Transformed into a cute girl, I am at ease in the last days

Another watchman came up, with deep admiration in his eyes, even they were overwhelmed by Yan Shan's courage.

He looked at the blood-stained figure in front of him and asked with difficulty: "I want to know, what is supporting you to keep moving forward?"

Yan Shan's mouth moved a few times, wanting to say something, but he changed the content temporarily: "You will know."

After all, the battle began. Yan Shan pulled up the last strength recovered from the two battles, raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, as if he had broken through time and space from ancient times, his whole body was dazzling, as if endless fire was burning, all of a sudden flooded here.

With the smoke rising everywhere, Yan Shan's strong and strong hands were unable to hang down, and it was really difficult to support him any longer.

"......"

After a long silence, the trembling declaration came.

"Next......"

The crowd immediately boiled.

"My God! Who else can stand up and fight for the marshal?"

"How unfair is this? There are so many people fighting against one marshal, and if he always wins, he will be infamy for eternity!"

People are sad and are cursing the Odyssey people, but all human suffering is essentially anger at their own incompetence.

They hated themselves for being so useless, unable to help, and could only watch the marshal fight alone, and finally blood stained the sky.

If there is no one to replace him, people believe that the marshal is likely to choose to die here!

blah blah...

The sound of footsteps came from the distant sky.

The smog is like blood, and the clouds are rolling and rosy, pulling out an empty and lonely sea of ​​dark clouds in the desolate skyline.

After seeing this familiar scene, people couldn't help tears filled their eyes, and their clothes were wet with tears, and there was a sadness in their hearts that was about to burst out.

What appears at the end of the field of vision are two figures supporting each other. Their magnificence dispels the despair in people's hearts and brings the dawn of victory.

After Mo Sheng saw these two people, he covered his mouth in surprise. There was shock, ecstasy, and incomparable hope in his eyes...

They are back!

Chapter 123 Killing the Enemy

At the end of the field of vision, two beautiful figures supporting each other are slowly approaching. Although their steps are slow, with each step, there will be a light of hope shining.

"We are not defeated yet! There are still people left to fight!"

"Finally, the marshal doesn't have to fight alone, there is someone who can replace him!"

"......"

People were weeping when they saw it. After the extreme grief, this hard-won hope propped up the backbone of the Chinese people and propped up the sky.

After Mo Sheng saw the figure with disheveled silver hair, he could no longer control his emotions. He cried with joy and almost collapsed on the ground. He murmured tremblingly: "Mu Mu... I knew you wouldn't die that easily. .....”

When he learned that the Shuguang had lost contact, Mo Sheng almost regarded Mu Mu as dead in his heart. After all, it was in the vast universe, and even if he knew she was still alive, there was no way to rescue her.

But she always believed that her good sister would not die so easily.

There was no stronger evidence than her presence.

"Sister Zimo must have suffered a lot, Bei'an City has worked hard for her..."

The great sage and the people on their side are all silent.

Beside them, the robot controlled by Ede has resumed its activities. Looking at the current scene, thousands of thoughts are floating in his heart.

In today's battle, both sides have sacrificed too much...

Yan Zimo teased Mu Mu, who was being supported by her, and said, "Everyone is looking at us like that, do you feel your legs are weak?"

"Too much talk, will you go up first or should I go up first?" Mu Mubai gave her a look, and was about to straighten up forcefully.

"Hey, don't move! You dare to come here with such a serious injury. They say that it's fine if I come here alone."

"Long-winded! I can hit ten more!"

"Yes, yes, it won't be a problem for you to fight a hundred more, but you should give me a good rest first, I will feel bad for you."

Yan Zimo smiled wryly, and calmed down Mu Mu with some good words. The danger level of her trip to the universe did not force her to be low. She barely survived after paying a heavy price, but Mu Mu was still seriously injured.

After helping Mu Mu into the camp of strong human beings, Yan Zimo suddenly clung to Mu Mu's ear, exhaling Youlan:

"Choose to rely on me once in a while. While you are a ninth rank, don't forget...you are also my woman~~"

After saying that, Yan Zimo didn't stop at all and turned around, leaving her with a slender and delicate back that could carry a whole sky.

"...Hmph, since you said that, I'll rely on you for once."

Mu Mu spat with a blushing face. There was an inexplicable emotion in her starry eyes, and there was a hint of sweetness, which was a strange sense of satisfaction.

"Mu Mu, how is your injury...Why are you the only one back? Dawn—?!"

Mo Sheng stepped forward immediately, she wanted to ask too much, she was a little incoherent.

"Speak slowly." Mu Mu comforted Mo Sheng a little, looked at Yan Zimo's walking back, and then said:

"I'll talk about this later. There is a therapist here, right? Take me there quickly."

Her lover was fighting for time, and Mu Mu didn't want to waste a second. She wanted to recover every ounce of strength as much as possible to show the best results in front of Yan Zimo.

"You don't need to look for it, I'll come by myself."

Luo Li got out from the crowd, pushed and pushed away the people in front of him, and came to Mu Mu's side.

An eighth-level therapist was present in person, and everyone's eyes flashed brightly. With her there, Mu Mu's recovery speed is undoubtedly very fast.

On the other side, Yan Zimo strode forward, came to Yan Shan, and saluted him, "Marshal, it's a good luck not to disgrace your life!"

Not calling him uncle, but calling him marshal, for him, this is a kind of honor to the soul.

"Very well, I didn't lose face."

Yan Shan nodded calmly, but Yan Zimo could clearly see the immense relief in his eyes.

Yan Zimo scratched his face, shifted his gaze, and said, "At least change it to 'I give you a long face'...."

She still wants to hear her uncle praise herself directly, rather than this kind of compliment in disguise.

"The enemy is right in front of you, it's up to you to fight for it... Work hard!"

Yan Shan patted her on the back and walked resolutely back to the camp of the strong human beings without the help of others.

At this moment, most people's minds have not turned around, they simply thought that Yan Zimo was going to welcome the marshal back, after all, it was known all over the world that she was the marshal's niece.

But who would have thought that what Yan Zimo said next made them all feel anxious on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Who will fight me?"

The soft voice exhorted melodiously like a crystal wind chime, spreading throughout the audience.

As if the news had wings, it quickly spread to the whole world. Everyone was stunned and silent for a second.

"What was she just... talking about?"

"I seem to have said that I would take over the position of the marshal and fight for her?"

"She's only at the eighth level, right? You dare to do this!"

"Who knows, maybe she's already at the ninth level..."

At first, people thought it was Mu Mu who was fighting. After all, she was a world-renowned master of the ninth-order space system, and she had the capital to fight many enemies.

However, when people saw Mu Mu injured like that, their hearts were still half cold. Although he came, he was also seriously injured. Can he still fight for the marshal?

But Yan Zimo forcefully rekindled their hope, like a spark that never goes out.

Even, there is still a possibility of a raging fire...

At present, there are still nine people left in the watchman's team. One came out and stood five meters in front of Yan Zimo.

five meters.

The look he looked at Yan Zimo was inevitably a bit contemptuous, because he could clearly feel that Yan Zimo was an eighth-level person.

Even though the black clouds in the sky rattled and thundered, bringing her boundless momentum, but the eighth level is the eighth level, and there is an insurmountable gap with the ninth level.

"Watcher, Deen, please advise me." The following four words can be heard with disdain.

"Hua Guo, Yan Zimo, please give me some advice."

The Spear of Victory appeared in Yan Zimo's hand, and he got into a fighting stance. At this time, Yan Zimo suddenly asked with a smile:

"Life and death battle?"

Breathing stopped for a moment.

She, what was she asking me just now?

Deen couldn't believe what he heard. An eighth-level yellow-haired girl actually wanted to fight me to the death?

A blue vein suddenly appeared on his forehead, and he sneered on the spot with his eyes closed. After a while, a few words came out from between his teeth:

"Okay... Life and death battle... Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!"

The last note fell, and when De En looked at Yan Zimo again, he found that two wings of light had appeared on her back at some point. They were dazzling, like blooming flower buds. With a gentle flap, the dark thunderclouds above her head suddenly disappeared. All lit up, as if there was an extra sky, and the whole thing was suppressed.

"Varied--!"

However, the moment he shouted, a dark blue-purple, transparent war spear wrapped with thunder and lightning had pierced his head.

The Tianling Gai, which had been eroded by the years and became fragile at the touch of a finger, was blown away by the surging thunder and lightning. The transparent brains and blood soaked the sharp spear point, and dropped to the ground, emitting a light, yet heavy, breath. The sound of suffocating water splashes.

"It is said that the older you get, the smarter you become. Why are you so stupid? How dare you close your eyes when you are so close to me? Should I say that you are really confident... or are you arrogant?... Well, it should be the latter."

Yan Zimo smacked his lips in disdain, and then shouted:

"next."

Chapter 124 Prediction

A ninth-level watcher died in a battle with an eighth-level psychic.

What just happened?

Everyone couldn't turn their heads. When they came to their senses, Yan Zimo's clear voice filled the entire audience.

"Next,"

Billions of rays of light hung down from the sky, connected to the wings of light behind her. It seemed as if the entire sky was her help, like an abyss or a prison.

In Odyssey's camp, the great sage saw the scene just now very clearly, and asked the national master next to him: "Did you see it?"

"I see it, although it is very vague..." The national teacher narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "Light!"

Light!

That's the speed of light!

Even if the naked eye sees it, there is no way to avoid it. When it comes to extreme speed in the world, it can only be avoided by relying on the perception ability above the naked eye or the sophisticated prediction ability.

"I think her speed of 0.01 second is the limit, which is also in line with the instant explosiveness of lightning."

The great sage saw this flaw which was not a flaw at a glance.

After the shocking stab just now, the energy stance emanating from Yan Zimo's body became much weaker, as if a bucket of water had been emptied by [-]% in an instant, and became empty in an instant, turning into an empty shell.

The gap between the front and back is too big, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

Moving at the speed of light, that is a way of moving faster than space teleportation at a certain distance, and the energy consumed is not even enough for the ninth order.

"However, for her, the consumption may recover soon." The great sage continued.

It was only ten seconds before the end of the first battle, and they could feel that Yan Zimo's energy and spirit had reached perfection, and his combat power had reached its peak state.

"In the history of Odyssey, there have never been people who can become elements. Although their recovery speed is also very fast, they are still far behind Yan Zimo."

"I'm a little doubtful now if she is purely elemental...or is it the one that only exists in legends...?"

"You mean!?" The national master was so shocked by these words that he trembled, "The highest level of elemental power?"

"The purest collection of elements in the world is a high wall that all elemental supernatural beings cannot overcome... Be the master."

The great sage preached word for word. The more he preached, the more frightened the master became, and his voice vibrated: