Chapter 19 17

Twelve hours ago, Feldman.Colonel Kassad walked up the spiral staircase to the highest remaining level of the Crystal Monolith.Flames rose from all around.From the cracks he saw through the broken crystal surface of the monolith, what Kassad saw was pitch black.The storm blew blood-red dust through the cracks, filling the air with powdery blood, and Kassad put his helmet on. Ten paces ahead of him, Moneta was waiting for him. She was completely naked under the force field bodysuit, which looked as if quicksilver had been poured directly on her.Kassad saw the firelight reflected in the curves of her breasts and thighs, and into the hollows of her throat and navel.Her neck was long, her face was as smooth as carved from chrome steel, and her eyes reflected a pair of identical tall figures, it was Feldman.Kassad.

Kassad raised his long gun, turning the function button to full fire.Inside his activated tight armor, his body tensed up to strike. Moneta waved her hand, and her tights fell from the top of her head to her neck.She is very vulnerable now.Kassad felt that he knew every detail of that face, even every pore. Her brown hair was cut short and fell softly to the left, and her eyes were the same as before, large, Full of curiosity, there is a surprised expression deep in the green eyes, and the small mouth with the plump lower lip is still a little bit of a smile.He noticed her raised eyebrows questioningly, and her small ears that he had kissed and whispered so many times.And the soft throat where he pressed his cheek to listen to her heartbeat.

Kassad raised his gun and aimed it at her. Who are you?she asked, her voice as soft and seductive as he remembered, with a slight accent. Kassad paused with his finger on the trigger, and they had made love dozens of times, having known each other for years in their love nests in his dreams and virtual battlefields.But if she is really going backwards in time I see, she said, her voice very calm, obviously unaware that he had begun to pull the trigger.You are the one the King of Pain promised. Kassad gasped for breath.When he spoke, his voice was hoarse and tense, don't you remember me?

Don't remember, she tilted her head and looked at him suspiciously.But the Lord of Pain promised me a warrior, and we were meant to meet each other. We met long ago.Kassad said reluctantly.The gun was automatically aimed at the face, adjusting the wavelength and frequency every microsecond until it was sure that it could penetrate the protection of the tights, plus all kinds of laser lights and bullets that could be fired at any time? I don't have any memory of that long ago, she said: we are moving in two different directions in the time flow, in my future, in your past, do you know what my name is?

Moneta, Kassad gasped, hoping his tense hands and fingers would pull the trigger and fire. She smiled and nodded, Moneta, child of memory.This irony is strong. Kassad remembered her betrayal, the change of making love the last time in the sand above the ruined city of poets.I don't know if she turned into the Jing Demon God, or let the Jing Demon God replace her, in short, it turned the act of love into a kind of obscenity. Colonel Kassad pulled the trigger. Moneta blinked. That doesn't work here, it doesn't work in the Crystal Monolith.Why do you want to kill me? With a roar, Kassad threw the useless weapon aside, focused energy on his gauntlet, and charged.

Moneta didn't dodge.She watched him charge the ten paces: his head down, his tight armor snapping, adjusting, and Kassad screaming all the way.She lowered her arms to meet the attack. Kassad's speed and strength knocked Moneta down, and the two tumbled to the ground. Kassad tried to wrap his gauntleted hands around her neck while Moneta grabbed both of his wrists. , they rolled all the way to the edge of the platform.Kassad rolled over on top of her, trying to use gravity to increase the power of his attack, his arms stretched out, his gauntlets tight, his fingers curled up ready to hurt the killer.His left leg hung in the air, sixty meters from the dark ground below.

why do you want to kill meMoneta whispered, before rolling him over, sending them both off the platform. Kassad screamed and tossed his head, knocking the night vision goggles into place.They rolled in the air, their legs clamped around each other's bodies, and Kassad's hands were held tightly by her wrists.Time seemed to slow down, so slow that they fell in slow motion, the air that slid over Kassad like a blanket, slowly pulling across his face.Then time speeds up and returns to normal: they are falling the last ten meters.Kassad yelled, using the correct code to stiffen his tight armor, and there was a terrible crash.

Feldman.Kassad struggled from the blood-red depths to the surface of consciousness.Knowing that only a second or two passed after they hit the ground.He staggered to his feet, and Moneta slowly rose to her knees, staring at the brick floor shattered by their fall. Kassad focused his energy on his armored legs and kicked her head with all his might. Moneta dodges, grabs his leg, and twists, pushing him toward a three-meter-square crystal, smashing it and sending him falling into the sand and darkness outside.Moneta rubbed her neck, mercury flowed down her face, and she followed him out. Kassad flipped off his shattered night-vision goggles and took off his helmet.The wind ruffled his short black hair, and the sand rubbed against his cheeks.He knelt first, then stood up, the warning light on the collar of the tight armor flashed red, announcing that the last energy was about to be used up.Kassad ignored the warning; there were still a few seconds left that mattered.

No matter what happened in my future your past, Moneta said: It's not me who changed.I am not the king of pain, he Kassad jumped the three meters between them and landed behind Moneta.He swung the deadly iron hand on his right hand at supersonic speed, making the palm vertical and as sharp as a blade. Moneta neither dodged nor blocked, and Kassad's iron hand hit the base of her head and neck with enough force to chop down a tree or penetrate a stone half-meter thick.During the Battle of Brescia, in hand-to-hand combat in the capital, Buckminster, Kassad killed an Ouster colonel with such speed that his iron hand burst from tight armor, helmet, personal force field, muscle and bone, He chopped off that person's head without stopping all the way, blinked and looked at his body for twenty seconds before he really died.

Kassad's blow hit, but it stopped on the surface of the mercury bodysuit. Moneta neither staggered nor responded. Kassad only felt the energy of his armor disappear, and at the same time his arms were numb, and his shoulder muscles ached.He staggered back, his right arm hanging limply by his side, the energy of his armor draining like the blood of a wounded man. You just don't listen, Moneta said.She stepped forward, grabbed Kassad by the chest of his tight armor, and threw him twenty meters in the direction of the jade mound. He fell hard to the ground, and the armor only absorbed part of the impact as the armor stiffened due to energy loss.His left arm shielded his face and neck.But then the armor locked, and his arms were bent uselessly beneath him.

Moneta jumped the twenty meters, crouched beside him, lifted him into the air with one hand, and with the other grabbed part of his tight armor and ripped it apart, snapping two hundred layers of microfibres and Omega aggregates.She slapped him lightly, almost contrived.Kassad's head was thrown from side to side and he was nearly unconscious.The wind and sand hit his bare chest and abdomen. Moneta tore off the tight armor, tore apart the biosensor and the feedback device, she grabbed his two arms, lifted the naked man high in the air, and shook him vigorously. Kassad tasted blood, and saw Full of wandering red dots. We don't have to be enemies.she said softly. You fire at me. It's to test your reflexes, not to kill you.Her mouth moved normally under the mercury membrane, and she slapped Kassad again, sending him flying two meters into the air, onto a dune, and rolling all the way down to the cold sand below.The sky is filled with millions of particles of snowflakes, dust, swirling colored lights.Kassad rolled over and struggled to his knees, his fingers grasping the sand on the shifting dunes becoming paralyzed claws. Kassad, Moneta called softly. He rolled over on his back and waited. She had removed her tights, and her flesh looked warm and fragile, her skin so pale it was almost transparent.Thin veins loom above her perfectly shaped breasts.Her legs looked strong and well trimmed, with thighs slightly apart where they joined her body.Her eyes are dark green. You like fighting, Kassad, Moneta whispered, leaning on top of him. He struggled, trying to turn away and reach out to hit her.Using only one hand, Moneta pressed his arms to the ground above his head.Her body was hot, sliding her breasts back and forth across his chest, pushing herself between his parted legs, and Kassad felt the curve of her belly against his. . Only then did he realize that she was raping him, and as long as he didn't respond, he could resist her by rejecting her.But this is useless.The air around them was like water, the storm was far away, and the dust hung in the air like a lace curtain constantly blown by a breeze. Moneta moved back and forth on top of him, leaning against him.Kassad could feel his excitement, he resisted himself, resisted her, writhed, kicked, struggled to free his hands.She is much stronger than him.She pushed his leg aside with her right knee.Her tits rubbed against his chest like warm pebbles; the warmth of her belly and cunt made his flesh respond like a flower turned to the sun. don't want!Feldman.Kassad screamed, but Moneta covered his mouth with hers.Her left hand was still holding down his arms, but her right hand reached between their bodies, found him, and guided him. Warmth enveloped him, and Kassad bit her lip, his struggle bringing him closer to her and deeper into her.He tried to relax, but her body weighed down, pressing his back into the sand.He recalled the time they made love, the flames of war burning outside their erotic circle, but they found reason in each other's warmth. Kassad closed his eyes and arched his neck forward, trying to prolong the wave of pleasurable pain.He tasted blood in his mouth, but didn't know if it was his or hers. A minute later, the two of them still moving together, Kassad found her let go of his hands.Without hesitation, he lowered his arms, bent over, and pressed his fingers flat on her back.Pressing her roughly towards him, he reached up with one hand and pressed the back of her neck with gentle pressure. The wind picked up again, and the sound came back, and the dust was blowing from the edge of the dunes in circles of little tornadoes.Kassad and Moneta slid a little down the slightly curved sand, rolling together in the heat to a place where there was no night, no storm, no forgotten battle, no more, just the present moment and their love for each other. realm. Later, as they passed together through the beautiful shattered crystal monolith, she touched him with a golden ruler, and with a blue receptacle.From the shattered crystal he saw his figure transform into a quicksilver figure, perfect down to the detail of his masculinity and the slightly exposed ribs of his lean carcass. (What now?) Kassad asked through a medium that was neither telepathic nor voice. (The King of Pain awaits.) (Are you his servant?) (Absolutely not, I'm his sidekick and nemesis. His guardian.) (You came here from the future with him?) (No, I was brought out of my time and rewinded in time with him.) (Who were you before that) Kassad's questioning was interrupted by the sudden appearance of the Thorn Demon God (no,) he thought, (Sudden appearance, not appearance.) The monster was exactly the same as he remembered it from his first contact all those years ago.Kassad noticed that the thing was as smooth as mercury plated on chrome steel, very similar to the tights they were wearing, but he knew intuitively that there was more than meat and bone under the shell.The monster stood there, fully three meters tall, with four arms that looked very normal on that elegant body.And that body is a mass of spines, spikes, seams, and layers and layers of tangled razor wire.The eyes made of thousands of compound eyes emit scorching light, like ruby ​​lasers.The long jaw and the rows of teeth are something that can only be seen in nightmares. Kassad steadied himself.If that tight suit gave him the same strength and mobility as Moneta before him, he could at least fight to the death. There is simply no time for confrontation.One moment the King of Pain was standing five meters away on the black brick floor, and the next moment he was beside Kassad, grabbing the colonel's upper arm like a steel-bladed pliers, cutting through the tights. The force field caused his arm to bleed. Kassad tensed, waiting for the blow, determined to return it too.Even if doing so would expose him to blades, spikes, and razor wire. Jing Demon God raised his right hand, and a four-meter-high rectangular force field gate appeared in front of him. It looked similar to a portal, except that it emitted purple light, and the light filled the interior of the monolithic monument. Monita nodded to him and walked in the door.The Thorn Demon God also moved forward, cutting Kassad's upper arm only slightly with his sharp knives. Kassad wanted to pull his hand away, but found that the curiosity in his heart was stronger than the impulse to die, so he walked in the door with Jing Demon God.