Somewhere on high ground, a bespectacled, white coat, and some kind of strange glove on his hands, and his three modified people, who had been enhanced for their vision, hearing, and smell, watched the battle below, or the one-sided torture.

The pupils of the special eyes of the vision modifier shrank, and the ears of the hearing modifier like a mouse also trembled several times rapidly, and the two of them said to their master in horror:

"Fashionable adults, transform soldiers, instantly, instantly, all wiped out!"

The eyes under the fashion hearing that the lenses were also condensed, but he didn't care much:

"As long as there are prisoners in mass production, there are as many reformers as there are.

Toby, don't kill, that's good material. ”

"Yes, Fashionista. ”

A tall young man with an iron hat and small round glasses, dressed in a medieval style, bowed slightly to the fashion, and then took a stride and jumped down from the high ground.

Wakaba glanced at the high ground, he had already felt the other party's peeping, but he didn't care much, but he didn't expect the other party to come again.

The vision transformer always pays attention to Wakaba's movements, and instantly glances at Wakaba, because Wakaba is a little impatient, the eyes are the windows of the soul, and the restlessness and killing intent in the heart are clearly visible, and the vision transformer suddenly feels cold all over the body, like falling into the abyss.

"Fashionista, he's found us!"

Fashion sensed the panic expected by his subordinates, frowned slightly, and said unhappily:

"What's the panic, Toby is not one of those mass-produced goods before. ”

As he spoke, Toby had already arrived in front of Wakaba, and when he saw the terrain that had completely turned into a steel thorn forest and had been changed, his face was dignified, but his momentum was not bad, his hands behind his back, and he said indifferently to Wakaba:

"It's an enemy, but it's a good one.

My name is Toby, and I hope to fight you out!"

As he spoke, he waved his hands in front of him, and two cold light flickering battle axes actually spawned under his forearm, and he sprinted towards Wakaba with a single step, but it was just a false move, and when he was close to Wakaba, he suddenly jumped up and kicked it, and two scimitars like battle axes extended from his feet.

Wakaba tilted his head, the scimitar flew past his ears, reached out and grabbed it, pinched Toby's calf accurately, and looked indifferently at Toby, who was shocked and duty-bearing, raised his arm slightly, raised, and smashed it to the ground like a hammer.

Rumble!

A large human-shaped pit appeared on the ground, and one of Toby's legs was grabbed by Wakaba, and the upper half of his body was completely embedded in the ground, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Seeing this, Haruhi Suzumiya chuckled:

"It's a showdown. ”

One move determines the winner of the game···

Wakaba was a little surprised, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Well, this guy is a bit special. ”

As soon as he said that, he tore off half of Toby's leg and blood spilled out, but what made Wakaba and Haruhi Suzumiya care more was the exposed metal and energy conduit and some weapons at the fracture...

"That's exactly what happened. ”

Haruhi Suzumiya was very surprised.

Wakaba was not surprised at all, Wakaba had felt that Toby's movements were very stiff and uncoordinated before, although the attack was very sharp, but the flaws were too big, and this level of transformation was normal. A stomp on the ground, the spiritual power invaded the ground, and several metal thorns rose from the ground and pierced Toby's head, heart and other vital organs, even if the degree of transformation was exaggerated, there was no reason to survive.

Wakaba casually threw away the modified calf on his hand, and looked at a certain high ground with a cold look.

"I want to see what kind of people provoke one after another. ”

Liang Gong Haruhi heard that he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and said with a little excitement:

"I know where they are, I'll take you!"

As he spoke, he used his authority, took Wakaba with a dodge, and crossed the space and appeared directly in front of the fashion and others who were about to escape.

Tsk, I obviously disliked myself as a violent maniac before.

Wakaba slandered Suzumiya Haruhi for his upright attributes, but he looked at Fashion and his three subordinates without any expression on his face.

"Space Emperor!?"

Fashion reacted quickly, but was not surprised, the magic of the emperor was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the forty-eight pieces of the emperor ordered the casting of the first emperor were of different uses, including weapons, armor, biological types, and even space classes.

And the only three remaining subordinates around the fashion are protecting the fashion from different angles, and the one that seems to be the strongest is in front of the front, facing Wakaba head-on, and loyally said:

"Don't worry, fashion lord.

We'll protect you!"

Fashion Wen Yan still had a solemn expression, he didn't think that his specially modified scout could beat the two emperor envoys opposite, I was afraid that it would be difficult to even delay time.

Wakaba's magic and Suzumiya Haruhi's spatial movement are fashionably regarded as the function of the emperor's tool, this world is very interesting, dangerous species can have various superpowers such as spatial movement or spitting fire and water, but human beings are quite ordinary, fortunately, the heavens are fair, human beings have no special abilities but have a physique that can continue to get stronger.

In that case... I can only fight!

A mixture of excitement and madness appeared on his fashionable face, and he took out a syringe out of nowhere and stabbed it into his arm.

"The second killer is a dangerous species!

As he spoke, all the liquid was injected into his body, and the empty metal syringe fell to the ground, and in the roar of fashion excitement and madness, his body was like baking powder added to the steamed bun, and it swelled up at an exaggerated speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a giant close to more than twenty meters, but there was no part above the neck, and it seemed to be incomplete.

Wakaba's eyes flashed, and the fashion in front of him incarnated as a headless giant, inexplicably reminded him of a legendary character, Xingtian! It is said that after Xingtian was beheaded, he obsessed with retaining and controlling his body, ** for the eyes, navel for the mouth, dancing and dancing, really brave, and the Yellow Emperor also needs to retreat from the true warriors.

Immediately Ruoye shook his head and smiled, what a mighty warrior Xingtian is, the first general under the Yan Emperor Shennong Yan in the past, he died in a hundred battles and had an endless fighting spirit, leaving the legend of Xingtian Dance to be worshiped by future generations.

How can a mere mad scientist from another world do it?

Haruhi Suzumiya saw Wakaba smiling, and couldn't help but be curious:

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing. ”

Wakaba shook his head slightly, although Japan has always yearned for the culture of the Celestial Empire, and all aspects of clothing, food, housing and transportation imitate the people of the Celestial Empire, but when it comes to a longer time, even if the people of the Celestial Empire are just mythical stories that are regarded as legends, and if they are told to Haruhi Coolumiya, Haruhi Cooliya may not be able to understand it, so he simply doesn't bother to say that.

While the two were talking, the dangerous species of fashion change actually ate three of his subordinates, the complete transformation was completed, and the head also grew, the back of the head was pointy, and the transparent container was filled with red liquid, looking more like an alien.