I'm trapped in a cube

Sheepheads are not hostile to normal cellular organisms.

Because the previous battle with the sheep-headed man was too fierce, Mo Ling had always ignored this point.

From the killing of the tree sheep in the sealed area, to the massacre of the transparent tribe in the underground world, and the kidnapping of the "traitor", the sheep-headed people have been dealing with Theseus cell creatures from the beginning to the end.

It has always followed the ugly duckling phenomenon, and it has slowly learned to restrain its behavior and has stopped killing people on a large scale.

It keeps growing.

Defenses are activated only after a freedom-restricting attack.

Both killing squads of soldiers were caused by being surrounded by humans.

There is something weird about Mo Ling.

"Is it our problem?"

Mo Ling quickly reminded Li Luo and told everyone his guess.

After Captain Su learned about this, he was stunned and speechless.

After thinking for a moment, he said helplessly: "If we hadn't provoked it in the first place, wouldn't so many people have died?"

He chased the sheep-headed man from the closed area to the village of the Transparent Tribe, beat it from a lamb into a sheep-headed man, and also trained it with all its skills.

Captain Su sighed: "Let's just assume that those brothers sacrificed themselves for the precious abyss biological data, and don't provoke this sheep-headed man for the time being."

The soldiers around him asked in confusion: "Captain, aren't you going to take revenge?"

"Revenge is not right now. It is dead now, but it cannot die, and it does no harm to us. One day, when the red string worm in its body completes its mission, it will die."

The soldier was still a little unwilling.

Seeing that the soldiers were all very aggrieved, Captain Su comforted him:

"Don't forget our purpose. We came down this time to eliminate its harm and prevent it from posing a threat to humans."

"Now after investigation, it is found that this sheep-headed man is not hostile to normal cell organisms at all. What he slaughters are Theseus cells. Isn't this in line with our expectations?"

"What it wants to do next has nothing to do with us. Our goal has been achieved long ago. If we continue to struggle with it, it will only increase the number of sacrifices."

After staying in the abyss for a long time, the soldiers were no longer stunned and nodded to express their understanding.

However, at this time, there was still a group of people in the temple who were unwilling to let the goat-headed man leave the temple.

That is the transparent people.

The leader led people to block the exit of the temple.

He asked the sheep-headed man sadly: "My fellow tribesmen, why do you want to hurt your own tribe?"

The sheep-headed man stopped where he was and tilted his head, as if he didn't understand what the leader was saying. He glanced at it before continuing to move forward.

But just after taking a small step forward, a group of transparent tribesmen rushed up with weapons and pressed their spears against the sheep-headed man.

Seeing this, the human team silently retreated.

The transparent old man wanted to rush forward to remind him, but it was too late.

The chainsaw passed by, and the heads of a group of transparent tribesmen in front of the sheep-headed man were cut off.

Seeing that the sheep-headed man was still going his own way, the leader was so angry that he was shaking all over.

"Let the Prophet Baixiang come out. All the flesh and blood tribes here will be his food." The leader was so angry that he turned to the tribesmen around him and said.

Then, the mysterious mantra on his body began to glow slightly, his clothes moved automatically without wind, and the bodies of the transparent tribesmen beside him also began to shine with light.

Seeing this, the old man quickly shouted: "This is the benefactor who saved us, leader, you can't do this!"

But the only response he received was the leader's cold words: "Things that are immortal will eventually perish."

As it spoke, the temple began to shake, the ground beneath the spine began to crack, and a thick arm broke through the floor tiles and stretched out.

what is that?

Just as Mo Ling was about to fly back and look down, something from the ground jumped out.

It was a muscular giant with transparent mucus flowing all over his body, looking at everyone with a ferocious expression.

The long silver-white hair reaches the ground, and the hair sticks to the body, constantly turning into mucus, and liquid hair is constantly overflowing from the top of the head.

The mucus seemed to be moving slightly, flowing to the ground and flowing back to the giant, forming a cycle.

"It smells so disgusting." The flesh and blood tribesmen fanned the air in front of them, with expressions of disgust on their faces.

When the old man saw the giant, he quickly said to the human team: "Run quickly, that's the Prophet Baixiang, there's nothing you can do about it!"

What is a prophet?

Although everyone didn't understand, this giant looked dangerous, so they quickly retreated to the edge of the temple, trying to escape from the exit.

When the giant saw that someone was about to run away, a piece of hair suddenly stood up. The hair quickly twisted and expanded in the air, and actually turned into a bird and beast head.

This bird beast flew into the air, its body continued to grow, and by the time it was halfway through the flight, it had already grown into a complete bird body.

The bird's body is extremely bloated, and compared to the bird's head, it looks like a huge feathered fruit.

After the bird and beast flew into the air, its bloated body exploded, and countless feathers shot out.

When Mo Ling saw this, he hurriedly stood in front of everyone.

But the feathers seemed to have no offensive effect. Instead, they flexibly bypassed the blocks and came to the various exits and inner walls of the temple, converging into a wall of feathers.

The old man said desperately: "This is a cloud-nest bird, it can't escape."

The soldier came to the feather wall and slashed it with a knife. The sharp blade could not leave a trace on the feather wall.

Mo Ling quickly launched a teleportation to the feather wall, but after the hole appeared in the feather wall, the surrounding feathers filled it in time, like clouds and mist.

The feathers were still flying wildly, and the entire temple was covered with a white inner wall, sealing everyone inside.

The flesh and blood tribesmen were also trapped in the temple, so they looked at the leader and shouted angrily: "What do you want to do?"

The leader calmly replied: "Purify the immortal."

He had long lost his compromising look before, and looked at the flesh and blood tribesmen coldly: "Since everyone has come to our village, don't leave."

The flesh and blood tribesmen angrily took out their weapons and attacked the giant in the center of the temple.

The giant stabbed out another hair, piercing the ground in front of it, and then expanded.

A familiar figure appeared in front of everyone.

With a red body, ferocious horns, and strong wings, he was a flesh and blood tribesman.

"Traitor?"

As soon as the traitor appeared, he rushed towards the flesh and blood clansmen, and several identical strong demons began to fight on the spot.

The leader looked at all this with satisfaction.

He turned to the goat-headed man again, his eyes full of anger.

"The chess piece you finally laid out was exposed by you, and you desecrated the temple and massacred the transparent people. What exactly do you want to do?"

The sheep-headed man ignored the leader at all, but stood there and looked directly at the giant.

It turned out to be a traitor, and these flesh-and-blood tribesmen really knew their old enemy.

Mo Ling found that he still underestimated this group of underground races that had been fighting for many years.

If the Transparent people were really that weak, they would have been wiped out long ago.

The prophet Baixiang is probably also a member of the Transparent tribe, and it seems that even the flesh-and-blood tribesmen who are their old enemies don't understand it very well.

Looking at the disheveled giant in the temple, Mo Ling felt an inexplicable fear in his heart.

He always felt that this giant's ability was more than that.