I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 273: I’m dying

The particle shock caused by the continuous slashing hit Chen Feng's visor, and he could hear the wonderful music.

Ding ding ding ding...

The crisp sound with a frequency of up to a thousand times per second erupted outrageously.

Immediately afterwards, a movement like a mechanical explosion came.

Blooming plumes of smoke splattered with living creatures and metallic materials.

The violent shock swept out, and Chen Feng, who was in the center of the explosion, remained motionless.

Under his subtle control, the distorted space of the quasi-curvature engine perfectly spreads these impacts to all sides, and pushes back the approaching beetle formation a little.

Chen Feng grinned and licked his lips subconsciously.

He finally killed an eight-legged beetle himself!

An unparalleled sense of satisfaction came from the back of his mind.

Cool!

This is the first eight-legged beetle to die at the hands of a human warrior, in addition to the 2,000 that were annihilated by the particle bomb just now.

The tough-mouthed and soft-hearted Lin Bu had no choice but to hold on to the beetle even if he tried his best.

This time, Chen Feng didn't use any tricks or strategies. He was alone in the midst of the enemy's chaotic army.

What kind of ability is it to bully my little brother, in front of me, you are nothing more than that.

After a short rest, he suddenly bowed, and the twenty-eight engines behind him spewed power again.

Chen Feng broke open the reddish-brown embers of the explosion and burst out like a devil descended into the world.

At this time, his condor armor spread out his hands, but the weapons in his hands were replaced by two 7.7-meter long whips.

The inside of the long whip flashes with black light, which is represented by the material properties of the tearing space.

Two long whips are the beetle's legs!

He chops it down, using it as his weapon.

This thing is purely based on material, and even if it is dead, the internal rotation on the barb can still stimulate space tearing.

Chen Feng moved sideways, avoiding the focus of the physical poison bomb.

The condor armor's arms trembled, snapped twice, and danced a whip flower of two dragons going out to sea.

Double whips slashed out afterimages in the air, swept past the beetle's eight-legged shield, and slammed it towards the beetle's forehead.

The long whip that swallowed the black light flashed lightly and fluttered away the thick fog shield, and slapped the beetle's chubby head in the middle, just between the eyes.

The entire body of the eight-legged beetle is fully armored, making it almost impeccable.

According to his biological common sense, Chen Feng believes that the eye area should be the weak point.

He had always wanted to target his weaknesses before, but he had only one life left, and every second was a second, and he was easily reluctant to die.

The eight-legged beetle's feet are slightly longer than his chopping knife, one inch long and one inch strong, and rushing forward is likely to be given in advance.

With his seemingly ferocious but steady tactics, he will not give up bigger goals in order to achieve temporary results.

It's different now, the long whip in his hand also reaches 7.7 meters, plus his arm length, his attack range is even larger.

The hard shell of the beetle, which is almost immune to human live ammunition weapons, is relatively fragile in the center of the eye. It may be that the weapon in Chen Feng's hand has become stronger. After the whip hit, the beetle's head exploded into a small ball Small fireworks.

Before the dense fog on the beetle's body re-gathered, Chen Feng keenly noticed that the strong armor was full of cracks, and even revealed some dark green body materials with a strange color, revealing some metal threads of unknown composition.

The wound from this whip is at least equivalent to the ten cuts he had just held with a chopping knife.

Since the new guy was effective, his fighting spirit suddenly increased, and he fit in and rushed forward, the condor armor's engine circled and pushed, and the pitch-black armor rotated violently in the air.

"Give me all to die!"

Chen Feng roared again and again, and his whips danced like a giant dragon overturning the river.

This isn't the first time he's used whip weapons.

As the strongest warrior of mankind, he shoulders his responsibilities and never relaxes his high-intensity practice of various melee and ranged weapons.

His hands and two whips danced, shrouding the space around him like a black hole.

A second later, the eight-legged beetle he was targeting took hundreds of whiplashes all over its body and exploded on the spot.

Now if Chen Feng wanted to, he could use his personal strength to slaughter the Quartet inside the enemy ship, and at least kill dozens of eight-legged beetles before he died.

But killing these ignorant soldiers is not his main purpose. In the continuous pursuit and escape, he has never stopped destroying the huge pipeline inside the enemy ship.

However, his back-mounted missiles and various energy weapons blasted up, but these seemingly fragile biological structures remained motionless.

The quark high-explosive bombs that used to be unfavorable in the past can even make these meat-walled things shake at most.

The black-footed whip in his hand can shred some tissue down a bit, but God knows how thick the walls of this thing are.

After trying to find a spot to swipe out thousands of whips without breaking the pipeline, Chen Feng resolutely moved the target and continued to move in a large area within the internal space of the enemy ship.

He will use the last seventeen seconds of his life to find a compound-eyed person he has seen before.

The compound eye is the mastermind in his heart.

He wants to kill at least one.

Or even die in front of the other party, at least ask, "Why is this?"

He has too many questions to answer.

The most desired answer is to understand why the compound-eyed people insist on destroying humanity.

Although reason tells him that there is no answer, if he is a compound eye person, he will not say it.

But he just wasn't reconciled.

Something he knew was impossible, and he wanted to hit the wall.

With the relative speed of up to tens of Machs at this time, Chen Feng quickly swept through this space.

But he gritted his teeth in hatred and couldn't find the **** fly eye.

The biometrics on the reconnaissance system vaguely found something like a fly's eye, but when he hurried there, he always found that there was no way.

He can recognize at a glance that these are doors leading to different directions, but they have already been completely closed by biological metal materials similar to the shell of enemy ships.

Chen Feng tentatively stopped for a while, and smashed it with various weapons, but to no avail.

As he stayed there again and again, the number of eight-legged beetles gathered in all directions increased.

The situation began to deteriorate, and he struggled to persevere.

According to the tips of the combat assistant, the blasted space accounts for about one-thirtieth of the total internal volume of the enemy ship.

He has a wide range of activities, but no one can be found.

Chen Feng was in a hurry, and regardless of whether the other party could understand it or not, he opened the quantum communication channel, roaring and roaring, "The **** fly's eyes kind of get out! I'm rude %￥&..."

Chen Feng rarely used swear words, but now only swear words can express his anger.

It's really hateful for these scumbags.

It is obvious that they are so technologically advanced that they have taken advantage of it, but they just hide and play non-contact warfare.

It seems that the destroyed human civilization does not deserve a name in front of them, does not deserve the value of existence, and does not deserve to be written into the other side's war history.

This is a great insult and contempt.

How can Chen Feng be reconciled.

His growls and curses remain unanswered.

The eight-legged beetle that was chasing him just kept killing silently, leaving the gap between them getting smaller and smaller.

He has nowhere to go and nowhere to go.

At this moment, Lin Bu's voice suddenly sounded in Chen Feng's brainwave communication.

It is clear that this is brainwave communication that requires no effort, but Lin Bu's voice still sounds like a gossamer.

"Chen Feng, I can't do it anymore. I tried my best."

Chen Feng knew that he was dying and was planning to comfort him a few words.

"But I'm better than you! Hahaha! You rubbish! I'm not blaming you, we killed sixteen in total! Hahaha, I've seen your combat record, and you only killed two .You are so weak! I won in this life! You can't turn over! Hahahaha! Farewell!"

When the voice fell, the last green dot in Chen Feng's combat system that represented his comrades in his camp suddenly went out.

Limbo was killed.

Chen Feng had a saying in his heart that MMP didn't know what to say or not.

I only killed two because I had bigger things to do.

You know a ball!

Also, you are a million people, and if you add up to 8,000 beetles, you only cut down 16 beetles. Co-author, you left me 7984 beetles?

You shameless bastard.

Before Lin Datou was dying, Chen Feng was so angry that he couldn't do anything about him.

Chen Feng quickly relieved himself, arguing with the dead, and take care of him in the next life.

The eight-legged beetle outside will definitely return quickly, and it is meaningless to continue to delay time. Chen Feng glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that there was a circular pit with a diameter of more than 20 meters that was slightly immersed in it three kilometers away.

He is very familiar, this is the channel temporarily closed by the compound eye.

He turned his head and headed towards the round pit, sweeping away dozens of beetles along the way with a long whip, and successfully fell into the round pit.

As soon as he rushed in, Chen Feng's pupils shrank.

This door is not ordinary. In the center of the huge doorway, there is a transparent hole with a diameter of six meters.

Below the void, a gray and black cone-shaped head is emerging.

The face of the cone-shaped head is shrouded in gray fog, and only the eyes on the sides of the head can be seen.

It is the pair of compound eyes that he has imagined in his mind countless times, and every time he thinks of it, he will grit his teeth until his cheeks are sore and then let go!

Each eye is about the size of a palm.

Chen Feng couldn't be sure if it was the same person, but he was too familiar with the other person's eyes.

Indifferent and fearful, this time it seems that there is another layer of fear.

Chen Feng no matter how close behind Chen Feng was, the eight-legged beetles, which were densely packed with mahjong potholes, suddenly changed their form as fighter planes, and the twenty-eight engines were fully activated, whizzing away like artillery shells.

This time he no longer has quantum voice transmission, and only gritted his teeth under the helmet with a sound that he might only hear.

"Kill you."

The head of the fighter jet, which turned into a streamer, was wrapped in layers by a tentacle-shaped long whip. When it hit it first, it sparked dazzling sparks, and the transparent material was cracked.

Then Chen Feng volleyed into the air and transformed into the ultimate humanoid form. Another long whip was stepped on by his right foot, and he stepped forward.

He vaguely heard a loud thud.

The sturdy condor armor's leg armor finally shattered under his continuous high-intensity consumption and this unprecedented step.

Chen Feng's right leg was synchronously connected by the neural network, and was swept by the out-of-control electric current, causing severe pain.

But he didn't stop, and then he would go up to the head, his left foot pushed the ground, and the right foot of the shattered armor was only supported by a newly spread metal rod.

He stepped back slightly, waving his whip in both hands and banging away.

For a time, lightning and thunder erupted in this narrow space, and the energy overflowed, and various types of radiation and streamers illuminated this originally very dark space.

The cracks on the transparent window holes are getting deeper and deeper, and the cracks are spreading more and more, but they are not broken~IndoMTL.com~ even repaired by themselves.

At the entrance of the round hole behind, there are four eight-legged beetles approaching in a leisurely manner.

In addition, there are four other beetles hanging slowly behind. Now Chen Feng has no way to go to the sky and no way to go to the ground, and he has completely given up escaping.

The outside of the round hole is already densely surrounded by eight-legged beetles.

Chen Feng was unaware of the crisis behind him, and only opened the countless missile launchers.

Whether it works or not, he is quickly emptying all his firepower.

As the last human being, the last human warrior, he would never allow himself to fall under an unprecedented bullet.

"Dead! Die! Die! Die!"

The intense high temperature has burned his face pale, and his mind has long since lost his thoughts, leaving only the blood-surging murderous intent, completely entering a state of instinctive fighting.

At this time, his eyes were red as blood, his heart was beating like a thunderstorm, and the boiling blood was roaring around his body.

Chen Feng, whose combat state was burning to the top, was constantly bombarding the transparent void, and he could even observe the high-speed information transmitted by the overloaded combat assistant, make a one-leg twist maneuver, and continuously avoid the physical poison bombs. bombardment!

Nine seconds later, he was finally hit by physical poison bombs one after another, and the fully overloaded condor armor exploded like fireworks.

Chen Feng's body was exposed to the vacuum, and pieces shattered.

His eyes were still not closed, still full of bloodshot eyes staring straight ahead.

His teeth were clenched and his expression extremely grim.

If the intruder also understood human expressions, he would be able to smell the anger of the entire human civilization from his head, which was gradually cooling in the vacuum.

The last warrior fell.