When time and space were in chaos, the flow of time in each fragment space would be different.
Although from Feng Bujue's point of view, the "Dimensional Invasion" had only been going on for a few minutes, from Snow's point of view … it had been at least three hours since these strange occurrences had occurred.
Therefore, Snow and his subordinates were already used to the situation around them. They even came out in an organized manner to kill the monsters and guide the crowd to a safe place to take refuge.
"Snow." After seeing the changes in front of him, Feng Bujue ignored Snow's mocking words. He only looked at Sam Montier and the Bloody Corpse God in the distance and said in a low voice, "Do me a favor."
"Hey hey …" Snow heard this and still had that cynical look on his face. "You don't want me to help you get rid of those two big bosses, do you?"
"You can't get rid of them." Feng Bujue's response was direct. "But you can help me hold them back."
"If I hold them back, what about you?" Just as Snow asked this question …
On the other side, Sam Montier and the Bloody Corpse God seemed to be driven by some kind of force. They both stopped in their tracks and shifted their gazes. Finally, they locked their gazes on Feng Bujue.
At this moment, their faces were expressionless, but their eyes were filled with white light …
"I will correct all of this," Brother Jue replied. The moment he spoke, he stepped off the ground and leaped into the air.
"Ah … What a capricious fellow," Snow said with a smile as he looked at his back. "Of course … I don't hate that about you."
As he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.
As soon as the sound was made, the thirty plus men in black suits behind Snow moved in unison and rushed forward.
At this time, Snow's left hand pressed a button on a pager hidden in his pants pocket …
Two seconds later, Feng Bujue, who used Geppo, was about ten meters above the Blood Zombie God. Just as he was about to pass it, the Blood Zombie God suddenly raised its head and opened its mouth at an angle that was impossible to imagine. It looked like it was going to tear its own chin apart … and aimed at Brother Jue.
Abundant energy flashed in the Blood Corpse God's throat. Without a doubt, he was planning to use his mouth to release some kind of energy wave to attack Brother Jue.
However, just a second before the Blood Corpse God's "mouth cannon" blasted out, the fastest man in a black suit had already arrived in front of him, and with a grab, he threw himself at his waist.
Chi —
Due to the interference at the moment of the attack, the Blood Corpse God's head tilted to one side, and the energy beam from its mouth was also deflected.
The energy beam, which was as thick as a giant pillar, swept toward the buildings on the side of the street. Like a sharp sword of light, it easily cut through several concrete buildings.
As the buildings collapsed, there was a rumbling sound and a dark shadow loomed over them. But in this situation, Snow's men in black suits did not show any signs of panic. They still maintained their formation and moved in an orderly manner. Half of them continued to besiege the Bloody Corpse God, while the other half rushed toward Sam Montier, who was further away.
Obviously, Snow's title as the "Prince of the Underground World" was not just for show …
In the game, he might be a small character, but in real life, any of his bodyguards were much better at fighting than the top players in the game.
At this moment, there were more than 30 people beside Snow. They were undoubtedly his most elite bodyguards. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were "death soldiers." Therefore, after the dimensional erosion began, they appeared not far from Snow.
Furthermore, these thirty plus men in black suits were all game characters that had been created in Thriller Paradise before. When Snow decided to play this game, he had requested for his subordinates to use their sleep time to train. Perhaps they would be able to help him in the game in the future.
Now, it looked like this move had come in handy.
This large group of qualified warriors in the real world, after obtaining the game world's abilities, would immediately become a powerful force.
Unfortunately, facing existences like the Blood Corpse God and Sam Montier, they were still too weak.
After being temporarily suppressed, the Blood Corpse God immediately resisted. With just a few struggling movements, he sent several men in black suits flying like cannonballs. They crashed into the buildings by the street. Two of them were punched through by his fists and died on the spot.
As for the people who jumped toward Sam Montier, they were also stopped by him in midair. Sam Montier only flapped his wings and used his Mana to force them back to the ground with an invisible force.
"Come on … Come on …" Witnessing the rapid defeat of his men, Snow stood where he was and used the tone of someone who was watching a horse race, waiting for the result to come out.
Finally, after two-thirds of the men in black suits were dead, the thing that Snow had been waiting for arrived.
At that moment, there was a whooshing sound. Bang! With two sounds, a metal cube that came out of nowhere fell from the sky and landed on the road about three meters away from Snow. Judging from the marks left on the ground by the "metal cube," this thing weighed at least a ton.
"Activate the armor." Snow did not delay either. In the same second that the metal piece landed, he had already walked over to it and said these four words.
[Voiceprint identification complete. Initiating neural network scanning …]
[Identity confirmed. Welcome back, Mr. Snow.]
Following the mechanical voice from the metal cube, the entire cube unfolded, revealing a set of humanoid armor.
This set of armor was originally one of Snow's collections — a 1: 1 scale "Superhuman Annihilation Armor." Of course, before the dimensional invasion, this was only a set of well-made models. Other than for display and collection, it did not have any practical uses.
However, when the two worlds began to merge, the situation was different …
In this chaotic time and space, Snow used his skills in the game and used this set of models as a foundation to carry out modifications. Finally, he successfully created the kinetic skeleton in front of him that could be used in actual combat.
"Hmph … Feng Bujue, you owe me more and more favors …" When he put on the power armor, only five or six of Snow's men were left. He looked at the corpses in front of him, but he did not have the slightest fear. On the contrary, he chose to join the battle even more resolutely.
Because Feng Bujue said, "I will correct all of this." For Snow, such a sentence was enough.
He did not need too much explanation, nor did he need any strong and reasonable motives.
People like Snow, who were born in a peaceful world, would feel lost. He was born at the end of the struggle of most people. There was no pressure to survive, and he had no goals. He had outstanding talents, but he could not find a way to use them. Therefore, he wandered in the shadows of the world and tried his best to spy on the dark side of human nature. He wanted to find his own value in this game called "life."
However, all of his efforts were in vain.
Until the end of the world, this frivolous, indifferent, and even cold-blooded man truly felt that he was … alive.
Boom!
A loud noise broke through the air, and a powerful fist struck.
Snow, who was wearing the [Superhuman Annihilation Armor (Fake)], had combat power that his subordinates could not compare to. He charged forward and grabbed the Bloody Corpse Holy Puppet with his right arm, pressing it deep into the crack in the ground.
At the same time, he raised his left arm and launched a series of high-energy beam attacks at Sam Montier in the air. The beams successfully pierced through the latter's giant wings, causing him to lose his balance and speed in the air and stumble to the ground.
Just like that, with the combined efforts of Snow and the men in black suits, the Bloody Corpse God and Sam Montier were unable to catch up to Feng Bujue. They could only watch as Brother Jue flew away …
Of course, a large part of the reason why this was possible was because … Sam Montier and the Bloody Corpse God had already lost their self-awareness. They were only carrying out the order to "stop Feng Bujue," so they did not have the intelligence, strategy, or combat experience they originally had.
"Ugh!" Three seconds later, Sam Montier, who landed on the ground, let out an instinctive roar. Before he finished his roar, his wounds had already healed, and he stood up from the ground. Then, with a swipe of his claws, he tore apart the bodies of the two men in black suits …
At the same time, because Feng Bujue was far away, Sam Montier once again entered "indiscriminate destruction" mode and began to attack the nearest other-dimensional lifeform.
And the Bloody Corpse God … was the same. After he lost his target, he became even more dangerous than before. After a second, he coldly removed the right arm of the power armor on top of him …
…
Time was still ticking.
In the huge city, screams and destruction were still spreading.
Feng Bujue was still running, rushing to the next space-time rift closest to him. Behind him, there were countless bodies.
Snow had already fallen into the broken power armor. When he fell, he still had that mocking smile on his face as he looked up at the sky that was gradually covered by smoke.
Snow's body was now the same as the power armor … it was broken. His vital signs were disappearing from his body, and his last breath could no longer attract the attacks of the monsters.
"Is this … death …" Snow himself did not know if these words were echoing in his mind or if they were muttered out of his mouth. "Ah … it's really a little lonely … cough … cough …" A mouthful of blood surged up, and a part of it went into his lungs. However, his breathing was really too weak, and he did not even have the strength to cough up the whole mouthful of blood. "Ah … but, this last bit of fun … is indeed unprecedented …"
He was still laughing, and he had never laughed so happily before.
But in this laughter, there was a hint of regret and sadness, as well as his attachment to this world.
"All of this must have something to do with you …" Snow looked at the sky where Feng Bujue disappeared into the distance. He was deep in thought, but the light in his eyes finally dimmed. "I really have to thank you … for letting me experience … this highest level of game …"
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