LIGHTNOVELONLINE The Reiki Era of the Powerful
Chapter 70
Chapter 70
Bella frowned: "Need me..."
"No, you stay here."
While talking, Yan Lvge spread out the phantom limbs on his back, which still looked like densely packed tentacles, swaying faintly under the moonlight, which was a bit weird.
Bella likes to use phantom limbs with blades, while he likes to use phantom limbs in the form of tentacles, because they are flexible and powerful, and have no dead ends. They are very convenient for holding things or pumping people.
As for image issues?Yan Luge doesn't mind at all.
If he cared about appearance, he wouldn't have a sharp mouth with sharp teeth that like to run around on his body, which is much more exotic than scarlet tentacles.
Stretching out a tentacle, Yan Luge grabbed the top of the street lamp on one side, and with a little force, threw himself high into the air.
When his figure flew to the highest point, like a coincidence, there happened to be the sky track of the roller coaster above his head, and a section of the roller coaster carriage was speeding past.
Yan Luge stretched out another tentacle, entangled the carriage, turned over and jumped into the car.
The unmanned carriage swooped down at an extremely fast speed, and made exciting movements such as rolling, spinning, and roundabout along the track, but Yanlvge stood firmly on the carriage without even needing a seat belt. The high-speed dive that normal people would scream like a little game in his eyes.
He even had the mood to smile and thank the carriage under his feet: "Thank you for taking me for a ride."
The approving spirit trembled slightly, and let out a silent cheer.
It was designed and created to bring happiness to everyone. This concept is engraved in their bones. Even with its own will, it still regards it as the highest honor to drive passengers on the track.
"You should stop." Yanluge glanced forward and said to the spirits under his feet, "The curve in front has been broken. It was broken 20 years ago. You can't get through it. Do you remember? ?”
Further forward is the place where the accident happened 20 years ago.
The safety bar on the track was vandalized, and the entire roller coaster crashed to the ground with all its passengers.
--I do not want.
The carriage under his feet swayed from side to side, and the possessing spirit silently expressed his rejection.
The special fluctuation spread, Yan Luge closed his eyes, and saw the memory from the spirit creature under his feet.
It is a car of the roller coaster, designed and produced together with other cars, and is given the mission of bringing excitement and laughter to people.
On the first day of the opening of the Wonderland amusement park, its companion was installed on the track, and it was placed in the warehouse as a spare car.
It once thought that this was just a short wait, and that one day it would be able to fly on that track.
But it couldn't wait.
It just lay quietly in the warehouse for 20 years.
Until today.
Yan Luge sighed slightly.
He already understood the thoughts and wishes of the spirit.
This is spirits.
Extremely pure spirits.
Born as a sword, it will cut through the world; born as a god, it will protect all living beings.
It was born to be a carriage of a roller coaster, and it was born to take passengers to travel around the world.
But its companion fell into the sand when it first went out, and it was dusty before it set foot on the track.
It is not reconciled, really not reconciled.
The expectation of all the people for it has become its obsession, and it has been moving forward ever since.
Even if it is only crazy once in its life, even if it will be smashed to pieces after this time, it still wants to complete its mission.
"Then you go." Yan Lvge said quietly, "Don't worry about me."
The carriage trembled again.
The spirits are cheering and giving thanks.
It rushed forward, towards the broken track.
Under the extremely fast dive, the wheels rubbed against the track, bursting out sparks.
But it didn't stop, it was still accelerating.
The track starts to bank and starts to go into curves and roundabouts.
The huge wind pressure and the dizzying vision came head-on, Yan Luge squatted slightly for the first time, wrapped his tentacles around the crossbar in front of the car, so as not to be thrown out by the huge force brought by the rotation.
Finally, the track ahead broke.
There is a most terrible fracture there.
In the accident that year, the roller coaster whose safety bar failed was thrown into the air under tremendous force, broke a section of the steel track, and fell from a high altitude together.
Today, a spare car re-enters the bend with its passengers on board, and, like its companions, flies away from where it left off, arcing through the air.
According to the original track, it should not be able to touch the opposite track.
It will fall straight to the ground like a roller coaster 20 years ago, smashing into pieces.
But at a certain moment when it was flying in mid-air, Yanlvge suddenly found that the angle of its flight had changed.
Like a miracle, it turned an incredible angle and successfully landed on the opposite track.
-Success!
The spirits let out a silent cheer.
But it's not over yet.
The long-corroded and weathered track made a soft noise, broke and fell in an instant.
Falling down with the whole car.
In the sudden weightlessness, Yan Luge leaned down slightly, and tentacle-like phantom limbs sprang out from behind him, wrapping himself and the entire carriage in the middle like a ball of boa constrictor.
At the moment of landing, the phantom limbs on the outer layer were the first to be impacted, and then the body and spirits of the inner layer were protected.
A huge "sphere" with tentacles on the outside fell to the ground, and couldn't stop the speed and continued to sprint forward until it knocked over two isolation fences and smashed through half of the wall.
After the dust settled, Yanlvge stood up slowly, patted the dust on his body in an orderly manner, lifted the carriage stuck into the wall with phantom limbs, and placed it on the open space.
When retracting the phantom limb, he turned his head slightly for a glance.
The tentacles were not broken, but the few phantom limbs that were attached to the ground were severely scratched, almost a third of them were worn off.
There is no blood and no bones in the phantom limb, and naturally there will be no blood dripping from the wound, but it is solid. It feels like a whole strong muscle bundle, and the injured part is twitching slightly, like Just like normal neurological reflexes.
Although the strength of phantom limbs is higher than that of normal limbs, they will also be injured when receiving severe blows, and the injuries will also be very painful.
But there was not much pain on Yan Luge's face, or in other words, the feeling of pain had little effect on him.
He moved his tentacles a little, felt that the injury was not a problem, and he should be able to recover soon, so he retracted the phantom limb nonchalantly.
--why?
The spirits he saved were puzzled.
If Rhythm hadn't used phantom limbs to protect it, it would have been crushed in the fall and gone forever.
But that's what it wants.
Live to death.
Like its companions, it is but a journey through life.
(End of this chapter)
Bella frowned: "Need me..."
"No, you stay here."
While talking, Yan Lvge spread out the phantom limbs on his back, which still looked like densely packed tentacles, swaying faintly under the moonlight, which was a bit weird.
Bella likes to use phantom limbs with blades, while he likes to use phantom limbs in the form of tentacles, because they are flexible and powerful, and have no dead ends. They are very convenient for holding things or pumping people.
As for image issues?Yan Luge doesn't mind at all.
If he cared about appearance, he wouldn't have a sharp mouth with sharp teeth that like to run around on his body, which is much more exotic than scarlet tentacles.
Stretching out a tentacle, Yan Luge grabbed the top of the street lamp on one side, and with a little force, threw himself high into the air.
When his figure flew to the highest point, like a coincidence, there happened to be the sky track of the roller coaster above his head, and a section of the roller coaster carriage was speeding past.
Yan Luge stretched out another tentacle, entangled the carriage, turned over and jumped into the car.
The unmanned carriage swooped down at an extremely fast speed, and made exciting movements such as rolling, spinning, and roundabout along the track, but Yanlvge stood firmly on the carriage without even needing a seat belt. The high-speed dive that normal people would scream like a little game in his eyes.
He even had the mood to smile and thank the carriage under his feet: "Thank you for taking me for a ride."
The approving spirit trembled slightly, and let out a silent cheer.
It was designed and created to bring happiness to everyone. This concept is engraved in their bones. Even with its own will, it still regards it as the highest honor to drive passengers on the track.
"You should stop." Yanluge glanced forward and said to the spirits under his feet, "The curve in front has been broken. It was broken 20 years ago. You can't get through it. Do you remember? ?”
Further forward is the place where the accident happened 20 years ago.
The safety bar on the track was vandalized, and the entire roller coaster crashed to the ground with all its passengers.
--I do not want.
The carriage under his feet swayed from side to side, and the possessing spirit silently expressed his rejection.
The special fluctuation spread, Yan Luge closed his eyes, and saw the memory from the spirit creature under his feet.
It is a car of the roller coaster, designed and produced together with other cars, and is given the mission of bringing excitement and laughter to people.
On the first day of the opening of the Wonderland amusement park, its companion was installed on the track, and it was placed in the warehouse as a spare car.
It once thought that this was just a short wait, and that one day it would be able to fly on that track.
But it couldn't wait.
It just lay quietly in the warehouse for 20 years.
Until today.
Yan Luge sighed slightly.
He already understood the thoughts and wishes of the spirit.
This is spirits.
Extremely pure spirits.
Born as a sword, it will cut through the world; born as a god, it will protect all living beings.
It was born to be a carriage of a roller coaster, and it was born to take passengers to travel around the world.
But its companion fell into the sand when it first went out, and it was dusty before it set foot on the track.
It is not reconciled, really not reconciled.
The expectation of all the people for it has become its obsession, and it has been moving forward ever since.
Even if it is only crazy once in its life, even if it will be smashed to pieces after this time, it still wants to complete its mission.
"Then you go." Yan Lvge said quietly, "Don't worry about me."
The carriage trembled again.
The spirits are cheering and giving thanks.
It rushed forward, towards the broken track.
Under the extremely fast dive, the wheels rubbed against the track, bursting out sparks.
But it didn't stop, it was still accelerating.
The track starts to bank and starts to go into curves and roundabouts.
The huge wind pressure and the dizzying vision came head-on, Yan Luge squatted slightly for the first time, wrapped his tentacles around the crossbar in front of the car, so as not to be thrown out by the huge force brought by the rotation.
Finally, the track ahead broke.
There is a most terrible fracture there.
In the accident that year, the roller coaster whose safety bar failed was thrown into the air under tremendous force, broke a section of the steel track, and fell from a high altitude together.
Today, a spare car re-enters the bend with its passengers on board, and, like its companions, flies away from where it left off, arcing through the air.
According to the original track, it should not be able to touch the opposite track.
It will fall straight to the ground like a roller coaster 20 years ago, smashing into pieces.
But at a certain moment when it was flying in mid-air, Yanlvge suddenly found that the angle of its flight had changed.
Like a miracle, it turned an incredible angle and successfully landed on the opposite track.
-Success!
The spirits let out a silent cheer.
But it's not over yet.
The long-corroded and weathered track made a soft noise, broke and fell in an instant.
Falling down with the whole car.
In the sudden weightlessness, Yan Luge leaned down slightly, and tentacle-like phantom limbs sprang out from behind him, wrapping himself and the entire carriage in the middle like a ball of boa constrictor.
At the moment of landing, the phantom limbs on the outer layer were the first to be impacted, and then the body and spirits of the inner layer were protected.
A huge "sphere" with tentacles on the outside fell to the ground, and couldn't stop the speed and continued to sprint forward until it knocked over two isolation fences and smashed through half of the wall.
After the dust settled, Yanlvge stood up slowly, patted the dust on his body in an orderly manner, lifted the carriage stuck into the wall with phantom limbs, and placed it on the open space.
When retracting the phantom limb, he turned his head slightly for a glance.
The tentacles were not broken, but the few phantom limbs that were attached to the ground were severely scratched, almost a third of them were worn off.
There is no blood and no bones in the phantom limb, and naturally there will be no blood dripping from the wound, but it is solid. It feels like a whole strong muscle bundle, and the injured part is twitching slightly, like Just like normal neurological reflexes.
Although the strength of phantom limbs is higher than that of normal limbs, they will also be injured when receiving severe blows, and the injuries will also be very painful.
But there was not much pain on Yan Luge's face, or in other words, the feeling of pain had little effect on him.
He moved his tentacles a little, felt that the injury was not a problem, and he should be able to recover soon, so he retracted the phantom limb nonchalantly.
--why?
The spirits he saved were puzzled.
If Rhythm hadn't used phantom limbs to protect it, it would have been crushed in the fall and gone forever.
But that's what it wants.
Live to death.
Like its companions, it is but a journey through life.
(End of this chapter)
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