Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 231: Flame breath flashes

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"Just rest here for a while."

Allen took out a glow stick and circled it around. This seems to be a material transfer platform, and you can see empty boxes stacked around it, strange forklifts that have no kinetic energy, and some odds and ends.

Looking back on the previous scene of advancing all the way, Allen's eyes when looking at Lucy became a little different. By taking over some functions of the main control system, the girl set the gates of the levels on the green channel to be closed with a delay, so as to delay the time for the sword demon to chase and kill them. But just think about the scene where the automatic doors will close one by one after only running through the gate. Allen thought that as long as the whole process was slow for two or three seconds, it might be a completely different situation.

Obviously, when Lucy was designing the delay time, she not only calculated the advancing speed of the crowd, but also made an accurate estimate when she arrived at each automatic door. What an amazing computing power!

"Why, is there dust on my face?" Lucy touched her small face as he watched Alan stare at herself.

"I'm thinking about what else you don't understand?" Allen shook his head and smiled: "The Yunchui system two thousand years ago has no more computing power than the brain, making all kinds of customized special bombs. You are simply like a moving encyclopedia."

Lucy yelled and said, "It’s nothing, I will also have something I’m not good at. Just like cooking, I’m far inferior to Alan you. My ideal is that one day I can make The delicious cakes that move people are coming!"

"Your ideal is a pastry chef? No?" Willick said exaggeratedly, and then he gave another grin.

Lucy said with her arms akimbo: "No? Don’t you think it’s normal for a girl to fight and kill? Even though I’m better at this than pastries... Let’s not talk about it, let me see if there is anything here. The medicine stays. You have to heal your injury, otherwise it will drag us too much."

"It's really sad to say that, but miss, this immigration ship has so long a history. Even if it had medicine, it would have expired, right?" Willick said.

"Stupid, our constant device can ensure that things in the space of action are in a constant state, because when the molecules of matter are fixed, it is equivalent to eternity. Of course, there is no eternity in the universe. The theoretical time of the constant device is Only five thousand years, but it is enough. With..." Lucy beckoned to Allen: "Come and do me a favor."

Lucy knocked on the metal wall next to the door, and there was a hollow echo: "Turn up here, but be careful not to damage the contents."

Allen used Qianjun to easily tear open the wall, and there was a rectangular space inside. Lucy reached in and pulled out a shelf. There were several syringes hanging on the shelf. She took them all down and threw one to Allen, saying: "This is a body repair concentrate with ten times the performance of the repair fluid. But you have to use it quickly, just from the constant device. Take it down, probably for a limited time."

Allen immediately pressed the medicine into his body, and suddenly became sensitive and refreshed. In particular, the part of the shoulder that was injured by the blood flame of Kamu was even cooler. The blood scabs started to fall off and the skin felt itchy, which was a phenomenon of tissue regeneration. Allen was overjoyed, these things were still useful, and nodded to Willick immediately.

Lucy gave Willick and Bloy a syringe each, but Bloy shook his head and said, "I just have some skin injuries, don't waste them."

Willik was not polite, and hit him on the arm when he brought it. After a tube of medicine was pressed into the body, the injury on his back was immediately improved. Although he can't do it right away, he can act on his own without having to take care of Broy.

A few people rested here.

Allen held Qianjun in his mind and repeatedly deduced the ultimate move that combined Yuanli Sword Qi and Yanyue Slash, and named this self-made ultimate move "Yan Breath Flash." From the unintentional use of the commander in the battle, to the deliberate act of killing the scaled giant before, Allen kept reminiscing every detail in his mind and deduced it, in order to kill the opponent more concisely and quickly.

The flame flash is based on the knife energy of the source force, absorbing the flames released by "burning" to form a high-temperature slash in the air. If the time is right, even the general-level sword magic can be hit hard. However, its consumption is equally astonishing, with one blow exhausting the flames triggered by the burning. You must know that now with Allen's source power, the burning can last for 5 minutes.

Alan closed his eyes, and there is a villain in the world of consciousness. He is the projection of Alan himself, constantly drawing flashes of flames of varying lengths in the world of consciousness. Allen simulated the movements and data of the slashing and adjusted them in real time. He opened his eyes when Yanxi Flash's slashing range was controlled to two meters and the blazing blade light released was adjusted to 150 cm.

That is theoretically the maximum power limit of Flame Breath Flash, and it is the best mode after combining speed, power, and attack range. Next, Allen needs to test this theory in actual combat. After completing the simulated deduction of Yan Xixian, Allen only felt exhausted. For him, it is really exhausting to maintain high-speed calculations like just now.

Looking at it the other way round, Lucy is indeed better at this. At least Allen knew that she couldn't calculate a series of independent time required to reach each security gate in a short time like she did.

The girl looked backward, she was hugging herself tightly, curled up in the corner and fell asleep. Allen shook his head, walked to her side, and took her into his arms. Lucy opened her eyes slightly, and yawned when she saw that it was Ellen, and reached out and hugged Ellen. He rubbed his head against his chest a few times, changed to a comfortable position, and fell asleep again.

Five hours later, Allen woke everyone up. After this period of rest, the four of them were in good spirits, and they sat together to discuss the next action.

"First we have to find the floor plan of the second floor of the hull before we can find the engine room. But this shouldn’t be difficult. It’s just that we can see when we get down to the second floor. I only hope that the power supply in some areas is insufficient. The entire second floor is like this, so that even if we reach the computer room, it will be useless. Without power, the brain cannot start and cannot read the records." Lucy said.

Allen said bluntly: "If we are sure that the entire second floor has lost power, then we will find a way to retreat from here. Go back to the Thunderfire Base and report the location of the holy relic."

If you can't read the records, you won't be able to unearth the secrets here, so it's useless. Retreat is the right choice, but if this is the case, it will be a little regrettable.

It's regrettable, Allen's thoughts will not be shaken, after all, it is a matter of life.

After discussing some details, everyone left the material transfer platform and began to explore the hull area on the second floor. At the same time, in the main control room on the first floor of the immigration ship, Old Sword Demon Jaeger was standing in front of a workbench, constantly moving some light spots on the screen. Under his operation, all the automatic doors previously closed by Lucy were opened, and the space on the first floor became unblocked again.

After a while, Kamu strode into the control room, and said in a deep voice: "It is already certain that they are not in the holy relic. Did they escape? Really some **** rats!"

Yedu said with his hands behind his back: "We have one guardian. We learned the method of manipulating the holy relic from our ancestors and refused to pass it on to ensure the speciality of the guardians like me. But now, it's a little bit different. A human being can manipulate the holy sites without entering this place, which is really chilling. Kamu, they all must die. Not only because they know the location of the holy sites, but because they know how to manipulate the holy sites, they can’t keep them. Leave."

The killing intent in Camu's eyes: "Of course, as long as they haven't escaped the holy relic, I will be sure to kill them!"

"They are still here. They have to pass the second floor."

"Second floor?" Kamu was surprised: "Are you sure?"

"Of course." Yedu said, "I have seen the record just now. The closing time of a group of gates is constant within 10 minutes. I extracted the route of this group of gates separately and found that they are leading to the second An entrance to the second floor. Those mice have already slipped to the second floor."

Kamu smiled cruelly: "Then I will go to the second floor now."

"Go, I should also preside over the sacrifice. This time we can no longer evade Uriman's request. We have to hand over some of the trolls to him. Otherwise, the ten may be chaotic without a fight." Yadu He shook his head and said: "We have been avoiding this problem. Unexpectedly, the appearance of the disaster blade prompted Uriman to have a more legitimate excuse."

Hearing these words, Camu's movements froze. Then turned back and said solemnly: "How many trolls are you going to give him?"

"Two thousand."

"Two thousand?" Kamu's voice suddenly increased: "Elder Jaeger, we only have five thousand trolls. You gave two thousand, and our initiative has been weakened by more than half."

"I know that, but Uriman has announced ten of them. We need two thousand trolls to deal with the disaster blade."

"But the Scourge Blade is in the holy site now!" Kamu almost roared.

There was silence in the main control room. Yedu looked at Kamu and said for a long time: "Do you think Uriman will listen to this? After all, the disaster blade or the human army, but he asks us for the giant The devil’s excuse. Hmph, he thought that our guardians were occupying the trolls and would not give them away. How would you know that these things are extremely difficult to control. We only control a mere 5,000 heads in a sacrifice every ten years. Those three floors, something like this......"

The old sword demon shook his head and waved his hand: "In short, let's clean up those invaders first. As for Uriman, let me deal with it. He wants a thousand-headed troll, but he has to do it. Give us some compensation."

"We have to give us at least ten medium-sized tribes!" Kamu swung his sword, and the blade pulled out a light curtain, and the temperature of the entire space dropped suddenly.

It's like a cold wind on a snowy field, I don't know when it blew in. Yedu nodded and said: "Yes, after all, our branch is not many. You know, there were eleven strongest tribes on this planet two thousand years ago."

(This is the third Spring Festival that I have stayed in Zongheng, time flies so fast, and another Chinese New Year in a blink of an eye. New Year’s Eve, I’ll give you an early greeting first. I wish my brothers and sisters get soft red envelopes. Counting money to cramps, haha.) r1058

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