Chapter 2085 Exploding Sardines

Twenty-three minutes and forty-five seconds UST.

Mo Ye glanced at the time display, lowered his eyes and began to silently count down to five, four, ... one.

boom!

The crimson flames ignited on the yellow sand, ignoring the pouring rain and the flames were burning like mocking the saint who stepped into the 'flame trap'.

Fire-attributed magic does not pose much threat to this worm-like saint, which has been confirmed by Banzhuan's repeated fire-breathing before.

This time, he also rushed into the flames without any scruples.

However--

"Ah!" The howling of pain was short and sharp, and stopped abruptly.

The zero-distance and large-area contact with the 'Ice Flame' caused most of the right side of its body to be frozen and burned instantly.

Double experience, the power increased geometrically, the strong right arm burned out in an instant, the biting cold, and burned to ashes in the instant of being frozen.

Even if cutting off the right side of his body was the only way for him to save his life.

"The third"

Mo Ye looked at the saint who fell on the ground and was bound by space.

The other party's lifeless eyes were fixed on Mo Ye, and the numbness and tyrannical killing atmosphere were contradictory and harmonious.

Trembling all over, he still didn't give up releasing the attack, but it's a pity that almost half of his body was missing, and his attack strength also weakened by several ranks.

Under the shackles of the space confinement, he still struggled for a long time.

until the inner mention is divided.

Only the last two remain.

"Master, are you sure Sean will definitely come?"

"affim."

Even if Sean's intellectual brain restored the star map, Mo Ye was very sure that if the rune slate, the most critical element, was in his hands, he would definitely come to her.

Mo Ye is very sure at this moment that the last piece of the jigsaw puzzle for the restoration of the rune slate and the star map is the star circle of the imperial capital.

It had to return to its original position, and there were probably only two people who could do this, Resas and Sean.

It was impossible for Mo Ye to order these two people, so some means were needed.

Mo Ye prefers the simple and rough ones, but being too simple and rough requires a certain degree of disparity in strength, and he seems to be...

"well"

Mo Ye sighed, what is the youngest space saint, let’s forget it. As a magister, she knows how much she weighs, and every time she wants to swell, she will pull it hard. tug.

Sure enough, not everyone can become a pervert like Master Ai Fan.

"Haven't caught it yet?"

The man with the cigarette in his mouth stared at the light curtain holding the sniper rifle in his hands, his knuckles turned white.

As soon as the words were spoken, it was felt that the body could not move suddenly.

His face changed suddenly.

He turned his head gloomyly but saw no one, "Your Excellency Mo Ye."

Xiao Hei, who was called like this, licked his lips and said nothing, took a deep breath, and said to himself, although the taste is not very delicious, it is still good to satisfy the hunger.

The undead knight's spear pierced the man's chest.

Those memory pictures and all the information he knows are continuously input to Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei returned to Mo Ye and shared this memory with Mo Ye.

"Samur, a giant parasite, needs a steady stream of host support, so that the host mistakenly believes that he is a Zerg, and can absorb the host's spiritual power, vitality, and all energy. The body can be deserted. If it is not completely sucked, it can Marking the host and controlling the host is similar to how a mother insect controls her own larvae."

This is a parasite that can feed and control the host to achieve transmission. Under a suitable environment, the body can grow extremely large with the accumulation of energy, and it can also be used as a means of control when shrinking.

The attribute of space is talent.

This is a genetic program written in genetic code.

An unusually powerful creature, although in Mo Ye's view, no matter how powerful the creature's growth method is, it is perverted to the point of tastelessness.

 …

Eifel, who is on duty in the special operations team of the Space Prisoner Special Operations Team of the Weilan Empire, who is in charge of operating the space imprisonment array, is staring at the observation light curtain.

There was the sound of hesitant footsteps behind him.

"Why are you back?"

The people who came were the other two members of the space power special operations team, Root and Janelle.

The eyes of the two were black and blue, they smiled wryly and shook their heads at the same time, "Don't worry about it."

Tossing and turning, unable to sleep peacefully, might as well stare at it with my own eyes.

Eifel sighed softly, the situation of the three of them is the same, although space powers are rare, but with the emergence of a large number of Zerg warriors with space attributes and joining the imperial army for the use of His Majesty, these unsanctified space powers are effective It was reduced a lot at once.

One wrong step may result in the injection of the so-called "catalytic ability" god-given potion. After seeing the appearance of a genetic warrior after insectification, Eifel can at least be sure that he does not want to become like that at all.

But such words cannot be said.

Even against your own companions.

"What's the situation now, where is Mo Ye, have you caught her yet?" Lute couldn't wait to ask about the latest battle situation.

"See for yourself."

Eifel turned on another light screen, and Mo Ye's battle replay appeared on the screen.

"The worm-like saint has no chance of winning against her. No matter how anxious the first part of the battle looks, she will always have a way to defeat the enemy in the end. Her spatial ability..." Eifel suddenly stopped .

Purely starting from the identity of a space psychic, if he is not a staunch supporter of the empire and a follower of His Majesty the King, he will definitely bow down to the wonderful and perfect space sage of this space sage. Can be cast under.

There are no bells and whistles, and the process is so simple that people can't understand it. This is a minimalist artistic expression.

"Her spatial skills are flexible and special..." Eifel could hardly control his admiration.

Root snorted coldly, "It's a pity, what a pity, she is actually an enemy of the empire, and she is unwilling to accept the recruitment of His Majesty the King."

Eiffel's expression froze, he swallowed, and his back felt cool, and he echoed, "Yes, it's really a pity, I took the wrong path."

Janelle, the only female supernatural being among the three, stared closely at the light curtain without saying a word, and suddenly interrupted the discussion between Eifel and Root, "She appeared again."

The three of them shivered at the same time, straightened their bodies, and looked nervously at the observation light curtain. Every time Mo Ye disappeared and roared and reappeared, it meant that one of the five saints was about to be dealt with.

This was the case for the previous few times, without exception, the disappearance time was variable and the speed of the process was not the same, but the result was always the same.

Even though it took a little longer to disappear last time, it was so long that Eifel once wondered if Mo Ye had escaped from birth and left the second guard of the emperor, but the space confinement array of the seventh-level civilization gave him confidence again.

"Can't escape, definitely can't escape." The same sentence was repeated in my heart.

After checking the operation of the array device again and confirming that everything was normal, the three of them were a little relieved.

As long as Mo Ye can be trapped in the second guard of the emperor, even if more experimental products are sacrificed, His Majesty's anger will not affect them.

Eiffel and Janelle exchanged a look. After witnessing the whole process of Mo Ye's battle, it was hard not to shake his confidence.

They even wondered if they were really spatial abilities like Mo Ye?

I don't want to doubt my life.

Black holes come as they say, big or small, they can be imprisoned, split and devoured. They can't even see the trajectory of space energy fluctuations.

Uh... Strictly speaking, there are still some differences between space magic and space abilities, and it's normal if you don't understand them.

The reappearance of Mo Ye tensed up the nerves of the three of them and the operation commander who started the live broadcast later.

"It's hard to imagine that she's not yet an adult this year."

"Mr. Eifel, you can put it another way. This young space sage will never be able to welcome her coming-of-age ceremony."

The gully on Eiffel's face was straightened as if cut by a knife because of the tension, "I hope so." The tone was extremely cold, as if the tone of admiration and yearning had never appeared before.

"Oh, I thought Mr. Eiffel admired her?" The commander bit his long pipe and squinted at Eiffel.

Even though he knew that the other party was just a holographic light and shadow mimicry, Eifel still maintained the highest vigilance and respect, "No, the major general misunderstood, what I appreciate is her ability, but unfortunately I am not self-made and dull enough to have such ability to serve your majesty the king." Give more to the Empire."

"Hahaha, believe me, there will be a day when not only you, but you and others will have a stronger body, stronger abilities, and fight for the glory of the empire."

The lining of Eifel's combat uniform was soaked with sweat.

What is the meaning behind this sentence?

Everyone will be forced to re-inject the drug?

The space ability is different from other abilities. The space ability user who has been injected with the god-given potion cannot control the space ability. The talent will not be enhanced but will be destroyed. There have been many precedents. The forced use of medicine does more harm than good.

Could it be that the medicine has made another breakthrough?

Compared with Eiffel's inner conflict and fear struggle, Root's reaction was much more direct, "It would be great if that was the case."

The square-faced commander just smiled and stopped talking. He stared at the observation light curtain with a pipe in his mouth, his eyes suddenly changed, and his expression of watching a joke froze.

"The fourth one"

The pipe quivered in his mouth and was almost bitten off.

In the picture, the experimental subject S018 that several of them had seen, was originally a saint of wind attribute, good at speed, when he was sanctified, he was already more than two hundred years old, and he was almost completed at the last moment of his life. Breakthrough, since then it is really difficult to break through again, and when his lifespan reaches the last moment again, he is also one of the few saints who voluntarily takes the god-given potion.

His strength has greatly increased, and his lifespan has also been extended, but he can no longer regain his human form, and has always maintained a half-human, half-worm state. It is said that his family was also slaughtered when he went mad after the inhibitor failed.

Yes, the higher the level of combat power, the greater the need for inhibitors. Once the inhibitor fails, the consequences of going crazy will be more terrifying. If the horrible desire to kill is not consumed by killing and fighting, it will only make people go crazy.

They have all seen the crazy fighting power of this wind saint, especially after the worm state, the terrifying domain power of the wind and the clouds, and the brutal killing ability, but at this moment, the one who was brutally killed and tortured became That three-hundred-year-old saint-level powerhouse.

This saint known as a lunatic who could easily kill everyone present was crushed just like that.

"What kind of magic skill is that?"

The square-faced commander stretched out his hand and asked the three space power users, "What kind of magic skill is that?" He repeated the question because he was too excited.

Eiffel watched the replay of the light curtain in surprise, not knowing how to describe the scene.

The body of the 'crazy' saint kept turning under their sight, and it looked like...

The vintage soda can held in the Commander's other hand was formed into a tight ball by my too much force, and the wine spread along the spout and dripped down.

Everyone's eyes were attracted, yes, the picture was too similar, like a kneaded soda can, the inside was squeezed and the outer shell was completely compressed and crumpled.

How did she do it?

Even in their eyes, the picture was too cruel and disgusting. They didn't see that Mo Ye, who looked so handsome and harmless, actually used such an attack method with such a visual effect. Wasn't he really intimidating?

She must know, she must know that she is being monitored, everyone's feet are numb at the same time, excitement and fear are unstoppable at the same time.

"this......"

Others don't know, but the commander knows that this skill is not mentioned in the previous materials, but it is a bug on the emperor's second guard.

Mo Ye is learning and selling now, "She copied...no...she learned the skill of 'Dasha', just now?"

The square-faced commander murmured incredulously, "She learned it, she learned it after being trapped for a while." She suddenly stopped talking, her expression became a little distorted because of being too surprised, and her voice was lower." She wasn't trapped before, but she deliberately stayed in Dasha's body to learn that skill?"

After this idea came up, Commander Square Face was terrified by himself.

Well--

If Your Excellency the Mage knew what these people who witnessed everything through the monitoring and observation light curtain were thinking, they would definitely raise their eyebrows in surprise, really... Thanks for watching.

In fact, at this moment, His Excellency the mage who just killed the fourth holy-level powerhouse is frowning, pursing the corners of his lips, eyes full of disgust.

A tentative experiment of space compression, very rough magic structure, element arrangement that has not been carefully divided, and unfamiliar principles lead to slow casting speed and chaotic and unstable effects.

Looking at the person not far in front of him who looked like a can of sardines that had been squeezed and exploded, Mo Ye closed his eyes silently, and subconsciously said "good luck" in his heart.

This is really a brutal, inhuman, and extremely unclean attack method that needs to be improved. Before getting familiar with the optimized magic structure, Mo Ye decided not to use this magic as much as possible, and couldn't bear to look directly at it.

This could barely be regarded as the magic written by Mo Ye, although it was remade on the basis of supernatural skills.

It’s not that Weili is dissatisfied, but it’s visually unacceptable to a person who loves to eat. It affects appetite too much, and if children see it, it may hinder their healthy growth. ..