The world is an actor

Chapter 344 Fang Xiu: But You Have No Evidence!

"No!"

The paper figurines fell lightly, taking away seventeen great warriors who regarded the glory of the mecha as their life.

The more than 80 mech pilots in the sky who had escaped from the ground looked back, seeing such a scene, a certain area in their hearts was torn apart.

The hand that clenched the mecha controller made a sound of skin rubbing to the point of tearing, the blood was soaked, and the hands were wet.

But in the end, he didn't have the courage to land, and he died to die!
No amount of blood and life can stop the decline of the times.

"The age of science and technology will eventually decline!"

Andrew, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, was also inevitably touched.

Although he is the darling of the new era and the beneficiary of spiritual recovery, he belongs to this era after all.

"Or the age of technology shouldn't exist!"

Fang Xiu's eyes were calm, and there was no disturbance in the slightest because of the death of seventeen mech fighters who died generously.

The truth hidden behind this world is definitely not as simple as spiritual recovery.

Cultivation civilization is the main theme of the world, and the emergence of the technological age is a small episode born by extreme accident.

Ka Ka Ka

The paper figurines on the ground lost their attack targets and turned their gazes to the sky. Although they possessed the unmatched spiritual power of mechs, they seemed unable to fly high.

"They can only move on the ground and cannot fly into the air for a long time!"

Huangfu Pojun turned pale in astonishment, if he had known this, there would not be so many companions who died tragically at the hands of paper figurines.

But even so, the mechs at high altitude also lost the courage and idea to counterattack.

After all, the energy has long been exhausted, and the device that can replenish energy is near the paper man.

The two forces looked at each other, and both fell into a brief stalemate, knowing that there were more than 30 newly arrived mechs in the sky far away.

And with him, there are more than 50 cultivators who came from Yujian.

Judging from the logos on their clothes, they should belong to the Academy of Sciences and the military.

"Our reinforcements have arrived!"

The mech pilots were overjoyed, and their out-of-control emotions stabilized a little.

"What happened, how did our mechs lose so much?"

"Paper figurine?"

"That yellow paper man gives off an extremely dangerous feeling!"

The mechs and practitioners arrived, and when they saw the mess and paper figurines below, they had two completely different feelings and thoughts.

Shocked and bewildered, the new drivers turned on fire and prepared to attack.

The practitioner locks onto the paper figurine immediately, with spiritual power surging all over his body, fully alert, as if he is facing a formidable enemy!
"Don't act rashly, these paper figurines are unimaginably powerful, and our attacks have almost no effect!"

"As long as they don't land near the ground, they won't be able to harm us temporarily!"

Huangfu Pojun and others hurriedly warned, telling the horror of the paper figurine.

"Technology force is almost ineffective!"

"No, this is absolutely not true. How could there be such a gap between spiritual power and technology!"

The new mech pilot couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it.

"If these paper figurines can't fly into the sky, it's not difficult to destroy them!"

More than fifty cultivators seem to have different opinions.

Their eyes flickered, they squeezed the formula with both hands, and one after another of extremely gorgeous magic attacks covered the ground overwhelmingly.

Although these magical attacks seem to have little power and are not as grand and majestic as technological power, the results are quite different.

Unlike the frontal fire attack, when the magic attack appeared, the paper people chose to dodge the first time.

Only when there was no way to hide, did he choose to fight back, and spiritual power fluctuations appeared on the paper.

Although they can still resist spiritual power spells without any damage, the speed and agility of the paper people will decrease every time they resist.

After more than a dozen waves of attacks, some paper figurines almost lost their mobility and were shrouded in magical attacks and smashed into pieces.

In the end, there was only one yellow paper man left standing on the ground.

Its material is a bit special. Although the aura contained in the paper body has almost disappeared after resisting dozens of rounds of attacks, the practitioners' spells fell on it, but it did not cause much damage to it.

"Sacrifice!"

Someone let out a low shout, and more than 50 practitioners made another formula, and the swords under their feet suddenly lifted into the air, bursting out with brilliant brilliance.

"This is the power of magic!"

Seeing this scene, the mech pilots present were deeply touched.

The paper man who tore apart nearly three hundred mechs could be easily wiped out under the attack of practitioners.

Such a comparison made them have to accept such a cruel reality.

However, just when these practitioners were about to activate the magic weapon, they somehow thought of something, their movements froze in unison, and they put away the sword weapon at the same time.

"Why not destroy this paper figurine?" Huangfu Pojun was a little puzzled.

"It's easy to destroy it, but you will lose the only clue to find the person behind it!" A cultivator replied lightly.

"That's right, I didn't think well enough!"

Huangfu Pojun nodded.

The cultivator was right, even if all the paper figurines were wiped out, they were just tools in the hands of the manipulator.

If the real operator is not found, more than 300 mech pilots will die in vain.

"click"

The cultivators stopped attacking, and the yellow paper figurine stood still for a moment. As the surrounding spiritual power slowly sank into the paper figurine's body, it gradually regained its agility, turned around, and walked towards the direction it came from.

"Go and clean up the mess below, and bury the fallen!
A practitioner looked at Huangfu Pojun and ordered lightly.

"Although you have eliminated the paper figurines, you are not qualified to order us!"

Many of the mech pilots present were a little hard to accept seeing the arrogance of the cultivator faintly.

Even though the power of a practitioner has become a reality, it is not easy to truly agree with him from the heart.

"It's not an order, it's just the best solution for the current situation!"

The practitioner smiled slightly and said, "Anyone can collect the corpse, but we may be able to track down the yellow paper man and find the real culprit behind the scenes, but what about you?"

"This……"

The mecha pilots were choked upon hearing this.

Although what the cultivators said was biting and straightforward, they really didn't have any reason or confidence to argue.

"Then please, everyone, we must find the real culprit and avenge my colleagues and others!"

Huangfu broke the army and surrendered, and then landed on the ground with the few surviving pilots to clean up the mess.

And more than fifty practitioners turned into streams of light, landing towards the jungle not far away.

Coincidentally, it happened to be where Fang Xiu and Andrew were.

"Malfurion, you can't hide your identity anymore, maybe I should call you Fang Xiu!"

Andrew looked up, and when he saw more than fifty practitioners flying towards this side, his face showed a smile of the survivors after the catastrophe.

"You are very smart!"

Fang Xiu did not deny that since the five elements in his body gathered together and the inner world was formed, there was no need to continue to hide his identity.

"It's just that you don't have evidence!"

Fang Xiu looked up, looked at the practitioners belonging to the Academy of Sciences and the military who landed from the sky, and smiled faintly.

(End of this chapter)