Abyss Express

Foreword:

[Steel is born in fire and quenching liquid, so it is not afraid of anything. ]

[—Jiang Xueming]

[Part② Is this the end? ]

Materialism stands frozen in the shallow sea, motionless.

Every part of the body has been damaged by [Waterman], which is an irreparable damage in a short period of time.

The warhead of the right arm has been completely shut down. It was hit by the Iceman's axe, and there was a terrible mechanical damage. After solving [Liren], Ibrahimovic led the brothers back to the spine center, along the arm bone The veins and steel muscles walked all the way forward, and they saw that the body of the fire man Surte was already covered with tarsal bones.

Aquaman's appendages are like blobs of slime in the form of oil.

They are gentle in temperament, but their behavior is extremely violent——

——These grotesque elements cling to the metal objects, blocking the gears, hindering the electric circuit, the mud and sand mixed in the slurry, and the strong bioelectricity of the water man are all hurting every nerve ending in Surte.

From time to time, overloaded high-temperature fire alarms came from the switch circuit. People took the construction elevators and rushed to put out fires everywhere.

It's like attribute restraint——

—Heavy rain can quench the flames.

"Move! Soult! Move! Why are you not moving!"

Jason was still running wildly in the rotor master control center, the psionic flame in his body was like a hot star in the dark, never going out.

But when the [Giant Breaker's Drill] pierced the enemy's chest and lost the umbrella made of metal fiber curtains, [Materialism] could no longer move.

"Okay." Wendy wanted to pat her employer on the shoulder: "Jason, we have come to the end, there is no road ahead, you have gone farther than before, and you have come to a place that no one in the world has ever been to." place. enough”

Jason's mental state was very unstable. He and Surte felt the same way, but Pyroxene was soaked in the cerebrospinal fluid mudflow of Undead Rune, hovering on the edge of madness all the time.

His skin was dry and cracked, red and wrinkled.

The bioelectrical system of the whole person is on the verge of collapse. It is really too difficult to control this giant to act according to the will of a Homo sapiens.

Right now, the partners have to go to various parts of the body to put out fires and rescue disasters, and they have to find a way to drive out the subordinates of the water man [Materialism]. If no one knocks on the biological switch contacts of the limbs, they will start to discharge naturally. En's will to act—

——Without his companions to help Jason, he must deal with more than two thousand biological switch contacts alone, and control the crumbling limbs of [Materialism], the limbs that are not very obedient.

His brain was overclocking, and he heard Wendy whispering.

"Why don't you sit down, sit down and rest for a while."

"No! No!" Jason's eyes were filled with black bloodshot eyes, which was a complication caused by the undead Rune invading his nerve center, "As long as I sit down, I will think about lying down! Wendy! If materialism lies in this sea, we're all going to die."

Various creaking and squeaking noises came from the giant's steel body, which were unnatural jumping signals between the joints. These nervous disorders caused problems in the cooperation between the mechanical body and the organic body. Surte's flesh and blood and The steel armor of the Soviets is not so tightly bonded.

The sarcomeres on the right leg began to twitch unnaturally, and blood-red lava burst out from the arrow wound. It was like a mud cow entering the sea. Surte's essence was rapidly decreasing, and it was splashed from these wounds to the junction of Niflheim. middle.

Even with a high temperature of thousands of degrees, there was not much movement in this strange ocean, only the dull buzzing of a few bubbles bursting.

Except for the water man in the body——

— There are three enemies in the distance.

"It's not far away, it's really not far away, as long as we rush over in one go." Jason was worried about this matter, "Wendy, as long as we go in one go, materialism will definitely crush them!"

"You don't have enough time, Jason!" Wendy Mills looked serious, and explained the current situation to Jason: "[Phoenix] has special preferential treatment for you, and it gives you a special index of madness."

A row of dark numbers was placed in front of Jason Megan.

[Crazy index: out of specification (approximately visualized data: 710%)]

[Remarks: It is about twenty-seven times the acceptable limit of normal Homo sapiens. Generally speaking, after the madness index exceeds S-level, the default value is 100%. At this moment, your tendency to self-destruct will reach a threshold. Slowly sliding down to normal levels, madness itself is sanity for you. ]

[Remark II: According to the limit data available in history, when the madness index of a natural person is close to 355% (that is, the SSS evaluation), the human body will experience bioelectrical disorder and organ failure, similar to being attacked by neurotoxins , the brain will send various wrong instructions to the physical body. ]

[Remark III: I don't expect to see a movie starring you on Black Friday the 13th, Jason, do what you can. I want to congratulate you, though, for adding to my historical archives and providing a very outrageous new sample of my Soul Might. ]

Even if Jason Megan stops now, removes the soul power, and takes back all twenty-four lapis lazuli with the divine power of [Windmill], he will have to sleep for a long, long time to repair the craniocerebral injury, repair A spiritual world full of holes.

It's not good to drink tea--

——When he shared a body with a mythical unit like Surt, it was the brain of Homo sapiens with a 16-watt power supply (for passengers, there may be an example of boosting power), connected to a neural synapse It is as thick as a finger, and its brain size is like a flesh and blood computer in a building.

The bioelectricity emitted by this head can kill Homo sapiens, in the physical sense [a thought can kill a person].

Thanks to the [Materialism] armor made by the former Soviet Union for Sirte, this incredible living creature was divided into two, and two sets of avionics systems were created with the semiconductor integrated circuit created by Undead Rune.

One set is the rotor central master console currently used by Jason, which is linked to twenty-five spinal organs.

The other set is the biological neural switch contacts between the limbs and the torso. The twenty-two walking mechs are used as the nuclear code to control the precise operation of the limbs.

Wendy: "If this continues, you will become a desperado under the attack of Undead Rune"

Jason: "It's a good thing! Is there anything worse?"

Wendy: "Either...you will become Surte's subordinate, just like those hot little Pyromen. You must stay in its body forever, become its blood, become its flesh."

Jason was looking at his right arm, and he saw [Materialism]'s iron-clad fist in his eyes. This arm looked like a skyscraper, with hot fireballs coming in and out from the wound cut by the ax blade.

These little fire men hugged the steel beam base frame of the wound, connecting their hands with their palms and their hearts. After a while, they turned into a band-aid. Under the invasion of rain and cold wind, they cooled rapidly and turned into undead and unbreakable steel. There is no expression anymore, and it becomes a towering and simple iron statue.

"Are these people the same?" Jason turned his head and asked in the direction of Wendy's voice: "They also tried to wake up this iron shell? Trying to drive this giant? In the end, they all became Surte's." Dependent?"

Wendy didn't speak.

But with Jason's clever and cunning mind, he can guess——

——The language spoken by [Liren] when communicating with Surte is a variant of the ultra-ancient version of Runes.

When meeting Little Fireman for the first time——

—these cute, headless fellows can speak Russian, say [Davari].

As far as the soldiers of the Stairway to Heaven are concerned, these powerful individuals who are not picky eaters can gain the intelligence and knowledge of the opponent by ingesting the essence of Homo sapiens.

Thinking about it this way, among Surte's subordinates, there must be living people.

After all, the history of human beings has thousands of years, and the history of giants is even more undocumented.

than books, language, music, or any form of expression.

It's far worse than what Cliff Guderian said——

——It’s better to eat it in one bite.

"You should rest for a while, Jason." Wendy emphasized repeatedly: "We have killed four corrupt giants, and the deep water area is six hundred meters ahead, [Materialism] cannot fight underwater. It It was created to clean up the enemies in the mud, and for the signature of [RSH], a temporary junction, it can become a weapon made by [Red Star Shining Hill]. "

Wendy pointed to the ancient projection on the iron wall of the rotor center.

"In the deep water area farther away, our VIP couldn't see the enemies hidden under the water - she was very tired, in order to let [Materialism] avoid [Liren]'s fatal blow, she almost tried her best, Turned our fortunes around with the power of rockets and redstone."

Wendy held Jason's face in her hands, trying to extinguish the [flame] in her employer's heart.

"There's no need to fight any more. Don't be like Jason in the myth, my employer, you shouldn't be crushed to death by the heavy logs of this ship."

Jason was stunned: "Did I lose?"

He looked behind him, the 360-degree panoramic projection with no dead ends, and immediately saw the dilapidated and dilapidated mountain pits of RSH.

"There seems to be nothing left."

"It seems that I have traveled a long way, and it seems that I have spent a lot of thought."

"It seems that the past few years, the past ten years, have been for nothing."

"In the end I still didn't make it there."

Wendy immediately asked, "Where are you going?"

"When I was attacked by the soul power of the [icon], my inspiration was very keen—" Jason described the spiritual world of the salary king: "—that guy, the salary king named Midas Bruno, He seems to be the same as me, he came here for the waiter. I want to go to that place! I want to go to the kingdom of the dead to find, maybe you are waiting for me there! Jiang Xueming’s other personality, another soul If you can escape from Haim's Underworld, maybe you can too?!"

Suddenly the whole world fell silent.

Only [materialism] echoes like the empty echoes of buildings far away.

"Give me a hand! Brother Ming! I can carry this thing!"

"There is still some mud here, send the diversion pipe of the water pump here! If the power is not enough, connect it to the R495 switch!"

"Where the hell is the fucking R495?! The dashboards here are all in Russian, and the department's main console is only in Chinese!"

"It should be on the lower right rib of the S17 mechanism. There is a universal interface there, and the output is definitely enough."

"Where the hell is S17?"

"Touch your liver and count down to two knots. It's almost here."

"The elevators are broken! I'm going to go down forty floors with these two hundred catties of catheters on my back?"

"Theoretically so."

"Are you speaking human language?"

"In fact, it is very simple to fix the elevator. As long as I fix the fault signal 114514 in the two places of the electrical and mechanical complex building, the basic safety and life support power should still work, but the fire alarm signal cannot be removed. The elevator should stop accordingly, the logic of this insurance system is calculated in this way.”

"Then how do we start the elevator?"

"First of all, you need to go to the S1 agency, go to the central nervous system, find the main electric room of our oil bomb reserve department, switch to the cold start mode, and then..."

"I'll climb down, don't talk about it, don't read the master."

[Part·No no no! Absolutely not! ]

It's probably like this-

——The people greeted Xue Ming, and then followed the little fire people around.

Only the part below the knees was more lively. Xia Xia took 3301 to the knees and calves where the water was most serious.

[Laguz (Lagos) Aquaman]'s subordinates are very active here.

They clustered in vague human shapes in the flooded area close to the Dead Sea.

Between the complex steel rooms and electrical pipeline corridors, one can see mud balls of different sizes without facial features standing up and slowly turning into human shapes.

That feeling is very weird, like a strange lifeless mud flow, and a humanoid creature crawled out of it.

These humanoids are glued to each other, and their limbs are fused with other compatriots. Among them, you can see nerve nodes like stars, and there are weak currents flashing, like comets.

3301 is about to shoot——

——The experienced VIP immediately stopped the half-wolf girl.

"Don't waste bullets, just let me go."

After finishing speaking, Xia Xia took out two sticks from two large iron boxes.

It was a sword-shaped stick that was very similar to the wand that Xue Ming had chosen——

——[Mingde's Bad Work·Magic Wand]

I saw Xia Xia lift this heavy weapon effortlessly, and a dazzling light erupted from the blade. From the narrow corridor all the way forward, she raised her two swords and swiped lightly, like a brush stained with paint remover. , the babies of [Waterman] turned into black mist one by one under the high temperature.

Teacher Sansan took out his own stick and looked at it again and again—a feeling of regret. She drooled as she stared at the teething stick, and was reluctant to ask the boss to change it, so she had to put it back in her bag resentfully.

After tidying up the little water figure on the right leg, Teacher Xia Xia wiped off the mud on his face, and then grabbed the hand of the half-wolf girl and climbed to the left leg together. Without the elevator, these two green gold guards can still rely on the body of blood granting Climb mountains and mountains with steel teeth and iron claws in complex environments.

the other end-

——Ms. Aling started the super long standby mode again.

When she returned to the oil bomb storage department from the shoulder of materialism, she greeted a flustered Katyusha.

The little sister has never been of much help. During the journey in the unknown land, she is obviously not as good as Xue Ming and Meteor, let alone her good husband. In his little mind, he only thought that if he had the chance, he could also fight with the enemy like Senior 9527—perhaps he would not have any regrets even if he died.

She had been waiting at the supply station for the VIP to come back. All she knew was that Teacher Aling was injured. Her entire right arm was broken, almost shattered.

Before Katyusha could treat Ah Ling's wounds——

——Her needle-holding hand was held by Ah Ling, and she couldn't move.

"Teacher A Ling! Are you dying? The panacea is very useful!"

Su Ling has no expression, because she can't make any expression at all.

She winked with her left arm alone, grabbed the waterproof plastic bag at hand, and threw it to Katyusha.

"Connect it for me."

Katyusha took a closer look and almost turned her eyes white with fright.

The plastic bag was full of blood, and there was also a fragmented arm that was broken into three pieces, and the fingers were blown into about ten knots.

"What happened? What happened! My mother!"

Ah Ling spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and rolled her winking eyes into a frightened smile.

"Two QN-202 individual missiles."

Katyusha: "Huh?"

A Ling explained: "Their size is smaller than BUR, and they are very powerful! They are expensive! I am going on this long journey, and the heavy firepower around me is the best to use these two precious items. Make sure you have a materialistic head If the steering force is strong enough, this arm will definitely not be able to survive, so we have to keep an eye on it all the time and blast at zero distance."

Katyusha: "I didn't ask that! I said you don't feel any pain?"

Ah Ling: "It hurts."

Katyusha: "Why can't I see it?"

Aling rolled her eyes naturally: "I'm almost in pain! There's not enough room for painkillers in the bag, why can't you see it? My face is so disobedient!~ Don't stand still, put your hands on me!"

Katyusha removed the gauze on A Ling's right arm, and saw a large amount of siliconized filler attached to the open wound, which could effectively stop bleeding.

While cleaning the stuffing, Katyusha asked tremblingly.

"Why doesn't Teacher A Ling use panacea?"

Su Ling replied without hesitation: "It takes time to adapt to the new limbs. Palm prints, fingerprints, and muscle output will all change. The cerebellum and body centers need to be re-matched with the new arm produced by the panacea. Taking shortcuts is actually a long way. I wonder why scavengers lose their inspiration—it’s because they lose too much flesh and blood.”

Katyusha suddenly realized, and then burst into tears: "Mr. Aling has worked hard for you. In order to preserve your important combat power, you can actually endure such severe pain. It is really admirable."

Su Ling: "No, no, no, I have to sign autographs for fans with my right hand. It's hard to practice muscle memory. I find it troublesome. Don't think too much about it."

I saw pieces of broken sarcomeres, pieces of burnt meat pieced together, and fixed with medical gauze and disinfectant alcohol. All the broken bone fragments were removed, and finally the arms and palms were put back together as they were.

Su Ling took out a bottle of Coke from her pocket and handed it to Katyusha.

"Hold it."

When Katyusha received the Coke, she didn't know what was going on, so she consciously unscrewed the ring.

Su Ling took out a cup of Mrs. Bai's milk tea, and saw the hot little fire man rolling over the pipeline in the side room. She borrowed a fire, and the medical alcohol on her right arm immediately started to burn, bringing the whole arm to heat up.

The temperature of the flame scorched the iron cup——

——Stimulate the activity of Mrs. Bai's freeze-dried powder.

Su Ling held up the iron cup and clinked glasses with Katyusha.

"This is a gift from the abyss, we must do such a ceremony! Little Katyusha, remember it!"

Katyusha did not understand, did not understand, did not understand.

It seems to be very mysterious, with a story, not ordinary.

"For your wine! My sword! May the sun last forever!" Su Ling said, drinking the magic medicine in one gulp.

The happy water flowed from the throat to the stomach pouch, everything seemed less scary and weird, and Niflheim's abnormal spiritual pressure also became quiet.

"I'll take half of the nectar from the sky." Su Ling took the rest of Mrs. Bai's product as a topical medicine, and extinguished the flames on her arms: "The remaining half has to wash away the blood and wine that kept fighting, fall into the soil, and return to the mother."

The fierce and uplifting prayers are like incantations, like songs.

Katyusha didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. She saw a white and powerful arm formed from the flames, crushing the low-temperature blue flower in her palm.

So the little sister and the big sister asked.

"What is this? What did Teacher A Ling say just now?"

Ah Ling immediately replied without hesitation: "It's Su Ling's Bible. I'll send you a copy when I have time. Anyway, this godlike sentence pattern sounds pretty bluffing, right?"

"Uh, it's really bluffing." Katyusha suddenly felt powerless.

Ah Ling grabbed the blood-stained plastic cloth, tore it into strips and wrapped it around her arms, using it as new sleeves for her clothes, and then returned to work, cherishing words like gold.

"Walk."

Katyusha followed immediately, and hurriedly asked: "Mr. Ling! Can we continue to fight? Materialism can't move anymore!"

Su Ling just wanted to borrow some famous quotes to express her artistic sentiments, but Feng Aotian's level of pretense has always been good.

"Don't underestimate materialism! Girl! It's also said in the book "How the Steel Was Tempered"—"

Xue Ming's voice came from the radio station.

"—Steel is born in fire and quenching liquid, so it is not afraid of anything."