People in the Ark, Dimensional Blacksmith

At this moment, Soros was no longer the human form that Silber saw before. He transformed his limbs and spine into a cheetah-like shape, and his running posture was like a wild beast.

Under such circumstances, Soros's speed could even catch up with the mammoth chariot at a speed of [-] kilometers per hour, and the distance between the two was still shrinking.

"I'm curious where he got so much energy for his muscles to consume."

Silber looked at the observer calmly, and analyzed the changes in Soros with Lie Hanqing: "Is the energy directly extracted from the source stone?"

"At present, no one has been able to directly convert the origin stone energy into physical energy, at least not in human beings." Lie Hanqing frowned and observed the returned screen. She kept thinking about related examples in her mind, but in the end They were all denied by her again: "The physiological structure of human beings is doomed that we cannot directly convert the origin stone energy into ATP, glycogen or fat. The process of origin stone assimilation is one-way, and the example of Soros is indeed It's the first time I've seen it.

"In the absence of sufficient samples, many claims can only be regarded as hypotheses."

Silber nodded slightly: "I understand what you mean—pay attention to the holes on his back, which are distributed near the spine. From the thermal image, those should be the grille vents on his body."

The cooling vent on the human body... Hearing this description, Lie Hanqing almost didn't tense his expression. After all, it's a bit weird that this kind of term appears on a flesh and blood body.

However, judging from the current situation of Soros, Lie Hanqing can only accept this rather weird fact.

Although normal humans do not use this structure for heat dissipation, perhaps for a bloodthirsty Autobot, this heat dissipation method may be very suitable for his style of painting.

"It is said that it is an enemy of my own talent, but now I still rely on this kind of design that has gone through countless trials and practices."

It can be said that Silber easily guessed the current internal situation of Soros' body. Judging from the fact that his heart was blown away by a cannonball before, Soros can now move in such a form, which must be regenerated from himself. heart has been remodeled.

Judging from the current posture, Soros has not maintained his behavior style of relying on talent to achieve his goals.

"His speed has slowed down." Lie Hanqing looked at the continuously extending route on the map and reported to Silber: "He found something was wrong."

"It's not a big problem." Silber chuckled lightly: "At this time, all you need to do is give the other party a little sweetness."

Following his words, a large number of sparks suddenly erupted from the right rear track of the mammoth chariot, and amidst the sharp and piercing sound of metal friction, the right rear track group suddenly fell into a short-term jam.

This sudden situation almost caused the mammoth chariot to enter an unbalanced state, and the entire car body deviated from the direction, drawing deep dents on the road.

Although the set of tracks soon resumed rotation, it was obvious that the damage to the tracks had affected the speed of the mammoth chariot.

And this also caused the distance between Soros and the chariot to be shortened rapidly. After the opponent discovered this, he could clearly see that he had raised a wave of energy to catch up.

"Reduce the work efficiency of vertical stabilization, load the ammunition, the order: kinetic energy ammunition - high explosive ammunition alternately, every 30 seconds."

The fire control system received the information from Silber, and the swaying trajectory of the gun barrel also immediately showed signs of spreading.

Like.

In fact, for this type of tank, it is not recommended to bombard it at high speed, let alone a method close to rapid fire.

The main reason is that in such a state, it is difficult for the fire control system to ensure the accuracy of aiming, not to mention that the target is still a humanoid target.

However, it can also be seen from Silber's lifting of the stabilizer that his goal from the beginning was not to kill or kill at all. If he had to say it, it seemed to make this artillery directly become the atmosphere of the battlefield.

Sure enough, under many restrictions, the fire control of the mammoth chariot also lost its reliability, and all the shells were bombarded in other places, without any impact on Soros himself.

On the contrary, Soros revealed a kind of ferocity when passing through the smoke and dust rolled up by the shells. His pace improved a lot again, and after another rapid artillery fire, he directly moved forward one step forward. Jump.

The explosive charge that squeezed out all his physical energy brought Soros directly to the rear of the chariot. At the same time, his mouth had already turned into a row of iron clamps, biting the protrusion on the rear hood of the chariot tightly, It is fixed on the chariot itself.

"The distance from the target?"

At such a time, Silber suddenly asked a seemingly insignificant sentence instead.

Lie Hanqing stared at the screen, and quickly responded: "300 meters."

"Okay, that's enough."

During the communication between the two, Soros had already climbed onto the chariot. He transformed his body into metal again, turning his upper body back into a human being, while his lower body turned into four tentacles like an octopus. , firmly grasping the hull of the chariot.

"I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

Soros's hands became claws, and they directly stabbed at the rear armor layer of the tank turret. Under the effect of Originium technology, these composite armors were quickly assimilated into ordinary steel with lower strength, and under the power of Soros torn apart.

At the same time, the quadrupeds turned into tentacles also broke through the hood of the chariot, exposing the hidden Originium energy engine directly to the air.

The insane craftsman raised the torn steel sheet and inserted it forcefully into the Originium energy engine below. After several sounds of cylinder stagnation and explosion came, the transmission system of the chariot immediately started There was an unbearable cry of grief.

For a moment, the chariot seemed to have lost the ability to move forward, the speed of the entire car body slowed down, and finally entered the sliding stage slowly.

When the chariot stopped on an empty street, Soros had already eroded and destroyed the entire Originium energy engine into pieces, and there was no possibility of restarting it.

He looked towards the exit of the turret with a smirk, his voice hoarse and full of sarcasm: "I must admit, you are the best craftsman I have ever seen.

"But just like those of your kind, no matter how outstanding the calculations are, no matter how sophisticated the design is, it only takes one stone to destroy it."

Soros reached out and grabbed the hatch of the turret. Under the influence of Originium skills, the hatch gradually lost its original strength, allowing it to be pulled and broken by Soros directly.

"Mathematical models and technological products are fragile, and their stability is like tall buildings built on sand, which seem to be towering into the sky, but are actually crumbling.

"Come on, let me see your expression now!"

The hatch cover was torn off and thrown away, Soros couldn't wait to stretch his head to look into the cabin, and the expression on his face immediately froze.

Because in the cabin, apart from a few joysticks linked by the remote control system, there are no extra figures.

"However, formulas and quantifications make this fragile building indestructible."

呲——呵——呵—

The unique cutting sound of eager explosives surrounded Soros, and he immediately turned his head to look around, and found that wherever he looked, there were sparks from eager explosives at work.

Before he could get out of the chariot and try to run out, the ground collapsed under his feet.

The entire street lost its support point, and it collapsed and fell into the hollow under the ground.

Tremors and roars spread throughout the city, but the city seemed to be asleep and did not respond to it.

Soros removed the metallization of his whole body, he quickly looked around, his sight was blocked by the smoke, his anger could no longer be restrained, and he cursed: "You coward who only knows about tricks! Come out if you have the ability! Face me!"

"it is good."

Silber's voice was simple and clear, full of extreme rationality.

After the smoke cleared, Soros looked in the direction of the sound, and finally saw the craftsman who was his enemy in this night.

A support tank was parked outside the collapsed area. Its side cabin was opened, and the array of screens inside and the energy generator that occupied half of the vehicle could be seen.

And the craftsman who responded to him was standing beside the chariot.

He seemed to be wearing a set of leather armor, and there was a round portable origin stone energy reactor on his chest, but the most eye-catching thing was the pair of huge fist gloves on his arms.

Silber unplugged the data cable from the Atlas glove, clenched his fist and looked at Soros:

"The third match."

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Chapter 90 Fighting is Forging

Intense

The fierce chasing battle and the continuous provoking of Soros' emotions made the magician completely unaware that he had left the core city area, and even chased the chariot all the way to a relatively remote urban area.

For tonight's battle, Silber has made sufficient preparations, considering both the content of the battle and the environment of the battlefield.

Judging from the news from Jeanna, Soros is definitely an enemy who will use other people's empathy to target, so when choosing the battlefield, Silber considered that it would be best if this battle could be fought against The only person Soros came into contact with was himself.

Therefore, whether it was the first chariot or the chariot in the follow-up chase, the driver in it was either an old guard like Roland, or it was simply unmanned.

Silber believes that human nature cannot be tested, just like the train problem. For him, at the moment when he puts himself on the lever, no matter what answer he makes to this problem, he actually has It's already a loss.

So from the very beginning, Silber decided to cut off the rails, so that the train would not be able to run.

Provocations, self-destruction, and shelling were all part of the plan to make Soros gradually lose his ability to observe the outside world.

Originally, Silber thought that the opponent's insight ability would be stronger, but judging from the results, this kind of guy with a flamboyant personality and even some distortions is far worse than he imagined in terms of ability to resist pressure.

Thanks to myself, before the plan started, I also partially repaired the buffer city where the workshop is located, making it look no different from ordinary suburbs.

After all, only here can Silber create a truly suitable stage.

When the ground collapsed into this completely abandoned underground pipeline, the battlefield has changed from street fighting to face-to-face battle of trapped beasts.

Putting oneself in a dangerous place seems to be inconsistent with the behavior of craftsmen. After all, as a craftsman, one should use all the tools one has to resolve crises.

But for Silber, whether it is standing behind the scenes and using layer upon layer of planning and clever use of equipment and props to control the enemy from thousands of miles away, or standing face to face with the enemy and directly solving all problems, These are all fighting styles he can accept.

Because craftsmen depend not only on those props, but also on the same body that has been tempered for a long time.

In Silber's view, such a battle is just another forging.

It's called the Forge of Victory.

Soros twisted his neck extremely slowly, and the changes in the beast form on his body gradually returned to the human body, while his fingers stretched together and turned into a black steel knife.

"You should keep using those beast transformations."

Silber walked forward from the side of the chariot, and as the portable reactor began to supply energy to the glove, various abilities of the Atlas glove were gradually activated, and sprays appeared from the pressure relief port. white steam:

"Or, you suddenly found that after becoming a beast, your heart was liberated, and then you didn't want to admit that you were a beast, so you changed back to your original form? That is your talent, and you should embrace it. "

Soros had already stood up straight at this time, and the original mutated spine and vents had returned to their original state, but from the damaged clothes, it could be seen that Soros was definitely not in a good condition at the moment.

Whether it's the obvious skin color gap around the waist, or the metallic color in the heart area, it can be said that the traces and colors are messy, making Soros look extremely embarrassed.

"It's decided. I'll tear off your tongue as a souvenir." Soros tore off all the clothes on his body and threw them aside. When the coat that seemed to be made of cloth fell to the ground, there was a sound of gold and iron colliding. Apparently this suit is not as ordinary as it looks: "Smart-tongued guy, you're about to experience what hell it is."

"Don't talk about the gap between talent and talent at this time?" Silber's expression was always that indifferent, but the aggressiveness in his tone was so obvious that it was about to overflow: "So, are you in a hurry? "

With a scream, Soros jumped off the wreckage of the chariot, leaned over and rushed in the direction where Silber was.

And Silber finally restrained the indifferent look on his face, raised his hands and made a posture of fighting preparations.

If W or Kelsey were here, they would find that Silber looked like he was standing in front of the forge in the workshop.

Forging starts here.

Due to Soros' vicious reputation, Silber can be said to have made quite cautious preparations. Since the first round of artillery battle tonight, he has been weakening Soros' physical fitness and state.

After all, Silber can still recognize clearly that the Victorian military martial arts he practiced in the military academy is at best the skill of a four-legged cat.

It might be okay to deal with ordinary people, but to deal with an existence of Soros' level, it must take a little advantage elsewhere.

However, after the two fought together, Silber suddenly found that his prediction of the battle seemed to have made a little mistake.

On the one hand, Soros' state is far worse than imagined, even after just one fist-to-hand encounter, Silber can detect