Ming Dynasty, New Rome, and Infinite Divine Machine

"So what do you think 'ren' means?"

"I don't know." Long Long shook his head. "This is instinctive to me. It's hard for me to give you a specific definition. But my personal understanding is: benevolence is good. Good is benevolence."

"So this is good?"

"I don't think this is a bad thing." Long Long emphasized, "It's not bad at all. I can feel that things are moving in the best direction."

"???" Phaethon asked in surprise, "Then you are much more useful than Apollonia! She won't let everything develop in the best direction."

[I heard it.]

"Do you have any opinion?"

[I am a professional, I will not just say nice things, are you satisfied? But I can do much more than him. ]

"Tsk tsk tsk, there's nothing to be proud of in a duel with Mr. Panda, even if you win."

[You, you, I'm angry. I'm serious. As a professional, I have my own clear judgment. His instinct is indeed as sensitive as a bear's nose, but it is difficult for him to perceive the fundamental cause and effect of things, and he can only follow the "good" path. I know what I am doing. ]

"Maybe it's because you know too much that you're not that powerful anymore."

[Ha! Then why don't you buy a divination stick and throw it! Anyway, there is only right and wrong. ]

"Oh my, are you angry? I think you are pretty good - for example, you can still chat with people."

[I know what you want to do. You diverted your attention to chat with me, hoping to see if Senior Fu would suddenly come out to attack, right? My observation is that it seems that he has no intention of attacking.]

“What can you see?”

[He seems to be meditating. He sits in the cave without moving. Well, this is what you see from your point of view. You can see it if you look carefully, right? After all, I am not here in person, I am observing with the help of your senses.]

"I noticed that too. Hmm." Fu Yuanshan didn't move, which made her not know how to start.

As they were talking, they arrived at the cave entrance. A huge group of Jinyiwei stood at the entrance, with Phaethon standing in front.

Fu Yuanshan's shadow was inside. He could be seen sitting in meditation with his back to the cave entrance.

"." Phaethon stood outside the cave, put down his magic sword temporarily, and tapped the cave wall with his hand:

"Senior Fu, we are here to take you back."

Fu Yuanshan in the cave did not react at all. The small cave can be seen from the end at a glance. This is not a natural cave, but just a grotto. There is no place to run inside.

"Senior Fu?" Phaethon asked again, but there was still no movement from Fu Yuanshan inside.

This put him in a difficult position. Although they were fighting, it would be impolite for Fu Yuanshan to suddenly attack if he did not accept the challenge.

Suddenly, Fu Yuanshan reached out, picked up a stone, and flung it towards Phaethon's forehead. She tilted her head slightly, and the stone hit her from behind with a clang, hitting the helmet of a Jinyiwei.

"Ouch!" Wen Yuan squatted down, holding her forehead. "How can this force be so strong!"

Phaethon had no time to care about the outside world. Because Fu Yuanshan threw a stone to mean that he started the war first, so you can do whatever you want without worrying about the formalities.

He also knew what was happening outside and was not unprepared.

"Then I'm sorry." Phaethon understood and drew out his magic sword again, "Everyone, form a battle array!"

The Jinyiwei behind him agreed in a deep voice and began to set up a formation outside the door to cover each other. At this time, the formation did not have any symbolic meaning, it was just a simple battle formation, the same as the battle formation used to track Fu Yuanshan last time.

With the help of the clouds, they were staggered up and down and left and right - it felt a bit like the Jinyiwei surrounding a house and ransacking it. Although this job was not usually done by the Qigong practitioners in the Jinyiwei, many of them had done it.

Even if you haven't seen it, many people have seen this scene in many literary and artistic works.

"So familiar." Wen Yuan muttered as she stood in the formation holding her magic sword, "I seem to have seen this scene in many comics and novels."

"Really?" someone asked from behind, "What usually happens next?"

"Then? Jinyiwei usually appear as villains. So immediately a big guy will suddenly rush out of the house and knock us all down."

Before he finished speaking, without warning, a strong wind - or more precisely, a shock wave - came out of the cave. A terrifying shock wave rushed out from the cave entrance. Phaethon at the entrance of the cave hurriedly dodged and was blown to the side. The Jinyiwei who were facing the entrance of the cave were all blown away. Because their feet were not touching the ground, they were all blown away like flowers scattered by a fairy, and Wen Yuan was directly hung on the tree.

The sound of a huge storm echoed in the mountains, as if a supersonic wind tunnel had suddenly exploded.

"Oh, yes, just like this." He straightened his helmet. There were many people hanging on the tree with him. "Usually, the next scene is like this, where you get knocked away."

"Where are the people?!" Phaethon in front suddenly asked.

"People?" Wen Yuan suddenly reacted, "What rushed out just now was not a move, but a person!"

[He flew out! He went from 0 to dozens of times the speed of sound in just one breath.]

"Did you see it?" Phaethon asked the only person who had observed the scene just now. Everyone else had flown away, and only Apollonia could see it. "What moves did he use just now?"

[It seems like he didn't use any moves. I can see that he just kicked the ground. Ah, look, there are still footprints on the ground. ]

Phaethon looked inside in a hurry - there was a patch of red, burnt footprint-like marks on the ground. That was where Fu Yuanshan stepped when he started.

"???" Phaethon was completely stunned. "Is this... is this the strength of a demigod? Is this a celestial being? How can his full strength be so strong?"

"Ahhhhh——————" A scream that did not sound like a human voice suddenly came from outside the door, because it seemed like it was not a human screaming.

Along with the screams, a gust of wind swept past, and the Jinyiwei who had just stood up was blown away by the storm and could only barely stand. The passing gust of wind seemed to have swept away a huge object, about 300 kilograms.

[Ah! Longlong was caught! Longlong was caught by the scruff of the neck, like a chicken. He was the one who screamed just now, and the auspicious sign that made things better is gone. You guys are on your own. Ah! He's back again! He's coming for you!]

Chapter 957 Airflow

[Hurry up and find something to block it. Ah! It's too late! ]

Before Apollonia's warning sounded, a gust of white wind appeared in the corner of Phaethon's eye - it came from the blind spot of his vision.

In a hurry, Phaethon subconsciously held her spear horizontally to block. Before the people around her could see why she was trying to block the air, a gust of wind passed by everyone, and the sonic boom came last.

This time it was faster than before. The one who had just found a place to stand was now overturned again. The one who was hanging on the tree just now was directly blown away this time.

[31 times the speed of sound? ? ?] Apollonia read the data in disbelief, [This is already far beyond the first cosmic speed! Even if he has to use air for propulsion, if he draws a parabola now, maybe he can really enter orbit. Has he really been this fast before?]

"The thing is indeed on you." Fu Yuanshan held the Spear of the Apollo in one hand and confronted Phaethon while surrounded by a gale that was gusting at 31 times the speed of sound.

He looked directly at Phaethon, his eyes exuding an unprecedented indifference. He seemed angry.

The air flow was separated from the front. In this storm, it was calm as if it was on the ground. Phaethon could reply without much effort:

"Senior, how did you find out?"

"I caught that fat guy and found that the feeling was not right. I didn't ask him, but I guessed that he probably gave it to you. Then I caught you and it turned out to be you."

"So, what does Senior mean?"

"Give me back my stuff." Fu Yuanshan stressed, "You know, that magic bag. Give it back to me now."

"Let's talk about it after the fight." As he said that, Phaethon twisted his hand back and pushed Fu Yuanshan away.

After escaping from the strong wind, Phaethon used her body to face the magic of the dense air, and the circular light behind her burned into a blazing red circle. But in the end, she stopped.

Holding the Spear of the Sun God horizontally, with a circular light burning behind her, she stood in mid-air and confronted Fu Yuanshan.

"Interesting." Fu Yuanshan glanced at her, "I thought you were just Shangluo's follower. I didn't expect you to be so good."

"I'm also very surprised. Senior Fu has been hiding all this time? I've never seen you so strong before. I just received the data. You flew 31 times the speed of sound. This is a bit outrageous."

"People who cultivate immortality always have to hide something."

As he spoke, he reached behind his back and pulled out a Yongqing 36-year-old breech-loading rifle. This was designed at the dawn of the industrial age, and it has a history of nearly 200 years. The bullets it used were not even metal fixed bullets, but paper shells. A bayonet that was far larger than the standard size was inserted in the slot at the muzzle, and the entire gun was more than two meters long.

The weight of history emanated from the gun, but along with it came Fu Yuanshan's control over the gun. The huge rifle was held in his hand, balanced like a statue of a celestial king, without any sense of encumbrance.

This was a "serious" Fu Yuanshan that no one in Shangluo had ever seen. Because even in Shangluo, they had never seen him pull out a gun and put on a bayonet.

"excuse me."

Before he could finish his words, a bullet came in. There was no explosion or flame, just a silent bullet, but the speed was incredibly fast.

With a roar, Phaethon blocked the bullet with the Spear of Apollo. The deflected bullet flew toward the side of the mountain, glancing off the peak. Its path carved a red-hot groove, melting the earth and rocks in the heat, leaving a sharp hole in the mountain's contours.

Fu Yuanshan didn't say anything, but fired the second, third, and fourth shots in succession.

The meteors shot out in all directions, hitting the surrounding mountaintops, mountain bodies, and even mountain streams. The bullets were extremely small but extremely fast. Even the specially made bullets could not withstand such an impact, and they exploded due to the pure high temperature after hitting. There was no smell of gunpowder, only the smell of blown-up soil in the air, mixed with the heat waves from the ignition of wood and stone.

Shot after shot, Fu Yuanshan gradually approached until he was a few steps in front of Phaethon.

Pointing the gun at Phaethon's forehead, he hesitated for a moment, then pulled the trigger - in fact, the firing of the bullet was completely a spell, and the gun was just his magic weapon. This was not surprising, as a monk who came from a Taoist background felt that the sword was more handy, but as a soldier, he felt that the gun was a more suitable weapon for him.

At such close range, the bullet was pushed out of the barrel by the storm. This was pure physical destruction. At this distance, Phaethon could observe the air being distorted by the high-speed rotation of the bullet.

She could also observe that the bullet was rubbing itself against itself just by spinning and moving forward in the air, turning it into a red-hot fireball. The terrible force was emitted from the barrel, showing its destructive power in the form of pure power. And this time, it was aimed only at Phaethon's forehead.

呲——

This time, she did not block, but reached out and grabbed the bullet directly. The contained momentum exploded in the form of a shock wave, creating a storm in the mountain. The red-hot bullet spun at high speed between her two fingers. At first, there was a sharp sound like a dental drill, but the sound soon disappeared as the bullet disintegrated. The bullet turned into a rolling red metal stream, and was held in Phaethon's hand and spun like an ordinary marble.

"?" Fu Yuanshan watched quietly as the bullet returned to calm.

When everything calmed down, the bullet had turned into a smooth sphere like a glass marble, which was formed by melting and then cooling again.

"Interesting, aren't you afraid of the heat?"

"Thank you for your concern." Phaethon loosened her hand and threw the smooth bullet to the ground. "As a demigod who inherited the power of the sun god, I am not afraid of heat."

As she spoke, she stretched out her right hand, clamped the crosshairs of the gun with both hands, and blocked the muzzle with her thumb.

Fu Yuanshan tried to pull out the gun, but it didn't move.

"Do you want to keep shooting?"

Without a moment's hesitation, Fu Yuanshan pulled the trigger directly - the force exploded directly inside the barrel. With the force of the explosion, Fu Yuanshan pulled back a distance, and then flew straight into the clouds in the sonic boom.

[Hello, hello? Can you hear me? How are things going over there? I just got through.]

"He seems to have left? But he also seems not to have left! He didn't leave!"

Phaethon instinctively dodged to the side, avoiding a heavy blow from the sky—

[It's a javelin! Or a dart! It's a tungsten alloy javelin! It's as long as a walking stick! ]

Chapter 958 Iron Rain

"Ordinary javelins? I remember that the bullets fired just now seemed to be specially made? I could feel that the bullets seemed to be triggered to explode by the impact. There was no gunpowder, it was completely metal exploding."

[Yes, I am sure! It is just an ordinary javelin, a tungsten javelin! But... but there are hundreds of them! Hundreds of tungsten javelins are coming from above your head! ]

Before he finished speaking, a rain of alloys began to fall from the sky. There were no special effects, no explosions. The first tungsten alloy javelin did not cause any additional damage after it landed, only creating a 3-meter-deep pit on the ground.

It was a plain physical attack, but it was super accelerated and super multiplied. The speed and force were far beyond the projectile just now, because the power that a small projectile could carry was also limited. The explosion would have no effect in this battle in the extraordinary realm, and the high temperature would be directly blocked by Phaethon.

So this time, what was thrown down was a rain of alloy all over the sky.

Her fighting consciousness told her that she couldn't hide or run away. The overwhelming tungsten guns blocked her path, and she only had enough time to think.

Without hesitation, she swung the tip of the Apollo Spear to draw a perfect circle around her like a solar corona. The light shone with her as the center, like a second sun between heaven and earth.

The high temperature heat wave ignited the forest directly below, but tungsten alloy is much more heat-resistant than plants and will not be deterred by the high temperature of the sun.

As the first tungsten gun shot directly hit the "sun", most of the alloy rain rushed straight to the center of the light ball. Tungsten alloy also failed to penetrate the sun's light.

With a roar, the tungsten gun smashed into a discus on the surface of the sun, but it brought down the sun with maximum impact force.

The more the tungsten spears hit, the brighter the sun's light became, until Phaethon's figure completely disappeared in the light.

"Here!" With a loud shout, Fu Yuanshan fell among the tungsten guns in the sky, holding the bayonet of the rifle that had just exploded in his hand, and stabbed straight into the sun's rays.

The sun broke apart. The specks of light disappeared like fireflies, and along with them the light of the sun itself disappeared.

After the light fell, Fu Yuanshan's bayonet directly hit Phaethon's face, leaving a slight mark on his face. He held back - but only half of the reason was because the Apollo Spear had pierced through his military coat on his chest, and the tip of the spear was only a millimeter away from piercing his skin.

"Huh." Both of them breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew their hands almost at the same time.

[Ah, this. This. I didn't look at this at all. What happened just now? ]

"How do we calculate this?" Phaethon asked, "Are we even?"

"Well, it's a draw."

"Then let's do it now..." Phaethon was about to pack up and leave, but Fu Yuanshan shook his head.

"We tied, but—you won."

"???" Phaethon asked in surprise, "Why? Were we just about to kill each other?"

The battle just now also pushed Phaethon to the limit. The halo on the Spear of Apollo was still lit up, and the battle in her heart was still not over. But she knew that she might not be able to fight any longer.