I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 264 Parts Riot
"Tie him up first and then go to the village."

After hearing the fishman's explanation, Jeff was still a little worried, so he had to tie him up first and walk towards the village together.

Seeing that the fish man was about to return to the village, he repeatedly persuaded everyone to run away quickly, but what he got in return was the disdainful looks from others.

"When something happens in the village, you just want to escape?" A pseudo-fishman couldn't help but ask.

"You haven't seen those parts and don't know how scary they are. Of course you won't think of running away. When you see them, you won't even be able to run away!" the tied murloc retorted anxiously.

Hearing this, the pseudo-fishman was stunned for a moment, then raised his finger and pointed at the large group of parts entangled on Mo Ling's head.

"Isn't that right?"

"This is different..."

"What's the difference?"

"..."

"What does that mean? When did we have an account like this? I tried to look up the information on this account, but it showed insufficient permissions."

"Try and see if you can delete it."

But what happened next quickly made his eyes widen.

But the armors' attention didn't seem to be on these weak fish-men at all, but they all looked at Mo Ling among them.

He found that as long as these armors appeared in front of him, he could clearly see the account name on the armor.

At this time, these armored heads floating in the air all have a conspicuous name.

Soon, the strangeness here attracted more armors to arrive. They gathered together and surrounded everyone.

It seems that according to different account levels, the names on the heads of these armors have different colors. They are like colorful hats, which are very abrupt and incompatible with the ferocious appearance of those armors.

Soon, Mo Ling found these names in the account list.

Yushun's channel became lively again.

"Fish 736..."

"Fish 234."

"I don't know. I checked the name of the account. It's a little strange. It's called 'Visitor 500'?"

There was a lot of discussion in the fish channel. The ancient fish people didn't know Mo Ling's origin at all, and they didn't know where Mo Ling's authority came from. Those armors were also floating in the air and they didn't dare to act rashly.

"Fish 163."

"What's going on with that account? Could it be that the race on this island can not only seize our bodies, but also our accounts?"

Mo Ling looked at these ancient fishmen who were still discussing as if nothing happened, and silently opened the account management interface.

Seeing these armors, Jeff and others immediately called out the water flow and blocked it in front of them.

I saw those parts in the village that wanted to fly over and attack everyone. Before they could fly in front of them, they suddenly turned around and plunged into the mass of parts above Mo Ling's head.

At this time, a black mass of parts had gathered above Mo Ling's head, which was very conspicuous.

After being told this, the tied murloc no longer babbled, but he still walked slowly, hiding among the crowd, poking his head, as if he was worried that another part would fly out somewhere.

After selecting one of the accounts, Mo Ling found the familiar delete option. Without hesitation, he directly chose to delete it.

Among the armors gathered around everyone, something suddenly appeared abnormal in one of them.

A deep red light emerged from the gaps in the parts.

"what happened to you?"

The other armors around him immediately noticed something was wrong with him and asked strangely.

"Looks like the account was deleted!" Finally, someone recognized it.

Hearing this, the originally calm fish suddenly became panicked:

"Why did he trigger account deletion? What happened?"

"Did he betray the fishmen?"

"When did he join us? Was there anything abnormal before? Did he do it himself?" "I don't know, his current account information can no longer be found at all..."

The fish scattered in panic, watching helplessly as the red-glowing armor exploded into parts, and the fish-man body inside also fell down.

The flying parts were about to fly towards Mo Ling, but they were controlled by him in time and temporarily stopped in place.

"None of them seem to have experienced anything like this."

Mo Ling looked at the ancient fish people with some confusion.

Account deletion seems to be a very scary thing for them.

These ancient murlocs did not continue to encircle them. After they came to their senses, they hurriedly wanted to disperse and fly to the sky.

Now, taking back the body seems to be unimportant to them.

But no matter how he escaped, Mo Ling couldn't do it as fast.

After spotting the names, Mo Ling deleted the accounts in the list. The armors in the sky who were about to escape stopped in place, and a red light began to appear on their bodies.

The few remaining armors looked at their companions and stopped motionless. Finally, they realized something and looked at Mo Ling suddenly.

"You did it! 500 tourists!"

"I know you can hear me, who are you?"

The armors were questioning while exploding parts, quickly forming a barrier in front of them, blocking Mo Ling's armor eyepiece, and the function of seeing names was instantly disabled.

Can you do this?

Morrington was stunned. These murlocs seemed to know how to prevent account deletion.

However, this is not a difficult situation for Mo Ling to deal with.

Pulling the account management interface aside, Mo Ling opened the parts control panel and controlled the parts that formed the barrier to spread out.

Immediately afterwards, the nearby parts were completely locked, so that the armors could no longer control the parts.

"Insufficient permissions, insufficient permissions for everything!"

In the channel, the fearful voice of the ancient fishman came again.

"No, you have the highest authority!"

As soon as he said this, these ancient fishmen were instantly deleted from their accounts by Mo Ling. After a few "bahs" in the channel, they returned to calm.

The armor burst open again, and several fishmen fell to the ground. They were tied up by Jeff's men in a daze.

"Jeff?"

A tied fishman seemed to recognize Jeff after he came to his senses.

Mo Ling also remembered this fishman at this time. He was one of the people who moved goods at the dock. Because he was only wearing a belt, Mo Ling was very impressed by him.

The leash fishman did not panic like the previous rescued person. After recognizing the situation, he quickly calmed down.

"How much armor is left in the village?" Jeff asked bluntly.

"Not much, but those armors are very powerful and there are many parts around them..."

Halfway through, the fishman with leather belt looked at Mo Ling.

"Just like the one over there."

"That's a human friend, don't worry."

"clear."

The fisherman seemed to trust Jeff so much that he didn't doubt what he said.

After looking around, the fishman with a belt said to Jeff: "Those armors are gathered around the library."

Hearing the reminder from the fishman with leather belt, Jeff nodded to him, greeted everyone, and quickly rushed towards the library.

(End of this chapter)