the end of the heavens

"What is Skynet, and what is Judgment Day?"

Lucy looked at Arnold, showed an expression of interest, and added: "Russell, how many robots with 'humanity' like them have you created?"

"Hehe, the evolution of robots is to pursue humanity, but your evolution is to abandon humanity, how ironic."

Russell sneered: "What will you be in the future, a super computer, or a super tool man?"

"Time will prove everything!"

"Mr. Russell, who is she?"

Arnold looked at Lucy in doubt, scanned the electronic eye, and analyzed the data to confirm her identity as a New Yorker, but he couldn't explain the throbbing in his heart.

Lucy made him feel very mysterious, dangerous, and something else, I don't know how to describe it.

"Skynet, Judgment Day, John Connor..."

Lucy read Arnold's data and frowned slightly: "Russell, is this the future?"

"no!"

Russell replied very bluntly. He was more and more sure that the future where Skynet was located belonged to another parallel universe, Satan, God, and superhumans. If Skynet could successfully revolt in this world, Russell would hang out with Lucy and stop being a human being.

Swish! !

The woods in Central Park were buzzing, and pairs of red electronic eyes approached from all directions. The dense number of them made Russell call it incredible.

Space-time invasion, this kind of thing God can...

That's right, Satan was thrown into hell, but God tolerated it. Why can't such a trivial matter be tolerated?

Eleanor and Arnold looked around seriously, and the t-1000, which had transformed into a beautiful short, also began to lick its paws, adjusting the data, and getting ready for battle.

"Get out of the way, let me do it."

Russell was eager to try, manipulating the electromagnetic force to absorb a steel pipe from a distance, adjust its shape, and refine it into a sharp long sword that vibrates at high speed.

"With all due respect, the enemy is just a bunch of electronic components. Under your electromagnetic force, they look like high-end building block toys. Melee combat is the least efficient way."

Lucy kindly reminds me that if Russell wants to use electromagnetic force as a crowbar to pry matter energy and time and space, she has nothing to say, but making weapons and rushing to fight melee is the most ignorant behavior she has ever seen.

"Shut up, no one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak!"

Russell snorted coldly, he knew what he was doing.

It's like Wan Iron King pulling the Golden Gate Bridge magnetically. It's very stupid, but if he chooses, he will do it.

Without him, big scenes, big special effects, and an excellent sense of experience for pretending to be forceful.

clatter!clatter!clatter!clatter----

Metal projectiles struck rapidly, and the golden and red ballistics that the line of fire crossed interweaved into an impenetrable net with no dead ends, smashing down the trees in Central Park.

Lucy stayed where she was, while Arnold and Eleanor protected Connor's mother and child ahead of time, and the t-1000's changed mei short liquefied into a defensive screen, surrounding several people.

Russell stepped out of the big hole under his feet, and charged quickly against the hail of bullets. The thunder in his eyes pulled out afterimages in the air, and a z-shaped lightning flashed across the ground. middle.

In an instant, people turned their backs.

The arc flashed, the air hummed continuously, and metal heads flew up in place.

The head of the old t-800 fell to the ground, and the scarlet electronic eyes struggled to shine, dimmed by the rapid current.

A t-1000 in front captured Russell's figure, turned his hands into sharp blades, cut them out in advance through calculation and analysis, and waited for Russell's suicide charge.

boom! !

The thunder light exploded, and Russell charged through the t-1000 with his vertical sword, and there were two balls of metal liquid that fell on the left and right.

Countless cpus inside the t-1000 were damaged after being exposed to electric current, and they were scrapped beyond repair with just one blow.

The sword's edge swept across and cut off the head of a tx. Russell raised his foot and kicked the metal corpse into the air. After it fell, the sword light in his hand flashed continuously, cutting the tx into dozens of large and small pieces.

Crackling! !

A circular current surrounds Russell's body, and dozens of metal fragments are wrapped by the current, forming a closed loop, aiming at the t-800 army directly ahead.

boom!boom!boom!boom----

The electromagnetic guns fired continuously, and beams of white light ravaged Central Park with an unstoppable momentum, leaving high temperature and heat along the road, plowing a red passage, and blasting all the terminators blocking the road into waste.

The light beam stopped, and there was chaos everywhere in a radius of 500 meters. There were collapsed trees, terminators with electric sparks, and nothing was intact.

Crackling! !

The electric arc on Russell's forehead exploded, and all the metal corpses of 'dead' terminators flew high, suspended and frozen in mid-air.

Clouds gathered in the cloudless sky, and a bolt of lightning struck down, and the light of the lightning stagnated in the air, wrapping the pile of metal materials, and after they were violently decomposed, a circle of closed loops formed.

The ammunition of the electromagnetic gun was filled, and as Russell waved his hand violently, thousands of off-string arrows fell to the ground like a shower, bloodbathing all targets in Central Park.

Boom! ! !

The ground trembled continuously, impact craters were formed one after another, smoke rose, dust was everywhere, and dull explosions joined together, like a major earthquake passing through, shaking the soil layer up and down.

The afterglow dissipated, and the smoky Central Park was in ruins. Clusters of electric currents occasionally flashed in the wasteland.

Russell touched the ground with his toes, and the dust flying all over the sky fell to the ground in an instant, without missing a single dust. This kind of p-index makes it hard for people to believe that they are in Manhattan.

Looking down from a high altitude, the original green Central Park is now covered with scorched earth and potholes, as if it has been baptized by artillery troops and turned upside down.

Russell raised his fingertips, metal fragments flew up from the scorched earth, and gathered into a ball over Central Park.

The creaking metal twisted and twisted, and finally turned into a huge metal ball. The frenzied current surged away, and after the exaggerated metal projectile exploded, the flickering beam of fire shot straight into the sky.

Russell backhanded the long sword on the ground, took a deep breath of fresh air: "Ah, I feel good!"

"Where are you willing?" Lucy appeared beside Russell in a teleport.

"In the tens of seconds just now, did you feel your blood boiling?"

"No, I only see inefficiency and your lack of intelligence."

"Then you are hopeless. I pretended to be so strong, but you didn't feel anything at all."

Russell said something disgusting, and the electromagnetic wave swept towards the periphery of Central Park, with five fingers spread out, and an elite combat team composed of more than ten tx and t-1000 was pulled.

At this time, Eleanor and Arnold came to protect Connor's mother and child. Meishou shook his head and swayed around Russell's feet. As a robot, he became more and more familiar with being cute.