Chapter 227: Not Dead

The wreckage of the battleship took off, swayed and soared into the air, and as the dilapidated parts continued to disintegrate and fall, the upward speed became faster and faster. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Hurry up, I'm going to speed up. ”

Yan An's voice changed a little because of eagerness, "Come on, Momo." ”

At this time, several figures flew up and rushed towards Baier, and the other part attacked Mo Ye one by one, and the spirit skills and combat skills were intertwined into a web to envelop Mo Ye from all directions.

Bayer instinctively dodged the defense, and the spiritual energy magnetic field around his body that was almost condensed into substance was constantly being melted by the ice flames.

After all, the consequences of the backlash of spiritual power still appeared.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Mo Ye's attack did not stop for a moment, but those pseudo-saints who suddenly poured out surrounded Baier desperately, with a posture of swearing to defend to the death.

Attacks on the wreckage of the battleship were one after another, and the air combat units that had already been ambushed continued to tighten the encirclement and swarm.

The attack beams and artillery fire in the sky were intertwined, and only the wreckage of the battleship that was left in the forward compartment of the bridge had risen to an altitude of 3,000 feet at this moment, and less than half the volume of the passenger plane looked like a small black dot at high altitude, and it was surrounded by artillery fire from all sides at this time.

The image is equivalent to a group of gorillas beating a golden monkey cub and can't bear to look at it directly.

"Look for death. ”

In the ground garrison command center of Kazan Star, the commander of the garrison looked at the remains of the battleship in the surveillance screen and slapped the table.

The wreckage of the battleship in the gladiatorial arena can actually be activated, those broken copper and iron have been hovering in the air for several years, why did they never know that those broken things could still fly?

"Commander, don't worry, none of these guys want to escape, even if it can be lifted into the air, it can't fly out of the atmospheric barrier of the star defense system. ”

Even if they are lucky enough to break through the atmospheric barrier, the planetary defense shield in the Kazan Star Space Territory has been opened, not to mention the broken battleship wreckage, the escape pod is not a rotten iron, if they successfully fly out of the planet surrounded by the Imperial garrison troops, then their legion will really become an interstellar joke to go down in history.

"Hehe, if you hit the barrier headlong, I'm afraid that you will die worse than being hit. ”

The officers said this, and they looked forward to it in their hearts every day, but when they thought of the existence of Mo Ye, they couldn't help but beat a small drum in their hearts, and then they thought that Lord Baier was here in person, and their confidence was a little stronger.

In the midst of this complex and tangled emotion, everyone paid attention to the wreckage of the battleship surrounded by artillery fire in mid-air.

Yan An was engrossed in controlling the battleship, although he was not a professional battleship pilot, Yan An had already exerted his extraordinary performance at the moment, and he was stunned to open the broken bridge cabin with the momentum of a rapid spaceship, and he drew a curve and rushed firmly into the sky.

The faster you rush and the stronger the acceleration, the more serious the consequences of hitting the protective shield, and the consequences of turning yourself into a kinetic cannonball and detonating yourself will be very gorgeous and miserable.

Yan An whispered a countdown, "Five, four...... Two..."

Before a word could be spoken, the wreckage of the battleship that was about to crash into the shield disappeared into the surveillance screen out of thin air.

Because of the strong signal interference caused by the sudden intensification of spatial fluctuations, the surveillance screen rippled in circles, disrupting the line of sight.

The wreckage of the battleship was gone.

Mo Ye teleported with the remnants of the battleship at the last second of Yan An's countdown, and it didn't need to go too far, just enough to leave the defensive shield of Kazan Star.

"Bair is dead?"

Mo Ye originally wanted to answer what he didn't know, but looking at Yan An at this moment, his brows furrowed, and he shook his head helplessly, "I'm still alive for the time being." ”

Mo Ye was not sure whether Bayer was alive or dead, but at this moment, he sensed the imprint of Bayer's still active spiritual power on Yan An's body, and he thought that he was still alive and well.

Also, how could a person who could live in an environment like Dante's prison for dozens or hundreds of years die so easily.

It's a pity that I couldn't throw him into the spatial turbulence of the black hole, such a good opportunity, and the next time the other party has to take precautions, it won't be so convenient.

Yan An finally relaxed his mind when he saw Mo Ye, and the whole person fell to the ground softly, his mental power control had reached the limit, strictly speaking, it was an extraordinary performance.

The piloting of the wreckage of the battleship was handed over to Xiao Qi to take over.

Mo Ye looked at Yan An, who fell to the ground, his mouth opened, and finally he didn't swallow his words back, "There are little white flowers in my space ring." ”

The little white flower that Mo Ye said is, of course, a flying machine, the kind that can be lifted into the air and travel in space, and Mo Ye doesn't understand the meaning of robbing the wreckage of a warship.

Asking questions if you don't understand is an indispensable quality on the way to study.

Yan An said calmly, "I know, but you can't do nothing, that will go wrong." ”

Well, when the mind is concentrated and doing things, it is indeed not easy to be controlled by distracting thoughts, and the power of the spiritual power seed that is ready to move will also be weakened.

Mo Ye checked Yan An's situation, and the spiritual seeds buried in his body fluctuated greatly as xenomorph energy.

"If it weren't for these things you left behind, I might be about the same as those who were willing to die for Beyer. ”

Yan An briefly talked about his stupid behavior of taking the initiative to find the people of the Weilan Empire at that time.

"This spiritual power seed is not completely independent, it will be affected by Bayer's spiritual power, and the chanting will synchronize the fluctuation frequency of the seed with it, I don't know what is going on, I always feel that someone is talking in my head, and what is said is very reasonable. ”

Yan An tried to remember what it was like to be experienced, shaking his head, "I lost control of my body, but it didn't last long, and the glowing tattoo you left on me was effective......"

Glowing Tattoo?Mo Ye glanced at Yan An, it was also powerful to give such a name to the magic rune array.

Mo Ye squinted and listened to Yan An's words, she was not completely sure who Yan An was in front of her at the moment.

Mo Ye's eyes were not disguised, and Yan An shrugged helplessly, "You can doubt me, I don't mind if you freeze me if necessary." ”

"Have you figured it out?"

Yan An nodded, "I have a clue." ”

Mo Ye stared at Yan An for several seconds before retracting his gaze.

Mo Ye didn't make any follow-up moves, Yan An breathed a sigh of relief, and talked about the matter in the Imperial Capital Star, "I saw Sean in the Imperial Capital Star. ”

Mo Ye frowned, looking directly at Yan An and waiting for the follow-up.

"He actually let you go?" Mo Ye was a little surprised, did Sean disdain to use Yan An or did he have other plans or did he trust Baier too much?

Yan An shrugged, "I followed the ranks of Bayer's followers and saw Sean and Emperor Resas from a distance. ”

This was really beyond Mo Ye's expectations, and Yan An's past few days were far richer than Mo Ye expected.

Yan An looked at Mo Ye, smiled and helped the frame on the bridge of his nose, his eyes flashed, and a trace of unconcealable deedness appeared on his face, "I didn't expect my luck to be so good." ”

You ask, you ask, I'll tell you if you ask!