Cultivating Immortals in Space: Cannon Fodder Becomes a Boss in the Wasteland

Chapter 203 Gods have long discovered the existence of space
The brilliance on the beads swayed like water ripples.

It seems to melt its body and integrate with the whole space.

Waves of invisible breath emanated from the translucent bead.

It made the light from the whole bead flicker and become a little unstable.

Feel the two kinds of fluctuations that blend together and hardly distinguish each other.

Gradually, Mo Yu found that they seemed to be in a stalemate.

Transparent light poured down.

As if carrying some kind of special injury, the piece of flesh twisted violently, struggling and rolling like a slug stuck to an iron plate.

It seems to want to break free from the shackles of space.

The surface of the space is firmly attached to its body like a red-hot iron, but it cannot be completely refined, it can only be trapped.

And the other side.

The red silk threads stretched out and inserted into the sphere like capillaries, as if they wanted to absorb the energy in the space.

However, it was isolated by the unique attributes of the space, like a red nematode in a bottle, unable to do anything.

For a while, it seemed that no one could do anything to anyone.

Looking at the struggling and curly flesh and blood in the space.

It's like watching a struggling bug in amber.

Mo Yu couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

No wonder she searched all over her body before and found no trace of the other party.

It turns out that it has been integrated with the space.

Shrouded by the breath of his own blood.

She can almost imagine.

When this mass of flesh and blood fell on her body.

That god should have some backhand, but was inadvertently attracted by the breath of space, and wanted to devour the opponent, but was instinctively counterattacked by space, and was suppressed here.

Feel the fluctuations emanating from the confrontation between the two.

Mo Yu couldn't help being even more grateful.

Although that kind of fluctuation is very slight.

But she could feel the danger in it.

The energy contained in that red silk thread is stronger than that of those huge flesh and blood monsters in Mo City that day.

Don't look at the flesh and blood monsters at that time, which were ten feet tall and had more than a dozen statues.

But the silk threads in those monsters combined are not even one-tenth of the current mass of flesh and blood.

It's just that the energy is blocked by the space and not transmitted.

Feel the evil energy carefully.

Mo Yu thinks.

This should not be the opponent's initial mark.

Otherwise, such evil and powerful forces would enter her body together.

She won't miss it.

Or.

Northcote inadvertently discovered the existence of the space inside her while marking himself.

After that, he raised his crooked attention.

Otherwise, the power in this piece of flesh and blood would not become so powerful.

It must have sent power to itself through the mark more than once.

Thinking that he was discovered in the country of Mexico a long time ago.

And in the other party's constant monitoring.

They were also silently planted meat seeds continuously.

Mo Yu couldn't help but shudder.

Looking back now, I feel a little scared.

It's just that she doesn't understand.

Now that the other party has found its own space, why doesn't it do it by itself?

Instead, send people to chase and kill him again and again, using these flesh and blood threads to silently erode his own space?
At this time, she thought of the various evil auras that filled the world when the aurora appeared this afternoon.

Mo Yu faintly had some guesses in his heart.

However, this also gave her a new understanding of the so-called "gods" in this world.

Whether those gods were gods or not, she didn't know.

But the method is absolutely incomparably weird.

Looking at the red flesh wriggling in the ball.

Her eyes flickered slightly.

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(End of this chapter)