Chapter 885 Martin's Army

The hard armor seems to have no effect in that fantasy.

Martin, who is born in the flesh, can actually disassemble the robot with bare hands, as if playing with a toy.

It seems that the troops are extremely stunned, and Martin's hands are completely unable to resist. Each struggle will be suppressed by strong power. It seems that the fist has some ability to make it unchanged, and fix it firmly in the current form.

In this way, a horrible robot was beaten up and fragmented by the stiffly, and the parts were scattered around and fell into the fantasy dream.

Martin wiped his fists and looked at it again, as if there was a greater threat there.

Sure enough, among the twisted colors, a figure began to emerge.

Those figures are robots with cracks on their bodies. They extend on color trajectories like silk threads, which are connected to the chaotic void. With the swing of the silk threads, they are like controlling. Walk towards the Martin.

In terms of quantity, these new robots occupy the upper hand, and they surrounded the Martin and kept shrinking around the circle.

But the Martin was not anxious at all, and seemed to not look at these robots at all.

"When you come in your dreams, don't want to win me!"

A Martin shouted, rushed forward, rushed to half, suddenly raised his hand, and stretched out his index finger.

With a finger, a twisted colored thin line appeared in the air.

The thin line fell to the ground, and quickly grew up, and once again became a separation line, the other side of the separation line, and a completely different world.

It seems to be a dream, but there are colorful flowers everywhere. The neon lights on each building are replaced with different colors of flowers. Those cameras have also been replaced with different shapes of flower stems. The colored pollen was spread down and overwhelmed.

A Martin stood in the scientific research institute of Hua Mengdu, holding a rose in his hand. In front of him, there was a row of large black buds. There was a terrible crack on the flower buds.

"Don't look, come and help!"

Martin in the flower dream shouted to the Martin on the side of the separation line.

Without hesitation, they crossed the separator decisively and reached the Martin holding the rose.

"Do it."

There is no need to communicate too much. They are the same person. Needless to say, they have chosen their own offensive objects.

Each Martin found a corresponding flower bud and started to punch and kick.

"Hahaha, this layer is simple and will not move."

"Is this layer of dreams full of flowers? So stupid."

"How do you hold a rose? Play handsome? What about mine?"

"I want too, I want too."

Somehow, maybe the expression of dreams is different. The enemies of this layer of dreams have become the form of "flower". Martin looks extremely easy to fight. Go to the side to pick a flower.

Under their chaos, those flower buds were directly beaten to fly, withered, and the dreams inside were dissipated.

"Don't pick it, go to the next floor, you can't hold it over there."

"Receive it."

Another Martin stood out, with a fingertips in the void, and a colorful separation line appeared again.

The other end of the separation line is a completely different world.

The heavy shadows that Hu Le saw on the edge of the dream seemed to become a reality one by one, and Martin directly opened the channels between different layers and continued to shuttle.

The separation line stands in the color fog, stands standing, and is constantly growing, spreading to the sky, dividing the world into a completely different part, Martin runs around. To catch up, it cannot enter the separation line.

Boom!

The earth was still trembling, and it seemed that Martin's behavior caused real collapse, and the whole dream could not stop trembling.

At this time, the scientific research institutes in the eyes of everyone have been fragmented. The original continuous reality was cut into layers of "stickers" by the separation lines made by Martin. Under that texture, it was another "filter". Essence

Under the map, there are still plans, and the filter is still under the filter.

The heavy shadows of different colors and different styles are directly embedded in reality. It is like a completely broken -breaking doll. Each layer inside is clearly seen.

"beat!"

Martin became more and more excited. As the continuous shuttle, the team became stronger and stronger. They made the fists without rules. The body, then dismantle it hard.

In different worlds, Martin has appeared, and they easily handled the robots of this world, and jumped to another world by splitting lines.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

With the growth of the Martin team, those robots have no power to fight. They realized that after they could not win Martin, they even began to hide their own traces and wanted to avoid the hunt of the Martin Army.

"Big data chose to avoid its edge."

They no longer confronted the Martins head-on, but tried their best to hide, but no matter where they hid, they would be caught by the Martins.

"I remember your tracks, don't try to run!"

"Hide after the sneak attack? It's not that simple!"

The mighty Martin army jumped from one world to another, constantly chasing those robots. The shaking of Mengdu became stronger and stronger. Li Luo and Lao Ping even had some instability.

Those sky-high dividing lines were pulling the space frantically. The forces between different layers of dreams interfered with each other, making the whole Mengdu turbulent.

"Martin! It's time to stop!"

The Dream Kirin on the top of the block shouted to the army in the distance.

If this continues, the whole Mengdu may not be saved.

Hearing the shouts, the Martins finally stopped and shuttled back to reality from the dividing lines. After they left those worlds, the sky-high dividing lines slowly fell, turned back into thin lines, and gradually disappeared.

"It's not finished yet, they hid." A Martin walked in front of everyone and said a little disappointedly.

"Where did you hide?" asked Meng Qilin on the top of the cube.

"In those hidden passages." Martin replied.

"I told you before that the structure of Mengdu is three-dimensional, with many inconspicuous "paths". Mengwang transmits data through these paths."

Martin turned around and pointed at the shrinking dividing lines: "Just like that, that is the road I made. In some places in Mengdu, there are also some such roads..."