After a few exercises, Zuo Chunfeng quickly mastered the method of controlling the magic eye, let the void body carry himself, and followed Wang Yuan to the main control room.

Of course, from Wang Yuan's point of view, Zuo Chunfeng is completely floating in the air, even if he scans it with soul power, it is only an unclear image, and this invisible clone is unguardable.

"This is it, put your magic eye on this place, and then you should be able to control it with your mind."

Wang Yuan pointed to a huge eyeball-like identifier, the Demon Eye Clan has an inexplicable attachment to things like eyeballs, and similar things can be seen everywhere, or decorations or patterns.

"I can feel the whole beast under my watch, but a lot of things can't be manipulated."

The connection is very successful, and the part that cannot be controlled is obviously Zuo Chunfeng's lack of ability, after all, most of the technology in the Heavenly Pillar is completely different from the earth, and it is used to assist other forces, not all technology.

Earth's technology is pure technology, because the people who control the technology are extremely vulnerable, and they only need to click on any setting and operation, press a button, pull a joystick, and so that anyone can easily do it.

However, the technology in the pillar is not so developed, not only because of the single reason that they have a strengthening system, but also because these creatures themselves are extremely powerful and do not need the assistance of technology.

"What is the function now, the most important thing for us now is to get out of here, and we must first get rid of those transformation MONOCULUS soldiers who guard the door."

Wang Yuan has already counted the time, today is the last day of the race mission, and the time left for them is only half a day, although there is no need to worry about the lack of points to kill a lot of aliens in front of them, but the opportunity to fight for the interests of their race must be grasped.

"I'll try."

As soon as the picture in front of Zuo Chunfeng's eyes changed, it became a roadmap in the entire Void Demon Eye's body, and small red light spots were scattered outside each passage, these were the locations of the Transformation Demon Eye soldiers.

"Assemble, return to the nutrition chamber!"

Try to give a few simple commands, and after a short delay, the MONOCULUS will flood back where they were before.

"It's all back to where they slept."

Zuo Chunfeng turned his head and said to Wang Yuan, and continued to try to control it, but the result was naturally in vain.

"Let's go, this big guy will be put here first, it's impossible to get it out at the moment, even if it gets out, it can only be a decoration, it's better to put it here."

After shutting down the internal defenses for a while, Wang Yuan and Zuo Chunfeng easily walked out of the Void Demon Eye.

"Boom!"

At this moment, outside the whirlpool gate of the research institute, the final moment of the race war is unfolding, and the piglets who were originally just guards clean up the curious guys, as there are more and more people in the central area, the whirlpool gate attracts more and more people.

There is nothing to say about the human race and the alien race, meeting is killing, the fluctuation of the battle is not small, naturally attracting more people to join the battle, and finally it becomes difficult to clean up, it is impossible for both sides to stop, only bloody battle to the end.

The number and strength of the alien race far surpass that of the human race, and they themselves have rich combat experience, and this trial was initiated by many tribes gathered together, and there were more than 100,000 in number, and there were less than 10,000 people who survived in so many days.

Although there are only tens of thousands of people in the human race, they are not false at all, they have a lifespan and the number of resurrections, but after so many days of consumption, there are not many people who can survive, only a thousand.

So far, these thousands of people have all had strength far beyond ordinary elites, enough to challenge the title of elite nobles, if the elite is the proof of strength, then the nobility is the proof of contribution.

The lowest-level noble title not only requires strong combat effectiveness, but also requires thousands of alien races of the same class, which means that an elite powerhouse needs to kill an enemy of the same elite level to count.

The people who can survive this cruel battle already have this qualification, and the people who are surviving now are basically the leaders and high-level leaders of the major forces, and only they have enough combat power to fight until now, it is logical that as long as these people do not die, it is already an ironclad thing to become nobles in the future.

"Protect the pharmacist!"

Dozens of people form a team to protect Shan Lexin in the center, and at this time, the importance of the auxiliary profession is exposed, and people who don't know each other spontaneously gather together to fight for him.

"Ding"

Shan Lexin ran out of a test tube, and when it reached the highest point, he quickly threw out a different test tube, and the two collided in the air, and the contents of it suddenly mixed and scattered in the air.

"Good chance, kill!"

Similar to the effect of stimulants, this is a poison for fellow human races, and for foreign races, the effect is not strong, and it can only be weakened, but there are strong people crawling out of the pile of corpses all around, and a small chance is enough for them to show their might.

On the other side, the members of the Twilight Organization also stood on one side, relying on the defense of the warrior monk's giant tree man to resist the attacks of the alien race, and extremely subtly blocked the front of the whirlpool gate.

"Damn, we're mercenaries, and we're going to have to pay those guys when the battle is over."

The warrior monk monster shouted, he was purely a meat shield character in this battle, and at first he attracted a large number of alien attacks, and then no one hit him at all, so he was blocked like this.

The main attack method of the warrior monk is the root beard, and it is a pity that these alien races who have lived in the dangerous jungle since childhood have the most acute perception of this danger level, and can hardly attack the alien race.

But later, the warrior monk also learned to be obedient, gave full play to his obscene talent, and specially picked out those alien sneak attacks that could not be avoided at will in battle, and gained a lot.

"Shut up and shut the door!"

Mooncut's petite body, relying on the cooperation of chains and tree monks to fight around the guerrilla, her heads-up strength is extremely strong, but the area damage is very small, and every time she looks for a lone alien to shoot.

"Hah, Doom Strike!"

Little Lori Mitsubishi Pillar was cut down, and was parried by a big knife, the legs of the orc holding the knife were slightly bent, and the ground around him was sunk by this force, and he actually blocked the attack head-on.

"This is the battle I want most, powerful human, come, kill me, or be killed by me."

The orc who fought Lydia was two and a half meters tall, with bulging muscles all over his body, a blood-dripping war knife in his hand, and a tattered banner behind him, which was the head of a tribe.

Usually the top level of the alien tribe is composed of three people, the sacrifice, the chief and the hunting head, it can be said that the hunting head is the third strongest person in the tribe, and only the chief and the hunting head are qualified to carry the flag in the war.

They are the symbol of the tribe and the glory of the tribe, and in battle, not a single alien does not step into the circle of the two, because they know that it is a sacred duel. To be continued.