Chapter 375 Power
Stephanie was originally very wealthy. Her own existence was closely related to a city, which also added extraordinary thickness to her life. In other words, the dying of ordinary people is like a crumbling filament of decay.
Shen will fall towards death; but her near death is a wide stone bridge, and Stephanie can stand on its edge and slowly admire the abyss of death.
But because of her extraordinary vitality, even if an attack that could wipe out a small country was raging in Hereford, she would not be able to touch the edge of death for a while.
How could Vita take advantage of this loophole?
Raising her head slightly, Stephanie's body was slightly away from the emperor. When she raised her finger, there was a hail of bullets. However, the stray bullets were unable to touch Vita at all. He and Abby had already embarked on a road that spanned life and death.
Lifeless bullets have been blocked by the passage in front of the Tower of Babel.
The hair on Vita's hair stood on end, and he was ready to die. Stephanie's attack was actually ineffective? This was a surprise to Vita. But Abby, who was pulling him forward, turned back, with a bit of anger in his eyes, like
He's talking about how could I put us in mortal danger right here at the door? I have a good relationship with Grandma Wolf.
Vita understood, but smiled bitterly.
It's just that you are not certain to die.
The surprise in Stephanie's eyes had disappeared. She just sighed, then reached out and took the emperor's wrist. A slight pain arose in her heart, which would definitely be returned to Vita twice.
A gelatinous hose protrudes from the sleeve of Stephanie's wedding dress, and the needle at the end is connected to the somewhat dry skin of the middle-aged emperor. The hose bulges. Stephanie is the city, and it can also be the most powerful hospital in the city.
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The next moment, Vita, who was struggling to crawl on the sticky rainbow, suddenly felt a sluggishness in his body. But the time in the outside world seemed to speed up suddenly, and the long and sharp sound of the artillery shells that hit the city in the air shortened to
A short whine.
"Are we slowing down?" Abby turned her head and squeezed out a little more strength to pull Vita up a little further. The ajar door at the end of the rainbow was no longer so far away.
"Maybe," Vita replied: "It's also possible that the outside world has been accelerated, it's the same."
What to do by accelerating time?
Stephanie is accelerating time to commit suicide. Even if life is thick, you cannot act recklessly, but if you play with time, Stephanie can gain more chips for herself while continuing her meticulous slaughter of her city. Vita and the others
What they saw were cannonballs and raging fires going on endlessly, but what people in the city saw was that death did not speed up the pace of His arrival, it was still so slow but unstoppable.
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The pieces of paper Felton got have been distributed to everyone. In a short period of time, they have figured out some of the rules of the attack. Felton is the guesser of the condition of "transcending life and death", and Wolf has mastered it.
With the addition of knowledge, it was simply self-evident to him what Stephanie wanted to do.
But the pressure in his heart could not be relieved. The pieces of paper were being distributed, and he didn't know what the result would be after breaking the team into pieces. Will he be able to get in touch with his companions scattered in other places as he wished? Or can he only get in touch with his teammates in other places?
Not far away, he heard the futile wails coming from the end of the paper from the people around him before they died?
Felton did not expect that the first voice coming from the paper was that of an old woman.
It was Tennyson. She rubbed the piece of paper that could transmit sound for a while in an unknown place. With her back to the meteor fire and the giant puppet rushing towards her, she said in a deep voice: "My fellow lions, I think you know who I am.
We also know how bad the situation is now.”
"Yes, the attack came too suddenly. I had prepared a lot of bad things to deal with Stephanie in the past few days, but now it was all in vain. Of course, I also remember that you have lost trust in me because of the coil. Maybe.
After I succeed, I will be the murderer of millions of people. But if I fail, Stephanie will be the murderer of millions of people. Ha, maybe she and I are indeed the same."
"But, don't forget, I am a loser after all, and I have only one purpose, which is to kill Stephanie, that's all. Now, our dear Governor is killing you, and she is also killing herself. You are now
The situation is the most dangerous, but it is also the most golden opportunity to kill Stephanie."
"So, for your own present and your future, help me. You are in the city, and you should be the virus in her body. And I presided over the attempt to kill the city in the imperial capital. I studied Stephen
I have been studying it for decades, and I am the person with the most commanding experience here." Tennyson finally turned her head and looked at the church that had protected itself with the turbulence of the world. Tennyson had just tried it, and she couldn't even get close.
: "So, gentlemen, I hope we can work together. In any case, this may be our last time to work together."
Another round of artillery rain fell, and Tennyson turned around. From a high place, she saw the small white flowers growing in the sea of fire on the ground.
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In the frantic time, Weta couldn't hear exactly how many rounds of artillery fire were fired outside. He only felt that the accelerating wind and sand stirred up by the weapons and artillery were like a sandstorm that could swallow everything. His calves were completely trapped in the rainbow, dragging him.
Abby is clearly out of control.
And as if she had finally harvested enough creatures, Stephanie, who looked like a saint under the wedding dress at this moment, put down the emperor's hand that she had been holding, and gently placed it on his chest.
Then, she finally stood up slowly. The pearl decorations on her wedding dress collided with each other crisply. Vita couldn't help but look back. Not far away, her face was pale and without a trace of blood, and it seemed that one poke could pierce her skin.
What was supposed to come finally came, Vita sighed. Under the acceleration of the outside world, she reached the point of death earlier than she thought. This journey across life and death was no longer her protection.
Stephanie moved forward slowly, step by step. Her feet stepped on the rainbow that Vita saw, but did not sink even a little bit in the slime.
Vita withdrew his gaze, put his hands on his knees and forced himself to exert force. Abby in front even had her umbilical cord hanging down, Vita slightly tidied up the red strips: "Abby, we have to hurry up."
"...Yeah." Abby agreed, her voice as thin as a mosquito's fly. Her weak hand wanted to pull Vita again, but was grabbed by the latter. Vita finally took another step forward and met Abby.
Side by side. Now, no one is holding anyone else back.
They supported each other and moved up bit by bit with difficulty. But Stephanie seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll. On the verge of death, it was difficult for her to set off another metal storm in this small church while maintaining her offensive on the city. However,
It's just that the power of the city cannot be allowed to leave the body too far.
While strolling in the garden, the distance between Vita and her quickly disappeared. She gently stretched out her hand forward. Vita did not look behind her, only feeling that the speed of the wind and sand outside the window seemed to be a little normal.
It seemed that was enough. Vita put his hand into his arms and touched something.
It was provided by Tennyson, the remote control that can call Trazor. This little girl from the big forest holds a lantern made by the great being of the Guardian, and now she is the most likely person to support Vita.
The remote control was pressed, one second, two seconds. The turbulence of time gradually subsided, and through the broken glass window of the chapel, a blue light shone in.
Then, the dark-skinned hand directly tore away the light, the lantern flickered, and Trazor stepped out of the light. After looking around for a moment, Stephanie's eyes lit up as she stood in the rainbow.
She licked her lips: "Please, give Tenochi's power back to him."
Stephanie raised her eyebrows: "Tenoch? Oh, that's the nurse's name."
With a frivolous tone, Stephanie shrugged her shoulders and continued to move towards Vita. Trazor breathed in: "Tenoch, what should we do now?"
The nurse with only one head smiled: "I taught you how to control light, and isn't this rainbow bridge just a light? Oh, you can help dear Mr. Vita, he can't hold it anymore."
Trazor waved the lantern, and Vita felt as if the rainbow under his feet had taken on a physical form. He and Abby worked hard together, and stronger strength erupted from the mutual support. They continued upward, and the ajar wooden door was already close at hand.
Trazor stepped forward with a lantern, and Vita's feet stepped firmly on the rainbow. After thinking for a moment, Vita turned back: "Mr. Caregiver, be careful of Stephanie's..."
Vita shut up.
The moment he turned around, he saw the light shining in the caregiver's lantern being held in Stephanie's hand. The caregiver's face on the lantern was filled with a twist of extreme surprise. Stephanie picked it up, and even the light emitted was released.
All the glory was buried in the gloom: "By the way, this little girl, I have always had a question to ask you."
Trazor lowered her head, and her hands had disappeared at some point. The dense wrist bones reflected the light of the lantern, which was in sharp contrast with her dark skin.
"What I want to ask is, your purpose should be to bring back your lover, right? But how long has it been since he, the other side of the lantern, has spoken?" Stephanie chuckled, admiring Trazor's expression.
From dullness to astonishment: "When did your ambition become to restore the power of the caregiver? How much bewitchment did he exert on you?"
Then, Stephanie's hand used force and crushed the light. The lantern turned into dots of stars in the explosion, leaving Trazor alone to sit there, as if she had had a long dream.
When I woke up, I finally realized that I still had nothing.
Stephanie clapped her hands and turned back. The rainbow at Vita's feet returned to mud. He and Abby stretched out their hands together, and their fingertips were only one foot away from the ajar door.
Next, it’s your turn. Stephanie smoothed out her uneven breathing due to the crushing of light. There were some wrinkles on the wedding dress, and she moved forward again. After a few seconds, she was only half a meter away from Vita, and Vita and
Abby's fingertips were only half a centimeter long. Kevita and the others' lower bodies had been completely swallowed up by the rainbow, but Stephanie's feet were extremely solid and broad.
She stretched out her hand towards them, only half a meter away...
But the next moment, Stephanie suddenly felt a cold feeling on the back of her feet, and her knees unconsciously fell down, staining her white wedding dress. She turned back, opened the hem of her skirt, and her heels disappeared so suddenly.
Vita and Abby touched the door together.
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In a city where time has sped up too much compared to that in the chapel, Andrew is riding a white horse, with tears still on his face. He has not found Sevi. And his home, a small three-bedroom apartment, has been turned into a sea of fire.
.Beside him were several defeated knights organized by him, each holding simple weapons, and seemed to be following Andrew to protect someone.
They are a group of workers. They are the companions who got Felton's piece of paper.
Old Jimmy held a piece of communication paper, and the vibration of the paper was accompanied by bursts of noise. He had a map of the city pinned to his chest, which was placed together with another piece of magically folded human body provided by Tennyson.
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Old Jimmy wiped his nose. His comrades were carrying portable air compressors, shovels, hammers, and even small screwdrivers, and were doing extensive construction work in a corner of the city. According to the folding of the map and the human body, here
The corresponding one may be an existing heel tendon.
Andrew looked up at the sky and shouted: "Hurry up, the next round of air strikes will arrive in 7 minutes!"
"That's enough." Old Jimmy put away the drawings and rushed forward to swing the hammer himself: "What represents the great existence of the city? It's ridiculous."
"I want her to see who is the real master of the city, who is it!?"
"It's us, us!" the workers shouted. The tools in their hands cut off Stephanie's heel. They did something that even the great caregiver could not do.
Chapter completed!