The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 163: Pure Land (Medium)

"Who are you anyway?"

"I am a clown."

"Stop kidding... You are not the hacker of the Glory Circus, you are another person, I can probably guess who you are..."

"I am a clown."

"...You don't understand English, do you? Want me to tell you in Chinese?——You! Fuck! Yes! Brotherhood! People!"

Xiao Liping leaned against the corner, his chest undulating violently, and the words he shouted with all his strength affected the wounds on his body, causing bright red blood to flow from his mouth and nose. This is the end of a long passage in a door of a cube room. The small room is still in the shape of a cube and there is no light. A tactical headlight that fell to the ground pointed diagonally to the ceiling, and the diffuse reflected light illuminated several people's figures. Gu Tie stood blankly in front of the wall. There was a console in front of him. This console was also the only furnishings in the room. All other visible surfaces were covered with light blue synthetic resin. The outer layer is wrapped in a hard graphene cloud.

There is a woman lying in the corner of the room, that is Akie Wei, whose life is unknown. Just after they entered the room, Gu Tie lost contact with reality due to the turmoil of the Pure Land, and an uninvited guest appeared behind them. Terry, with amber pupils, appeared quietly from the tunnel, and shot the flower of the rainforest with a wave of his hand. Xiao Liping clearly saw the woman's silver hair forming a tough defensive circle, which could penetrate without hindrance. Defensively, Akiewei's chest was visibly held down, a mouthful of blood spurted from her mouth, and she fell to the ground and could not get up again. Xiao Liping took out his gun and fired quickly. In just five seconds, this experimental weapon fired a hundred semi-conical projectiles, blasting the front wall into a hornet's nest full of holes. But the clown didn't suffer any damage. He walked over and stretched out his hand, and Xiao Liping flew upside down and hit the wall hard. He knew that he was injured, very seriously injured, but he did not see the enemy's attack method, nor did he know where he was injured.

The person in front of you is not the original Terry. With messy black hair, slightly curved back, thin shoulders, stubble face and amber eyes, he doesn't seem to have changed, but Xiao Liping can feel the huge despair in his bones. , His body was resisting the fight with this enemy, even though his fingers could still move, he could no longer pull the light trigger.

"I am the clown." Terry repeated again. He approached Xiao Liping and slowly raised his arm. The Chinese stared at each other through the broken lenses, biting the roots of his teeth fiercely.

At this moment, the clown's body suddenly shook. His pupils dilated and shrunk, and painful ripples bulged between his eyebrows. It was a phenomenon of suffering from huge pain. Xiao Liping felt the pressure on his body relieved when he stood up. His right hand hanging on the ground slightly swung his muzzle at the opponent. Puff puff puff puff..." The tongue of fire once again illuminates this narrow small room.

The attack worked. Every bullet made the Joker’s body back. When the spare magazine was automatically ejected, the Joker had been pushed to the wall, and his chest was covered with silver bullets, as if wearing a weird. Medieval armor. "Monster..." Xiao Liping cursed, relaxing, and the pistol slammed to the ground. The momentum carried by each bullet could make an adult fly three or four meters away, but hundreds of bullets only pushed the opponent back five. Meter distance.

Terry turned his head in confusion and looked at the passage entrance. In the deep darkness, a swaying ghost fire lit up. Swaying, the ghost fire was getting closer and closer, and at the same time an old and rough voice sounded: "I killed your stand-in, you have no defense, because I covered his body with virus spores to prevent the spread of spiritual communication. This is uncomfortable. Your Lord, even you will suffer from extreme pain when your mental connection is broken, and you will even experience epilepsy." The voice is getting closer and closer, and there is a clear sound of "ding and ding", as if someone is there. Struck the copper bell, the ghost fire lit up, and an ugly old man with a rickety figure and a hunchback appeared in the room. He held a bronze bell in his left hand and a body in a black cloak with his right hand.

"Pump!" The body covered with pink spores was thrown on the ground, the cloak spread, and Xiao Liping's eyes immediately fell on the male corpse's face. With disheveled black hair, a tall nose, and amber eyes that stared at him, the corpse looked exactly the same as Terry the clown. "Cough cough... wait a minute, could it be..." Lao Xiao closed his eyes hard, and the scenes from the previous surveillance video came to mind. This black cloak was worn by the chairman of the Chi Xiao brothers, could it be this corpse, Is it the speaker who came here by warplane? The old man who bears grudges must be the executioner of the Brotherhood, the bell-ringer who is responsible for recovering the abilities of the Son of God. Why do they conflict? What's the matter with Terry the Clown?

"Hmm..." The clown seemed to want to say something, but his bodily functions were not restored, and his lips trembled violently. The bell ringer shook his head and said: "At the same moment, members of the betrayers from all over the world have imprisoned your other eleven avatars at the same time, so that they are out of spiritual contact. It may take a while for the shock wave to reach your brain, but I promise, Next, you will receive waves of surprises, Lord Speaker..." With this, he walked around the clown slowly and walked to Xiao Liping: "You know who I am, but you don't necessarily know who I am. ."

The Chinese voice said with a weak voice: "I didn't know it before, but now I can guess it. You are Cargil, right? The true leader of the betrayers, you who never show your true colors..."

The bell ringer's ugly face showed a twisted smile: "No, you guessed it wrong, I'm just the executor of Cargil's mission, in a sense, he is his agent in the world. I am. The identity is quite special. Even though the layout has been so long, it can’t be seamless. I’m sorry for making you suffer..."

"Why don't you kill him now?" Xiao Liping looked at Terry the clown, "This is the best chance!"

Ring the bell humanity: "I can't do it. The speaker's abilities are perfect. He is an artificially made son of God, a perfect genetic harmonizer. His cell regeneration speed, energy storage density, growth rate and mutation rate are perfect. Genetic stability no longer belongs to the human category. Even if it is hit by a large-yield bomb head-on, his epidermal cells can instantly form a protective layer, allowing him to survive the explosion.-Even if it is just a flawed one It’s just a test product. By the way, you may not know that there are twelve bodies in the Speaker’s body. Using the perfect genetic sequence to create an exact clone, his spirit can wander freely between the bodies, because his brain cells have The mental grid ability is the same as the guardian knight Hommer. However, when the will appears in a certain body, the other body becomes a piece of scary flesh without self-awareness, but almost indestructible. I can only temporarily limit it with spores The regeneration of the body, but as long as the will does not return, this restriction is always effective."

"It's like Tai Sui in China." Old Xiao said with difficulty.

"In addition to the twelve bodies, there is another unqualified product that is shed. It is the first trial product. A very rare genetic mutation occurred during embryo culture. The unqualified baby should be destroyed , But for some inexplicable reasons, he grew up in the outside world, because of his spiritual talent, he became the quantum network operator of the ghost organization.” The bell ringer said, “Through an accidental opportunity, the speaker found that the clown Terry’s Exist, he is very interested in Terry. After all, they share the same genome, but they show the difference in ability. He has been spying on Terry's brain activities and trying to enter this imperfect body. Because of Terry himself This kind of connection is difficult to establish, but the speaker finally succeeded. He obtained a lot of important information through the clown, but this kind of entry can only be completed when the distance between the two in a straight line is less than one kilometer."

"The speaker arrived on the battlefield and occupied the body of the clown. He silently observed our movements and shot us at a critical moment. He wanted to completely eliminate this place and these parties, and eliminate the uncertain factors in the world." Old Xiao Suddenly, "And you stopped him. You don't need to kill him, just let the shock waves of the eleven bodies come offline one after another, constantly shaking his spiritual world, thereby restricting his actions until the appointed time comes. ."

The bell ringer sat down and placed the bronze bell at his feet, "Probably so. Cargil’s plan is too complicated, and nothing more than you and I know. Time is running out, we can I waited quietly for the trial to come. By the way, I did another thing when I was up there. I said a code word to Dvoru-you must know that terrible golden lion-I guess that It's part of hypnotism. I don't know when Carkiel hypnotized the lion at the bottom of consciousness."

"What is Dvoru doing?" Old Xiao asked.

"Kill all the Brotherhood members, and release their abilities to your heart's content. The scene above is terrible." said the bell ringer.

Xiao Liping turned his gaze to look at Gu Tie's back, inhaling and exhaling air forcefully. He knew that he could not hold on for long, but that moment would come sooner than death. It’s enough to be able to witness the day of the trial with your own eyes. With the hiss of a leaky trachea, the Chinese said: "That woman, is she dead?"

The bell ringer looked back, "One more breath. Don't look at me, I won't save people."

"Whatever. I'm just afraid that when the guy wakes up, he will blame my brother for not taking care of his woman." Xiao Liping coughed and smiled bitterly.

In the distance above this dark underground room, an amazing scene appeared on the ground. A large white tree grew out of the ruins of Batangafu, and the surrounding buildings melted into liquid flow due to the high temperature. The trunk of the giant tree is composed of the purest plasma, and the surrounding air is ionized and presents a weird pinkish blue color. As the giant tree sprouts, the plasma **** condense on the branches, and the tree of thunder and lightning is becoming full of fruits. Compared with the outbreak in Tokyo, Japan, the giant tree this time is obviously taller. The tallest treetops have been inserted into the clouds. The electric awns radiating everywhere make the clouds continue to shatter and converge, surrounding the giant tree, forming a circle of color changes. Halo. The man in the center of the tree trunk barely retains the image of a human being. He still mutters to himself, asking for the answer to the eternal puzzle: "...I...who am I?"

At the same moment, another "Bai Pi Song" tactical ballistic missile returned to the atmosphere. Because the nearby intercepting satellite did not enter the combat state, the "net" system once again missed the best time to intercept. The missile began to enter a high-parabolic drop phase. As the fairing rubbed against the air, its speed quickly exceeded Mach 10. Five surface-to-air interceptor missiles exploded nearby, and the latest shock wave failed. It affected the trajectory of the missile, and the interception failed.

The residents of Madagascar in the western Indian Ocean collectively witnessed this scene. A fire scar appeared in the blue sky, shaking the sky with roaring thunder. Amidst the terrifying roar, long smoke trails reached the earth from the sky, "Boom! A crimson cloud scattered in the tropical rainforest on the northeast side of Madagascar, and dozens of square kilometers of woodland immediately fell into flames. This "Mr. Big" nano-melting bomb developed rapidly under the supply of the newly discovered Madagascar rich iron ore. Even the surrounding sea is boiled. Residents of the capital Antananarivo began to retreat frantically to the coastal port. Countless vehicles filled the roads. Ships in the port galloped towards the Indian Ocean in the wind. In the eyes of the terrified crew, the green island had turned into a bright torch. The white smoke cloud from the high-efficiency combustion rushes straight into the sky, which can be clearly seen even in the mainland of Africa.