Chapter 2180 Dragging Friction
Bits of mist escaped from the cracks, and the area enclosed by the glass wall was soon shrouded in mist, and the visibility was less than one meter. Face-to-face face-to-face may not be able to see clearly because of the mist.
Caris Doutzen fused herself with the beast, using her body as a medium to release the beast, and at the cost of her own life and even her soul, she tried to prevent the deacon from getting the star key, and made a big move.
Mo Ye realized that he had been passively involved in the confrontation between the two.
I can't go away, the fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the space fluctuates violently. Mo Ye can see that the space nodes around here are changing.
Peters City, City Net, Backup Peters Empty City, Space Station, the planet he is on at this time, Mo Ye counted exactly one slap with his fingers, and he has passed several times in a row in a short period of time. Independent but closely connected spaces.
The use of space by advanced civilizations is far beyond Mo Ye's imagination. It can be everyday or sophisticated advanced devices.
Since these spaces are interconnected, the same should be true for the area blocked by dense fog. The abnormal fluctuations in the space are precisely because Carliss opened the channel for the area restricted by dense fog.
The dangers brought about by such lunatic behavior are not trivial, a slight mistake and the collapse of the unstable space channel can lead to a small space storm.
It was obviously desperate for Carliss to resist the deacon's pressure and attack in this way. As for the last sentence of sorry, Mo Ye didn't want to accept it at all.
She didn't want to be such a sad and innocent victim.
Both of them are dead, and she can't die either.
Because Callis has integrated the characteristics of a ferocious beast, everything touched by the tentacles, whether it is a physical object or an attack, is assimilated into a quagmire.
The deacon's first reaction was not to kill or capture Carlisle but to rescue Mo Ye.
The deacon, who had been deliberately ignoring Mo Ye, finally took a step towards Mo Ye at this moment.
"Follow me immediately, she wants to kill you."
The head deacon firmly extended his hand towards Mo Ye. If he didn't want to be dragged to the restricted area of dense fog at this time, of course he had to choose to follow the head deacon. If he wanted to die or live, wouldn't the answer of choosing one of the two be clear enough?
The small fireball glowed and glowed around the chief deacon's body, blocking the approach of the swamp and dense fog.
The bright flames shone brightly in the mud, just like the confident attitude of the deacon, it was impossible for anyone to refuse.
There were the most mud spots around Mo Ye. From the beginning, Carliss had no intention of using this last move to kill the deacon. Her goal had always been Mo Ye.
No wonder Xiao Qi suspects that Caris wants La Moye to be her death support.
Mo Ye's wind shield and petrification technique blocked the first wave of erosion, but the fear of being chased by invisible tentacles struck again.
It is not an easy task to keep dodging in a space that is not very open.
Mo Ye was soon surrounded by mud spots.
The mental force sensed the tentacles swaying crazily and scattered mud spots all around. The investigators and bionic guards were almost wiped out because they were closest to Carlisle, and the few who were lucky enough not to be trapped were also extremely embarrassed.
These mud spots rushed towards Mo Ye in a swarm, and the dense mud spots gathered together, trying to block Mo Ye's movement route.
The force fields of the deacon and Carliss seemed to switch in an instant.
"Master, are you sure she really didn't want to kill you?" Xiao Qi's tone was full of suspicion, and all kinds of things at this moment really made people feel uneasy.
Mo Ye carefully avoided the mud spots that flew past his body, and more mud was thrown into the air every second.
Mo Ye shook her head, she didn't think Caris wanted to kill her, at least not by the deacon's side.
No matter how he dodged, the dense mud still flung to the edge of Mo Ye's magic robe.
The magic shield was triggered instantly, and the mud disappeared instead of being bounced off by the shield.
"Huh..." Mo Ye looked at the location of the trick in his eyes in surprise, the hem of the clothes that should have left mud marks was clean.
The deacon's face suddenly changed,
He stretched out his hand to Mo Ye and shouted, "Take off your clothes!"
uh~
This call exceeded Mo Ye's expectations, and the lines were beyond the outline.
Although there are no traces of the mud-stained area, in fact it has not been able to touch the magic robe and has been blocked by the magic shield. In theory, there is nothing to worry about at this moment.
But Mo Ye only felt that the sense of crisis had skyrocketed, something was wrong, very wrong.
"Take off your clothes and follow me!"
Deacon, even if you have a handsome young face, it doesn't mean you can control any lines.
Mo Ye naturally rejected the hand extended by the chief deacon again.
On the right side of the body, with the wind blowing under his feet, he twisted his body to narrowly avoid another wave of mud, and Mo Ye would not have known that his body could be so flexible and light unless he had experienced a time of flickering in the dense mud. Lowering the waist, lunges and somersaults are no problem.
As an old man whose actual age is in the tens of hundreds, it is a bit embarrassing for His Excellency to exercise so vigorously.
Mo Ye turned around and distanced himself from the head deacon, clearly seeing the anger and resignation and a little bit of helplessness in the other party's eyes?
"Your Excellency Mo Ye, do you still see the reality clearly? You are still on Carlisle's side. Don't you understand who is the one who really wants you dead? I am your only choice!"
The small fireball around the deacon has a miraculous effect on the mud, and no mud can get close to him.
The power of the domain isolated an absolutely safe area for him.
Carliss' target was not him in the first place, and she didn't bother to target the deacon at all. From the beginning to the end, Mo Ye was the one who was embarrassed by dodging the mud.
"Give up, there's still time to follow me now." The deacon tried to get closer to Mo Ye again, even though Mo Ye kept keeping a distance from him carefully.
Carlisle's big move is very effective, the thick fog is getting more and more, and the gap is gradually increasing.
Assimilation, devouring, absorbing, this attack trilogy is really effective.
Mo Ye lowered his head and took another look at his magic robe to make sure that it wasn't stained with mud and there were no strange changes. However, this did not reassure her, but made her sense of crisis rise again.
As a magister Mo Ye who has experienced countless battles and almost died several times, she can be regarded as a battle mage if she rounded it up sense of crisis.
The mud fell on the magic shield and disappeared, which means...
When Mo Ye's thoughts were about to straighten out, the deacon said again, "It's still too late to follow me now."
The deacon's words were obviously a little more eager, with an expression on his face that was about to cry, painful and unbelievable, "Hurry up, come here if you don't want to die, are you a fool, do you still believe in Carlisle at this time."
"What's so good about her, why did you choose her but not me?" The sense of déjà vu is too strong and too inconsistent.
The handsome young man looked at Mo Ye with dark red eyes.
This understanding is really wrong. Mo Ye really doesn't trust Carlyse Doutzen, and it is far from a relationship that can talk about mutual trust.
She didn't believe either of them, but who made the chief deacon insist on taking away the rune slate as soon as he came? This thing followed Mo Ye from the earth to the Star Alliance, and it relied on it for several escapes, not to mention so many secrets involved .
Of course, it was impossible for Mo Ye to explain her inner thoughts in detail to the deacon, and she finally noticed something was wrong at this moment.
The magic shield was becoming thicker, making Mo Ye's movement slower and slower.
The appearance of this change was not excessive at all, and it was already like this in a blink of an eye.
Compared with the dexterity and strength at the beginning, Mo Ye's movement speed at this moment is like a snail moving forward with a load, and every step he takes is like a slow-motion replay.
It was extremely difficult to take a step, and the heavy pressure made Mo Ye's breathing worse, and he was out of breath after walking a few steps.
The magic shield was assimilated by the mud, and the tentacles grew along the mud points.
After merging with Callis, the characteristics of the beast have also evolved accordingly. Even if the tentacles are cut off, they can grow independently, just like an earthworm that has been cut into several pieces, it can still twist vigorously.
After absorbing the energy of the magic shield, the mud dots grow faster until they become a complete thick tentacle without a physical form.
Mo Ye was foot-heavy, and felt that her eyes were looking forward from top to bottom, straight to the ground, and a drag force pulled her back violently.
Mo Ye just fell face down so defenseless, and Mo Ye raised his head as much as possible to avoid smashing himself into a plan.
It didn't matter if he fell, the tentacles dragged Mo Ye to the center of the dense fog, which was where Carliss tore the crack.
Mo Ye never dreamed that one day he would experience what it would be like to have his face rubbed against the ground.
The hard rocks on the mountain peak were all transformed into a swamp because of Carlisle, and the mud was full of potholes. In some places, the legs of the upside-down bionic guards could be seen shaking from the swamp.
Mo Ye's face just brushed against several puddles of mud, and the wind shield blocked the mud to prevent her from gnawing on the miserable appearance of a mouthful of mud.
Even so, Mo Ye looked quite embarrassed, being dragged around in the quagmire.
Now there is no need to twist his body to avoid the mud a little bit, and he rolled completely in the mud.
When Mo Ye was being dragged and rubbed against the ground and moved quickly, he tried his best to raise his head and saw the outstretched hand of the deacon.
The deacon persistently stretched out his hand, his eyes full of expectation and eagerness, "Hold my hand and you will be safe."
This time, the distance between the hands was very close, and Mo Ye only needed to raise his arm to touch the deacon.
The pressure on the body became heavier, and the weight of the jack weighed on it, and the swamp covered it transformed into invisible tentacles one after another, entangled and pulled, and the only target was to drag Mo Ye into the dense fog area.
Mo Ye was unwilling to talk to the chief deacon, and turned a blind eye to his helping hand. The chief deacon did not give up, and accelerated to catch up.
"No no no no"
Thick fog filled the top of the mountain, and the visibility dropped again and again. For just a moment, Mo Ye felt that the fog was thicker.
Wind blows,
The violent wind rotates upward against the ground to form a series of violent small hurricane rolls. The cutting of the hurricane rolls has no effect, but provides more energy.
"Master, her elemental energy fluctuation value has reached its peak."
The shelf life of the moves released by Karis after consuming all the energy she wanted is not long, and when it reaches the peak, it means that the most terrifying attack energy is already in place.
From the highest point, Carlisle's energy release will definitely start to go downhill, which is extremely critical for Carlisle herself, Mo Ye and the deacon.
The whole process from feeling the heavy steps to being dragged by the tentacles and rubbed against the ground took only a few seconds.
Mo Ye ignored the outstretched hand of the deacon, but his rescue plan was not put on hold, and the little fireball rushed towards Mo Ye.
Since softness is not enough, the director can only choose violence.
Trying to forcibly cut off the tentacles and grab Mo Ye.
But on the one hand, Mo Ye didn't cooperate, and on the other hand, the assimilation, devouring and absorption efficiency of the tentacles was excellent.
The glass fence set up by the deacon provided sufficient conditions for Carlisle, and the mud accumulated against the glass fence was firmly imprisoned in this confined area.
The water level of the mud rises, the glass enclosure becomes a cauldron, and the thick fog is like roiling steam. This is a pot of steaming mud soup. Cover the pot tightly to suppress any possibility of spillage.
The deacon's actions were obviously scruples. He didn't want this pot of mud to be broken and affect the environment outside the glass wall.
The violent energy is compressed and continuously boils in a relatively narrow range, shrinking inward and continuously shrinking.
The rift leading to the dense fog restricted area is constantly shaking, and once the limit is reached, this rift is likely to touch the defense mechanism of this planet.
Although it looks lifeless at the moment, it is not difficult to guess from the reactions of Carliss and the deacon that this planet is very important to them and Peters City.
The small fireballs were connected into ropes to trap Mo Ye's hands, one hand and one leg. Mo Ye was under the pulling force from two different directions, and if the other hand and foot were added, it would almost catch up with five horses torn corpses.
Thick fog kept overflowing from the crack, and Mo Ye had been dragged to the door of the crack, and with a jerk of her body, she disappeared into the thick fog.
The chief deacon rushed to the crack, regardless of other people, and rushed straight to Mo Ye, trying his best to pull Mo Ye back, but felt that his hand was giving him away.
The body fell backwards suddenly, and Mo Ye could no longer be seen in the thick fog.
A huge suction force opened from the crack, and all the drifting thick fog and even the mud were dragged away by this powerful suction force, including Carlisle herself.
Mo Ye also disappeared without a trace.
The swamp, the thick fog, the beasts, Carliss, Mo Ye, everything is gone, the mountain has returned to a dead silence, when the glass wall is removed, there is nothing left, except for the traces of battle on the lifeless mountain. Nothing.
The deacon had a gloomy face, keeping his hands stretched forward, and his leaning forward posture couldn't accept the reality that the fat that had been handed to his mouth was being taken away. "No, no, it's impossible."