I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 373: Give it to me

Chen Feng never stopped making predictions while watching the game.

He will both provide reference information to the commander and improve his subconscious game ability through continuous training.

Now he is very sure that in 0.37 seconds, a blade beetle will jump to the area, trying to kill the warrior who is equipped with an iron armored tiger with a body length of eight meters.

He wants the mantis to catch the cicada oriole behind him.

The Maas powerhouse and the Dyson bio-battery dual-power engine work at the same time, and the speed of progress is increased again.

In fact, most of the Galaxy Battle Pills can be powered by both powers, but the performance of the quasi-curvature engine that supplies both powers is too strong. Even with the assistance of artificial intelligence, ordinary warriors cannot control it.

The performance of Chen Feng's special armor is several times that of ordinary warriors, and at his normal level, he is still unable to control the dual power supply.

But at this time, he did not deliberately control it accurately, and only left everything to his instincts, which meant that he could send and receive things with his heart.

This is what differentiates him from other warriors of this era.

Only a small number of people can achieve a state of supernormal performance in a short period of time, but here he has been trained into a routine operation like eating and drinking soup.

The blade held by Chen Feng's armor in both hands is fully charged.

The double-edged blade created two water-like space cracks in the air.

String energy and particles of physical poison fill the blade's edge.

Two different killing energies sometimes collide under the traction of the force field, crack, release energy, and shred the space.

The blade in his hand is still one of the strongest equipment of mankind, full of the strongest energy.

He will maintain this speed and swipe under the starry sky, and slash the feet of the blade beetle with the blade.

Chen Feng did not expect his two knives to be able to slash the opponent.

He locked the other three directions at the same time, and passed the preview information.

After the blade beetle is hit by him, it will likely jump to these three positions.

His current projected hit rate is around 45%.

Then lock three 45% preview points at the same time, the success rate will be very impressive.

He is about to arrive.

Warriors in tiger form are pretty good at fighting.

Compared to Bernstadt, his form transformation is more complete, completely transformed into a tiger shape, and no longer has any human features.

This person should have also been a true Metroid before.

Although his armor has been blown up by the particle vortex, and many parts of the armored armor covering the tiger's body are also broken, he can still crawl forward in the universe from time to time, and sometimes roar and roar.

In the beginning, he just roared, slapped his claws like an ordinary tiger, and participated in some futile sieges, but he was lucky not to be targeted, and he was lucky enough to survive the failed sieges again and again.

But then he realized that his growl sounded odd.

When he finds a specific way to roar, circle after circle of corrugated circles of energy and substance will spew out from the tiger's mouth, as if the plastic circle of the nesting doll is advancing at the speed of light, and continues to enlarge to the diameter several kilometers.

The gravitational conditions within the range shrouded by the aperture will change drastically, as if someone is holding a black hole and flickering randomly in it, causing the space disorder to be at least a hundred times stronger than the space disorder shell of the star cannon.

When the blade beetle is enveloped by the light, its stun time is extended from one thousandth of a second to one hundredth of a second.

One thousandth and one percent may seem like a tiny difference, but in fact they are worlds apart.

Two of the three blade-blade beetles that were newly destroyed by humans are directly related to the talent newly developed by the tiger-shaped warriors who gradually awakened their potential in battle.

Then Chen Feng decided that he would definitely be the focus of the blade beetle.

After all, there are only three things.

Chen Feng didn't know who the warrior was.

Chen Feng is also very clear that this person has been targeted, and he can't save him, so he can only increase the value of his sacrifice.

The plan is very simple, use this comrade to kill another beetle.

The tiger can become the king of beasts, relying on the amazing hunting instinct and the evolution of the almost perfect predator body structure.

The so-called hunting instinct not only includes the ability to attack, but also the ability to sense crisis and avoid evil.

He knew that his death was coming, and the scales of the iron armor stood up one by one, as if the cat's hair was fried in the face of the crisis of life and death.

He was on full alert.

The iron armored tiger is black all over, and the body surface is covered with a thin layer of curvature-like compression space and force field shield that is somewhat similar to the dragonfly fighter, which helps him to do random dodging and maneuvering in a small area.

His survival instinct is strong, but pointless.

The next moment, a blade beetle appeared in the starry sky, and then switched to a normal maneuver at half the speed of light, chased, and ejected the blade arm, slashing towards the back of the iron armored tiger's spine.

Silently, the iron-armored tiger broke off at the waist, and the lower body froze instantly, turning into a pile of dead objects.

However, the upper body of the tiger warrior did not die instantly, but turned around abruptly, opened his mouth, roared again, and at the same time stretched out his claws to grab the opponent.

A cold light flashed on the tip of the claws, and a series of explosions started from the tip of the claws and spread back down the front claws of the tiger.

This warrior actually condensed a large amount of physical toxins from his body to the tiger's claws in advance, and he did not know when he completed the operation.

He is still fighting and struggling, trying to drag a blade beetle on his back.

The blade beetle slashed the second knife across the chest with an expressionless face.

The tiger's paw snapped in response.

The other knife arm was pulled diagonally from bottom to top, and the upper body of the iron armored tiger was cut in half at a forty-five-degree angle.

"I... Who am I? What am I doing? What's wrong with this?"

A residual consciousness was suddenly born in the Iron Tiger's brain.

As he was struggling to the death, the Tiger Warrior's mind was briefly revived, returning to his human mode of thinking.

The human brain is really fast in thinking, as if there is an electric shock, and chaotic thoughts poured out in his mind, and he remembered a lot of things.

"I am Ding Hu, a Metroid warrior of the Human Defense Force. I served in the 1st Military Region Broken Cauldron Corps as a deputy commander. I am also an instructor, and usually train new recruits, and the soldiers serve as captains."

"This is our battlefield. Most of the comrades in the Broken Cauldron Army have all died. I should have died with my comrades, but because my boss Chen Feng has never been on the command ship, my other comrade, Ye Luming, took the lead. Killed, I had to stay on the command ship of the Leaky Cauldron as acting commander."

"Now the Broken Cauldron Legion is no longer organized and no longer needs a commander. I transformed myself into a brute force war, and came here with more than 20 million other comrades in arms to fight the Blade Beetle."

"I'm a tiger, a tiger with special abilities. Now, it's time for me to die generously. Oh, by the way, what did I just do?"

"Haha, I killed two of them. Hahahahaha! Linbu, you rookie dog, I tell you to look down on people, how great is it to think that you have a high level of arousal? Obviously I am more powerful!"

This person is Ding Hu.

Brother Hu's consciousness began to laugh wildly, indescribably proud.

At the same time, his body was still driven by instinct, trying to make a final roar.

In an instant, the blade beetle struck again.

This knife split the huge tiger head in half.

However, his near-death thinking did not dissipate immediately, and was still vigorously active.

There is an old saying that when a person is dying, he will look back on his life.

At this time, Ding Hu's mind, which had not dissipated, was completely open, and he reined in the reins.

He seems to be talking to himself.

"I know that I am weak and unremarkable. I always like to talk big, but my combat effectiveness is not ranked at all. I also know that I am here to die."

"But I'm not ashamed! I'm even more fortunate to be Chen Feng's instructor. I'm the instructor of the strongest warrior in human history. I have no regrets in my life! If I die, I will die!"

Consciousness subsided, and the world "in front of" Ding Hu was gradually shrouded in darkness.

All of this is a long story. In fact, only 0.37 seconds have passed since Chen Feng started.

At this moment, Ding Hu "out of the corner of his eye" caught a glimpse of a dark shadow in the aisle below.

Immediately afterwards, a violent explosion exploded from the feet of the blade beetle.

The black shadow quickly moved away, and the figure of the blade beetle disappeared again, and appeared in another place.

Three huge beams blasted from a distance, each locked in a different direction.

The body of the blade beetle, which had just completed the leap, was covered by one of the cannonballs at the moment it reappeared.

Under this strong and dazzling brilliance, Ding Hu "sees" the black figure that is far away.

It's Chen Feng.

You're out.

One-shot success.

As expected of you.

As expected of my apprentice with the longest face.

Goodbye...

Chen Feng looked back at the broken tiger corpse in the starry sky.

He turned on a small area of ​​brainwave communication, regardless of whether the other party could hear it or not.

"Brother Hu, thank you. You held it up and bought me a lot of time. You have transformed into a masquerade, and you are very handsome. The following things are left to me."

The last few words of Ding Hu's wild thoughts just now were completely captured by Chen Feng's battlefield information collection equipment, and he heard them all.

Chen Feng couldn't tell how he felt.

He couldn't even remember the scene where he witnessed Brother Tiger's heroic sacrifice for the first time.

Reason tells him that he should be numb, but his emotions will always give him the same pain.

A person with true humanity will not become a numb machine in the repeated death and witnessing of death, but will only fall into endless anger again and again because of the accumulated unwillingness.

The ruthless killing machine and the mad Avenger seem to be the same thing, but they are completely different.

Chen Feng in the battle armor raised his head slightly, and faces that seemed to be both true and false, familiar and unfamiliar, appeared in front of him.

The words that swirled in Brother Hu's mind before he died were of course his last words.

It's just that no one should be able to hear these last words.

I heard it myself.

I don't know if it's Brother Hu's luck or my own luck.

More likely unfortunate.

The explosion in the starry sky continues, and countless warriors are still torn apart, shattered, and swallowed up by the explosion.

The wreckage of warships, fighter planes, warframes and human bodies scattered all over the space.

This huge meat grinder battlefield seems to have turned into a dark cloud.

Waiting for the war to end, no matter who wins or loses, these inhuman remains and bones may accompany the universe to the end of the world, or they may be involved in comets, travel the universe, and may become a tour of other civilizations in the future The sight-seeing war relics may be re-condensed into a planet orbiting the sun, and a new civilization will be re-incubated after an unknown number of millions of years.

Who knows?

Is this... a space age war?

Humans are really humble, just like the ants whose nests were flooded in the process of human reclamation of paddy fields.

If ants also have feelings, they will definitely bite their teeth in hatred.

However, humans can never understand the anger of ants, and compound-eyed people may not understand the anger of humans.

But so what?

I said that as long as I have breath, my anger will not go away.

My anger exists only because of me.

You only have to bear my wrath.

Let you see what a poisonous ant looks like!

Chen Feng took a deep breath.

The pupils burst suddenly.

With extra power output, his dark armored figure draws a huge arc in space.

At this time, the weapon in his hand has been replaced with two long whips.

The string energy warblade was destroyed in the slash just now.

"Fanxing, turn on the overload mode of my armor, and all power supplies will be overloaded by 50%."

"The overload mode has been turned on, and the damage to the armor is 1%, 2%..."

"Remind me when the damage exceeds 70%!"

The next moment, the 12-meter-high Chen Feng's armor slammed out forty-eight metal whips.

These long whips drifted nimbly, spitting out lightning bolts, and the physical poison bombs quickly converged at the top of the long whips.

Chen Feng's face flushed red inside the armor, which was caused by the high-energy fever caused by the excessive speed of brain operations.

After turning on the overload mode, the armor can finally perfectly match his arousal rate of 38.91% at this time.

Every structure inside the battle armor, every energy infusion and transfer, and a total of fifty long whip-like weapon systems are all under the subconscious control of his brain.

On the ancient battlefield ~IndoMTL.com~ the most ruthless warriors are the sword-wielding warriors.

The knife is about opening and closing, and going forward.

The highest realm of the swordsman is the unity of man and knife.

Chen Feng is not a swordsman, he trains all kinds of individual battle armor.

His equipment has evolved from the most primitive pure mechanical structure large-scale battle armor to the current Galaxy Battle Pill.

Since wearing armor, he has been killed in battle every time.

He has perfected the control level of almost every generation of armor, and it turns out that the sweat of the past has never been in vain.

Even if the equipment that once fascinated him on the battlefield has long since disappeared in the turbulent timeline, the precious operational experience left by these former "comrades" for him is still condensed on him. left for a moment.

The body and the heart are integrated, the heart and the armor are integrated, and the others are one!

At this time, what he has brought out is all of his fighting talent potential. He has an absolutely keen sense of smell, super-high-speed instant response, and perfect intuition and prediction.

He transmits tens of thousands of brainwave commands per second to the armor, and precisely controls all the details of the entire set of equipment to the extreme.

The antimatter biological enzymes in the Maas powerhouse vibrated wildly under the stimulation of micro-currents, secreting positrons one after another, converging to the energy chamber and releasing huge energy in successive controlled explosions.

The energy in the Dyson biobattery surges out like a flood, rushing through every superconducting circuit in the Galactic Warframe.

The quasi-curvature engine makes a sizzling sound, and the power is completely stepped on the output critical point.

The forty-eight metal whips behind him are aimed at a certain point ahead like a poisonous snake spitting out letters.