Chapter 49 The Fighting Style of the Melancholy Blues
The escape and pursuit just now sounded tense, but in fact, Apaki and Misda only ran a distance of more than ten meters in total.
They just went a little deeper into the ruins from the periphery of the ruins.
At first glance, the environment around the two people has not changed much.
In addition to being too nervous, Mista can be said to have all the advantages and full of state compared to Apaki, who was shot three times and was bleeding.
"Why am I in a desperate situation?"
Mysda can't figure it out.
He had no way of understanding why the other party could still show such calmness and confidence in winning under such obvious situation gaps.
"Don't bluff"
"You are the one who is pointed at the head by the gun now!"
Misda, who is completely a new rookie, didn't even consider the opponent's substitute ability, so she raised her gun and shouted:
"Don't move!"
He also pointed to the melancholy blues beside Apaki:
"You and your blue thing are not allowed to move!"
"Haha, haven't you found it yet?"
"It's also true that I haven't shown my substitute ability in front of you, and you don't realize it is also worth it."
Apaki endured the pain and smiled slightly.
“My melancholy blues are really not good at fighting.”
"Its substitute ability can only be used for replay. During the replay, it can only be played mechanically according to the target's past action trajectory. There is no way to attack freely according to my wishes."
"But that doesn't mean it can't be used to fight."
"Since Melancholy Blues cannot decide its own trajectory during the replay, I will let the enemy go to its own trajectory!"
"???" Mista's expression of doubt on life.
He didn't even know what the substitute was, and naturally he didn't know what Apaki was talking about now.
Apaki, regardless of whether Mista could understand or not, continued to explain to himself:
"Stupid boy"
"Although you just followed me to run here for more than ten meters, this distance of more than ten meters is enough to determine the outcome!"
"Look at your feet"
"You just looked like an ignorant child, seeking death to break into the railway tracks with high-speed trains!"
"What!"
Mysda looked down at her feet as Apaki said:
“???”
"Nothing?"
"Isn't it just the gravel mud left when the piece of meat passed by?"
Misda was still confused.
However, in just the next second, his blank expression completely frozen on his face.
Instead, there is an unspeakable fear.
because
When Misda raised his head and looked at Apaki again, the terrifying piece of meat that left a deep impression on him twenty minutes ago actually appeared in front of him!
The huge body, which was six or seven meters high, the disgusting and hideous nauseous touching arms, and the disgusting dense sarcoma just stood in front of him, and the cast shadows blocked Mista's entire body.
There is no doubt that this is the meat that almost ruined half of the town.
But in fact
It is melancholy blues, it is melancholy blues with replay mode turned on and turned into meat-like pieces.
"The "place" element is destroyed and memory cannot be read."
"However, what cannot be read is only the memory that occurs before the terrain is destroyed."
"And this piece of meat is a destroyer, and it still acts here after the terrain is destroyed."
"This means that this destroyed land is the "location" element that carries its memory of action!"
Looking at Misda with a terrified look, Apaki explained this.
"The two elements of "time" and "place" are complete, then"
"Start play, melancholy blues!"
As soon as the words fell, the melancholy blues that changed into bloated meat immediately activated their replay ability.
It instantly restored the fierce posture of the meat chasing Li Qing twenty minutes ago: it was like a giant tank with full power, rushing towards Mista, who was dull in front of him.
No
Strictly speaking, the Melancholy Blues did not deliberately crash into Misda, but just mechanically restored the movement trajectory of the meat 20 minutes ago.
It was Misda who came to its trajectory and blocked the behemoth's way.
Apaki had to run forward for more than ten meters before being shot, in order to lead Misda here and to this long-planned "rail track".
"ah!"
Misda instinctively exclaimed.
After seeing this amazing scene, he soon lost the confidence he had just developed because of his awakening ability.
He began to dodge aside in horror, and fired two random shots at the meat that was hitting towards him.
But this has no effect at all.
The bullet hit the meat piece as big as a small house, and could only create a small hole in its soft and tough body that was difficult to distinguish between the naked eye.
Compared to its extremely large body size, this small wound can almost be ignored.
Correspondingly, even if such damage is restored to the substitute messenger Apaki in equal proportion, it is almost the same as being stabbed by two thin needles.
The shooting could not stop the melancholy blues of the "meat mode", and it was still rushing forward at that terrifying speed.
And Mista's dodging actions in panic were just useless work.
The speed of the meat was too fast. He didn't even jump out of half a meter away, but was hit hard by the meat mountain that was pressing towards him.
"Well!!"
Misda let out a shrill scream, and was hit by this huge force and flew backwards.
By the time he landed again, he was already in the pile of rubble seven or eight meters away.
Fortunately, the body of the meat piece itself is soft and qq, just like an airbag that explodes during a collision, playing a huge buffering role.
But even so, the huge kinetic energy brought by the super high speed and super heavy mass still caused extremely serious damage to Mista.
"It hurts so much and it's dizzy"
This strong boy, who was covered in "meat", could no longer withstand the cruel blows imposed on him one after another.
Misda fell to the ground, tilted her head, and fainted with a gun.
Apaki breathed a sigh of relief, too:
"Hu finally won"
"but"
He gritted his teeth and pressed his bleeding wound, and looked at Mista who was unconscious over there:
"Is this kid really an enemy of the organization?"
"Although the collision speed of the Melancholy Blues was fast, if he calmed down and activated his stand-in ability in time, even if he couldn't stop the Melancholy Blues' attack, he would have a great chance of dying with me."
"But he was afraid of being like that."
Apaki frowned deeply.
He just joined the gangster and hadn't really seen the darkness yet, couldn't help but fall into a tangle:
"This kid gives people the feeling of being a rookie who doesn't know anything."
"Is the enemy that the organization must kill, such a child with no combat experience?"
"but"
He murmured to himself in a self-deprecating tone:
"What am I sighing!"
"I am no longer the naughty man who has ideals to apply for the police. I am an evil gangster now, why are you still worried about the so-called justice?"
"The people who drive meat to destroy the city are my companions, and the people who risk their lives to save the city are my enemies."
Apaki looked at the young man who had fallen into a coma in front of him, and his expression became complicated.
He recalled this rookie who was young, immature, ignorant, and even feared to tremble with his legs when he encountered danger. At that time, he mustered up the courage to lie in front of himself, a bad person.
Chapter completed!