[First send and then change~]

Vittoria didn't know where the enemy behind her was, and she knew who she should trust, as if all of a sudden everyone had become untrustworthy, with only rustling on the radio.

Charleson was not online, and the officers on the bridge disappeared.

The creaking sound of the deck underfoot at regular intervals is the sound of a special metal that is made by the restructuring of the internal flow layer in order to relieve fatigue, which is said to be quite similar to the sound produced by warships at sea hundreds of years ago.

Vittoria had never paid attention to the sound before, but now, in the silence of the moment, it made her a little nervous.

The cold white light reflected the entire corridor like a cold storage, and Vitoria had never felt so uncomfortable before.

She suddenly realized that she was on a ship, and although it was almost as big as a city to her, it was already a lone ship sailing in the infinite darkness.

What if everyone on board dies? A psyker can indeed do that.

The thought that she was locked up in a lonely ship with tens of thousands of coffins made the female warrior's nerves beat slightly.

If that psyker were to leave like that, she would be the last survivor on this ship, wandering alone among the many coffins, unable to communicate with anyone for decades, maybe she would talk to the dead, and then eventually become a dead man.

Vittoria slapped herself hard, the sudden fear that made her sweat profusely, but it came too suddenly, and it didn't fit her character at all, more like a memory that had been forcibly inserted.

The samurai realized that the enemy had arrived and was around her.

"Bad trick!" Vittoria threw away the cooling gun in her hand, took out the last grenade, pulled out the safety fiercely, and squeezed it in her hand: "You think this will scare me?" Dream! ”

The creaking sound that surrounded the ears disappeared, or was no longer amplified, and the surrounding lights changed from cool tones to the colors they should have, but of course this was only in the eyes of the samurai, in fact, the surroundings never changed.

It's just her psychological feelings that have changed.

"What are you doing? I saw you take out the grenade, damn it, put the damn latch back in! Charleson's voice reappeared on the radio: "What are you crazy about?" Or do you see something that I can't see in the surveillance? ”

"He's Charleson by my side." The female warrior cautiously observed the surroundings, refusing to let go of any corner: "He is by my side. ”

Before Charleson could reply, Vitoria spoke again: "Charlison, I'm sorry. ”

"Regret what?" Charleson asked with some confusion: "You..."

"Do you remember your injuries? Are your injuries healed? Vitoria replied softly, and she ripped off the headset: "You're no longer in the surveillance room, remember?" You shouldn't be able to see me. ”

So, here you are, the female warrior threw away the other weapon and reached out to grope in the direction in front of her: "Are you afraid, are you afraid of this grenade?" Then you must be very close to me! ”

It was I who brought the invisible enemy to the place he was looking for, and the samurai realized her mistake in an instant after solving the mystery in her heart.

She didn't touch anything in front of her, but she was sure that the invisible enemy was around her, and that's why she was afraid of the grenade.

The samurai let go of her hand cleanly, she would not be afraid to die with the enemy.

However, the moment the grenade left its hand, it stayed there, as if an invisible hand was holding it.

In fact, it is.

Behind the warrior, in the gap between the wall and the wall, an unusually emaciated figure gradually emerged, his pale palm gripping the grenade tightly, while his other hand rested on the knightess's ear.

"Why didn't I find you so smart before? Barbarian? Charlison's mouth was close to Vittoria's ear: "Why didn't you become so smart until I died?" ”

"I'm sorry, Charleson." Vittoria turned her head slowly, almost touching Charlison's head.

Charleson's head was carried in the air by his emaciated palms, and there was still a painful look on his face, half of his spine was attached to the bottom of his neck, and there was still blood.

"Don't regret it, I was fast enough when I started that he didn't have time to remember anything." The bald Luojia, who had appeared with Deng Tengda in the past, smiled and explained to Vittoria: "I have always been very gentle, and there is no need to torture such a worthless imitation. ”

Luojia threw Charleson's head on the ground like garbage: "Then madam, thank you for leading the way, and now please open this door, otherwise such a good thing will not happen to you." ”

"Dreaming!" The samurai took out a homemade battle axe from her waist and skillfully rotated an axe flower in her hand, on the face of which was an exorcism sigil carved by herself, which she had learned in the North Wind tribe and had the effect of fighting against the evil demons of Chaos.

This is the killer weapon prepared by the female warrior for Yang Yuefan.

However, in the next second, the female warrior was bounced away by Luojia's outstretched hand, and her strong body hit the other side of the cabin and bounced to the ground.

Charlison's blank eyes were facing Vittoria, and it seemed to contain infinite regret.

Vittoria reached out and closed Charlison's eyes, but Luojia did not interrupt the farewell ceremony, he waited quietly: "We have limited time, lady, you know our methods, you will always give in, so why can't we skip this process and you just do what I say?" ”

"You could control my mind, or more simply, look at my hand and verify the biometric information." The samurai got up from the ground and felt that her brain had never been so efficient: "But you didn't do it, you were even afraid that I would be blown up, why?" ”

Luojia's face began to look ugly.

"I think it must be because Yang Yuefan has created a little obstacle here at the psionic level." The female warrior said as she walked away from the door of Xu Yichen's cabin: "You said through Charleson's mouth that I am the key, so only I can block it through the spiritual energy created by Yang Yuefan, right?" ”

"It's not good for you to be too smart, brute." The bald Luojia's eyes lit up: "I don't have to need your cooperation, it's just that doing so will save me some effort, but now that Yang Yuefan has been entangled, I don't need to scruple so much, I will let you watch how the variable you have high hopes for is killed." ”

In front of the female warrior, the bald Luojia walked towards the cabin step by step, as if there were tons of weight pressing on him.

However, there is always an end to such a short distance, and when Luojia tears open the metal door with her hands, the female warrior feels as if the hope of this world is over.