Star Master

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it's dark,

The dense fog dissipated was replaced by a thick and deep black, the colorful neon lights of the streets and alleys were lit, and the Tchaikov-style buildings connected one after another were full of colorful lights, and the multicolored light and shadow overlapped with the darkness.

The colorful neon lights fell in the air on narrow streets, and the intertwined light and shadow formed a strong contrast between light and dark areas, giving people a sense of weird depression.

Mo Ye stood on the side of a floating street, clinging to the wall, surrounded by vines, and dark green branches clinging tightly to the wall, just giving Mo Ye foot support.

Standing sideways, let yourself be as close as possible to the corner between the outer wall and the vines. The orange beam rotating in the air sweeps away, and the hidden ink night in the shadow waits quietly for this fascinating light to sweep through.

Two sets of bionic guards, just below Mo Ye's station, are looking around.

Kasol's position is more dangerous, hanging between the vine branches.

Mo Ye's eyes glanced downwards, and Kasor's camouflage colors were lying on the branches like a chameleon, without breathing, and the heat source detection was shielded, which was difficult to find.

"The sir set my tracking location to be visible only to her, and those people cannot locate you through me."

Mo Ye listened to the voice from the magic pattern communicator, and Kasol really became a microphone between Mo Ye and Callis.

If the purpose of the supervisory committee is its own rune slate, the conflict between the deacons is too obvious.

Mo Ye didn't reply, and Kasol asked back, "Do you suspect this is a conspiracy of the supervisory committee?"

Mo Ye ignored Kasol's question and didn't intend to give any answer. Isn't this normal? A huge system that doesn't know how many years is running, because Mo Ye suddenly broke a fatal contradiction, and it was too magical to think.

Of course, everything is possible, and the Thousand Worlds are full of wonders, and they should not let go of any doubts.

The bionic guard walked back and forth for a long time under the position where the two stood. One of the bionic guards was only one meter tall, the outer skin had not been installed, and it did not look completely human. The lower body was more like a kind of reptile.

The metal tailbone is wrapped with vines, and the hard tailbone extends upward one by one, and the light green light spreads with it, spreading all around.

Mo Ye held his breath at once, bad, this is about to be discovered.

These green light spots are extremely sensitive to energy, and they seem to have some peculiar ability to perceive and track. No need to introduce Casordo. Mo Ye's spiritual power has already felt the green light spots coming from now.

Their sense of spiritual power is like a bee that can find a floral fragrance from thousands of miles away, and quickly follows Mo Ye's spiritual power.

Mo Ye immediately realized this and cut off the spiritual connection with the eye of observation.

The movement of the green light spot stopped immediately and seemed to lose its direction.

Mo Ye did not relax his vigilance. The bionic guards did not leave any of them. Still staying in place is enough to show that they did not give up their investigation.

"Master, the average level of the combat power of these bionic guards can be approximately equal to the holy order, and no field-level power is temporarily cast. They can be regarded as pseudo holy men and are not affected by a single attribute..."

Xiao Qi said a little bit at each end of Mo Ye's mouth at the end of his mouth, until he finally pulled tightly into a downward arc.

"Master, they are semi-finished products that have not been assembled and have no safety and quality inspections. This makes them have certain safety and quality risks and a certain probability to become a breakthrough..."

Although Xiao Qi added such a period, Mo Ye didn't feel comforted at all. She was already feeling sorry for her bad luck.

Robots can achieve the combat power of a pseudo-saint. This is the military technology that the Star Alliance today can't do but can dream.

Mo Ye felt a headache when thinking about the complexity of the discipline involved.

The longer you stay, the more you can observe the city's civilization from various details, which is surprising, and makes Mo Ye more puzzled about Peters Rubik's Cube.

What is the purpose of this city's existence? It is not impossible to retain fire for human civilization, but it seems that the guards here are not very happy.

Mo Ye gathered her mental power, and she couldn't care about Kasol at this moment, but when the mental power changed a little, those green light spots would definitely respond and she would reveal her whereabouts.

The two groups of bionic guards have eighteen members, which means Mo Ye is now surrounded by eighteen saints.

Under the premise of not being able to cast space magic, Mo Ye was not arrogant enough to think that he could easily wipe out these bionic guards that hadn’t even exploded with the strongest fighting power, and at the same time protect Kasol and the repairer. Mechanic's safety.

As a magister with one hand tied, this operation is a bit difficult.

The bionic guard's tailbone suddenly shook, and the green light spot suddenly moved again.

Mo Ye held his breath and squinted, badly, and was found.

Buzz!

The strong wind blew, and the screams of the cheerful and excited son of the wind sounded, echoing again and again in the air.

The two bionic guards closest to Mo Ye were rolled up by the wind, and another tornado rose.

A tornado that is spinning wildly continues to grow from the ground to the sky, and the air trembles. The car in this block, the streetlights, are taken off by the storm to the sky. Everything but the house is motionless.

The pedestrians in the surrounding streets were not affected at all.

The mirror fold appeared again.

The corner of Mo Ye's mouth stiffened for a second. Before she reacted, the other party had already discovered her whereabouts. The pause just now was probably just to start the mirror folding, so as not to cause large-scale panic confusion.

"What about your scroll, why don't we just teleport away, why die?" Kasol suggested in the magic pattern communicator.

Seeing that these bionic machine guards are coming true, looking forward to the brand new tomorrow, Kasol has an unprecedented fear of death. He does not want to lose his memory, he does not want to come back abruptly when his life is about to change, and is exciting. The origin is even worse than in the worse state of ignorance.

Mo Ye ignored Cassol's suggestion, not because she didn't want or reluctant to space the scrolls, but the number was really limited. In order to take away the maintenance technicians from the glass wall in the Inspector Committee building, a lot of space was used to transfer the scrolls.

Mo Ye's spiritual power dived into the space ring to check, and the remaining space scrolls were counted in one slap.

The space magic scroll requires many special materials and consumes a great deal of mental power. It was originally a small number. After most of these scrolls were drawn, she distributed it to Luo Meizi and a few others. She rarely needed it herself.

The accumulation in the ring was several years of inventory, but I did not expect the seven, seven, eight, eight, which was consumed in one day. Once I returned to a few years ago, it was only known when it was used.

Mo Ye was helpless.

The space magic scroll can be used, but I didn't expect the space directional transmission button to actually start. I tried many of them.

This must be related to the setting conditions of the space prohibition device in Peters City. The magic scroll is not within the scope of protection.

Mo Ye herself was wondering why the space magic scroll could be used, but she couldn't cast space magic herself. All the space magic turned into nothingness at the moment of casting, and the magical energy dissipated in the air as if it had never been released.

Mo Ye tried countless times, the structure of each time was almost the same.

This is really unthinkable.

Shortly after leaving the base building of the Inspectorate Committee, the night of Peters City fell, and Mo Ye and Kasol were followed by a large number of bionic guards.

This is the most tracking and rounding in Mo Ye's memory in recent years that has made her feel stressed and urgent. The feeling of being overwhelmed by the inability to perform space magic is too strong.

No one else can see it, but Mo Ye herself knows that she almost unconsciously sketched out the space magic before casting every magic. When she realized that she could not complete the casting, she would convert to another magic.

This is a kind of inertial dependence formed between ignorance and consciousness for a long time, although for most mages, focusing on a single attribute helps to improve the understanding of the original law, but if not satisfied with being a single attribute magister , This is not a good habit.

Mo Ye remembered his master, the person who basically did not repeat magic early in the morning and at night, and called it a freshness.

A person who is so unscrupulous, why he always thinks what he says is reasonable, and even feels that he has a very good example of preaching and teaching. The Master Master shivered and felt that he must be fascinated by the beautification effect of the memory filter. .

There are too many types of bionic guards, each of which has its own different fighting methods, which gives Mo Ye a illusion of fighting multiple saints with different attributes at the same time.

Tiredness and tension made her tighten every nerve.

Shaking his head, he gathered his divergent thoughts, and his eyes narrowed as if a black vortex was settling.

It's not right, why did you think of Ai Fan in this state, Mo Ye felt strange.

Obviously such a tense fighting state, but involuntarily distracted thoughts, this is really not what should happen.

Snapped!

This time, Uncle Brick's broken tail pumped and broke the air, and the vibration fan brought by the air reached Mo Ye's face. The pain made Mo Ye's dizzy spirit reawaken.

"Mental paralysis?"

"Master, the magnetic field of the surrounding environment is changing, and it is detected that some unknown radiation is spreading."

Mo Yewen confirmed his speculation that this radiation must have an effect on mental energy, making it difficult to concentrate and thinking. This effect is equivalent to being disarmed for magicians or abilities.

Unconsciously affected, if not suddenly recalling the strange scene where Ai Fan laughed in the waist and the little tail whipping of Uncle Brick, she may still be stuck in memory at this time.

The night of Peters City flashed with neon lights. At the other end of the mirror, the citizens opened the night life day after day. Some people went to the bar, some went to supper, some people strolled on the street, no one knew that in the mirror space On the other side of the city is engaged in a fierce city chase.

Mo Ye flashed the chase of thunder and lightning, turned around, stepped on a icicle that was pulled up from the ground, and one by one icicle stood up. Mo Ye stepped on this icicle every step, icicle With Mo Ye's stepping out of growth.

Her figure chasing around her also stepped on the icicle.

One by one towering icicles melted instantly as the bionic machine guard stepped on.

Giant icicles melted one by one like a reservoir that broke down in a narrow building interval, flooding and pouring huge waves.

The bionic robot tracking Mo Ye was caught in huge waves, and the turbulent water flow instantly condensed into ice again. This time, several bionic machine guards were frozen in the thick ice.

Mo Ye flashed into a floating garden, only to realize that this was a garden waiting room.

The unconspicuous sign stands among the flowers ‘Nanhu District Sightseeing Waiting Station’

There is also a row of small prints with introductions, which seems to be one of the stops of Peters’s city tour route.

The transparent floating train flew from the distance like a sharp arrow, and the light spot gradually enlarged clearly after entering the station.

The speed was getting slower and slower, and I saw the arrow popping out of a bubble.

"Grab her."

"do not"

Two sounds sounded simultaneously.

A roar from the far cry of Thomas Deacon's exhaustion, and a magic pattern communicator from his ear.

Due to the change of the surrounding magnetic field and the influence of unknown radiation, Mo Ye has difficulty in concentrating. He always divergently thinks about some strange memories or associations.

Only at the moment when the spell was cast was the mental power still highly concentrated, and it was not particularly easy for Mo Ye at this time to maintain this concentrated and tight state.

Not to mention that she can still think clearly and calmly in this state. She has no time to analyze why the two sounds sounded almost simultaneously. The body has preceded consciousness. Mo Ye shot at the first time when the sightseeing car appeared to escape from behind. Cobwebs, the wind spurs under your feet and leaps into the open doors of the train.

"Welcome to take the Nanhu District Eighteenth Line Sightseeing Train"

After a long string of unintelligible speech, an ancient common language that barely understood appeared.

The moment when the train was closed, the arrow flew away from the station like a string and turned into a flickering light spot disappearing into the sky.

Thomas, who came quickly, looked extremely ugly. "How many guards have followed?"

"Report Your Excellency, a total of thirty guards chased and successfully boarded the train."

Thirty, it was not enough at all. Thomas looked at the direction of the disappearance of the train, and his face was somber. "I will be informed immediately when there is news, and I will send guards to wait at all stations."

It's already late at night, no one knows which station Mo Ye will get off at, and the day will be lit accidentally. When the next cycle day starts, these bionic machine guards will no longer exist over time, let alone continue Followed.

On the next circulation day, I would probably not give him the opportunity to control these unfinished semi-finished products on the premise that Carlisle already knew his actions.

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