Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

(Xiao Bing's version of "Who" is a good song, but unfortunately I couldn't find it. Only Douyin has clips, so you can choose the BGM of this chapter.)

The roar of the engine echoed in the lonely snowfield, and the blue car was running rampant on the path leading to Yongdong Ridge. Jiang Fan stepped on the accelerator pedal hard, and the car made high-pitched noises. The tachometer was always at the red line. Wander.

The car's 16-cylinder engine burst out with astonishing power. The friction between the tires and the snow splashed up a half-meter-high snow curtain. The heart of this violent machine burned violently and roared only once in its life.

Jiang Fan looked silently at the rugged road ahead, and the steering wheel in his hand actually gave him a heavy feeling. At this time, the snow gradually became heavier, and the branches of withered trees on the roadside danced wildly in the wind. The weather was gloomy, Occasionally thunder and lightning tore through the clouds.

In this kind of blizzard weather, it is a very irrational behavior to press the accelerator of a car to the bottom when the surrounding visibility is extremely low. There is very little friction between the tires and the snow layer, and there is always the possibility of running off the mountain road and hitting the cliff. .

But he had no extra time to think. The feeling of panic and urgency came to him almost like a wave, following him like a shadow... He wanted to cross the mountain road leading to the altar as quickly as possible, facing the The fierce wind and blizzard rushed forward, heading towards her as fast as possible.

The car was speeding along the winding road, and the oncoming snowflakes hit the windshield and turned into raindrops.

Is the star core scary? Of course it is scary. For the planet, the existence of the star core is like a cancer cell. Its existence will have a fatal blow to the entire planet, and the disaster it will bring is difficult to predict.

But in his eyes, Xinghe has always been that guy who brags about his awesomeness and runs away when he meets the Lord of Extermination. He doesn't show the character that Xinghe should have at all, but that's for him.

Breathing the cold snowy air, he felt colder and colder. His mind was in chaos. He had no time to think about anything. He could only step on the accelerator hard and make it faster, faster, faster than Miaomiao. Time flies by.

At this time, a roar resounded across the snowfield, the dark clouds rotated like a vortex, the blazing light almost shined through the dark clouds, and there seemed to be fire burning in the clouds.

He was suddenly in a trance. Above the hazy altar, a huge figure could be seen shaking his fist. He recognized that thing. It was the mechanical creation engine of the Fortress Builder that was almost scrapped by Jura's knife. He had no time to think about why this guy was still there. It can be started and run, because that means great good news. Cocolia is not in danger for the time being, and everything is still done in time.

Jiang Fan stepped on the accelerator firmly, and the car cut through the heavy snow like a knife and sped into the distance, trying to race against time.

.......

After the storm subsided, on the altar, the remaining bricks were hung with blood-red ice edges. The rich black death energy hovered in the sky like a python and roared. Huge cracks extended in all directions in the snowfield, like a broken side. Mirror.

Jura gritted his teeth and stared at the giant robot in front of him and Cocolia standing in the center of the altar. The dark blood was dripping down his arm and splashing on the bricks. After all, he overestimated the capabilities of this body. The strength he exerted is not even one-tenth, let alone one-third, not even one percent!

That garbage machine that he chopped to pieces more than ten years ago is now able to hinder his progress. And that damn woman is as difficult to deal with as her man. They are all the kind of weaklings who can't be killed. It's really A disgusting fate.

"You guys are really giving people a headache." Jura smiled ferociously and looked down at Cocolia. A wisp of black deathly energy spiraled into the air until it flew into the universe and exploded in all directions.

"Whether you are a star core or not, you will stop here." Cocolia turned around and spat out the blood clots in her mouth, the flame gun in her hand burning wildly.

She tore off the blood-stained strip of cloth on her shoulder that was coagulated with the flesh and blood of the wound. She endured the intense pain and raised her head to look at Jura. The flame spear in her hand exuded an even hotter temperature, as if she was trying to kill her. Lit together.

That look again...that disgusting look again!

Jura's chest began to rise and fall violently, and that monstrous anger seemed to burst out. After many years, he was stared at by that disgusting look again, that look that made people want to go crazy. All the anger in his heart was ignited and began to burn blazingly.

"Damn! Damn! Damn you all! You are just a bunch of humble ants! How dare you! How dare you look like that!" Jura roared in a low voice, waving the long knife in his hand and roaring.

The sword energy rising from the sky swept across the entire altar with violent winds. Under the raging sword energy, the entire snowfield was like an earthquake. Thick cracks on the arms were constantly being cut. The sword energy braving the black mist fell from the sky like a heavy rain. The sky tilted down, covering the entire altar.

Cocolia stabbed the flame spear into the soil, and the monstrous flames lingered around her to dissipate the violent sword energy. The creation engine had already reached its limit. This ancient robot had been submerged in the wind and snow all year round. In the end, he met his destined demise. Eighty percent of his body parts were scrapped, and his arms, which had only been repaired for a short time, were chopped into rubble.

Cocolia took a deep breath, and felt severe pain in her lower abdomen, as if it had been torn apart by something. The bright silver armor had already been chopped into pieces by the sword energy, and the wounds on her arms had also been cut into pieces. It was completely torn apart, leaving large swathes of bones exposed to the air.

The tiredness and pain that had been accumulated for a long time finally broke out. It was the tiredness born from the heart, the pain that tore the spirit. It was so tired that even the heart could not beat. The sky and the earth were filled with violent winds and roared past, and the flames were blazing. There was the sound of burning and the sound of engines not far away.

She was so tired that she wanted to lie on the ground and take a deep breath, and she wanted to close her eyes and sleep desperately. Regardless of any noise around her, the brand new white robe had already been dyed blood red, as if it had been fished out of blood. Just as exaggerated, how long can she resist with her remaining strength? She didn't know it herself, she couldn't even count down her life.

At this moment, the roar of the car came from far to near, and a hotter flame began to roar and rise, like a world-destroying flame. The high temperature of tens of thousands of degrees was condensed, rushing into the sky like a fire dragon.

Cocolia suddenly woke up. Her hand was gently held by someone at some point. The familiar feeling made her lose consciousness for a moment, and she even felt in a trance for a while.

Her body suddenly jumped forward uncontrollably, and she was held tightly in someone's arms. She subconsciously used her forehead to gently bump the person's chin. The tip of her nose was filled with a familiar breath. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She took a deep breath and tears fell down her nose. She didn't want to care if this was a dream or a hallucination before her death. She just wanted to be held in his arms and die quietly like this. good....

"I miss you so much...please hold me for a little longer...even if this is an illusion...please don't leave me again..."

"In this world without you...I would be lonely..."

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I've already found an artist to draw the picture, and I'll make up for it later.