doitstory Chapter 203 Tower Exit Plan
Chapter 203 Tower Exit Plan
Chapter 203 Tower Exit Plan
At the juncture of life and death, Fugo found the crucial answer with the help of Naranja:
"That tower can only appear on broken roads!"
"Then, that is to say."
"As long as I try my best to avoid any damaged pavement within 20 meters of my body, that tower will not be able to attack me!"
Fuge avoided the bombardment of the light bomb again in a thrilling manner, but the flushed cheek covered with sweat showed a special kind of brilliance of being saved from a desperate situation.
But this brilliance dimmed in an instant.
Because he inadvertently saw the ground under his feet, and saw the chapped lines left on the ground by the "little sun" that he had just narrowly avoided.
"The ground was destroyed by light bullets!"
Fugo's breathing suddenly became a little heavy.
He suddenly realized that although the way to get rid of the pursuit of the tower seems to be very simple, it will become extremely difficult in practice:
Because the light energy attack of the sun disc can't be stopped at all.
That kind of powerful light bullet must not be hard-wired, but if it is dodged like he just did, the light bullet will hit the ground, smash the ground, and create a new "tower base".
At the same time, Ziyan's wide-open and wide-close jumping method will also trample the ground until it starts and lands.
As such.
There will always be new broken roads beside Fugo, and the sun disc will always appear on the "tower base" closest to Fugo.
No matter how he ran, it was impossible for him to escape the attack range of the tower.
"Damn."
"If I want to get rid of this goddamn tower, I have to make sure there is no broken road around me."
"This also means that I can no longer use Ziyan's violent jump to help me escape, and I can only rely on my own legs to escape."
"At the same time, I still can't dodge the light bullet attack, and I can't let the light bullet hit the ground."
"but."
With the help of Ziyan, Fuge did not know how many times he escaped the bombardment of the light bomb without any danger.
But his body and spirit began to show fatigue, and his frown was full of solemnity:
"If you want to take all the attacks of that level during the 20-meter-long escape, you have to ensure that you are not seriously injured by the light bullets."
He clearly realized the difficulty of this matter.
At this moment, Fugo had vaguely given up the escape plan in his heart.
"Naranja!"
He grasped the short gap when the sun disk condensed the light bullets, and said nervously and helplessly to Naranja:
"I'm afraid I can't get rid of the damn disc."
"Now you are not targeted by the enemy, and you can move freely, maybe"
Fugo wanted to bet all hope of breaking the game on this reliable companion, and asked Naranja to leave him alone to find the enemy's body, and the light cluster on the sun disc once again condensed into shape.
The light bullets came whistling, and the offensive was still swift and fierce.
Fuge tried his best to dodge, but after all, because of the mental trouble and physical exhaustion just now, he slowed down a little.
This time, he couldn't completely dodge the light bullet's attack.
The brilliant golden light group barely brushed across Fugo's left arm, although strictly speaking it was just a "bruise", but that strange energy had already caused huge damage to his flesh and blood.
"what!"
A cry of pain.
Blood gushed out and the wound burst open.
The muscles of his left arm were torn from the inside like the ground that had just been cracked silently.
If it wasn't relying on the toughness of the outer layer of skin and fat to barely maintain the overall shape, the appearance of that arm would probably become extremely terrifying.
Fuge's left arm was hanging down weakly, and the muscles on his face became distorted and hideous because of the sudden sharp pain.
"Fogg!"
Naranja leaned forward nervously.
"do not come!"
Enduring the severe pain, Fuge shouted with difficulty:
"Leave me alone! Finding the enemy's body is the most important thing now!"
"You go. I will stick to it here."
"This" Naranja pursed his lips tightly:
Leaving Fugo directly looking for the enemy's body, this is indeed a way.
But he could tell that with Fugo's current exhausted and injured condition, he might not be able to persist in the continuous bombardment of light bullets until he could find the enemy's body and defeat him.
"I reject!"
"This is betting your life."
"But I can't help it at all. No, it's impossible to win the bet before you die."
Naranja's attitude gradually became firm:
"Let's run away, we must have a way to get rid of this damn tower!"
"Shall I throw it away?"
Fugo dodged in embarrassment under the never-ending bombardment of light bullets.
Feeling Nalanjan's firm attitude, he suddenly felt that perhaps he shouldn't give up struggling so quickly:
"All right."
"If you want to get rid of this tower, you have to block all the light bullets attacking me, and you can't let them bombard the ground."
"Since I can no longer use Ziyan to jump and escape, at my current fastest sprint speed, it will take about 20 to 3 seconds to run a distance of 4 meters."
"According to my observations just now, the attack frequency of the solar disc is about once per second."
"That is to say, I have to find a way to catch it while I am running away."
"3.5 light bombs?"
Naranja subconsciously completed the quick answer.
"."
Fugo choked hard.
But this familiar feeling just rightly relieved the despair in his heart, and gave him an inexplicable courage to challenge the impossible:
"It's 3, or 4."
"The outcome is uncertain, it's not something I'm in a position to predict right now."
Fuge's tone calmed down inexplicably, as if he had already grasped the plan of leaving the tower this time.
But even at Naranga's level of mathematics, he could figure it out:
The difference between 3 and 4 is huge.
One more light sphere will make the difficulty of escaping exponentially increase.
And Fugo had no way of determining how many times he would be beaten on the way to escape. He could only concentrate on observing the surrounding environment, and tried his best to find objects that could help him catch the light bullets:
"The light bullet must be received."
"But you definitely can't use your body and a substitute to pick it up, otherwise you must be either dead or injured."
"So, I have to find at least three objects that can help me block that kind of attack within the distance of 20 meters."
"And to be able to withstand that level of attack, it is not easy to find such a 'shield' that prevents the energy of the light bullet from pouring onto the ground."
Between the calm words, a bullet of light barely brushed past the figure that Fugo was trying to avoid.
This emptied ball of light blasted a shocking crack on the ground, silently supporting Fuge's statement.
And Fugo raised his eyes to observe the four directions, and calculated to himself:
"If you run in that direction, there are exactly two street trees within a distance of 20 meters."
"The trunks of these two street trees are thick enough to help block a light bullet."
"In that case."
Fuge's gaze quietly became serious, firm, and full of determination:
"Let's go now!"
The high-hanging sun disk is accumulating energy as always.
The solid "little sun" took shape quickly, and a deadly light energy attack was about to come out.
On the other hand, Fugo cast his firmer eyes on the direction locked by him from afar, and rushed out along the street without hesitation towards the distance.
"Huh? Wait."
Naranja was taken aback for a moment, then woke up suddenly again.
He looked in the direction of Fugo's escape and said:
"Street trees, there are obviously only two street trees that can help block the light bullets in this direction."
"The third light bomb."
He clenched his fists tightly and chased after him with a heavy heart:
"How can you stop it, Fugo?"
Fuge didn't have time to tell Naranja what he was thinking.
And just as Naranja was worried, he didn't have time to think about any way to guarantee his safety 100%.
Facing the never-ending attack of light energy, he had to seize that chance of life before he missed his life.
And now is the best moment for him to fight for a way out.
So, Fugo fled in the direction he was looking for without hesitation.
He held back the pain, tensed his muscles, and exhausted all his strength to burst out the fastest sprint speed he could do now.
And at the same time.
Under Nalanjan's puzzled and worried eyes, Fugo suddenly raised his arms and waved them exaggeratedly towards the road ahead.
It's like saying hello to someone.
"Ok?"
Naranja, who was chasing up, was worried in his heart.
But seeing this inexplicable scene, he seemed to realize something faintly.
(End of this chapter)