Chapter 1090

Booker led the team to turn off the siphon.

Elizabeth's ability returned. In her strong anger, she opened a crack leading to the tornado. The furious storm tore her cabin and sucked away the doctors in the cabin.

The soldiers of the revolutionary army looked at Elizabeth, who split time and space like God and played with the natural disaster. They didn't know what to say and were afraid to approach.

Booker rushed into the messy and broken operating room, held the girl in his arms and gently patted her back. "It's okay, it's okay, I'm coming." He reached out and touched a wire on Elizabeth's back. Those evil scientists who obeyed Comstock put an electrified long needle into the girl's spine, so as to give her a long torture. According to their experimental manual, once Elizabeth had a rebellious idea, she would be shocked until she dared not have the will to resist again.

"How dare they do this to you, Comstock, Comstock..."

"Buck, I, I just killed." Elizabeth raised her head from his arms, took Booker's face, and stared at him with her sad, sea like eyes. "Did I kill someone?"

"You're just a judge and executioner. You did nothing wrong. They hurt you first, and you destroy him... Without compromising your integrity. "

Elizabeth frowned. Booker straightened her and gently grasped the electric needle behind her. "Bear it." He jerked out the needle, and Elizabeth felt as if a cold hurricane had blown through her spine, numbing her. Then there was another violent rush of pleasure in her brain, and her limbs spasmed.

"They cut your hair?" Booker stroked Elizabeth's short hair. Originally she had a low ponytail, but now she has neat short hair. The original camel suit was also changed into a patient's suit with thin green stripes, which looked very haggard. Buck took off his coat and wrapped the girl up to make her body warmer.

She gasped for a moment and finally calmed down. "Booker, let's go. Take me. Shall we go to Paris? I don't want to stay here. "

Booker shook his head. "We'll go to Paris, but not today, not now, what we're going to do now." He turned and looked at his comrades in arms. Five of them were seriously injured in the battle just now, one was unfortunately killed, and the rest were still sound. "Today we are going to pull Comstock down from his altar and let this dark cloud over the Colombian sky dissipate completely."

"Comrade Booker, this conflicts with our plan."

"There is no conflict. You retreat with the wounded. The rest of the team is attacking the hand of the prophet. This is an opportunity."

"Fighters are bad for us!"

"All right, George, follow orders and take your soldiers back the same way!"

"No, Daisy's order is to take you back safely. If you want to take a risk, I'll take a risk with you."

The rest of the soldiers did not hesitate to attack the hand of the prophet with Booker.

"Your task is to take this girl out, not to perform heroism here." Buck turned to Elizabeth. "Follow them, little girl. They'll take you away."

"No, I want to be with you."

"It's too dangerous. The battlefield is not an amusement park. A stray bullet may kill you. I won't let you take the risk, George..."

"You underestimate me, Mr. Booker. And the man you want to kill is my father. "

Everyone was surprised by the fact.

Time is pressing. Booker can't beat Elizabeth after all. He said, "if you die in this adventure, I will help you complete your revenge and get justice for you. You don't have to worry, but you must protect yourself and always hide behind the shelter, okay? "

"Hey, this is not comfort!"

So they followed the empty track on the upper floor of the mansion and took a boat to the hand of the prophet. At this time, the airship of the revolutionary army had surrounded the huge warship. The stink of Comstock made a warship like a fortress. The revolutionary army led a team to fight up layers of decks. There were no stairs between these decks, but they were connected by empty track. It was really a very strange design.

Although the revolutionary army launched a successful and rapid Gang jumping war under Booker's leadership, over time, guards from all Colombia were gathering. The battle between the two armed masters and the Nightingale gradually divided the victory and defeat. One armed master was caught by the Nightingale and flew far away, and soon rolled and disappeared into the cloud sea in the night sky. The remaining armed master hid in the roof of the destroyed mansion for a while, but it is difficult to say how long he can continue to support.

Once the Nightingale gets away, with his ability, even if Booker kills the prophet, he will be stopped.

Seeing that they killed the highest deck and were about to catch Comstock alive, the Nightingale's terrible cry sounded again. Booker looked at Elizabeth who followed all the way. She was panting and looked flustered. "There's only one way now."

"What can I do?"

"Use your ability to open a crack and take the bird away. Just throw it out. Tens of thousands of miles, you'd better throw it into outer space and never come back, or we'll all die."

"It's too late! The Nightingale's speed is too fast. It takes time for the crack to open. We don't have so much time. "

Buck thought for a moment, "then open a small hole. It's for us. Open a hole that only allows its head or limbs to stretch in. Then, when it comes in, close the crack. In this way, can you cut off its body?"

"Maybe I can, but I've never tried, and I may not come back."

"That's worth a try. George! Take your soldiers in and catch Comstock alive, and then retreat all the way. Move fast! Elizabeth, let's go to the bow. "

Elizabeth and Booker stood in the cold wind waiting for the nightingale. Booker was looking at the night sky and the airship of the revolutionary army, while Elizabeth could not speak with her arm, but trembled. Booker patted her back gently, and the broad palm had become as cold as wood and stone because of fatigue and low temperature, which still gave her great comfort.

"Mr. DeWitt, what did you do before?"

"Why don't you call me Booker?"

"Sorry. If you don't want to say... "

"No, I'm not changing the subject. I'm just shy about the past." Buck narrowed his eyes, breathed the choking smell of iron and fire, and recalled the wounded knee River many years ago, "I'm a murderer. I don't deserve pity. A good girl like you, with you, I feel that the past mistakes are no longer so painful. So I'll beg you, Elizabeth. People like me are doomed to die, but you must live. Let the world know that such a beautiful person once existed. "

"Booker," said Elizabeth, with a flustered look, holding the collar of her coat and a lot of sweat dripping from her forehead, "don't say that. You are the most upright and brave person I have ever seen. If God refuses to forgive you, it must be God's fault... "

"Open the crack, it's coming!"

"Good! well! Come now! " Elizabeth frowned and waved her arms to the air. In the distant clouds, the Nightingale's eyes pierced the lead gray night and swept over coldly. The huge body of the strange bird swooped towards the bow of the ship.

"Hurry up!"

"I'm doing my best!"

"It's coming! Five seconds at most! "

"Found it!"

Elizabeth grabbed a steady quantum bubble and tore it apart with the power of her peculiar observer. A two dimensional space-time fissure suddenly appeared. It seems to be a vertical wound with only two spatial directions. The observer in three-dimensional space surrounds the crack and can never see its side, that is, only the window of the crack.

The space-time behind the crack is black and white, and many information cannot pass through, resulting in the lack of color. Booker took a simple look. Behind the crack is an ordinary building roof, which looks very flat. He didn't have time to think again. He pulled Elizabeth into the crack. The black-and-white world immediately had bright colors. The noise of the city appeared in his ears. They ran farther away.

The next second, the Nightingale's claw came out of the crack and grabbed at Booker's back.

"Close the crack!"

"Too late!!"

Booker was gripped by the nightingale. The monster only needed a fist to crush the fragile and soft human body.

In this extremely dangerous situation, Booker and Elizabeth suddenly felt a great silence.

The crack was still there, but the Nightingale's palm suddenly fell down, pumped out a spring of plasma in the section, washed them into a somersault and fell to the ground.

Buck sat on the ground in a daze. The steel palm holding his body had lost its strength. He stared at Elizabeth blankly. "Did you do it?"

"Not me, Booker, you're okay, you're okay!"

Elizabeth broke the Nightingale's palm. At this time, the Nightingale's scream came from the other end of the crack, and the monster escaped.

They helped each other, walked to the edge of the roof and looked at the strange world. This is a very prosperous city. Everything is planned in good order, with clear zoning, clear planning and clear and unified urban color. People are more remote than dust. The pipes of the outer wall of the building are as precise as the circuit diagram. The streets are horizontal and vertical, and the traffic flows constantly. The roof where Booker and his team stand is the top floor of a residential building. Such residential buildings are closely arranged, connecting all the roofs, which is comparable to the vast plain. Looking down, there are many overpasses between the residential buildings, which horizontally divide the deep high-rise area into several floors. This is a three-dimensional city with a large population. It is a future city with developed science and technology.

All the scenes show the development here, and the most bizarre is the sky. The sky was dark purple. The huge, hazy and transparent, crystal clear sun hung in the sky, and the air was hot, like midsummer.

"Elizabeth, where have you brought us?"

"I don't know. At that time, I only found such a stable crack. Here, curious and strange, I feel very empty. It's an open possibility. My high latitude vision is limited here. Let's hurry back! "

A stranger suddenly joined their conversation in non-standard English. "Now that you two are here, you might as well come to our place as a guest." The voice came from behind. Booker and them trembled with fear. He turned around and saw an Asian young man in costume smiling at them. "Welcome to Gushan."