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"Tsk." Autumn Frost Moon struggled to maintain the shield, and he was still a little uncomfortable with the return of his strength after he had just escaped the control of the black fog.

Xuan Yin was still delirious, she didn't seem to have withstood the spiritual attack of the black mist just now, and entered a rather trance state.

"Looks like I'm done here."

Autumn Frost Moon's way of thinking is very different from that of the Misty Believer, in a sense, Autumn Frost Moon is a reckless man, just a little clever.

Therefore, he focused on the battle, and he didn't find anything unusual about the edge of the long night, he just felt that the edge of the long night was an overly strong monster.

That's right, after all, he doesn't know the edge of the long night.

However, the Misty Believer had already roughly guessed the specific situation at this time, but his current powerlessness made him have to wait and see.

The last rays of the setting sun finally disappeared on the other side of the horizon.

Night falls.

The darkness of the black fog blends with the darkness of the night, rendering the entire sky into chaos.

It's also erupting like oil wells and volcanoes.

The three people at the top of the game, the strongest strategy group, the ranking dominant, the first guild and other titles in one are all in one but to collapse to the ground and survive.

The power they are facing is too early for them.

……

"Don't be afraid, I'll be behind you, just as we were when we faced the enemy together."

I struggled to regain control of my body, and countless streams of data flowed around me, sometimes retrograde, sometimes forward.

And Xie Yan's words always echoed in my ears.

Xie Yan's soul was absorbed by me at the time of his death, and according to his description of my original power, it seems that he became my servant, and his power was at my disposal.

So...... Can this ability be applied to Black Mist?

For a moment, the thought made me shudder and ecstatic.

……

The gush of black mist has finally come to an end.

The misty believer couldn't help but shudder as he looked at the black mist in the air that had formed a crushing momentum.

Such a huge cloud of plague, if it swept through the country of Manyo like the last war, then the country would really be finished.

The Nation of Weavers is the country of the Misty Believers, but the Misty Believers are more concerned about the safety of their lives than the interests of the country.

Even though he understands that all these things are data, and they will break at the slightest touch. As fragile as a bubble, as cheap as a bubble.

Even though he knew that when these things were erased, the game engineers would wave their hands and they would spring up like mushrooms.

Even if he understood that those thousand-year-old trees, they could grow again in a frame, as if they were reborn.

However, he also knew that even if the data of the two things were the same, the one that was rebuilt must be different from the one that was destroyed before.

It's not a difference in data.

The history of destruction is complete, and no matter how perfect it is later restored, it is no longer the original state.

Even if it's a castle made of sand, no one will destroy it directly.

Even children know that adults can't step on it, so will the fog believers not understand?

What's more, this is not a sandcastle, this is a country full of life and life.

But.

But.

But.

The Misty Believer was powerless, and there was nothing but despair and sadness in his eyes.

He does not grieve for the destruction of his country, his grief comes from the fact that he cannot stop it and still witnesses the consequences.

"The only thing I fear is that the honest are forced to lie, the righteous are forced to bend down, the outspoken are silenced, and the idealists see their ideals shattered. That's why I have to keep going. -- From Weibo.

……

When I returned to the game world, it was already dark night.

When I opened my eyes and got the first glimpse of vision, all I saw was the tail of the last strand of black mist.

Glancing around, there was nothing left on the ground, and all the black fog was concentrated in the air, forming a huge cloud, which had the potential to swallow the sky.

"Wow, I remember the last time I met you, you weren't that old, what have you eaten these days, have you grown so fat, pig feed?"

I regained my body, and the long-lost feeling of pleasure made me start to mock the black mist.

The Black Mist seemed to be unable to make a sound in its original form, and it looked like it swung its massive body twice in anger before flying away like a lost dog.

"Long night!" Elise's figure flew out, and a cloud of phantoms hugged me tightly.

"Great, great, it's good that you're okay." After not seeing Elise for a long time, she actually cried, "Since I don't know when in the afternoon, the exit of the pet space has been closed until it was opened just now. ”

She actually cried again, and she seemed to have cried twice since she was transformed into this form.

"Wait...... Is that the black fog? Her eyes suddenly shifted to the huge fog that was flying in the air, and the eyes that were originally full of tears immediately became extremely resolute and fierce.

It seems to have turned back into the molten iron Ji who once pulled out the mountains and covered the world.

"If you have something to say later, catch up with him first."

Xie Yan's soul suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and he calmly pointed to the direction in which the black mist was flying, which was Huaicheng.

"Hmmm......"

Then the souls of the two men floated in place, looking at each other awkwardly.

"Molten Iron Hime, let's talk about the matter between us later, and the top priority is to stop and destroy it." Xie Yan's expression was calm, "Long Night, can you use the Industrial Morning Star of the Molten Iron Ji?" “

Industrial Morningstar?

I see, Xie Yan was referring to the mecha form of the big pincers.

"I'm not sure, but you'd better try first." Elise, as the original owner, spoke first.

Well, since she said so.

I took the huge pliers out of my backpack, and to be honest, it's still a bit difficult for me to use them right now.

As with the use of essentia cubes, the Industrial Morningstar has developed a virtual list of its different forms.

Holding it in both hands, I chose the mecha form.

The scaly black iron armor gradually unfolded with pincers as a source, covering every corner of my body.

It's so tight.

Probably because I'm male. And this armor was originally intended for women?

"Don't be foolish, this pliers were originally used by my father, and they were passed on to me." Elise seemed to know what I was thinking, and reprimanded.

Finally, the tight-fitting armor was tightly dressed, and the four iron wings behind it slowly unfurled, and they vibrated slightly, as if they were expecting the next roar.

"I don't have time to give you a test flight, what will happen next, it depends on how talented you are!"

"Go for the long night, remember your instincts, this is the key weapon for your victory."

The two of them looked at me with a determined look in their eyes.

So, that's probably time for me to perform.

The iron wings are fully deployed, and the power furnace is activated.

Then, fly into the sky.