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Mo Ye was trapped.

Three hundred and sixty degrees of multiple overlapping spaces with no dead angles and mirrored spaces weave a huge space network, and Mo Ye is firmly trapped in it.

What is the trap in the urn, this is a model.

So far, Mo Ye has not seen any members of the Supervisory Committee, whether it is an investigator, a deacon, or a bionic guard, there is no one, only these spatial mirrors and Mo Ye himself.

Oh, almost forgot, the turbulent space will occasionally roll up a few Zerg and fierce beasts, adding some fun and difficulty to Mo Ye’s lonely self-challenge journey.

The overlapping spaces form a multi-dimensional cage, and the mirror reflection is the perfect trap for imprisonment with a very high success rate.

Such a cage, although not fatal to Mo Ye, stalled, and was a great way to delay time.

The purpose of the deacon chief was not to kill Mo Ye but to hold her footsteps.

Mo Ye’s brain is now divided into two parts. One part is focused on mental induction to cope with the dangers that may arise at any time. The other part is focused on thinking about the dean’s plan. The attack defense of the Rubik’s Cube is not necessary. Too much energy is instinct.

If the gloomy index can be quantified, at this moment Mo Ye's forehead probably has at least four black stars on the order of magnitude.

Xiao Qi sat straight up, and the blue data stream flew across his eyes.

A brand new mini-map appeared in the light screen in front of Mo Ye's right eye, and is constantly improving and changing.

Xiao Qi draws the space and mirrors seen by Mo Ye in detail and marks the partitions with different block color numbers.

Whether it is a real space or a mirror surface or temporarily unable to define all the blocks one by one to distinguish them at a glance.

Mo Ye does not need to think twice in her mind. When she moves, she enters different areas, the corresponding blocks in the map will light up, and the icon representing her will also move.

If it is a mirror surface, additional notes will be added, which greatly reduces the trouble of Mo Ye being trapped in the same area due to the lack of sense of direction and being trapped in the same area.

Xiaoqi's light mech function was activated when Mo Ye was not fully worn. Although he had a try mentality, he did not expect the effect to be good.

Xiaoqi has been in high-speed computing, and there is no expression change on his focused face. Obviously, he has entered a highly concentrated work mode to shield emotional programs to improve work efficiency.

Mo Ye's wrist felt a slight fever.

The amount of calculation involved in multiple spaces is also an extremely complex operation for the brain. The most difficult point is that it is not static and needs to be adjusted at any time.

Mo Ye’s spiritual power transmitted the information to Xiao Qi as soon as he sensed the spatial change.

One person, one brain, no language communication, relying on spiritual connections throughout.

The deacon's desire to trap Mo Ye means that he already has a plan for the next step, and to ensure that the plan is not destroyed. The first priority is of course to entangle Mo Ye, the biggest unstable factor.

The preparatory plan is not temporary. The deacon chief can't plan these actions for two or three days, one cycle after another. The ghost knows how long this person has planned in secret.

"No life energy was found in the whole area."

"The main control defense system is operating abnormally"

Unlike Xiaoqi's usual little milk sound, the report at this time could not hear any emotional changes, but it was a flat tone like half a month, with a full mechanical texture.

Mo Ye's spiritual force network also did not find any suspicious fluctuations in spiritual force, but the feeling of being peeped was lingering.

"Someone is watching me, continue to search, and don't miss any corner."

"Yes, start a second search."

A tiny mechanical mosquito flies out, and their team quickly breaks up and is dispersed into different areas.

Mo Ye tried not to make active attacks as much as possible, so as to prevent her own mirror from using similar magic to attack her in groups.

So Master Mage began her personal space teleportation show, uninterrupted teleportation, the ultimate gameplay of changing living beings. If you can watch the panorama, at first glance, thousands of ink nights move at the same time.

Because of the existence of the mirror image, the number of Mo Ye who flickered also doubled, and it was all her, and patients with intensive phobia could pass out on the spot.

On the left is her, on the right is she up and down or back and forth or her.

What does it mean that one fell down and stood up?

This is it.

Horror films are not filmed in this way. Mo Ye can see countless selves at different angles and in different directions. If he is timid, he can scare himself to death.

This seems to have no rules, there are no rules to run around in different block spaces, and even some self-violent teleportation methods are extremely puzzling.

The three deacons who were in charge of observing Mo Ye secretly sneered at Mo Ye, who was flying like a headless fly.

In a bullet-shaped instrument in a hidden space of the headquarters building, three deacons lie in different cockpits.

Each person's eyeballs hung a multi-angle light curtain, clearly and accurately conveying Mo Ye's every move to the three of them.

Mo Ye's crazy teleportation made them subconsciously close their eyes and couldn't bear to look straight.

When I opened my eyes, it was all the same gloomy face. As a cube, I felt a little more fear.

"But so."

"Aliens can do this very well."

"The deacon chief expected that she would return to the headquarters building."

After such a dialogue, it seemed that calmness had returned, and the three of them opened their eyes again, and countless mirrors reflected countless ink nights.

"She wanted to use space teleport to leave here, how could it be so easy, huh."

"In this way, as long as she launches a powerful attack, this alien will..."

The power of so many specular reflections at the same time can be imagined.

Opportunity came, the three people's mental core was slightly hot, and under the premise of trapping Mo Ye, she tried to find a way to deal with her forever.

"It's a great opportunity now. As long as she attacks, she can't bear thousands of times the same attack superimposed on herself, no one can bear it."

The power of the space saint is beyond doubt. It is even more difficult to kill the space saint. To be trapped is to benefit from the special setting of the headquarters building. Waiting for such an opportunity.

The opportunity was not lost, the three did not hesitate too much, and did not even need them to shoot in person, as long as they directed Mo Ye to issue an attack.

The three reached an offensive and the cockpit on the side of the bullet ejected.

The mad whirlwind like Mo Ye whirlwind didn't stop, and the core of spiritual power turned madly with it. The unfathomable magic fountain provided endless energy for magic casting.

The spiritual thread is slightly untraceable.

At the same time, Xiaoqi's report sounded, "Found abnormal energy fluctuations"

The map in the right-eye light screen continued to expand and refine with Mo Ye's teleportation, and the red warning sign in the "12A03" block flashed continuously.

coming.

The figure disappeared again.

A black shadow suddenly appeared in the headquarters building, and the flow of air changed unusually.

The air flow rotates in the air to form a strong torque to charge towards Mo Ye.

Mo Ye seemed to be too focused on teleportation to find a way out and didn't notice the sudden attack and was shocked by a sudden shock.

In addition to the cyclone, six walls of space enclose the wall, blocking all roads. It does not take too long, as long as it can trap Mo Ye, even two or three seconds is enough.

A strong cyclone surrounds Mo Ye's body, and the gravity index is changed within a small range. Under normal circumstances, even if the mech is reversed by this strong cyclone, it is impossible to stand firm.

Strangle!

Cyclone twisted into a strand of rope extending from different directions and finally intertwined in reverse rotation, deadly strangulation!

There is no better escape method than killing an attacker at this time.

Counterattack, counterattack, counterattack quickly!

This is the silent shouting of the other two deacons, as long as Mo Ye launches a counterattack, the counterattack spirit level corresponding to such an attack must be not low, and it is impossible to not counterattack under the instinct.

At this time, Mo Ye's active attack was tantamount to suicide, but if he didn't fight back, he would have to wait for being strangled. If he didn't die, he would have to be seriously injured.

Between the electric light and the flint, the black shadow did not pause at all to increase its attack strength again.

The cyclone suddenly showed a little bit of fire, blue and red intertwined, and the temperature rose instantly. The glass wall with a space blockade became an oven with hot air circulation and mincing function.

Whatever you do is dead.

Mo Ye will definitely fight back. Mo Ye in each space mirror is a high-energy weapon turret ready to launch. When hundreds of thousands of Mo Ye simultaneously attack the same target, even if it is a small water polo Can also superimpose the effect of nine large waves.

Dead!

This is the common thought of the deacon chief in charge of investigation at this moment. Under such circumstances, there can be no way to live, and there is no doubt that he will die.

They look forward to Mo Ye's counterattack.

however--

boom!

With the completion of the interweaving of flames and cyclones, Mo Ye's body was divided into several pieces that had not been scattered to the ground before being swallowed by high-temperature flames and turned into ashes.

Mo Ye was strangled.

"She is dead?"

"Strangled?"

"She didn't attack, did she not respond?"

Perhaps the victory came too soon. The deacons did not know how to react for a while, and always felt that this was a bit strange.

"Is it really dead?"

It is difficult to confirm even the corpse in the case of burning ashes, but why the Mo Ye in the mirror space have not disappeared yet, is it the reason that the mirror energy has not dissipated?

Did not give deacon more time and space to think.

"Do not!"

Then came a roar of broken hearts.

A scorching flame with a whirlwind appeared in the air. At the same time, countless ink nights in the mirror space of the headquarters building simultaneously cast this flame entangled by the wind. For a time, the hot flame became the only color. Attacks flocked in the same direction.

The black shadow became the only shadow in the firelight and was eventually devoured.

The exclaimed word only sounded a semitone. This deacon was surrounded by a hurricane of flames and swallowed. Without any chance of resisting survival, it immediately turned into burnt ashes and dispersed.

The block room in that area could not bear such violent energy collisions and successive explosions. The impact power of the flame was superimposed and magnified thousands of times, and the effect was comparable to a large blast.

This area was completely destroyed, and the aftermath of the destructive force formed by the large-scale group attack magic under the uncontrolled full-burst state was continuously superimposed and caused huge damage to the surrounding mirror reflection space.

The banging chain broke.

Any device has an extreme endurance. The dramatic energy fluctuations at the moment impact the radiation of the mirror. The sound of mirror fragmentation sounds. It is not only a death of Mo Ye. People.

The other two deacons in the bullet were confused by the changes that occurred within these two seconds.

The incident did indeed seem to proceed according to plan. Mo Ye attacked, and then reflected in a mirror. Mo Ye attacked hundreds of times at the same time. The effect was excellent. It was just that the dead man was not only Mo Ye, but also stepped into a headquarters building A deacon.

When did Mo Ye attack, and why would the attack be directed against Deacon Richard, did Mo Ye find Li Cha next to Li Cha?

Various conjectures quickly turned in their minds.

"Aliens are indeed dead, right?"

Because of the energy impact caused by the explosion, the signal transmission was interrupted. The two deacons were black and could not see anything. Naturally, they did not know that there were still many ink nights in the specular reflection.

The last scene stayed in a blazing explosion.

"Are aliens still in the specular reflection?"

One of the deacons' doubts was not answered by his companion, his pupils suddenly enlarged, and he kept an incredibly surprised expression on his face at the moment his heart stopped.

There is no change in appearance, but the inside is divided into fine fragments by space cracks.

Visceral hemorrhage, cardiac arrest, and various physical physiological reactions appeared one by one, which looked like a normal person's death process. However, when the breath ceased to become a corpse, it finally turned into a dim light spot to dissipate.

The body is gone.

This method of death that turned into an immortal was too beautiful and surreal. Mo Ye couldn't think of a human race that even brought its own special effects to deal with corpses when it died.

Well, even if there is, it is impossible to spread to everyone.

No wonder there was a corpse on the street at that time, a guard would take it away immediately, and immediately quarantine it. I am afraid that it is difficult to make people wonder if they don’t make a magical reason so beautiful.

"You didn't die?" The last deacon looked at Mo Ye in horror.

"No, it's impossible, why don't those mirrors attack you, why, it shouldn't be this way, why they attack Richard instead of you, it's impossible"

The deacon was in deep suspicion, unable to understand such a major mistake in the mirror space installation of the headquarters building.

The **** thorns vines wrapped the deacon, and the blood-sucking barbs penetrated it.

"Ah!" A painful moan broke through his throat, and his body shook uncontrollably.

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