Mo Ye's gaze passed through the crowd and fell on a man in a black tracksuit in the crowd, brown hair, about 1.7 meters tall, and his appearance was so ordinary that no one would pay much attention to the cliff thrown in the crowd.

This man looked no different from ordinary tourists, but if you looked closely, you could see that his eyes were completely different from those around him, there was no fear or panic, and there was bloodlust and aggression hidden under Azabu's indifferent eyes.

This person gave Mo Ye the feeling of extreme danger, it was the instinctive reaction of a battle mage when he encountered an opponent of equal strength, and he didn't even need to use his mental power to induce, just looking at the other party's Mu Ran's eyes, Mo Ye's back was trembling, not fear but instinct.

The inch-headed man tilted his head and looked at Mo Ye, the corners of his mouth rose, and his ordinary face actually showed an evil smile that was extremely inconsistent with his appearance, and his dark voice had a hint of gloom, "Hehe, the intelligence is lagging behind, I didn't expect a sage to appear in Salander Academy, if you don't hand over the things and return them to me, none of the people here, including everyone in the academy, can leave alive"

The man raised his hand and shook his hand and pointed at the tourists who were not knowing why, and the smile on his face deepened a little, making people look cautious and panicked.

The tourists around him were all scared stupid, there is wood, Nima, how did the style of painting suddenly change, why did the tourist A, who was still gentle just now, suddenly turn into a sinister man with a strange and treacherous temperament, and the plain face of the passerby with the temperament of the evil cool bully is swollen, it is very conflicting!

"Over to you?"

"Oh. Then I can consider leaving them with a whole corpse."

In this way, no surrender = death without a complete corpse, delivery = death is complete. In other words, whether you give something or not, you have to die, who cares about the whole corpse or something.

Proteba-kun, your negotiation skills were learned from the Excavator Technology Institute!

Mo Ye shrugged his shoulders slightly, and said decisively, "Then you better do it."

Although it is death to give or not to give something, it seems that Mo Ye is not wrong to say this, but why does this sound so wrong.

Your Excellency, what about your masterly demeanor and discipline, have you been eaten by insects?

The members of the Star Alliance investigation team all looked at Mo Ye, could it be that what the Zerg was looking for had already been found by Mo Ye first. If Moye gets it, then it will be much easier for the council to get it back than to snatch it from the Zerg.

The members of the mission did not take their ideas for granted.

Mo Ye suddenly added, "By the way, what are you looking for?" with a blank look on his face, as if he really didn't know anything.

His Excellency will not admit that he has the Worm Emperor Crystal in his hand. She had no intention of handing over the Worm Emperor Crystal, whether it was the Zerg or the Star Alliance Council, Mo Ye decided to leave the things for herself this time, and it was enough to do this kind of thing once.

Mo Ye has a sleepy expression on his face all the year round, and he doesn't need to deliberately disguise it at all. The expression of true colors is enough to fully express, "I'm at a loss", "I'm innocent", "I don't understand what you're talking about" and so on.

What if it doesn't make sense?

Hit!

Mo Ye's spiritual power covered the crowd in front of him, and it was clear which of them were not humans, and no matter how disguised his appearance was, he couldn't hide the fluctuations of his spiritual power that was completely different from that of humans.

The spatial crack suddenly appeared, and a black slender gap appeared in the void, which stretched and slipped in the blink of an eye, and a middle-aged woman standing not far from the inch-headed man fell to the ground with a bang and spit out green mucus in her mouth, and the identity of the person was obvious.

The inch-headed man didn't care about his companions falling down one by one, and didn't even give him extra looks, just stared at Mo Ye, "Don't you consider my opinion?"

"Not required"

The amoeba man raised his hand, and a small lightning bolt the thickness of a finger flew out. The team saw him lurk until the sniper pulled the trigger, and the bullets shot out like streamers, one after the other. The amoeba man didn't even dodge, and with a slight wave of his hand, the laser bullet and the electric light collided and the clouds were all floating clouds.

Attack neutralization.

The incomparable coercion of the situation dispersed, and the inch-headed man's eyes almost scared the tourists present.

Fernand's face showed a solemn look, the holy level, it was really a high-level zerg that had broken through the holy level. Isn't this a way out of life?

In the next second, when the thunder light released by the inch-headed man was about to fall on the tourist, it was no more than 0.2 millimeters away from the head of the sad tourist. The amoeba man found that his attack was blocked by an invisible barrier, and then swallowed by the spatial rift.

Naturally, it was Mo Ye who stepped in to stop it.

The inch-headed man smiled and seemed to smile even more happily, "It's good, the stronger you are, the more points will rise when I kill you, it's really exciting to think about it, I'm afraid that one hand is worth a year's harvest, and it's really exciting to be able to kill a young human genius" The determined tone was as if Mo Ye must have lost.

Mo Ye pursed his lips and was silent, could it be that the Zerg also has a human-like point reward program, and they are really each other's prey

Bug-kun, it's you thinking too much.

The original hostages turned into onlookers in a second at this time, and they all knew in their hearts that only if Mo Ye won would they have a chance to live, and if Mo Ye lost, then they would die, and now life and death would be hung on Mo Ye alone.

The teachers and students of Salander Academy were naturally full of confidence in Mo Ye, who was Mo Ye, who was the youngest saint-level tutor in the history of the school, and even the youngest saint in the history of Vitanlia, how could he not be able to defeat a bug.

Some of the tourists didn't know who Mo Ye was, and looked at the two of them in panic, silently praying in their hearts that the not-so-strong girl would win.

The incomparably powerful sage's coercion made the onlookers feel pressured, but it was already terrifying to look at it from a distance.

The spatial confinement greatly restricts the range of activities of the amoeba man, and the sharp fangs on his face are turned out, which is really a bull's blow, as a high-level saint-level zerg warrior, Thunderstorm has an incomparably strong combat ability, and the mimic changes alone have reached as many as nine, combining the combat skill talents of nine different powerful creatures, the entire biological version of the Transformers, you can change how you want, it's so capricious.

Compared to the previous two amoeba thunderstorms when they chose the mimic, they were obviously more thoughtful, the distribution of attack and defense was very reasonable, almost no weaknesses could be seen, the defense was solid, and the attack was like a bamboo.

The lower half of the inch-headed man's body was no longer recognizable, and from his lower abdomen began to grow eight spider-like legs, two of which were four meters long, each with hard barbs.

The spider legs turned their backs to Mo Ye, the tail was cocked, and with the rapid movement of the thunderstorm, a huge spider web was quickly woven to cover everyone.

The juice that was constantly secreted from the tail of the thunderstorm immediately solidified into spider silk when it encountered air, and it was extremely sticky, even a little bit was enough to bind thousands of kilograms of objects, and physical attacks were almost completely ineffective in the face of these spider silks.

The spatial rift blade fell from the sky, and the black crack was like a huge mouth that wanted to divide the thunderstorm in two, but the thunderstorm just raised its hips and snorted, and a misty juice splattered out, and a huge spider web shield quickly condensed in the air to protect it entirely.

When the spatial rift blade met the cobweb, the cobwebs were naturally shattered, but the thunderstorm also took the opportunity to avoid the killing, and the speed of the thunderstorm was too fast, even faster than the speed of each magic cast by Mo Ye.

The onlookers said that the picture was too beautiful to look at, Mo Ye finally understood why he was reluctant to make a move before the thunderstorm, and the tricks with such a weird posture really made people unbearable to look at directly, and it was obviously an extremely exciting fierce battle that made people jump to see the scene.

"Is this all your attack like this?Then I'm going to make a move, remember to kill your name, Thunderstorm" Thunderstorm's upper body still maintained its human form, and as soon as the words fell, lightning suddenly appeared.

Thunder and lightning the thickness of an arm converged in the air, powerful energy fluctuations made the air tremble and hum, and the scorching smell of lightning seemed to be able to taste between the snorts, and the dark clouds were thick, and the sky of the entire hunting ground was obscured, and in an instant darkness could no longer see anything else except the faint blue thunder.

Thunder and lightning exploded in the air, and in the blink of an eye, the thunder and lightning surrounded the sky and shrouded the sky above the ink night, and suddenly fell violently.

Mo Ye was smashed squarely, and the whole person was surrounded by thunderclouds, with Mo Ye as the center, the surrounding area of 100 meters was scorched black, and the dense woods were reduced to ashes almost in an instant.

The thunderbolt attack of the thunderstorm has a hint of domain characteristics, and the attack strength of the holy level is not comparable to that of ordinary thunder and lightning attacks, and it is incomparably strong with an extremely strong aura of destruction, this insect is much stronger than Mo Ye expected.

It's not that Mo Ye doesn't want to hide, it's not that she can't hide, but she can't.

From the formation of the thundercloud to the fall of the thunder and lightning in the blink of an eye, the thunderclouds that covered the sky and the sun were dense, and the people who were besieged in the hunting ground had nowhere to hide.

Unless she really ruthlessly threw these tourists, teachers and students away, and let them die, Mo Ye knew that as long as she retreated and left, then the next moment these thunderbolts fell, and those who were hit must be those who didn't have time to escape not far away.

Mo Ye thinks that he is not a savior, but he can't retreat at this moment.

Whether it was the teachers and students of the academy or ordinary tourists, it was impossible for them to have any chance of surviving under this blow, and they could not resist the attack power of the saint level at all.

Maris smiled at this scene, it didn't care about the life and death of those human beings, Mo Ye retreated, it should start the slaughter in advance, increase its hunting points, Mo Ye did not retreat, it was naturally better, this blow was enough to severely damage the other party, Maris was obviously very satisfied with his attack methods.

Everyone looked up at the dark night wrapped in thunderclouds, and their eyes were gradually covered with fear and despair, is there any chance of surviving such a terrifying attack?

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