Volume 15 Gray Fog Forest Chapter 784: Endless Torture
"No... No, absolutely not!" muttered the human figure covered by thick fog.
"Why not? If I can't get out, then staying here will be 'contaminated' sooner or later... In that case..." Sanshisan was interrupted by the other party before he could finish his words -
"If... you return to the Ark... you will bring... the pollution... back with you..." The other party's tone suddenly became cold and hard, which made Sanshisan feel a little alert. He released the black flying blades that he had just taken back again.
"Are you planning to leave me here?" Thirty-three said in a deep voice, "Since I can't escape the fate of being 'contaminated', at least let me know the whole story... Even if I die, I want to be a ghost who knows everything."
"No... the 'polluted' will not die... both the body... and the soul... will become a part of Him... and will never... rest in peace... For humans... it is... an endless torture." The human figure covered by thick fog stood up, and it grasped the steel pipe that pierced its chest with both hands. As it spoke, it slowly pulled the pipe out.
" Who is "Him"? Is he the 'great god' believed in by the Alpha civilization? What does endless torture mean?" Thirty-three knew that a battle with this guy in front of him was inevitable, but before the fight began, he still wanted to ask as many questions as possible.
"I...can't save you...but at least...I won't let you...become His sacrifice..." The other party held the steel pipe tightly in his right hand. Although the twisted edge at the front was covered with rust, it was still sharp. Just visually, it had great lethality. If you were stabbed by this thing...
"Huh... There should be a tetanus vaccine in the medical kit, right?" Thirty-three took a half step back and summoned nearly a hundred black flying blades, which formed a kite-shaped shield in front of him. Thirty-three didn't want to experience the feeling of being stabbed by this thing, whether it was pierced through the vitals or just scratched a layer of skin... You know, this thing was pulled out from the opponent's body, and who knows what kind of strange things it carries besides various bacteria and viruses.
"His power is reviving... They tried to fight... but failed... They bought us some time... But... We... arrived... much later than expected... Time... is running out... We must... stop the sacrifice as much as possible..."
After saying this, the human figure covered in thick fog raised the "tetanus spear" and rushed towards Thirty-Three!
"What did you say? What do you mean His power is reviving? Explain it clearly!" Thirty-three had already controlled the flying blade in the dark to shoot at the opponent, but the first sentence of the opponent's words just now made Thirty-three interrupt the attack...
This passage was discontinuous and had only a few words, but it contained an explosive amount of information... Unfortunately, at this critical moment, all Sanshisan could do was to memorize the passage word for word, and he had no time to chew it carefully.
"clang!"
The "Tetanus" spear hit the shield made of flying blades hard. The huge force immediately shattered the shield. The uncontrolled black flying blades flew in all directions, and some of them even almost scratched the thirty-three people standing behind the shield.
Of course, this was also related to the fact that Sanshisan was distracted by thinking about what the other party had just said... Controlling and manipulating hundreds of flying blades was already a heavy mental burden, and coupled with the distraction, he was half a second slower before he regained control of these flying blades, forming eight palm-sized "mini shields" in front of him.
Rather than calling it a mini shield, it would be more appropriate to call it a "heart guard". The opponent's spear was aimed directly at Sanshisan's heart, so he simply shrunk the defense area. Each "heart guard" was made up of a dozen overlapping flying blades, and its defense was several times stronger than the original "big and impractical" kite shield.
The "tetanus" spear in the opponent's hand pierced through five "heart guards" in a row, and stopped at the sixth "heart guard". The originally sharp twisted spear tip had now been squeezed into a messy piece of iron.
Although Ark has very high standards for the materials used to build warships, this steel pipe is only an air supply pipe inside the ship, not external armor or the main load-bearing frame. No matter how high the material requirements are, the best it can be is a high-performance corrosion-resistant alloy mixed with less than 0.5% Nino alloy. The strength is completely not on the same level as the black flying blade forged with 100% Nino alloy.
If the "heart guard" made of stacked black flying blades is regarded as a one-millimeter thick steel sheet, then this steel pipe is at best equivalent to a thin and crispy wafer biscuit.
Being able to break through five "heart-protecting mirrors" in succession was entirely due to the opponent's extremely terrifying explosive power.
"This guy's strength... is actually comparable to Asano Akira!" In Sanshisan's impression, among all the people he has fought with, only Asano Akira can achieve this level - Valentina and Ze Luo don't count, as the former relies on the power of the mecha, and the latter is simply a cheat.
According to Sanshisan's own estimation, a single layer of his "heart guard" could at least block direct fire from a large-caliber hunting pistol within a distance of ten meters, and three layers could block bullets from an anti-material sniper rifle, but the opponent instantly broke through five layers... The explosive power of this thrust was at least equivalent to that of a 25mm caliber machine gun on a light vehicle.
"It seems that I underestimated this guy's strength before." Sanshisan quickly retreated and distanced himself from the opponent. From the perspective of small-scale combat, he was not a melee character, and of course he was not a long-range ADC. The control range of the black flying blade was still not as good as that of firearms. If he had to be positioned, he should be an assassin or output-type auxiliary in the middle and long distance.
Those black flying blades that had been in position earlier attacked at the same time, shooting towards the opponent's vital points - cheeks, throat, heart, waist and ribs, lower body... At the same time, the same number of flying blades were aimed at the ankles, knees and other joints that could restrict the opponent's movement.
Thirty-three didn't know whether the opponent's vital parts as a human still existed after he became like this, but he didn't mind pricking the opponent into a hedgehog - since it was difficult to kill him with one blow, he would just choose a saturation attack.
But just as the tips of these black flying blades had just sunk into the layer of gray fog covering the opponent's body, Sanshisan instantly found that all the connections between him and the flying blades were cut off, just like in the forest -
These out-of-control black flying blades seemed to be fixed by some force. The next second, they fell to the ground one after another, making a clanging sound.
Nearly three seconds later, Sanshisan sensed the existence of these falling flying blades again. Before that, these flying blades seemed to have disappeared from his spiritual perception - he could see the flying blades on the ground, but he could not "touch" them at all with his abilities.
"The gray mist covering this guy is the same as the thick fog in the forest... I should have thought of this earlier!" Sanshisan felt a little guilty. Fortunately, he was not completely at a disadvantage in the current situation, otherwise he would not even have time to blame himself.
The front end of the steel pipe had turned into a lump of iron and lost its sharpness, but the opponent simply used it as a war hammer. Every time it was swung, a whistling sound of breaking wind could be made, and every heavy blow could smash the oncoming "heart guard" into pieces.
Since ancient times, the truly useful armor-piercing weapons are not sharp weapons , but blunt weapons with great force and power. The existence of war hammers is to directly smash the enemy wearing heavy armor into pieces, including the armor.
His usual flying blades could not tear open the opponent's "mist armor", and his own defensive means could only withstand one attack from the opponent, and before the next "heart-protecting mirror" was formed, the opponent's second attack would arrive... This attack frequency was not like a war hammer at all, but rather like a nimble dagger.
Thirty-three could only keep retreating, exchanging space for time... Fortunately, the corridor was long enough, and he had enough time to think of a countermeasure before being forced into a dead end.
The long-range attack of the flying blade is ineffective, so I guess only close combat means can cause effective damage to this guy... No, before that, at least I can try firearms first.
After all, bullets are powered by gunpowder, not some mysterious mental force.
Although the black flying blade is Sanshisan's main fighting method, as a retired veteran, his skills with guns are not bad at all.
After a "heart guard" that had just been formed was shattered by the opponent, Sanshisan took a big step back while pulling out the large-caliber hunting pistol from his waist, fixed the pistol at his waist with the "central axis heavy lock system" holding posture, and pulled the trigger continuously.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
The deafening sound of a hunting pistol echoed in the corridor, and three 0.5-inch caliber bullets all penetrated the gray fog... But the opponent's figure only delayed for a brief moment, and then he swung the hammer at Thirty-Three again.
" The bullet is effective... Although it can only cause a very short pause, it is at least not completely useless. It can be used as an auxiliary means at a critical moment." Sanshisan's brain quickly entered the thinking mode he was used to. This is a thinking mode "trained" on the ever-changing battlefield. However, what works faster than his brain is his body.
Another heart-protecting mirror quickly took shape, and after blocking the hammer, Thirty-Three did not retreat but instead rushed towards the opponent's left side.
He fired all the remaining bullets in the magazine of the pistol against his waist in one breath, and with his other hand he grabbed the Nino alloy dagger that ejected from the scabbard on its own, thrust it forward with force, and stabbed it into the opponent's ribs!
Since it is impossible to control the weapon with the mind to pierce through the mist, just use your hands directly... If the opponent can even block this, then Sanshisan will really have no way out.
The tip of Nino's alloy dagger seemed to be wrapped in a ball of extremely tough rubber. A strong torque was transmitted from the hilt. Sanshisan felt that the dagger would slip out of his hand at any time. He immediately threw away the pistol with an empty magazine, and instead clenched the sword with both hands, stirring it vigorously.
"Ah..." The human figure wrapped in the gray mist let out a howl. With one hand, it grabbed the part of the dagger that was still exposed outside the body to prevent Sanshisan from continuing to poke the tip of the sword inside. With the other hand, it swung the warhammer and smashed it at Sanshisan's head.
In a contest of strength, Sanshisan was naturally no match for this guy. He could only choose to give up the Nino alloy dagger and jump backwards.
"At least this guy feels pain... which means there's still more fighting..."
Thirty-Three wiped the blood off his face - although he had just narrowly avoided the falling war hammer, the strong wind from the hammer still scratched his cheek.
Just imagine what it would be like if this hammer landed on you...
"I stabbed this guy with a sword, and he seemed to still have enough strength to fight, but I definitely couldn't take his blow... I have to be careful..."
"Bullets can penetrate the gray fog, so maybe I can use inertia to accelerate the flying blade first, and then give up control of the flying blade when it gets close to the gray fog, so that the flying blade can use inertia to penetrate the gray fog and hit this guy's body... But the problem is that judging from the obstruction from the dagger just now, the piercing force of inertia alone is unlikely to cause any damage..."
