Star Master

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Interstellar standard time is twenty-three minutes and forty-five seconds.

Mo Ye glanced at the time display, lowered his eyes and began to count down five, four, ... one silently.

boom!

The red flames above the yellow sand ignited, ignoring the pouring rain, and the burning flames seemed to mock the saint who stepped into the'flame trap'.

Fire attribute magic is not much threatening to attack this wormed saint. Multiple fires from the bricks have confirmed this before.

This time he also rushed into the flames with no scruples.

however--

"Ah" The painful howl was short and sharp, and stopped abruptly.

The large area of ​​zero-distance contact with'Ice Flame' caused most of the right side of its body to be instantly frozen and burned.

Double experience, the power of the geometric multiple increase, the strong right arm burned out in an instant, the bitter cold, and the burning of the frozen moment into ashes.

Even cutting off the right side of the body is the only way to save his life.

"The third"

Mo Ye looked at the saint who fell on the ground and was entangled in space.

The other's godless eyes were fixed on Mo Ye, and the numbness and the tyrannical killing breath were mixed and harmoniously mixed together.

Shaking all over, he still didn't give up to release the attack, but it was a pity that almost half of his body was missing, and his attack strength also weakened by several ranks.

Under the restraint of space, he still struggled for a while.

Until the internal mention is divided.

The last two are left.

"Master, are you sure Sean will come?"

"sure."

Even if Sean’s wisdom brain restored the star chart, Mo Ye was very certain that the rune slab as the most critical element was in his hand, and he would definitely come to her.

Mo Ye is very certain at the moment, the last piece of the restored rune stone and star map is the Royal Circle.

It must return to its original position, and there are probably only two people who can do this, Rezas and Sean.

It was impossible for Mo Ye to order these two people, which required some means.

Mo Ye is more fond of simple and rude, but it is too simple and rude to require a certain degree of strength disparity, and he seems to...

"Ugh"

Mo Ye sighed. What the youngest space saint, even after hearing it, as a magister, she knew very well that she weighed a few pounds or two, and every time she wanted to swell, she would pull hard Pull a handful.

Sure enough, no one can become a pervert like Master Ai Fan.

"Have you not caught yet?"

The person holding the cigarette was staring at the light curtain, holding the sniper rifle in his hand with both hands, and the knuckles were white.

As soon as the words were spoken, I felt that my body was suddenly unable to move.

His face changed suddenly.

Looking back gloomyly, nobody saw, "Lord Mo Ye."

Xiaohe, who was called this way, licked her lips and said nothing, took a deep breath, and said that although the taste is not very delicious, it is still enough to be hungry.

The undead knight's spear was inserted into the man's chest.

Those memory pictures, all the information he knows are continuously input to Xiaohei.

Xiaohei returned to Mo Ye and shared this memory with Mo Ye.

"Shamr, a giant parasite, needs a continuous supply of hosts to make the host mistakenly think that it is a zerg. It can absorb the host's spiritual power, vitality, all energy, and the body can be desertified. Marking the host and controlling the host is similar to the control of the female larvae by the female."

This is a parasite that can nurture and control the host to spread. The body can grow very large with the accumulation of energy in a suitable environment. It can also be used as a control method when contracting.

Spatial attributes are talents.

This is a genetic program written in genetic coding.

An extremely powerful creature, although in Mo Ye's opinion, no matter how powerful this creature's growth is, it is enough to pervert.

...

Ivor, who is in charge of the special operations team of space powers operating the space imprisonment array of the Weilan Empire, is staring closely at the observation light curtain.

Behind him came a trail of hesitant footsteps.

"How did you come back?"

The comers are the other two members of the Space Power Special Action Team, Rute and Janelle.

The two were dark and black, and shook their heads with a wry smile, "Not at ease."

It's better to stare at yourself with tossing and turning to sleep.

Eifel sighed that the situation of the three people was the same, although space abilities were rare, but with the emergence of a large number of Zerg warriors with space attributes, they joined the imperial army for the use of His Majesty the King. It is much reduced at once.

If you make a wrong step, you will probably be injected with the so-called "catalytic power" of God-given medicament. After seeing the appearance of the genetic warrior after being wormed, Eifel can at least make sure that he does not want to be like that.

But such words cannot be said.

Even to his companion.

"What's the situation now, where is Mo Ye, haven't you caught her yet?" Ruth couldn't wait to ask about the latest situation.

"Look for yourself."

Eifel opened another screen, and Mo Ye's battle replay appeared on the screen.

"Insectized saints have no chance of facing her. Even if she looks anxious at the beginning of the battle, she always has a way to defeat the enemy in the end. Her space abilities..." Eiffel suddenly stopped. .

Simply starting from the identity of a space power, the stars are on top. If he is not a firm empire supporter and a follower of His Majesty the King, he will surely fall down in this space saint’s marvelous and perfect space difference. Can be used.

There is no bells and whistles, it is so simple that people can't understand the process. This is a minimalist artistic expression.

"Her space skills are easy to put in and out, and the technique is special..." Eifel could hardly control her admiration.

Rutter snorted, "Unfortunately, it is really a pity that she turned against the empire and was reluctant to accept the recruitment of His Majesty the King."

Eiffel sighed, swallowed, and had a chill in his back, echoing, "Yes, it's a pity, indeed, he went on the wrong path."

The only female power among the three, Janelle, did not say a word, staring closely at the light curtain, and suddenly interrupted the discussion between Eifel and Rout. "She appeared again."

The three of them cooled their backs at the same time, straightened their bodies, and looked nervously at the observation light curtain. Every time Mo Ye disappeared and roared again, it meant that one of the five saints had to be resolved.

It was the same in the previous few times, without exception, the process of disappearing indefinitely was not fast or slow, but the result was always the same.

Even if there was a little more time to disappear the last time, it was so long that Evel once doubted whether Mo Ye had fled and left Emperor Erwei, but the space imprisonment array of the seventh-level civilization gave him confidence again.

"If you can't escape, you can't escape." I repeated the same sentence over and over again.

After reviewing the operation of the array device again and confirming that everything is normal, the three of them rested a little.

As long as Mo Ye can be trapped in Emperor Erwei, even if some sacrifices are made, His Majesty will not affect them even if he is angry.

Evre exchanged a look with Janelle. After witnessing the whole process of Mo Ye's battle, his confidence was hard to shake.

They even doubted that they were really space abilities like Mo Ye?

Don't want to doubt that life is not good.

Black holes come as soon as they are said to be big, but they need to be as small as they are small. They can do whatever they want, and they can't even see the trajectory of energy fluctuations in space.

Uh... strictly speaking, there are still some differences between space magic and space abilities.

Mo Ye's reappearance made the three of them and the operation commander who started the live broadcast later tighten their nerves at the same time.

"It's hard to imagine that she's still underage this year."

"Mr. Eifel, you can put it another way, this young space saint will never be able to usher in her adult ceremony."

The gully on Eifel's face was straightened like a knife, "Hopefully." The tone was very cold, as if the tone of admiration had never appeared before.

"Oh, I thought Mr. Eifel admired her very much?" The commander bit the long pipe and squinted at Eifel.

Even if he knew that the other party was just a holographic light and shadow mimicry, Eifel still maintained the highest vigilance and respect. "No, Major General misunderstood. What I appreciate is her ability. Unfortunately, I am not talented enough to make such a majesty. Give more to the empire."

"Hahaha, believe me, there will be a day when not only you, but you and everyone else can have a stronger body and more powerful ability to fight for the glory of the empire."

The lining of Eifel's combat uniform was already soaked with sweat.

What does this sentence mean?

Will everyone be forced to re-inject medicine?

Space abilities are different from other abilities. Those who have been injected with God-given potions cannot control space abilities. Talents will not be enhanced but will be destroyed. There have been many precedents and the disadvantages of forced medicine are greater than the benefits.

Has the medicine made another breakthrough?

Rutter’s response was much more direct than Evel’s inner conflict and fear, “It would be great if that was the case.”

The commander of Fang Face just smiled and stopped talking. He stared at the observation light curtain with a smoke pipe, his eyes suddenly changed, and the expression of the joke was frozen.

"Fourth"

The tremor in the mouth was almost bitten off.

In the picture, the experimental body S018 that several of them have seen before, this was originally a wind-type saint. He was known for its speed. When he became sanctified, he was more than two hundred years old, almost at the end of life. Breakthrough, it is really difficult to break through again from now on, when life is at the end of time again he is also one of the few saints who voluntarily take God-given potions.

His strength has greatly increased, and his life has been extended, but he can no longer restore his human form. He has always maintained a state of half human and half insect. He heard that his family was also killed by the madness after his inhibitor failed.

Yes, the higher the level of combatants, the greater the demand for inhibitors. Once the inhibitors fail, the consequences of madness are even more terrible. If the horrific desire to kill is not consumed by killing battles, it will only make people mad.

They have all seen the crazy combat power of this wind saint, especially after the insect state, the wind and the residual cloud are terrible to the ultimate field strength, brutal to the ultimate killing ability, but at this moment, the brutal, the murdered and the abused have become The 300-year-old saint-level strong man.

This saint known as a lunatic who could easily kill all of them was actually crushed.

"What kind of magic is that?"

Commander Fang Face stretched out his hand and asked the three space abilities, "What kind of magic is that?" The question was repeated because he was too excited.

Evel looked at the replay of the light curtain in surprise, not knowing how to describe the picture.

The body of the'madman' saint keeps turning under their sight, it looks like...

The vintage cans held in the other hand of the commander were too tightly packed by my too hard, and the wine dripped down along the mouth.

Everyone's eyes were attracted to the past, yes, the picture was too similar, like a kneaded can, the inside was squeezed and the shell was completely compressed and wrinkled.

How did she do it?

The picture was too cruel and disgusting even in their eyes. I didn’t see that Mo Ye, who looked so clean and harmless, actually used such a visually intrusive attack, is it really intimidating?

She must know, must know that she is being monitored, everyone numb at the same time, excitement and fear at the same time irresistible.

"This......"

Others are not clear, but the commander knows that this skill, this skill has not mentioned in the previous data, but the bug on the Emperor's Second Guard.

Mo Ye is learning now and selling, "She copied...no...she learned the skills of "Dasa" just now?"

Commander Fang Face whispered incredulously, "She learned it and was trapped for a while." She said that she suddenly paused, her expression became a little distorted because she was too surprised, and her voice was lower. She wasn’t trapped before, she was intentional, she stayed in Dasa’s body to learn that skill?”

After the idea came out, Commander Fang Face was terrified by himself.

Uh--

If you know what these people who are seeing through the surveillance light curtain are thinking about something, you will definitely raise your eyebrows in surprise, really... Cheng Men looked up.

In fact, at this moment, the Master who has just killed the fourth Saint-level strongman is frowning, pursing his lips tightly, and scorning his eyes.

An experimental experiment of space compression, a very rough magic structure, no carefully divided element arrangement, and unfamiliar principles of law led to a slow casting speed and chaotic and unstable effects.

Looking at the place not far away in front of him like a tinned sardine can wormed into a saint, Mo Ye closed his eyes silently and subconsciously meditated in his heart a phrase "great auspiciousness".

This is really a brutal unmanned and extremely unclean attack method. It needs to be improved. Before getting familiar with the optimized magic structure, Mo Ye decided not to use this magic as much as possible.

This is barely a magic written by Mo Ye, although it was restructured on the basis of psychic abilities.

Power is not unsatisfactory, but it is visually unacceptable to a person who loves to eat, which affects the appetite too much, in case children see it may hinder healthy growth.

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