mirror face. Between the separated torso, many black mucus threads were adsorbed together. The torso soon became one again, and Anshui's body was covered from front to back. The marks of the cuts also quickly disappeared and were smoothed.

The mirrored face was a little helpless now. While the monster's head remained as hard as an alloy, its body could continue to maintain a state of instant reorganization. Even if it succeeded in cutting its torso in two, if the attack distance and inertia were not enough, it would be destroyed. The cut part did not fly a certain distance, and the two parts were quickly reassembled.

"I'm afraid only those with molecular influence abilities can completely eliminate him." Thinking this in his heart, Mirror Face gave up the idea of defeating An Shui. He immediately retracted the right hand he waved, and the Mirror Mask was pointed at An Shui. He was ready to follow the trend. Insert the dagger into your mask to block the opponent's movements.

Although doing this, Jing Mian's own movements will be restricted and he can only maintain this state. However, in the base of the Freedom Front, the opponent does not have any foreign aid to wait for, but he will wait for help.

Unexpectedly, Mirror Face's dagger failed to stab the image in the mirror on his mask. An Shui's arm took the lead, turned into a black torrent and rushed towards Mirror Face's face, wrapping around his neck. At that moment , An Shui's arm changed from flesh to solid, and then, a huge force caused the breathing of the mirror face to be curbed in an instant.

Anshui tightened Mirror Face's neck with his black tentacles, and then slammed him against the wall four times. Each blow was as powerful as a pile driver. Hence the bulge in the wall that the consultant saw earlier in the conference room.

The mirror-faced man's consciousness became blurred, but his body was unable to resist under the severe pain and lack of oxygen. He never thought that he would die in such a place.

An Shui raised his other hand, and the arm became sharp, like a steel thorn, extending on its own, piercing the mirror's throat.

Suddenly, with a muffled sound, An Shui's entire body was shaken away and turned into a black mist, floating forward half a meter, and then condensed again.

Mirror Face also fell to the ground, panting while staying away from Dark Water's attack range.

Anshui turned around and saw a white man in his thirties standing far away in the corridor behind him. He was wearing a black suit and sunglasses. Unlike the others, he also wore a pair of black glasses on his hands. Gloves, at this time, the man was approaching here with one arm raised.

There were two more muffled sounds, and the dark water atomized again, and this time it was pushed back farther, and it took about half a second longer for the body to condense.

"The weakness... is in the head..." Mirror Face's hoarse throat squeezed out these few words and shouted out as loudly as possible.

The white man seemed to have heard it. He raised his hands and aimed at An Shui's head. This blow was to prepare to concentrate his power on one point for impact.

An Shui reacted immediately, with a green light in his eyes. He stretched out his hands in front of him and crossed them, turning into flesh, which quickly condensed into a black shield.

In the blink of an eye, there was a loud bang, the shield formed by the black water exploded, and the whole body of the dark water flew backwards, and the walls around the corridor were shaken and deformed.

The consultant was listening to the commotion outside in the conference room. He felt that the situation was not good. The other party must be more than just a master. If there were more people, Dark Water might not be able to withstand it. He sped up the movements of his hands and chattered incessantly. The screen said: "Quick, quick, quick, quick..."

Suddenly, there was another dull sound, and the electronic door of the conference room also turned into powder, but the door could not be restored like dark water.

The man wearing black gloves was standing at the door with one arm raised. He said to the mirror: "I will block the monster, and you will be responsible for the kid inside."

Mirror Face had already stood up and adjusted his breathing. Although he was seriously injured, he still had the strength to stop the consultant from continuing to operate the computer.

The consultant felt bad, but just when Mirror Face was about to come in, his eyes suddenly turned dark, and he couldn't see his fingers. All light sources in the world seemed to have disappeared at this moment.

Gates in the main control room was also shocked, and they were the same. "What's going on? Power outage? No... I can hear the sound of the computer still running. There is no problem with the power supply."

"Are we blind?" one operator asked.

"Impossible... What on earth is going on?!"

The darkness comes as if it has a physical form, covering everyone's eyes, right now, here. The only visible light source was the light of a match.

In about ten seconds, everything returned to normal, but many things had changed.

A hand was placed on the back of the black-gloved man's neck, and Spayton leaned into his ear and said, "If you move, the lower part of the spine will lose its function forever."

As for Jing Mian, he was pinned to the ground by An Shui again. Although he was unwilling to do so, he was indeed unable to fight anymore.

"You're a little late." The consultant resumed the work at hand. He hesitated for less than two seconds, because in these two seconds, his brain had fully reacted and knew what to do at this moment.

Spayton replied: "After the fate in your hands entered this base, the signal was blocked. I wandered around the nursing home for a long time before I found a way to get down."

"If I come here a little later, Mirror Face might cut off one of my arms." The consultant said easily.

Spayton said: "You can just ask Stranger to help you reconnect it at that time, or you can ask the Marshal to make a mechanical one for you."

"What a man's hands can do is far beyond your imagination. How can you not cherish it so much?" The consultant smiled. He hit the enter key and completed all the operations, so he started to talk happily. Three vulgar jokes.

Spayton said: "It seems that the boss said you were dirty, but it is not considered a curse."

The consultant said: "Okay, let's retreat before more experts arrive." As he spoke, the man with black gloves spurted blood from his Achilles tendon and elbow.

"Sorry, but I don't want to be chased by you." The consultant greeted him calmly as he walked over.

The man didn't say much. He knew that there was no point in speaking harshly. If he didn't care about his mouth, he might lose his life.

Darkwater slammed the mirror against the wall again, as brutally as Mr. Bean knocking sardines to death when making a sandwich. But when he did this kind of thing, he didn't have any psychological barriers, which was very similar to the blood owl.

The three of them moved forward under the guidance of the advisor. This guy actually led the way at a trot, as if he was at ease in his own backyard. He must have just taken a look at the floor plan of this stronghold and memorized it all in his mind.

"What do you do when you encounter a door?" Spayton asked.

"How did you get in?" the consultant asked.

"Because I came in all the way and had to destroy the electronic door, so it was delayed a lot of time." Spayton replied.

"Haha..." The consultant smiled. The distance of about ten meters in front of the three of them was blocked by the door. He picked up the fate that was put on his left forearm again, and divided it by three and five. He didn't know what he did. The electronic door opens.

"One of the additional features of the portable improved version..." The consultant seemed to want to laugh more and more as he talked: "The warlock has also added the 'make a fuss' program he made when he was a child, and it is an upgraded version."

An Shui commented without any emotion: "Although I don't know, I feel powerful..."

The three of them escaped all the way to the ground without encountering any obstruction. On the contrary, the Freedom Front wanted to pursue them and had to find people with abilities to break their own electronic gates to clear the way.

In the main control room, Gates squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, his eyes full of anger and annoyance: "You bastard... did you let me come to the matrix smoothly just to humiliate me..."

In front of Gates and a group of operators, a photoshopped photo was displayed on the large screen of the matrix submachine. The photo showed a consultant wearing a black trench coat and sunglasses flying in a virtual city. , there is also a line of subtitles below - the savior's visit to the matrix.

The whole picture is made like a movie poster, which is quite shocking. At this moment, all the matrix home screens on all freedom fronts around the world are displaying such a picture. If this is not a belated April Fool's Day joke, it means that the matrix system, which has been impeccable for many years, has completely fallen today. , and there is no guarantee for late holidays...