life copy game

Chapter 621 Genius is the Legend of the Future
The dim lights shone on the blood-stained corridor, and the damaged equipment was piled up into 'small hills' with mechanical flames.

The sound of twisting and moving bodies resounded in the silent darkness.

It seems that someone is slowly approaching along the night, and it seems that a creature on all fours is crawling slowly and hard on the ground.

The sharp nails scraped across the metal floor, making a screeching, piercing sound.

Under the dim light, the sound came from far to near, like the scythe of death was scraping the ground, getting closer little by little.

"What the heck."

The man leaning against a huge fallen mechanical cabinet spat and dragged his blood-stained left leg back from behind the mechanical cabinet.

He raised the assault rifle in his hand, pulled out the magazine, and threw it aside.

Then he groped around his waist with his hand, until he found a clip in the deepest part,
"It's the last one, it's really fast, Zhuo."

He snapped the magazine into the rifle and pulled the bolt.

In the silent space, his words echoed with the sound of gun bolts.

This echo is like another person existing in this dead silence, accompanying him.

He didn't immediately raise the gun, but waited for the sharp scraping sound to get closer, and then he leaned over the edge of the mechanical cabinet. He raised the gun, aimed it behind him, and pulled the trigger.

A gushing tongue of flame spewed out from the muzzle, followed by a torrential rain of bullets pouring into the depths of the gloomy world.

After firing these few bullets, the man did not look at the results behind him, but immediately withdrew and returned to the back of the cabinet.

In fact, he couldn't see what was happening behind him either.

Those monsters were hidden in the shadows, and they couldn't see the specific location at all. It was easy to miss them with their eyes. He could only locate them by sound and intuition.

And when he pulled away, he also clearly heard the muffled sound of bullets entering his flesh.

The two closest sharp voices had disappeared, and now the voice closest to him was quite a distance away.

He leaned forward and glanced at another 'bunker' made of old metal in the dark place ahead.

Holding a gun, he was lying on his stomach, his arms alternately supported, dragging his injured leg and body, and moved forward quickly.

Suddenly, a terrifying grimace appeared in his field of vision, looked at him, and grinned sharply.

When he paused, he subconsciously raised his gun to shoot, but in the blink of an eye, the grimace disappeared.

"Damn it, it's another idiot's hallucination."

He cursed in a low voice and continued to move forward. After a while, he arrived at the new bunker.

He climbed in first with his upper body before dragging his injured leg behind the cover.

"Bastard, grandpa is still alive."

He spat, glanced at the rifle in his hand, and looked at the area ahead.

There is no new bunker in front of it, the originally dim lights have been completely extinguished, and there is only a deep darkness.

The man didn't know what was in the darkness, but thinking about it, it was probably something worse.

Severe pain came from the wound on his thigh, and the dizziness caused by the long-term blood loss filled the man's mind.

The sharp voice sounded behind him again, bit by bit, from far to near.

"You bastards, are you playing with me?"

The man turned around, leaned out from behind the cover, aimed at the direction of the sound, and squeezed the trigger.

A muffled muffled sound came again.

That was the sound of bullets hitting monsters.

The man turned his head and stared at the deep darkness.

He pulled out the magazine and took a look. There were only enough bullets in the magazine for him to shoot one more time.

There was no suitable bunker ahead, and he could no longer climb forward.

He was well aware of the habits of the monsters behind him.

Whenever he was exposed to the vision of those monsters, those monsters would speed up and rush forward.

So just now he has been using cover and light and shadow to cover his figure, moving forward carefully from one cover to another.

But now that there is no cover in front of him, he has no way to hide his figure anymore. In the process of advancing, he will be torn to pieces by the monsters rushing up.

The sharp sounds scraping the ground behind him slowly approached again.

At first, when he heard this voice, he would be inexplicably irritable, but now, he has gradually adapted to this voice.

Some kind of fog seemed to spread in the void, and then there was some kind of gong knocking that gradually faded away.

There seemed to be some kind of shambling figure forming a long team in this fog, walking slowly.

"This hallucination is appropriate for the occasion, and it was buried in advance for Lao Tzu."

From the moment he first entered this place, various strange scenes would occasionally flicker in his vision, overlapping with the real world.

But now, it seemed that as his life gradually passed, such weird hallucinations appeared more and more.

In fact, it’s okay for this kind of weird hallucination to appear in the real world, at most it will cause him some fear, but if it appears in this weird and weird area, it will seriously interfere with his cognition.

Several times, he turned the illusion into reality, consumed ammo, or turned reality into illusion, was hit by monsters, and scratched a few wounds.

Until now, he has not fully distinguished the difference between reality and illusion, but this is not important anymore.

He was dying anyway.

"Hey, if he knew it, he wouldn't have come to join in the fun,"

He misses the millet porridge cooked by his mother.

But he didn't really regret it. Everyone who entered the ruins knew that they might die in the ruins.

He was also ready to die.

It is in such a place that no one knows, and no one knows to die, somewhat aggrieved.

He poked his head out and poured the bullets from the gun in one go.

Then, with the sound of bullets entering the flesh, he threw the rifle in his hand to the ground, and pulled out the short knife tied to his thigh, "You bastards, try whether your claws are sharper or my knife is sharper."

He looked down the dark passage ahead.

Maybe he rushed out directly, and there was still a glimmer of life.

The front monster has been knocked down by him, and it will take time for the monsters behind to catch up.

And judging from the fact that only one or two monsters walk to the front each time.

Maybe he'd be able to fight off the first two monsters that approached, and then jump into that dark area.

In total darkness, the monsters wouldn't necessarily be able to see him either.

Perhaps, can live.

The hope of life gave him new support, he slowly got up, enduring the severe pain in his legs, and made a sprint posture.

And at this moment, a black shadow suddenly fell from above his head.

It was a humanoid 'life' about the height of a normal person. It no longer had skin, and its blood vessels and muscles were exposed to the outside. Thin metal threads were inserted between the muscles and blood vessels.

It raised its head and stared at the man.

Where the eyes used to be, now there are only two bloody holes.

It has a gray-black helmet on its head.

The helmet was tightly attached to its head, as if embedded in its skull.

"What is it a hallucination?"

The man raised his dagger and slashed at the helmet on the monster's head.

After previous battles, he has discovered that this mechanical helmet is the real 'control center' of the monster.

The monster raised its hand, its fingers covered with hard metal claws.

scandium--

The sharp claws blocked the man's attack.

Not a hallucination? !
The man was taken aback, didn't it take a while for the monster behind to catch up?
At this moment, a gray light suddenly flowed from the gray-black helmet on top of the monster's head.

It was a sight the man had never seen before.

He changed his move suddenly, taking advantage of the moment when the light path was lit up, the blade slashed across the sharp claws, and cut off the monster's neck with one blow.

As the monster's head flew up, the man endured the severe pain in his leg and rolled forward, closing the distance between him and the monster.

At this time, his line of sight happened to see the position just behind him.

A series of cold gray lights lit up densely in the area behind him.

Each distorted 'figure' slowly stood up and stared at the man.

They were standing just behind the cover the man had just taken cover from.

"I'm really playing tricks on me."

The man smiled wryly and picked up the dagger in his hand.

These monsters have never been knocked down, and they don't need to scrape the ground with their claws to make a sound when they walk, they just pretend to be like this, and then 'play' the man.

And now, with the man approaching the dark zone, the 'play' is finally over.

The head that had just been severed by the man rolled to the feet of another monster, and the monster picked it up.

Countless gray lights shone in the darkness, and these monsters raised their metal claws and rushed towards the man.

"Come on, you bastards."

The man lifted the dagger.

Instead of retreating, he rushed towards the claw-wielding monsters.

His dagger collided with those sharp claws, and almost at the moment of the collision, the sturdy dagger was sent flying.

A few metal spikes flew past the man's side face, and it was the monster behind that shot out the metal 'nails' on its sharp claws.

At the same time, the sharp metal claws of the monster in front dug towards the man's heart and head.

to die.

The man watched all this.

In the dark space, it seems that the vast wilderness of the real world appeared, and the low house called home appeared.

Then, these scenes, like morning fog, dissipated like smoke.

And at this moment, a dazzling light burst out from the darkness behind the man.

The radiant brilliance illuminates like a great sun, and the scorching power scorches everything around like a flame.

What is this?Hallucination?
The man stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and watched the monster rushing towards him be crushed by the powerful radiance, melted, and turned into a scorched corpse, a mixture of metal and flesh.

This radiance shocked the entire group of monsters, but it didn't ease the man's death situation too much.

Several monsters have already arrived in front of him.

The man wants to get away and buy time for himself, but he has no room for action.

And just when the sharp claws were about to pierce his heart, a pure white radiance, like a sharp blade cutting through the night, crossed the man's field of vision, and also crossed the monster's body in front of him.

These monsters were chopped off at the waist, and the upper body was shaken away, flying into the sky.

The man stared blankly at the figure standing in front of him holding the bone sword, his eyes widened in shock,
"Minister Ho?"

Immediately afterwards, he looked at the blown limbs in the sky. These monsters did not die, and the damage to their bodies could hardly cause them any harm.

Now these monsters are raising their hands, and their metal claws are aimed at Heal.

So the man quickly shouted, "Be careful of their sneak attacks, their vital points are above their heads."

"Ah."

He Ao lightly tossed the bone sword in his hand upwards, then jumped into the air.

Several metal spikes were shot from the monster's sharp claws, hitting the place where He Ao had just stood.

At this moment, He Ao, who jumped up, had already caught up with the bone sword thrown in the air, and then grabbed the hilt.

At this moment, his body was already very close to the monster that was knocked into the air by him.

He raised the bone sword, and the white sword light drew a new moon trail in the air, cutting through those pitch-black helmets one by one.

Finally, he put away his sword and fell to the ground.

Above his head, the helmets in the sky exploded one after another, like fireworks in summer, bursting out with brilliant colors.

The man behind He Ao watched this scene with dull eyes.

In his eyes, the dangerous monster was as fragile as potato chips that could be crushed by the young man in front of him.

And the monsters standing in front of He Ao at this moment also 'saw' the scene just now.

They retreated slowly, their bodies gathered together, and gradually gathered towards a certain monster in the middle.

They leaned against each other, and some climbed on the shoulders of another monster.

The slender metal thread protruding from the monster's body is like a needle thread that stitches flesh and blood, stitching the bodies of these monsters together, forming a huge giant body almost in the blink of an eye.

Almost all of this giant's head is made up of a gray-black helmet.

The terrifying coercion spread out.

The strength of this giant is not weaker than that monster with tentacles on its back that He Ao met just now.

Howe stared at those gray and black helmets.

Looks like some kind of parasite.

Judging from the structure that He Ao split just now, these helmets should be purely mechanical.

The bodies of those 'monsters' looked like the human beings who used to be in this spaceship. After they were parasitized by the mechanical helmets, some kind of mutation occurred and became what they are now.

Mechanical parasitism, controlling the flesh and blood body.

A wonderful way of parasitism.

The huge monster in front of him may be the unified 'body' of these mechanical parasites.

He Ao squinted his eyes slightly, and he stared at the thin silver threads used to sew flesh and blood, which were almost invisible under the dim light.

These thin wires are also obviously all metal.

And covered the entire body of the monster.

All metal.

He Ao reached out and touched the miracle wand on his waist.

The huge monster stared at He Ao, it didn't attack He Ao directly, but took off a helmet from its body and handed it to He Ao.

The man standing behind He Ao watched this scene, he could understand the meaning of this monster.

It wanted Howo to put on the helmet, 'join' them, and accept its control.

It doesn't give Howl another choice.

And the consequences of rejection are obvious.

The man looked nervously at He Ao's back. The oppression this monster gave him was beyond his comprehension. He didn't know if this young minister could deal with such an enemy.

He looked at the short knife that was knocked into the air, maybe he could share some of the pressure with Ho Ao.

But at this time, He Ao just looked down at the helmet in the monster's hand, and then at the bone sword in his hand.

He chopped up those few helmets with ease just now.

Then he shook his head in disgust, "The quality of your stuff is too poor."

Then he turned around and walked towards the man behind him, "Your name is Shu Gui?"

"Minister He, do you know me?"

Shu Gui was pleasantly surprised for a moment, and then he immediately realized that this was not the time to talk about these things. He looked at He Ao, and then at the terrifying monster behind He Ao, "Minister He, you give your back to this man like this monster······"

"Did you say it?"

He Ao turned his head and glanced at the monster that had gradually become enraged. Although this monster couldn't understand what He Ao said, it seemed to understand He Ao's disgusted expression, and now the whole state became more and more crazy.

He Ao turned his head and looked at Shu Gui,

"It's actually pretty good. It even gave me a gift just now. Although it's a bit short, these monsters are actually pretty good. Just now, a generous monster gave me a storage chip, a plasma cannon, and some energy piece······"

Shu Gui:? ? ?
Behind He Ao, that terrifying monster raised its sharp claws and patted He Ao.

"Of course, the process of receiving these gifts has not been smooth sailing."

At this time, He Ao continued, "Sometimes there may be some small accidents, such as..."

That terrifying giant hand has reached the top of He Ao's head, covering all the brilliance on He Ao's head.

"Now."

Howo didn't look back, he just shrugged.

Thunder shines!

The shining electric light descended from the sky, carrying the power of vast nature, piercing through the darkness, illuminating the entire space, and also illuminating the huge body of the monster.

The power of thunder followed all the metal equipment and reached every corner of the monster's body.

bang bang bang-

That was the sound of the gray-black helmet exploding, and blossoming flame flowers bloomed on the huge body.

Like a grand closing fireworks display.

"Well," He Ao looked back at the collapsed monster, "But this time we probably won't be able to get the gift."

Thunderbolt is a C-rank miracle in the Miracle Wand.

Sometimes, this special power often has miraculous effects when dealing with special situations.

He Ao once showed this miracle in the main world.

Shu Gui stared at all this dumbfounded. He saw that terrifying monster that seemed invincible collapsed, shattered, and turned into explosive fireworks so easily.

He could no longer use words to describe the shock at this moment. Thousands of words gathered in his mouth, leaving only one sentence,
"Fuck!"

At this time, He Ao had already turned around and began to check the things left by the monster.

"Surprise?"

A soft laugh came from behind.

Shu Gui turned her head, just in time to see a gentle and quiet woman walking over with a cannon barrel that was bigger than her.

She walked up to Shu Gui, smiled and stood the cannon beside her, and took a breath, "You will get used to it in the future, our Minister He is good at accomplishing impossible things."

"He looks so young,"

Shu Gui sighed with emotion, "I never believed that someone could be a genius to such a degree before, but now I believe it."

"Genius is the legend of the future,"

Zhang Yusi shook his head, "And He Bu is now a legend."

At this time, He Ao walked back with a slightly black object that looked like a memory chip. He looked at Shu Gui,

"What about those non-institute people who were with you before?"

(End of this chapter)