The first method did not succeed, and Tang Mo did not lose heart.

Consciously not being able to take in the space is not a completely bad thing for Tang Mo, at least it makes her know that there is another way to face these compilers.

That is destroy and control.

Tang Mo was a spiritual attribute ability, especially after absorbing the spiritual pearl, his spiritual attribute increased greatly.

She remembered that the last time she fought with the soul beasts, the soul beasts had completely controlled them by destroying the brains of the beasts.

Destroying brain control is not a difficult thing for a person with high mental attributes, but it is too inhumane, so Tang Mo has never done such a cruel thing.

But in the face of these AI compilers with brains and consciousness, there is no such worry, and even if the brain is destroyed, it is nothing.

Tang Mo released his spiritual power and began to enter the brain of the compiler, although it is said that the compiler has a brain and consciousness, but after all, he is not a real person, and his consciousness is very weak, so it is easier to completely control this compiler than Tang Mo imagined.

Tang Mo untied the compiler's body, and soon the compiler stood up, and then bowed deeply to Tang Mo.

This operation can give Hu Bin a stunned moment, but he soon reacted, Tang Mo is the number one person in the Huaxia rankings, and no matter what he does, it doesn't seem to be so difficult to understand.

It's done!

The compiler in front of him had completely obeyed his own wishes, and Tang Mo was overjoyed.

However, she also understands that as soon as the consciousness of this compiler is destroyed, the system will immediately perceive that they are now locked, and the speed at which a large number of compilers will arrive will only accelerate.

And now, the closest to them, the weavers in the nearby houses and the ones in the glass house had received the order to quickly move closer to the comfort room.

Tang Mo felt that they were approaching and did not panic, but was even more surprised.

The appearance of these dozens of compilers was not only not a danger to her, but a gift from the world.

The farther away you are, the more mental power you need to consume to control the compiler, so Tang Mo didn't rush to do it, but let them get close to the comfort room.

"You stay in the house and take care of Ponyo and Mumu!"

Tang Mo threw a knife to Mr. Hu, and then he stood behind the door.

When the dozens of nearby compilers were getting closer and closer to him, Tang Mo's spiritual power moved.

She used the fastest speed to destroy the consciousness of those compilers one by one, and then injected her own mental power to control it.

If this is a real person, I'm afraid it's not so easy, but fortunately, it's a compiler, even if it's dozens of people, and it doesn't take much mental power from the end of the Tang Dynasty.

The large troops gathered in all corners of the city were about to come, and Tang Mo counted them, and there were about 60 people in the organization he had just controlled.

It's a drop in the bucket, but it's her best weapon right now.

She made the 60 or so preparers form a circle at the door of the comfort room, which can help her resist the next pressure a little.

She arranged for two more compilers to take weapons and stay by Mr. Hu's side, so that in case of an accident, she could at least protect them.

All this was arranged, and the first army of compilers was already able to see the figures.

What made Tang Mo feel fortunate was that because these compilers were scattered in different corners of the city, due to the different distances, they did not come at the same time, which slightly allowed Tang Mo to have a chance to breathe.

When the first batch of Wu Yang compiling troops could see their figures, the spiritual power of the late Tang Dynasty had already begun to move.

She constantly destroys and controls the compilers in that army, and then uses the compilers who have already been controlled to block the progress of the other compilers.

There are so many compilers who have pressed on them that it is impossible to control them all.

Control some of them, and then let them entangle and kill each other, and then pause the pace of progress is the real plan of the late Tang Dynasty.

Soon, as the number of people controlled by the late Tang Dynasty increased, it began to be a mess before the army could reach the house.

At the beginning, because the number controlled by the late Tang Dynasty was still relatively small, although the pace of the army was slowed down, it was still moving forward.

However, as the late Tang Dynasty quickly controlled more and more staff, the large army gradually became a mess.

The order given by the end of the Tang Dynasty to those who were controlled was to hold them back, destroy them, and destroy them at all costs, even if they destroyed themselves.

More and more compilers fell, and more and more compilers were controlled by the end of the Tang Dynasty.

Gradually, as the speed of destruction control became more and more proficient at the end of the Tang Dynasty, he could control a compiler in almost three seconds.

The compilers she controlled gradually gained the upper hand, and the battle ended quickly, almost less than fifteen minutes, and the only compilers who could stand were Tang Mo's own people.

And these people are the second line of defense laid by the late Tang Dynasty.

Before Tang Mo could take a breath, more compilers appeared in her field of vision.

Because of the two lines of defense, Tang Mo simply opened the door and stood at the door, and began to repeat the same steps.

Destroy, control.

Destroy again, control again.

Outside the second line of defense, the wave of personnel was already in disarray, and some of them were stopped when they reached the second line of defense.

Although destroying and controlling the compilers was not a difficult thing for Tang Mo, after all, the number of compilers was too large.

After not knowing how many compilers he had destroyed, Tang Mo had already begun to feel that his spiritual power was already in a state of rapid depletion.

She doesn't know how many compilers are waiting for her next, and when will this battle end.

Tang Mo took out the flower of spiritual power, and divided all the petals and even the leaves into his mouth with three strokes and five divisions by two.

Then he took out some giant high-grade spars from the space and sat directly on top of those hedrons to absorb them.

The rapid consumption made Tang Mo not afraid of absorbing too much at all, because no matter how much she absorbed now, it seemed that she couldn't catch up with what she consumed.

Her body was extremely tired, but Tang Mo was still persevering, and now she had begun to use the remaining people from the first two waves to face the third wave of the formation army.

The originally empty plain was now covered with the mangled body of the weaver.

Although it is said to be AI, these compilers have consciousness and brains, and there is almost no difference between them and the structure of the human body.

Blood stained the plains red, and corpses were everywhere, but only a radiant woman standing on the blood-red spar was particularly different and attracted people's attention.

Hu Bin looked through the window at the hellish scene in front of him, and he found that Tang Mo's body was glowing.

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