The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 93 Powerful Mystic Spirit

Su Ninglong immediately resisted, trying to burn the other party with her spiritual fire, but the other party was faster than her. A piece of cloth covered her mouth and nose, and the spatial rift in front of her had been completely closed.

Xingyuan and Qirui could only watch helplessly as Su Ninglong disappeared from the spot.

Sometimes, being Suninglong's guide is a challenge, and Xingyuan really wanted to shout for help.

But he held back, knowing that creating chaos in such a large crowd would only make things more complicated and difficult.

Su Ninglong was abducted again right under his nose. Xingyuan's mind raced through various rescue plans, and he knew what he had to do next.

Inside the unknown space, the man in gray felt the little one in his arms gradually soften, and his tense nerves eased slightly.

A slight smile appeared on his gloomy lips. The mission was not completed, and he returned empty-handed, but it was not without its gains. The leader dog's owner was a little kid. With a little brainwashing, he could become the most useful pawn.

The man in gray checked the time, took out a small triangular device from his pocket, and turned to run away.

Unexpectedly, a sharp pain suddenly came from the back of my thigh.

Su Ninglong fully woke up and launched an attack.

Just moments before her mouth and nose were covered, Su Ninglong recalled a similar experience from over a month ago.

She held her breath, and a little bit of the drug was still being absorbed into her body. Half a minute later, she was completely reactivated, her body swaying, realizing that she had been kidnapped again.

The hairs floated in the weightless air, and the surrounding spatial forces felt both familiar and strange—this was subspace.

Su Ninglong suddenly opened her eyes, and all she could see was a gray, dark substance.

The matter, seemingly formless yet tangible, hovered beneath the feet of the man in gray.

Su Ninglong's breathing became erratic for a moment. In the subspace, without the cultivation of the Mahayana stage, how could she and this person move freely?

Immediately afterwards, Su Ninglong realized that something was wrong with this space.

She could hear whispers that seemed so close yet so far away, but all the sounds were blurred, as if they were murmuring through frosted glass.

As the gray-clad man moved forward, her eyelids twitched, and a strong sense of crisis surged through her body. Her intuition told her that if she followed the gray-clad man out of this space, she would likely be in grave danger.

She quietly used the tip of her shoe to brace against the heel of the other shoe, flicking out a small, hidden dagger and stabbing it viciously into the gray-clad man's thigh.

He quickly used the momentum to roll away, but as he moved further away, he was surprised to find that the space was abnormal.

She dared not completely break away from the man in gray, so she took the opportunity to grab the hem of his clothes.

"You brat, you're asking for it." The man in gray reached behind him, but his injured hand was not very flexible, and he missed several times.

The man in gray ignored her and hurried toward the exit. Once outside, she was doomed. He had to keep a firm grip on her and squeeze every last drop of value out of her.

Su Ninglong wasn't about to let him have his way. She grabbed the other man by the hair, lifted him backward, and used her waist to twist him backward.

Fingers hooked, aiming for the gray-clad man's eye. The small razor blade hidden in the shoe made its appearance again. "Eye gouging, waist stabbing, and then a heart-ripping three-hit combo... Huh?"

Su Ninglong suddenly froze.
As the man in gray covered his eyes, the pyramid-shaped instrument came into view of Su Ninglong.

Su Ninglong tried to pry it off quickly, but couldn't.

But the man in gray grabbed his throat and choked him.

"Let's see how you jump around now!"

Su Ninglong smirked, her laughter carrying the delicate, babyish tone of a little girl, making her a complete little pervert.

She didn't carry the key that Ziyue gave her, but she did use the necklace.

The necklace had three things hanging from it: a bar key, a carved piece of summer sandalwood, and a small, matte dagger.

An ivory-white dagger, about the length of a little finger, was deeply embedded in the opponent's wrist.

She forged a crescent-shaped dagger from the tusk of a ferocious beast.

The gray-clad man's injured hand was further aggravated, so he immediately released her and pushed her outwards, attempting to shove her into the gray fog abyss. "You brat, you're disobedient. Just wait for the navigator to collect your corpse."

However, Su Ninglong stopped at the edge of the gray fog, holding a tether around her waist.

That's right, there were too many people today, so Xingyuan had to use a "dog leash" again.

Whether you tie someone up or not, Su Ninglong took advantage of the entanglement to secretly fasten her opponent's belt, ensuring that she wouldn't drift away.

Su Ninglong scrambled back along the tether, looking like a giant spider that she couldn't shake off.

The man in gray hurriedly unbuckled his belt when a drop of blood suddenly appeared before his eyes. He froze, and then two or three drops, which had been a few spiritual drops, turned into a string of blood escaping from his body.

The man in gray was horrified and regretted instinctively saving the little girl's life earlier. He could no longer hold back.

He was surrounded by silvery needles that shone brightly. As Su Ninglong moved closer, the silver needles pierced his fingers, and the scorching needles burned the traction rope.

As the tape slowly melted away, the man in gray kept his grip on the pyramid instrument.

Su Ninglong no longer hesitated.

The spiritual energy that had been accumulating in her dantian burst forth. She hadn't used any power other than fire for a long time, so the conversion process was a beat slower than when using spiritual fire.

This space is not lacking in water elements; the ice needles that fill the sky are generated almost instantly.

Su Ninglong raised two fingers, directing the ice needles to clash with the silver light.

The scorching light needles and silver needles touched each other, instantly forming a large amount of water. The droplets connected to form a water dragon, surrounding the gray-clad man.

Su Ninglong scratched her head, looking at the scene in front of her in confusion. Huh, it didn't vaporize?

The man in gray had his mouth and nose blocked by water and couldn't breathe. He coughed and choked on the water.

No matter how thorough his preparations were, he never imagined that such a situation would occur: drowning.

For someone who considers himself a strongman, this would definitely become the biggest joke of the century.

He turned the pyramid instrument with his fingertips, and his body moved forward again, leaving the water.

Then, he pulled Su Ninglong into the water, intending to drown the wretched child.

Su Ninglong's body crashed into the water. With a flick of her finger, the water, which resembled a water sphere, dispersed spiritually to both sides, seemingly clearing away obstacles for her.

"Damn it." This girl is toxic, she's like an old monster from the Star Alliance.

Time was limited, and as his body continued to leak more fluid, he began to feel dizzy.

The fog was shaking violently; we couldn't afford to argue with a little kid anymore.

Sweat beaded on his forehead as he turned the pyramid, moving it forward.

The exit is just ahead, and the light is within reach.

He must first leave this space.

Unaware of the greater crisis that was about to unfold, Su Ninglong planned to press her advantage, continue to approach the man, grab his hair again, and snatch the pyramid from his hands.

The man in gray was bleeding from all seven orifices, and the capillaries on his skin had burst.

This is the effect of spatial power. Su Ninglong should not stay too long, but she cannot leave with him. Once she falls into the enemy's lair, she will definitely die a horrible death. Even worse, she may be secretly "modified".

It's not that she's narcissistic, but a child as cute and with such special abilities as her is simply a rare treasure.

News reports have repeatedly warned parents to keep a close eye on their children, and Su Ninglong was well aware of the consequences of her disappearance.

I'd rather die than become someone else's puppet.

The light needles reappeared around the gray-clad man. Su Ninglong was too close, and her wrists and neck were pierced; she almost ground her teeth to powder.

The pain was so intense it pierced her nerves, making her momentarily stunned and want to pull away, but she stubbornly endured it.

She took the small ivory dagger, aimed it at the gray-clad man's shoulder, and plunged it into his shoulder blade.

"Let go!" the gray-clad man shouted, reaching out to grab Su Ninglong.

Su Ninglong pulled her small hand back, aimed at his hand holding the pyramid, and jingled...

A crisp metallic clang echoed through the space as the pyramid was pried open. Su Ninglong immediately pushed aside the gray-clad man and floated backward.

The gray-clad man angrily turned to snatch it back, but as he turned, he was confronted by a terrifying colossus.

Something of indescribable power has arrived!
He covered his eyes and screamed. In the nick of time, he tore off his belt, stumbled and rolled to the exit, and leaped away, escaping the confines of space.

The moment Su Ninglong grasped the pyramid instrument, she felt as if she had returned to the Mahayana stage, experiencing a sense of regaining control of space.

However, the pyramid emanated a strong ominous aura, making her clearly sense that what she was holding might imprison a mysterious spirit. It resembled the Mysterious Man's Token, yet it was different from it.

The spirits inside lack a sense of "vitality".

A chill ran through her heart, and she realized what the gray-clad man was afraid of. She turned around abruptly, only to find a huge red vertical pupil staring at her from behind.

Its surface is adorned with rings of fire from solar flares and is covered with gaping maws formed by gravitational waves.

The space was not enough to contain the monster; a single flare evaporated half of the gray mist, yet it still did not step inside.

For a moment, Su Ninglong's soul seemed to be completely pulled out of her body, and she began to bleed from her seven orifices, just like the gray-clad woman.

With just one gaze, Su Ninglong froze on the spot, unable to react any further.

As if knowing it would be difficult for the monster to descend into the confined space, a swarm of purple mechanical insects resembling giant cockroaches began to form on its body. They formed a fluid cloud and flew in, their wings trembling.

Wherever it passed, everything was swallowed up and collapsed, leaving only darkness.

Su Ninglong's vision blurred with red. What to do? "You dead body, move around!"

Not only was the body unable to move, but the consciousness that had been resisting and struggling also began to crack at this moment.

These things exude an ominous aura, like concentrated nitrogen, carrying a terrifying chill.

She kept trying to figure out how to defend herself, diligently circulating her spiritual energy to power the earrings.

Before the mechanical swarm could bite her hand, the Cleansing Mantra was successfully activated. The pyramid was also getting hot, so hot that she couldn't hold it. As the pyramid detached from her, the mechanical body turned midway and rushed towards the pyramid.

Then, Su Ninglong witnessed a scene she would never forget.

The mechanical insect landed on the pyramid, and the hard metal surface was instantly vaporized, forming a data stream resembling code.

They are flipping the structure of matter.

What kind of power is that? Su Ninglong inhaled. She was certain that even when she was at the Mahayana stage, she would have found this swarm of insects extremely troublesome.

No, it should be said that they have surpassed the strength of the Mahayana stage and are comparable to the legendary immortals.

As the pyramid lost its outer metal layer, the lifeless spirit seemed to come alive at that moment, swept up by the swarm of insects and slowly transformed into the insect swarm itself.

The gray fog began to disintegrate at this moment, and a dangerous spatial force was about to sweep in.

Su Ninglong was unable to move and had no way to leave, but she did not want to die.

A sense of powerlessness crept into his heart, and he even had the absurd idea of ​​becoming a member of the swarm.

A voice inside her was trying to save her, forcing her to stop her terrible thoughts. She couldn't be led astray, she couldn't enter the world of the mystical spirits, she had to return to the place where humans lived.

She gritted her teeth and chose to seal off part of her divine sense. Even if her body was destroyed, as long as her divine sense could be preserved, she would still have a chance to survive.

If everything is swallowed up, there is no possibility of survival.

Without hesitation, the conflicting thoughts, caught in the moment of mental blockage, lost their ability to think.

Su Ninglong stood there blankly, a faint fragrance wafting over her chest, firmly guarding her last line of defense and preventing her body from leaning towards the Mystic Spirit.

Darkness was engulfing the surroundings, and the mechanical swarm hesitated as it circled around Su Ninglong.

They couldn't sense that Su Ninglong was still alive; they had never encountered such a strange creature before.

He circled around Su Ninglong halfway, tentatively approaching her.

Su Ninglong is on the verge of being utterly destroyed.

On the brink of death, two fiery red figures tore through space and appeared. Aoli, with Qirui, located Su Ninglong.

The purple mechanical swarm immediately dispersed and retreated to gather a short distance away.

Qi Rui threw himself into Su Ninglong's arms, stopping the spatial power from tearing her to pieces.

Ollie glanced at the red vertical pupils, then pressed his ears down, close to his head.

It timidly grabbed Su Ninglong by the back of her collar, quickly tore open the space again, and rushed out.

Leaping from mid-air above the Starship Building, Xingyuan caught Su Ninglong with both hands and saw that she was covered in blood, with ice crystals forming on her eyelashes and hair.

I shook her eyes, but her gaze was vacant, as if she couldn't focus.

Xingyuan anxiously looked for Lena, "Lena, come and see her quickly."

Su Ninglong's situation is even worse than when she was first abducted.

Lena pulled over a floating ambulance, and Xingyuan gently put her down. He held onto the ambulance, his whole body trembling, a chill running through his fingertips. It was hard to imagine what Su Ninglong had gone through in another place; it must have been very difficult.

Lena felt her pulse; it was still beating strongly. She shone a flashlight into her eyes.

Su Ninglong blinked, still reacting.

"Don't panic, it's alright," Lena comforted Xingyuan.

“I know Ninglong is very strong.” Xingyuan took a deep breath and handed her to Lena. “You will definitely be able to save her life, right?”

"I'll try."

As the police dispersed the crowd, Lei Qingya squatted down with the man in black from earlier, the atmosphere between them awkward.

The man in black who fought with Lei Qingya was actually a stall owner that Su Ninglong had seen before at the mutual aid trading market, a stall owner who sold quasi-spirit stones.

He was practically an undercover agent; he had just acquired a bag of "stolen goods" and planned to use the Starship Building's security checkpoint system to hand it over to the police.

As a result, he got into a fight with Lei Qingya in a daze, which made him famous. Forget about the undercover mission, his credit was also diminished.

Lei Qingya's face turned bruised. She was also very upset. Fighting with an undercover police officer, did that count as assaulting a police officer?

She looked worriedly in Su Ninglong's direction, and only felt relieved when she saw Su Ninglong being pushed into the ambulance with Xingyuan following behind.

Qi Rui naturally joined in, while Ao Li looked up at Principal Yan.

With such a big incident occurring and Ollie being involved, Principal Yan had to come to the scene to take a look.

He affectionately patted Ollie's head and said, "Stay with Ninglong and make sure nothing else happens to her."

Ollie obeyed the order, jumped into the ambulance, and nestled at Xingyuan's feet, warm and cozy, bringing Xingyuan a sense of comfort. "Thank you, Ollie."

Ollie barked softly, indicating that it was no trouble at all.