Chapter 43: Dio of the Dior
Master Luo, who is immersed in deduction, rises and falls in the uncountable evolution of heavenly machines, and as the deduction progresses, the heavenly opportunities in his eyes may become less and less, but the deduction is also becoming more and more difficult.
In the vast heavenly machine, Lord Luo suddenly felt a sense in his heart and captured a manifestation of the heavenly machine, but before he could peek into its full content, he was counterattacked.
His eyes widened, he snorted a few times, and his spirit was visibly weakened.
"Lord Luo, how are you?"
The monks were suddenly nervous, and Mu Xiao stepped forward to support him, asking worried questions.
"Do...... Get ready, I'll see...... See...... Empty...... Broken, must be stopped...... Stop, no...... Yes...... Beat...... Disturb...... Arrive...... I...... Emperor...... Ahem......"
Lord Luo raised his hand and pointed to the projection of the battle between the red-armored monk and the Nether Puppet in the field, and he said weakly, he still wanted to say, but he couldn't say it anymore, this time the backlash was too big, not only hurting his life, but also hurting his soul, he really couldn't support it, and fell into a deep sleep of his soul.
"My lord, Lord Luo. ”
Mu Xiao shouted, but Lord Luo didn't react at all, if the whole person wasn't still burning, he would have thought that Lord Luo was dead.
When Lord Luo fainted, not only Mu Xiao was excited, but most of the monks were also anxious.
"I'll take a look. ”
A young monk walked out, squatted beside Lord Luo, brushed it with one hand, and there was a rhyme.
"It's Bai Sheng, comprehend the unparalleled way of medicine, don't argue, let's see what Bai Sheng says. ”
After half ringing......
Bai Sheng stood up, pondered for a moment, and said to the monks, "Lord Luo is too consumed, and at the same time, he has suffered a backlash, causing serious injuries, I need to treat Lord Luo now, and then I need to recuperate and recover." ”
Wait for Bai Sheng to leave with Lord Luo and Mu Xiao.
The monks fell silent, but looked in the direction they had left, still with a slightly worried expression.
"What did Lord Luo see when he deduced the Heavenly Secret just now? ”
The monks began to focus on deduction, and there was a lot of discussion.
"The void is shattered, is there anything else that this puppet of the Immortal Gu Universe can't do. ”
Some monks thought that Lord Luo pointed to the illusion projection and said this, and couldn't help but guess.
"No matter what, we also have to prepare, Lord Luo's Heavenly Path is almost never missed, it is better to be prepared than not to be prepared. ”
The monks exchanged views one after another, and after a period of discussion, it was decided to strengthen the defenses of the entire river system of the Great Xia capital.
After this decision, the monks said goodbye to each other and left the main hall of the Tongming Division.
And in that starry sky, the red-armored monk was pressing the Netherworld puppet to fight, and every attack and killing caused the Netherworld puppet's body to shatter, and countless magic weapon parts were scattered, floating in the starry sky.
The Nether Puppet is one of the crystallizations of Jiucao's research, loaded with many top-level magic weapons, but it can limit itself, and it is still a little difficult to deal with Immortal Venerable, and at this point in the battle, most of the body is shattered, and even the shiny big head has been blown away.
The surrounding starry sky was even more shattered, the space collapsed, and terrifying space-time cracks spread everywhere.
And at the edge of the battle range, no one found out that Wu Ze was hiding here, watching the battle between the two sides with relish.
Ever since the Netherworld Warship became a Netherworld puppet, Wu Ze had arrived, and the battle between the two sides, showing the endless mysteries of the laws of the Immortal Ancient Universe, had all been seen and included by him.
"Master, according to calculations, the Nether Puppet can last for a maximum of twenty minutes before it will be blown up by the other party. ”
Every time a key data is reached, Eight reports to Blackgrass.
"The Nether Warship is still too weak. ”
Black Grass was not satisfied, he frowned slightly, "How is the other party's intelligence gathering?"
"A character model has been established, and compared with the information we have collected about the Great Xia Immortal Dynasty, it has been confirmed that the other party's name is Hongjia, and he is a military attache of the Great Xia Immortal Dynasty, with an official position of one grade, and the other nine military attaches are collectively called the Ten Killings of the Blood Massacre, and the monks who died directly in the hands of these ten are uncountable. ”
The data in the eight eyes beats and is reported.
"It's still not enough, I don't believe that no one in the entire Great Xia Immortal Dynasty pays attention here. ”
There was a dangerous glint in Black Grass's eyes, and he directly instructed Eight, "How is the situation of Biological Research Body One?"
"Still sleeping. ”
Bayi waved his hand, the screen popped up, and in an empty space, a dense confinement array formed a net, imprisoning the existence of the center.
This being looks like a kitten, only the size of a palm, with soft white fur all over its body, pure white, and a very non-figurative belly facing upwards when sleeping.
The two tails behind the round body are three times as long as its body, but the tip of the tail has a small section that is suddenly pure black, as if the white tail is cut off in that place, unconsciously sweeping in the air.
It was also restless when it was asleep, and turned over, and scratched its snow-white belly with its four paws, and the nails on that paw were slightly curved, transparent and pure white, without a trace of variegation.
"The Dio race, an anti-heaven race in the Immortal Gu Universe, there is only one race every time this race appears, no one knows how this race was born, but this race is born with a clear way and reason, and it is comparable to the existence of the Immortal Lord when it is an adult, and it is even rumored that this race can easily transcend the Immortal Gu Universe. ”
Looking at the Dior who were lazily sleeping on the screen, Black Grass couldn't help but feel a touch of fanaticism, but quickly regained his mind and was replaced by his usual calmness.
"Eight, prepare to release the Dior. ”
Black Grass closed his eyes, exhaled, and gave a faint order.
"Note, master, you have touched the underlying protocol of Jiucao, and you need a verification code to continue the operation. ”
Eight is not executed immediately, but feedback, without a verification code, eight cannot continue to be executed.
"Captcha, heh, that thing, ridiculous. ”
Black grass research is more miscellaneous, but he can calculate well in every direction, the verification code thing, he has long been cracked, although he does not have the verification code that Jiucao agrees to use, but with his knowledge, he can directly bypass Jiucao's consent and pass the verification code.
"Eighth, call the 1348756 array to deceive the past. ”
As the black grass words fell, the amount of calculations for eight skyrocketed, and countless arrays intertwined and changed in the eight eyes, deceiving and popping up the verification information that blocked the operation.
A minute passed, and Eight reported, "The deception has been completed, and the confinement circle is being lifted, and the estimated completion time is about thirty seconds." ”
In that confined space, the dense confinement circle collapsed in large areas, and the noisy sound woke up Dior, it opened its eyes in a daze, the big eyes that were so obviously prominent on the small head opened, the crystal clear eyes were round and translucent, and the central pupil was purple three-way petal-shaped, as it looked at the collapsed circle, the petal-shaped pupil shrank and slowly turned.
The Prison Circle collapsed faster, not because of Eight's lifting, but because of Dio's ordinary gaze.
Just by a casual glance, the magic circle that was enough to imprison a True Dao level monk collapsed at an accelerated rate.