Cassel's voice was swallowed up, there was silence all around, no sound could be heard, no air flow could be felt, no energy fluctuations were ebbs, everything seemed to be evacuated in an instant, a closed environment where even the energy elements were drained away.

Unable to see, unable to hear, the five senses disappear in an instant.

This feeling is very short, and it seems that a long time has passed, the body seems to be hollowed out, and the mental power is withdrawn from the body in an instant and becomes an independent bystander.

The extreme silence makes people frightened and uneasy, and the deprivation of even the senses at the same time numbs, and the discomfort under the double contradiction makes Mo Ye at a loss.

Bang!

An inky blue figure soared and fell to the ground, crashing into a building block that was slowly spinning and moving.

Falling on the edge of the window, accompanied by a sharp pain from the musculoskeletal body of the body, all the perceptual aftertaste, along with the mental power, returned to the body.

The dead silence around him and the vacuum where there was no energy disappeared, and it returned to normal, and all the sounds, smells, and sights returned to their original state.

Although every part of his body was in severe pain from the terrible impact, Mo Ye's spirit was relieved from the state of helpless tension.

There is a sense of happiness for the rest of the life, a sense of relief that the drowning victim has surfaced and can finally breathe again.

His Excellency the Mage, who was directly hitting the wall face down, looked like a smirk with half of his face bruised and swollen, and blood hanging from the corners of his nose and mouth.

Xiao Qi held his heart and felt that the core chip that was spinning too fast was about to be too entangled in his mood, it might become the first brain in history to have a heart attack, and he didn't want to create such a historical precedent at all.

"Master, how are you?" This sentence appears so often that it is about to become Xiao Qi's mantra, and he is very helpless.

Mo Ye didn't have time to explain to Xiao Qi, and she couldn't explain to Xiao Qi the situation that she hadn't figured out herself.

The whole process was confused, what happened just now, why did I fall and hit the wall, what is the situation now?

One by one, question marks came out in Mo Ye's mind.

With the re-rotation of the spiritual power core, the originally chaotic and confused mind gradually woke up, "The overlapping spaces collide with each other. ”

"What?" Xiao Qi didn't understand what his master suddenly said at this time, a smart brain actually suspected that his IQ was not enough every day, and his knowledge reserve was not enough.

Indescribable sorrow emerges.

"I was flanked. ”

Mo Ye didn't seem to be answering Xiao Qi, more like talking to himself.

"How to flank the attack, what to flank?" Xiao Qi couldn't wait to become a hundred thousand why.

Mo Ye stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up straight ahead, visually measuring the distance that was not too far away, the spatial energy fluctuations were intermittent, and the unstable appeared and disappeared, so fast that it was difficult to catch its fluctuations.

Not far in front of Mo Ye, about a hundred meters away, Kasol was lying on the ground, he would not have been attacked by the Zerg, nor would he be affected by the attack against Mo Ye, but he rushed towards Mo Ye excitedly at the moment when the spider car collapsed, and his first reaction was to grab Mo Ye.

Forget it, this person just used a strange prop that could lock the mental power of the two together.

This is an automatic and spontaneous search for abuse, and Mo Ye can't do anything about it.

Kasol didn't know the extent of the impact Mo Ye received, but the extent of his damage was far greater than Mo Ye, and he was still unconscious at the moment.

The Zerg that originally appeared out of thin air disappeared without a trace at this moment.

The fog around him was still there, and in a haze, there were fragments of the spider cart and several Zerg corpses.

Solid corpses were strewn in pieces, blood and Zerg's characteristic slime on the floor, especially on the smooth walls and floors.

There was more than one, and there was a whole area as far as the eye could see, at least three to five hundred corpses scattered in different places.

It wasn't killed by Mo Ye, at least more than half of these Zerg corpses were crushed by spatial energy.

Someone on the Imperial Capital is trying to open up the overlapping space and enter Peters City.

Mo Ye stood between the corpses, gradually remembering what had happened before.

At the moment when the Zerg rushed towards her, the overlapping spaces somehow suddenly made waves, rubbing and colliding with each other, and the first person to bear the brunt of the greatest threat in this process was Mo Ye, a person who existed as the interaction point of the two spaces.

The fluctuations in the surrounding space energy are getting weaker and weaker, and the impact is decreasing.

Mo Ye glanced at the hourglass hanging on her chest, less than a scale, she couldn't tell how long she had been in a state of confusion, a few minutes or half an hour or only a few tens of seconds, and her sensitivity to time was getting weaker and weaker.

This really doesn't bode well.

Mo Ye raised his head and stared at the place where the spatial energy fluctuated most violently at the moment, and his spiritual power carefully sensed the changes in the surrounding space.

When the two spaces overlap, all the dimensional axes are so complex that people can faint at a glance.

This seemingly complex overlapping of lines is not chaotic and has its own rules, but the difficulty of finding the key rules in this complex overlap of points, lines and planes is not only the quality of eyesight, but also the relationship between the sensitivity to spatial energy and the strength of mental power.

Mo Ye closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the original overlapping lines disappeared, leaving only a gray sky and a thick mosaic of fog.

Mo Ye turned his head to Xiao Qi, who was full of curiosity, and said, "They are trying to break through the boundaries of space. ”

"The Imperial Capital Star wants to open up the spatial passage with Peters City, just like the Insect Domain and the Star Alliance?"

That's right.

Xiao Qi's quick reaction woke up Mo Ye, the state of Peters City and the Imperial Capital Star at this time was somewhat similar to the Insect Domain and the Star Alliance, and the people in the Imperial Capital Star wanted to follow the Insect Domain to open up the space, which was theoretically achievable.

Technical communication takes time, especially the space sage who needs to have an in-depth study of the principles of space, the operability is not great, and it is not easy to break through by violence in another way, and the people on the Imperial Capital Star have chosen a more ingenious way in between.

The ink night is a living target, the intersection point that connects the two spaces, and as long as you find this intersection point, you will be one step closer to shuttling between the two spaces.

Mo Ye couldn't think of what kind of method the other party planned to use for the time being, but she knew one thing, that is, she was definitely an important goal that could not be abandoned, and all the plans of action needed to be formulated based on her.

"Could it be that Sean planned it?"

Mo Ye shook his head.

"Isn't it?" Xiao Qi still felt that Sean was the most suspicious, whether it was for Peters City or for Imperial Capital Star, this person must know more than ordinary people, which is a great advantage.

Mo Ye shook his head again, "It doesn't matter. ”

Whether it was Sien who planned it, or His Majesty the King of the Weilan Empire, who was likely to be taken away with the Imperial Capital Star, no matter who planned the plan to open up the spatial passage, they had to pass through the level of Moye.

Looking left and right, the fog was dissipating, and the gray sky suddenly became clear and bright, and it was obvious that this area was the latest to be lit up.

The bleak city has taken on a new look, with a dense crowd of people appearing out of thin air on streets that had been empty just a few seconds ago.

People come and go, traffic is busy, damp and cold dissipate without a trace, and even the air is brought a touch of warmth by this crowd.

So how did these people come about?

It was originally in the thick fog, but the fog was too big to see?

The dense fog in the air dissipated, but Mo Ye was still confused, and the only thing she knew at this moment was that she didn't need to deliberately look for the Imperial Capital Star, looking for traces of the Zerg or the Imperial Warriors.

The two spaces are not static, but constantly moving, they are just relatively static, and when Mo Ye crushes and collides with the space, she understands that wherever she goes, those zergs will appear, because the overlapping motion of the two spaces is centered on her.

After thinking about this, Mo Ye was not so eager to find the Imperial Capital Star, and it should be the other party who was more anxious.

As for Sean, Mo Ye really couldn't be sure which space the other party was in at the moment.

Cassel staggered to his feet, his body had no obvious external injuries, and compared to Mo Ye's miserable appearance, it could be said that he was unscathed, all internal injuries.

In the space squeeze and shock, it is just that it can't withstand the energy impact, and it is already the luckiest result to faint.

He was stunned for a moment, looked left and right for the first time, and after his eyes met the ink night, he walked quickly and chased after him.

Ink Night watched as Casol slanted towards her, a faintly glowing line on her wrist that connected her to Casol.

Before Cassel woke up, Moya didn't even notice the existence of this strange thing.

As soon as Mo Ye raised her hand, the transparent lines moved with it, and she tried but couldn't break free of the thing.

"What just happened, spatial beast?"

Kasol sensed the spatial energy fluctuations, after all, he almost died in the powerful energy fluctuations.

The conversation between the two didn't go as smoothly as Cassel had hoped, and the blood on the walls, the Zerg corpses on the streets, and the slimy liquid made it hard not to attract the attention of passers-by.

Under normal circumstances, there are a large number of mutilated corpses on the crowded streets, and the blood is all over the place, and the first reaction of passers-by is panic, followed by fear and doubt, and the timid may have fled for their lives.

But at this moment, these people in Mo Ye's eyes turned a blind eye to the scattered slag corpses on the street and the wall, and the passers-by stopped paying too much attention to what they were doing after a short period of confusion, as if all they saw was some colorful garbage on the ground.

It is okay for the level of technological civilization to crush the Star Alliance, after all, it is the legendary Rubik's Cube that stores the treasures of human civilization, but will it be too unrealistic to even surpass the highest level of the Star Alliance?

Mo Ye and Cassol were on the revolving space platform on the seventh floor of a building, a small garden that slowly rotated back and forth one hundred and eighty degrees, and the view was excellent, and the street intersection below was completely in sight.

Pedestrians pass by to take a look, and even consciously detour, and some are very safety-conscious and consciously open the isolation barrier.

A team of men in uniform arrived and cleaned everything up at breakneck speed, perhaps in less than a minute, without a trace of blood or any residue.

The corpses of the zerg, which were torn apart and shredded by the spatial energy due to the squeezing and friction between the two dimensions, were cleaned up as if they had never existed.

"We're almost there, we can walk, what do you think?" said Kasol suddenly.

Mo Ye glanced at the transparent line on her arm, the other end was connected to Casul's arm, she had already tried to cut the fishline-like thing, she couldn't feel its presence when she touched it with her hand, but all the attack energy would be absorbed and devoured, and the disembodied thing seemed to grow out of her body.

"If you cut off your arm, won't it be ineffective?"

Kasol was stunned by Mo Ye's direct and frank question, thought for a moment, and smiled, "Theoretically not true, because it is not connecting two arms, but you and me." ”

"So I want to kill you directly?"

Kasol nodded earnestly, "That's true in theory, although you won't have that chance in practice." ”

"Really?" Moya muttered to herself, no longer dwelling on the subject.

Ps，........................................ There are about 500 words left in the end paragraph, which will be replaced tomorrow, and the author is going to cry and repent now....................................

What an auspicious number two hundred and five.

Two hundred and fifty vs twenty, twenty people won decisively.

The classic battle of winning more with less can be included in the textbooks of the Star Alliance's combat academies, such as "Teach you how to fight" and "Tactical guidance for group fighting", classic templates.

First, he showed the enemy to be weak and confused, then suddenly attacked and disrupted the formation, and then broke through one by one to prevent the merger, and finally thundered and sank to the bottom and crushed.

Strategically clear, tactically clear, but in practice, no one is invincible, all flesh and blood are inevitably injured in battle, although there is a concave and convex man poured on the ground, the standing is not much better, out of force, hanging color, nasal tube hanging blood, combat uniforms like the impressionist masterpiece of the art master, red blood, green juice and other faint colors, various geometric patterns of tears, tsk, look at it to know that the battle is quite intense.

Well, these are not the key to winning the war, the trainees of the fire hammer are definitely not low in terms of force value alone, all of them are good seedlings carefully cultivated by the fire hammer explorer group since childhood, whether it is physical skills or ability level, if you want to say that the absolute strength of the bricks does not shoot, the fire hammer occupies the absolute commanding heights in terms of numbers.

It's a pity that the hammer's self-proclaimed invincible will is just a delicate flower that has not experienced the wind and rain, and was frightened by the militants' fighting style, which psychologically disintegrated the hammers' will to fight, causing the army's morale to collapse, and it is reasonable to lose.