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"Give your back to the enemy, right... It seems that you don't care whether the death is ugly. [~]" Duccio's voice clearly reached the ears of Adolf and Dzhugashvili, and it felt like there was The cool blade gently slid across the skin of his throat.
Dzhugashvili did not slow down or look back. He knew that the only way to survive was to move forward desperately. He also knew that Adolf had the same idea as him.
Their idea is that since two people are running away at high speed in opposite directions, it is equivalent to each having a 50% chance of survival. Enzo as you please. No matter how powerful Ducci is, he can't appear in two places at the same time.
In this situation, the best time to take action is actually the moment when the two people start to escape. If Duccio can kill one of them instantly, he can then chase the other one. Once this opportunity is missed, every step Adolf and Dzhugashvili take, every meter they move, increases the chance of survival by one point. .
This coincident way of escaping happened to be the best choice at this moment. Because if they join forces to fight Du Qiao, there is still a high probability of failure. After all, the two have been enemies for many years, and they have a grudge against each other. They usually wish that the other would be struck to death by lightning when they go out. Even if they join forces, they will probably only be tied up, and it will be difficult to exert 100% of their combat power.
If the two of them escape separately, the chances of one of them surviving will gradually increase. Now it depends on which one Duccio will pursue. The person being chased will naturally not sit back and die, so during his desperate resistance, The other person can escape.
Unfortunately, things are not that simple.
Dzhugashvili's body is relatively heavy. This was inevitable after mechanical transformation, so in the desert, his movements were somewhat hindered, and his feet were stuck in the sand. It will sink deeper than ordinary people. Therefore, his escape speed was much slower than Adolf's.
Duccio appeared in front of Dzhugashvili almost effortlessly. He snorted disdainfully and raised his finger slightly. Dzhugashvili knew at a glance that the opponent was probably using his abilities, but even so, without knowing the details of the enemy, he could not make effective defenses.
really. Only a second later, a black hand suddenly stretched out from the sand and grabbed Dzhugashvili's ankle. The latter was shocked, but he reacted quickly. The five fingers of his right hand came together, but there was a "ding" sound, and the gaps between the fingers connected together. The knuckles also deformed into a flat and narrow state, and the hand turned into a blunt metal knife in a second, slashing at the black hand protruding from the sand.
Du Qiao didn't even care about him when the black hand appeared. He had disappeared from Dzhugashvili's sight and ran towards Adolf in the other direction.
His figure turned into a black shadow. Like thunder and lightning, it was faster than a galloping horse. When skimming over the soft sand, he didn't leave even a single footprint. This kind of flying movement is not like a mad-level ability user walking through the air, but a movement technique that only consumes a little energy. It's really a miracle. Almost his skills.
Adolf couldn't even feel the actual distance between the other party and himself, but he could feel the breath of death coming from behind like a tangible object, so he quickened his steps again, leaned over and sprinted, just like a man who was rushing forward. The human-shaped rocket set off a burst of flying sand wherever it passed.
"Are you racing with me?" Ducci's voice reached Adolf's ears again.
When Adolf heard these words, the scenery in his sight changed strangely. The sky and the earth began to rotate and toss around. A black butterfly stopped on the tip of his nose. Only the butterfly's wings kept his sight. Consistent, not turning. When he realized what was going on, the head on top of his head had already flown far in the air due to inertia.
Ducci didn't use his hidden sword. He just drew a throwing knife, held it at a certain height, and waited for the opponent to hit him. That's all. Adolf didn't even see how the other party ran in front of him.
"When I was thirteen years old, I could run faster than you do now." Ducci walked towards Adolf's head lying on the sand: "At that time, I ran on the rooftops of the city, along the walls, or in If you run upside down on the ceiling, you might be able to reach your speed." He lifted Adolf's head, looked at a face with vacant eyes and no reaction, and said: "There's no use pretending to be dead. Remember, it's The results of your evil experiment have caused you to suffer one more death than ordinary people at this moment."
Adolf opened his eyes suddenly at this moment. He was indeed pretending to be dead. After realizing that he had been beheaded, he used a trick, thinking that the other party would leave after completing the beheading. As long as he waited for Duccio to leave and persisted for a few more hours, reinforcements should come to him.
But at this moment, the opponent has not been deceived by him for even a second, and he has to strike again as he speaks.
In fact, this is normal. Duchiao even knew about Dzhugashvili's transformation function, so how could he not know that evolution's high-level e-cell receptors had a chance of survival as long as they kept their brains.
"Ah... Ka... Ka..." Adolf tried hard to say something, but his vocal cord muscles and trachea were severed, and he couldn't say a word.
"Although you can't make any expression, I can see from your eyes that you are trying to save your life by begging." Ducci said very coldly: "It's a pity that I really can't have the slightest sympathy for you. I believe that those people who have been used for experiments by evolution and factory over the years have almost all begged you. Many of them...how to say, they can be regarded as the same people as me. And the endless torture they suffered and What did the deprived life get in the end? Two extreme and deformed powers?" He shook his head; "If this is the power you and that half-machine guy are pursuing, then you should have seen it too. , my power, without any artificial physiological modification, is still far superior to yours." He paused and continued: "I believe in the existence of the underworld, in a universe unknown to the living... Please go there and repent, and may the screams of those killed by you be silenced and their souls be at peace."
As he spoke, Ducci took out an incendiary bomb from his body, pulled the fuse and stuffed it into Adolf's trachea. "This uses a special thermite, which should be able to burn your head until nothing is left." As he spoke, he threw away Adolf's head, which started burning before it even hit the ground.
At this time. Duccio turned around and walked in the opposite direction. He passed Adolf's body slowly. There were many black butterflies staying on the body at the moment. They seemed to like to get close to those who were about to lose their lives or who had just lost their lives. Biology, I don’t know why.
On the other side, Dzhugashvili was completely shocked. He tried at least ten weapons and methods, but there was absolutely nothing he could do with that black hand. It was absolutely invulnerable to fire and water.
And the most terrifying thing is that black hand. It's not sticking out from the sand at all, but from another plane. Dzhugashvili's feet had been blasted out of a big crater by himself, and the surrounding sand had been blasted away. He originally thought that Duchow's accomplices were hidden under the sand, but he didn't expect it. After it exploded, you could see a floating black arm. Behind the elbow was a twisted black hole and a crack in space. The black hand comes from that unknown space.
Some people may ask why Dzhugashvili, a mechanical engineer, didn't just give up his legs. Just cut it off or remove it and you can escape. It's simple... You can break your leg, but you won't be able to run fast after it's broken.
Someone may want to ask again. As the director of the factory, Dzhugashvili can be said to be the Cadillac among the empire's reformers. Wouldn't he be able to fly if he broke his leg? Yes, he can fly... about a kilometer or so, and then he has to come down.
The reason is very simple. Flying requires fuel or energy. Director Zhu doesn’t have much space in his body to store fuel. He doesn’t have the tiny heaven-defying energy source like the Eternal Core. After flying that kilometer, he has to get down and jump on one foot. Taking into account its own weight, jumping on one foot will definitely sink into a deep pit in one step, and it may not be as fast as crawling with hands.
At this moment, Dzhugashvili really wished he was the legendary robot Astro Boy, with the original power inside his body... One hundred thousand horsepower, seven divine powers... exactly what he needed at this moment.
Enzo. Duchow returned faster than expected. When he came over, he saw Dzhugashvili being grabbed by the ankles by black hands extending from another plane, hanging upside down in the air. The desert directly below his body had become There was a big pit, and there was a burning smell all over his body.
"It's not hard to imagine that you made a lot of efforts to break free from this hand." Duccio said, "But it's impossible for you to do anything to it. In fact, all you have to do... is to wait... for it to die on its own."
"What on earth is this! What are your abilities?" Dzhugashvili also knew that he was not going to die soon. Before he died, he really wanted to hear what this damn black hand was.
"My ability is very simple. I can summon creatures from another world and come to our plane." Du Qiao replied: "When I was at paper level, I could only summon butterflies." He laughed and teased himself: "Now I am Those with vicious abilities can still only summon butterflies." He said and moved his fingers again.
But seeing the crack in the space where the black hand was located expanding, a whole black strange creature fell out of the crack. The overall appearance of this thing is indescribable. It looks a bit alien below the torso. Its mouthparts are long and narrow, and its fangs are turned upside down. The black hand that stretches out turns out to be on the back of its head. It is densely packed in the same position. There are only one such hand, but the real arms on both sides of the creature's body are a pair of large black pincers.
The monster fell into the pit and dragged Dzhugashvili down with it. The latter was so frightened that he finally decided to cut off his own legs to get away from the thing.
But when Dzhugashvili crawled out of the pit and fell down a few meters away, he took a closer look and found that the monster was already dying. His whole body seemed to be frozen, and his limbs were curled up and curled. With.
"When these demon-like creatures are summoned to this world by me, they will be torn and whipped by the destructive power of time and space. When they enter the material world, they will solidify as they do now. For them, this change may be quite Just suffocate." When Du Qiao spoke, the monster was almost dead, and the body began to dissipate.
"I have tried summoning many things, but it is difficult for you to realize the temptation brought by that kind of power, as if you can bring an entire invincible dark army into the world." Duccio said: "I once doubted these monsters. The place where it is is the underworld, but I don't want to try to travel back in time, so I can't confirm it. I call these black butterflies underworld butterflies, underworld butterflies... are the only creatures I can successfully bring into this world." Du Joe gradually approached Dzhugashvili, and for some reason there were more and more black butterflies around him, almost covering the nearby sky. "It's just that in battle, they are of little use, and sometimes they are not controlled properly. It will also expose my whereabouts.
Hmm... That's about my ability. Summoning high-level monsters like I did just now, but only opening a small plane gap, is already the best way I can think of to use my ability when I'm at the fierce level. "
Hearing this, Dzhugashvili understood that Duccio's ability was basically useless, but this showed another problem. This guy was terrifying enough just by relying on his energy usage and combat skills.
"Is this explanation very clear?" Ducci suddenly accelerated, and in a flash, his hidden sword penetrated Dzhugashvili's head vertically.
At this time, Dzhugashvili was sitting on the ground. He felt that the figure in front of him disappeared instantly. Almost at the same time, his Tianling Gai was penetrated, and Ducci was standing behind him.
Dzhugashvili's skull was reinforced with pure alloy, and there was a layer of special material inside. According to his tests, this skull was resistant to some mental abilities. However, Duccio's hidden blade with energy attached to it easily penetrated it and destroyed the fragile brain inside his skull.
Du Qiao confirmed that the other party was dead before taking back his hidden sword. He took out a soft sword from his belt and shook it straight. He moved the sword with his wrist, and several sharp edges passed by, and Dzhugashvili's body was cut into pieces.
Human flesh, flesh and organs began to dry quickly after being exposed to the desert air. Du Qiao used his sword to push some away and found a fist-sized mechanical part. He picked it up and took out the miniature from his body. The computer was connected to the slot of this part, and soon some data appeared on the monitor.
Duchow worked hard and deleted all the information left by Dzhugashvili, and then added a recording to this part. Of course, the sound that appeared in the recording would be of severely distorted sound quality that could not be repaired.
"Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, and all the trees and grass are soldiers. It is the general trend to revolutionize the old and establish the new." Du Qiao strictly followed Tianyi's requirements and finished the sixteen words word for word. Then he put away his microcomputer and took this The parts went to the transporter...
In the early morning of the next day, EAs found the part that was supposed to be with Dzhugashvili's body in the cabin with the top armor plate lifted off. The message obtained from this part was found in the cabin the next morning. , has been transmitted to Krause’s ears through remote communication.
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