The architectural style of the whole town is extremely rough and primitive, and the houses made of high and low earth and stone look more like wormholes built on the ground, which is the style that the Zerg love. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Circle after circle, the construction is quite a bit of an enlarged version of the mosquito coil when viewed from a high altitude, and it extends outward without end.

Mo Ye kept walking forward around the circular street, walking leisurely but not at all satisfied, gradually approaching the edge of the town, not far from leaving the city.

Compared to the hustle and bustle of the town center, the fringe area is much quieter and deserted, and the number of Zerg is not small, but the distribution of species varies greatly, and the Zerg here are more inclined to the primitive groups on the battlefield.

The scorching heat scorched the earth, the gray-brown ground was mixed with dried blood, and the air was filled with the smell of dust, mud and fish.

The smell of various zergs mixed together made the slab brick's nasal allergy very irritable, especially when he witnessed several boxes of snacks belonging to it being carried away, yes, the slab brick uncle has always felt that those energy mines belong to his uncle.

"Stinks, can't we go back to the dining room and sit down for a glass of water?" suggested the brick's golden pupils.

"Soon. "I'll be able to get back to the quiche soon.

The closer he got to the edge of the town, Mo Ye noticed that the number of reptilian Zerg began to increase, and these Zerg, who did not have a human form and could not speak, were actually the Zerg species that Mo Ye was more accustomed to seeing.

According to the theory of human evolution, these zergs belong to the lower creatures that have not evolved enough and have not yet opened their spiritual intelligence.

Even in the Zerg Domain, these Zerg belong to the lowest breed of the food chain of the Zerg group, and their status is probably not as important as that of humans as slaves.

After all, human beings also play an important role in the production and production of experimental samples.

No matter where Mo Ye went or how he changed his pace, the two amoeba behind him still followed unhurriedly, one left and one right on both sides.

"Don't you get rid of them, master?" Xiao Qi was a little puzzled, this was not the first time it had found these two tracking zergs, and Mo Ye would choose to take the initiative to get rid of them two days ago, but today he has been letting them go.

In fact, whether it was a silent solution or getting rid of these two zergs, it was not a difficult thing for Mo Ye, but Mo Ye chose to ignore it.

The Zerg who were tracking Ink Night didn't realize anything was wrong, and just followed the mission to keep Ink Night out of their sight, even if they didn't understand how the demons scattered themselves to the edge of the town after Ink Night's meal.

It's not that they don't realize that something is wrong, but the excitement of the upcoming mission or some other thought keeps them going, so that now they can't move forward or retreat, and can only hide in the midst of a large group of expansion teams that carry earth and stone to build the outer walls of the town.

At this time, Mo Ye was close to the northernmost edge of the town, and this place usually did not have Zerg coming, let alone humans passing by.

A large number of sappers and insects are busy rolling sand and gravel for civil construction.

Yes, it is the way of rolling sand and gravel of the dung shell mantis, and the way the Zerg builds towns is completely different from that of humans, which is very characteristic of the Zerg.

It's not easy to track the Zerg, and you have to make a cameo appearance as a large shell mantis - the sand that is pushed, there is no way, who makes them not know how to dig up the sand, and the only thing that changes the deformation does not mean that they have the relative ability, so they can only retreat and disguise themselves as pushed.

Mo Ye felt tired for them when he looked at it, and it was not easy to be inserted and turned over by the shell mantis.

The only thing Ink Night knows for sure about these two trackers is that they are not related to former Major General Tolt VI.

It's hard not to suspect that such a professional breed has been following him so closely that the other side of the town is not happy to have their authority challenged, or that they are following the ink night.

Mo Ye thinks that the last one is less likely, but if it is true, it also means a big trouble, obviously the omelet has been cleaned, and it is incredible that a freshly peeled hard-boiled egg is so clean and slippery that it can still follow the traces.

But Mo Ye's life was already very incredible, and it was not strange to see it every day, and it seemed that there was nothing surprising that such a thing really happened.

This means that the other party has mastered the ink night, and even Half Moon doesn't know how to operate a set of tracking methods, which is very unfriendly.

Mo Ye just stood and watched the two tracking zergs being mantised by shells...... Belch... The sapper insect tossed and turned until he couldn't stand it anymore.

Of course, in this case, Ink Night casts wind magic to give some help to the shell mantises.

The wind blade rolled in the sand and gravel, and the mixer inside the sand and gravel ball spun up like a mixer, stirring rapidly, and the sand and gravel became a sharp blade driven by centrifugal force, which made the skin and flesh of the two trackers hidden in the sand miserable.

"Perseverance is strong. As soon as Mo Ye's words fell, two Zerg, who could no longer withstand more spinning and cutting, broke through the sand and jumped out.

The gray-brown sand and gravel rolled, and a cloud of insect shadows burst out, with a painful chirping.

After the two Zerg showed their true bodies, they quickly turned around and ran, and when they opened their legs, they ran desperately, and their bodies kept changing in the run.

The amoeba that is good at tracking does not have a strong combat power, not to mention that the opponent he faces is Mo Ye.

"Hum—"

High-frequency chirps, sound frequencies that are difficult for the human ear to receive, are not meant to call friends or transmit messages, but just to stimulate the chaos of the surrounding Zerg sappers.

However,

Digging the earth, turning the sand, what the zerg sappers should do and what they should do has not been affected in the slightest.

This has never happened before, these zergs are obviously extremely irritating species, why don't they react at all.

Creating chaos and escaping during the chaos is a tried-and-true move, but when the surrounding Zerg are not affected, none of the bugs give the slightest response, and these low-level guys who can't even be called Baggers continue to work in an orderly manner without squinting.

No matter what they do, even the attacks they unleash have no effect on their surroundings, as if, as if, they don't exist.

The two amoeba rushed in two different directions, but Mo Ye didn't immediately catch up, and the two Zerg were just spinning in place when they ran wildly in the dimensional space.

The two amoebas unknowingly stepped into the dimensional space constructed by the ink night, but they didn't realize it, they just thought they were running around the street.

Mo Ye was not in a hurry to clean them up at all, but controlled the dimensional space to make some changes.

The dimensional space of the dimensional concealment structure can only be used as a temporary shelter, and the structure is extremely unstable, and it cannot withstand slightly stronger energy fluctuations, but what if it is the spatial energy that complements it.

It's great that there are no practice objects and there are two nimble running bugs.

Mo Ye carefully sensed the feedback of the various energy reactions created by the amoeba in the dimensional space, the subtle changes in the elemental structure, if the structure of the dimensional space was to be more stable, the magic structure diagram must be improved, and such a perfect would naturally require countless exercises to figure out.

Run, run, run!

The space is constantly folding and expanding, like a conveyor belt that is constantly circulating, leaving the two amoebas exhausted.

It took them a long time to realize that they couldn't run at all just like this, and after running for 10,000 kilometers, the roads under their feet overlapped in the blink of an eye, and then everything went back to square one, and the surrounding environment did not change in the slightest, and the cycle repeated.

It's not human, otherwise you have to be crushed by this infinite repetition of despair.

The road that expands and suddenly folds is like a kaleidoscope that rotates and changes, making the eyes of the bricks full of mosaics, and shrinking the little head into the pocket of Mo Ye's clothes, almost dizzy.

Xiao Qi silently helped Mo Ye record the changes in various energy data until Mo Ye stopped controlling the folding changes of the space.

Mo Ye pondered intently, recalling the changes in the elements when the space was folded, and swiped his right hand in the void, sketching a diagram of the magical structure until he walked in front of the two amoebas.

Until this moment, the amoeba that had been running and running and could not escape knew that it had already been trapped.

A group of Zerg sappers passed by, directly through the bodies of the two amoebas, and walked through the bodies of Mo Ye and walked backwards.

The two amoebas looked up at Mo Ye suddenly, their surprised expressions and mental power fluctuations were a little too obvious.

This performance seems to say something, but it is not enough.

Mo Ye stretched out his hand, and the black mist in his palm had already gathered, placed directly above the heads of the two of them, and his spiritual power drilled in with the black mist.

Wind tornadoes and even blood-colored thorns could hardly restrain amoebas, and their morphological changes were so varied that Ink Night felt too magical, not just changing color.

When Mo Ye's spiritual power entered the amoeba's mind and tried to read the memory, he only saw a gray blank, and just as the black mist continued to go inward, suddenly the gray mist exploded, and a powerful and murderous spiritual power rushed upward, entangled and entangled up.

Mo Ye only felt that she saw a miserable red, and the boundless blood tried to completely drown her.

The spreading blood-colored crimson has a tyrannical aura that makes people shiver and tremble with fear, and it is powerful and domineering to the point of being incredible.

Mo Ye took a step back, trying to terminate the psychic connection immediately.

Banzhuan and Xiao Qi looked at Mo Ye's bloodshot eyes at the same time, their dark eyes seemed to be dyed with a layer of blood, and the spiritual power was faintly leaking.

The dimensional space has begun to crumble because of this sudden fluctuation.

It doesn't look very good.

Mo Ye saw a sea of blood, the sea of blood constantly rolling and setting off huge waves crashing towards her, the roaring waves almost close to the tip of her nose.

The connection of spiritual power was suddenly severed at this time, and the sea of blood in front of him suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared, but it was just an illusion, and Mo Ye's eyes were blank, only those zergs on the street remained.

The blood in Mo Ye's eyes faded little by little, gradually returning to its original darkness.

"The hosts. Xiao Qi's voice was full of worry, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's fine. ”

Mo Ye closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, the last trace of blood red in his eyes had all faded, and his brows were slightly furrowed, but he was just a little surprised to bump into such a powerful and domineering spiritual energy, and it was unimaginable what kind of killing he needed to experience to get to that point.

"The two worms are dead. ”

The sound of the bricks made Mo Ye lower his head to check.

As soon as I looked down, I saw that the lying corpses of the two amoebas on the ground were degrading at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and the parts that had been corroded and softened had turned into a puddle of blood and water seeping into the sandy and gravel ground.

The amoeba is a gelatinous substance that can change its shape at will, depending on the difference in bone structure.

Seeing the amoeba decay in front of your eyes is like seeing a ball of plastic being roasted by high temperatures, rapidly shrinking and melting into a clump of gelatinous substance, and even the smell is extremely similar.

"Did you see anything?" Mo Ye cast his eyes on Xiao Hei, who had been quiet behind him.

The soul fire in Xiao Hei's eyes jumped faintly, "Red, bloody soul energy." ”

Well... Very well, Xiao Hei also saw it, this was not her hallucination, but the powerful spiritual energy that was injected into the bodies of these two amoebae.

If it wasn't Mo Ye who was directly in contact with that spiritual energy at that time, but someone else, it was very likely that he had become a crazy demon who was killing like crazy at this time, and there was such a strong spiritual hint in the spiritual power imprint.

The spiritual power mark is not so difficult to understand, and Mo Ye also left similar mental power marks on Xiaobai and his mother's body, but for the sake of safety.

The mental power markers in the bodies of these two amoeba are more like a safety lock, as well as intimidation.

On another planet, not too far from the Wormlands, two flickering red stones on a towering stone wall deep in the caverns underground, went out and dimmed.

An entire wall of countless reds resembled a sea of neon, and thumb-sized zergs moved rapidly on the wall, and these bugs on duty took out the space where the light went out and passed the message on the first place.

The death of the amoeba itself is not a big deal, but it is not often that such a thing as the blood-red spiritual power imprint collapsing and falling off does not happen.

A humanoid Groa picked up two dim and cracked orbs in his hand, the dull-looking gray orbs that were as shiny as the gems on the walls.

"It's so strong. The Groa crushed the glass beads with his hand like a ball, and the smooth powder floated into the air.

"These two seal stones were extinguished at the same time?"

"Yes"

"Where did these two amoebas last appear?"

"Tracking mission in Lothar. (To be continued.) )