Civilization: The bacteria built me ​​a god

It was like a summer breeze blowing over the hills, a clear stream in the sun passing over the white instep, and a ray of warm sun falling on the yard in winter.

This was the case with the knife swung by Tang Ruyi controlling the golden armor. There was no fierce killing intent, no terrifying explosive power, and it fell lightly like a goose feather on Poseidon's body.

It was completely different from the feeling of Uncle Da controlling a violent beast before.

But!

This seemingly light blow made Poseidon feel like being struck by lightning. The whole person flew out horizontally, rolled in the air for an unknown number of times, and fell heavily to the ground.

Poseidon almost fainted from the pain and looked at his abdomen. The first-level battle suit was cut open by absolute power, and the edge of the cut rolled up like aluminum alloy, stained red with blood. Under the battle suit, there was a huge cut in the abdomen, almost splitting his body in two.

His intestines were shattered all over the ground, mixed with broken flesh and blood. His face was pale, without a trace of blood, and his eyes lost their spirit. He looked at the gradually darkening sky in despair.

Unexpectedly, he was still thinking about controlling his own destiny and reaching the top, but the next second, his arrogant dream was shattered by a mecha.

Poseidon seemed to see his mother, the beautiful blonde woman. His mother had been gone for five years and could no longer be seen. Very good, he could go find her, missing the scent of lavender on her long golden hair.

"Mom. I'm coming to you." Poseidon thought to himself.

"Warning, warning, the first-level battle suit has been devastated, and the wearer is seriously injured and dying." The cold female voice stimulated Poseidon's numb nerves, and his pupils contracted and enlarged.

"Start the emergency treatment plan, inject the pure liquid of lunar soil evolution liquid into the body, and inject the pure liquid of Mars evolution liquid into the body."

The first-level battle suits are equipped with pure liquid of lunar soil evolution liquid and immature pure liquid of Mars evolution liquid, in order to give the wearer a glimmer of hope of life when the battle suit is devastated.

It's not that the first-level battle suit is not strong, but that the first-level battle suit can't be compared with the first-level mecha.

With the first-level battle suit, you can fight against the thirty-year-old polluted person. The first-level mecha can suppress the forty-year-old polluted person. The forty-year-old polluted person can destroy the thirty-year-old polluted person with just a wave of his hand. They are not on the same level at all.

The twenty-meter-tall golden armor stood in front of Xu Jingzhe, and his mechanical eyes looked at Poseidon. He once again held the ten-meter-long Tang sword in both hands.

Bow step, chop!

Tang Ruyi is an excellent user of the Tang sword. His family has inherited ancient combat skills. Even when operating the mecha, there are shadows of ancient techniques in it.

The last ray of light in the western sky seemed to be borrowed by the Tang sword. When the sword went down, a blazing orange-red light appeared. In fact, it was not that the light was borrowed, but that the Tang sword created the light.

The cold and dark metal blade rubbed against the air, generating heat energy, which gave the Tang sword a brilliant and dazzling color.

Poseidon closed his eyes. Even though the pure liquid of the lunar soil evolution liquid was rapidly repairing his body, the pure liquid of the Mars evolution liquid accelerated his blood flow, and an indescribable force hit the cells in his body. At this moment, his cells were rapidly dividing and mutating under the effect of the Mars evolution liquid, giving him several times the power of his body before.

However, the brain that had almost lost its mind was still desperate, and the body's instinct did not dare to compete with the mecha.

"You disappoint me so much, Poseidon."

At the moment when the Tang sword chopped down, Jörmungandr appeared. He turned his back to the golden armor, and his eyes were full of disappointment. The five sons of Adam were highly expected by everyone in Adam City. In the future, they would replace the twelve old men under the city of Moslek.

They would step on the shoulders of giants and create a technological empire that Blue Star does not have now. At that time, the moon and Blue Star should have become "one". And Poseidon's descendants would also step on their shoulders and create their own solar system empire.

It will be passed down from generation to generation until the shackles of the Level 3 cosmic civilization are broken.

"I..."

Poseidon looked at Jörmungandr with bloodshot eyes, trying to struggle to get up. However, he was seriously injured, the Martian evolutionary fluid was transforming him crazily, and the pain of thousands of ants gnawing at his bones made him unable to get up.

"If Caesar were here, he would definitely rush to the mecha regardless of everything."

Jörmungandr turned around suddenly, crossed his hands and raised them above his head, resisting the terrifying blow of the Tang sword. The ground sank suddenly, with Jörmungandr as the center of the circle, smoke and dust rose up for several miles.

"Roar!"

Jörmungandr roared, his bent legs slowly straightened, and his trembling arms lifted up the Tang sword. Then, he suddenly stepped back with force, and the golden armor took two steps back.

"So what if it's a mecha? Human power can also fight it. Last time the mechas confronted each other, they were worried that the city of Moslek would be sunk, so they all went to the depths of the pollution to fight."

"Today, I'll let you see with your own eyes that I fight with a mecha! The potential of the human body is ruthless and endless. It is more complex than the universe. I believe that one day you will rely on technology to help you unlock the treasures of your body one by one and travel the universe!"

Jörmungandr exerted force with his legs, jumped up, and punched the mecha.

In the chest of the golden armor, Tang Ruyi was extremely cold, wearing a transparent round helmet on his head, with dense lines connecting it.

Draw the sword and cut!

The golden armor and mecha moved synchronously, completing every standard action of Tang Ruyi rigorously and smoothly.

Poseidon stared blankly at the shocking scene in front of him, forgetting the pain caused by the pure liquid of Martian evolutionary fluid in his body. Jörmungandr was like a nimble leopard, an agile ape, and even more like a violent humanoid Tyrannosaurus. His fist hit the side of Tang Dao heavily, making a deafening sound.

The sound alone shook the space.

The Tang Dao continued to swing, and the sharp blade glowed white in the moonlight. Jörmungandr jumped up and dodged. He landed on the back of the blade, which was several meters wide, and ran along the ten-meter-long back of the blade, trying to hit Jin Jia's head.

The Tang Dao flipped sideways, with the back of the blade facing down, and Jörmungandr had already reached Jin Jia's mechanical arm. His tall body was suddenly surrounded by countless lights, making regular circular movements.

The light enveloped his body, blocking the outside world's vision, and then only the ball of light was seen to burst out with amazing power and hit Jin Jia's transparent chest.

"Boom!"

The earth shook, and the golden armor was knocked back by him. After spinning several times in the air, the golden armor adjusted its angle with incredible changes. When it landed, it knelt on one knee, holding the Tang sword in both hands and inserted it into the ground. It dragged for thousands of meters before stopping.

At the same time, the ball of light also shattered, like a cooked eggshell, with a "crack", it shattered, and then turned into strands of energy and fell to the ground, disappearing.

It was too close to the city of Moslek, and there were people of concern from all parties and densely packed contaminated cores lying on the ground, so both the man and the mecha chose close combat and did not use their own big killers.