131 First Meeting

The military uniform Ji Altai and the red-haired Selega are engaged in a fierce battle, Selega's strength as the heroine in her own work is just now, but it's a pity that the magic power is invincible to the number of days, and she is still too tender in the face of the blatant military uniform Ji Altair.

The circular rotating saber around Ji in military uniform can block all of Serega's attacks at present, and every attack of Ji's military uniform, Selega must do her best to dodge, otherwise if that attack is solid, her life should be broken like a bubble.

I can't help it! Serega's profession is a pilot, which is the so-called role of controlling the battle of huge robots, although it cannot be said that it has no combat effectiveness, but its own strength is a bit regrettable.

However, this is also very normal, after all, if your own strength is so strong that you are mad, then you also need to open the mecha to strengthen the combat power to fight.

The cub of the Void Hound 886 hid in the shadows and greedily watched the two people fighting, and his pupils were full of desire to devour the two of them, but although the Void Hound 886 basically did not have much intelligence, at least it still had the instinct of a creature, and it instinctively felt the power of Altaïr and Seregana that had an absolute advantage over it, once it rushed out without measuring its strength, it only took a moment, either by the saber of the military uniform Ji Altair through the body or by the sword in Serega's hand.

The instinct to continue life overwhelmed its greedy desires, and it retreated, turning its attention to the other.

Among the people present who had a role in the scene, the only weak person who was powerless - Mizushino Sata, the void hound 886 quietly moved his body, with the help of the cover of shadows, approached Mizushinosa, close, close, as long as it got a little closer, it could burst out and bite his skin in 0.1 seconds, burrow into his body, parasitize in it, absorb nutrients, and it only took a few days for it to mature and break out.

Flying halfway through, it could almost see the tiny pores on Qing Xiaosa's skin, but at the last moment, the screen went black.

Seeing that it was able to touch the skin of its unaware prey, its eyes went dark, and when it came back to its senses, it found that its body was being held in its hands.

What happened?

Its simple brain rarely came up with a short sentence, and then it lost the ability to think.

"It's really dangerous, and I almost let this little guy succeed." Helibel wiped her sweat, it would be a shame if the boat capsized in the gutter.

Well! Altair, who was fighting Seregar and them, suddenly frowned, delusional? There seem to be other people hiding around.

Looking back at her memories, among the people she brought to this world, there should be no one who can escape her detection.

No, no, it seems that I'm not the only one who can freely go back and forth between fantasy and reality! Altaïr thought that since she had been able to walk the line between reality and fantasy, she could understand that there were others before her who had attained similar abilities.

"Hah! Ha! Ha! Altaïr couldn't help but laugh as he looked at Selega and Meteora, who were facing the enemy in front of him, and the game became even more interesting!

Meteora - A cute girl with short white hair, blue eyes, blue and white hair ornaments on her head, and a small figure. Dressed in a heavy blue-purple coat and a green shawl, he wears leather boots and gloves.

Meteora's eyes were indifferent, and ripples appeared in the sky behind him again, from which rockets emerged, aimed at Altair, ready to be launched.

She didn't want to keep Altair, she just wanted to force her away, as a virtual existence living in the open-ended game "Avaken of Remembrance", she was brought to the real world by Altaïr, she was aware of Altaïr's strength, and was well aware of the fact that she was not Altaïr's opponent, and her setting in the game was the secretary of the Art Treasure Pavilion of the Wanli Library at the end of the final mesada.

She doesn't know any attack type magic at all, all of them are auxiliary magic, so in the face of Altair, who is relatively powerful, although her face still looks calm, her heart can be said to be nervous to death, but she is not very good at expressing her feelings, so she looks like she is expressionless and fearless.

Altair smiled a slightly mad smile and disappeared in mid-air.

After seeing Altair leave, Meteora was also relieved, they really lost 100% of the fight, although I don't know what she wanted to let them go, but it doesn't matter, after all, Altair has not done similar things, the important thing is that they survived, and what they need to do to defeat Altaïr next.

Meteora knew what Altaïr wanted to do, so she rejected Altaïr's invitation and chose to fight her to the end.

"It seems that what the princess in military uniform wants to do is not ready yet." Meteora thought that although she couldn't guess Altair's goal due to the overwhelming lack of intelligence, there was no doubt that they would survive Altair's purpose, otherwise with her brief understanding of Altair, she would not tolerate them who might hinder her from living.

Of course, all this is just her Meteora's guess, the idea of the princess in specific military uniform, under the premise of lacking sufficient information, she is not an immortal, how can she guess so accurately.

"Tsk! These characters with talents are troublesome, and that's when they perceive my existence......"

"No, I think it's only slightly noticed, but even so, Altaïr is worthy of the word talent."

Helibel made an evaluation with some emotion, and did not care about it.

This slight mistake did not make Altaïr change her plans, she wanted to destroy the world without her creator, but deep down she was different, she wanted to see her creator again, to be by her creator's side again, even if it was just a dream, she was willing to immerse herself in it, never to wake up.

Even if there is really a moth, Altaïr has changed her mind, wanting to do something superfluous, and please believe that a master with many strange abilities in his hands, strong enough to be immune to the so-called causal attack of this fragile world, can use the great brainwashing technique to help Altaïr's ability and determination to do so in minutes.