Using sensory clips and psionic energy, it is difficult to drive a trace of spiritual energy that can be mobilized, and explore deep into the brain to find the 'choice box' integrated into the body.

Soon found this item that had long been dissolved into his body, and Lin Yu really saw the 'Box of Choices' for the first time.

It hovers silently in the mind, an unknown space.

Although the name is called the box, in the mind it looks more like a giant altar.

There is an unknown blood-colored substance built on the whole, which is not weird, but reveals a kind of nobility.

There was no time to marvel, Lin Yu quickly communicated.

It soon became clear that this altar in my mind could not communicate at all.

All the messages sent out were like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no reply.

Seeing that the white prostitution could not be achieved, Lin Yu quickly changed his method and tried to input his soul life to the altar.

This caused the 'Box of Choices' to react a little, trembling slightly.

It took a year and a half of life to reach a critical point, and the 'Box of Choice' shook slightly, shaking the confinement of Lin Yu's body surface.

Although the body is under pressure, it is still unable to move, but the skills and spiritual energy can be used through the body.

Lin Yu quickly turned around, no longer entering his life, and poked out the spiritual energy from his body with all his might, wanting to pull the trigger of the rocket on his shoulder.

Shoot the rockets that have been aimed at a long time ago.

There is a good saying, since you can't solve the problem, you should solve the person who created the problem.

The big guy is too fierce to move.

Persimmon should be picked soft pinch.

Knocking out the heavily armored skeleton Reilly, so that he could not pronounce the last syllable, could be the easiest way to stop the arrival of that one.

The conditions that have been negotiated just now, Lin Yu can't take care of it at all, so he will save his life first.

One more fight at most.

With this idea in mind, Lin Yu desperately turned his spiritual energy into silk threads and poked them out of his body.

The spiritual energy had just left the body and came into contact with the outside world, and the special senses directly brought a more drastic impact on Lin Yu.

The probing of spiritual energy, the contact of the senses, and the sacrificial chant in Lin Yu's mind became clearly visible in the blink of an eye.

The eyes quickly became blurred, and all the colors intensified, the red became redder, the blue blue, the black black, the color blocks were rich, and they were patched together, like an oil painting spilled by an impressionist master.

His vision is blurred, his mind is wandering but clear, like a shipwreck floating on the sea.

The threads of psionic energy that poked out stretched out in the viscous air.

Strange and strange scenes appeared in my mind one after another.

The space began to glow with color, overlapping each other distinctly, and a gray, illusory mist was faintly filled.

Around the threads of psionic energy, there are things that are difficult to describe, and even transparent to the point of non-existence, and in the depths, there are clear and clear brilliances of different colors, which seem to have life, or contain endless knowledge, huge and heavy with unbearable weight.

Lin Yu's eyes were blank, his face was pale, and a gray-green color was revealed under his skin.

Covering the body underneath the clothes, dozens of thumb-sized bulges bulge.

The tiny bulge seemed to have a new life, and began to move slowly on the surface of the body, swimming, unlike the thin skin, under which a worm had been burrowed.

Horror, disgusting, horror!

Compared to the undead, the phenomenon of alienation manifests itself more thoroughly in living organisms.

In Lin Yu's feeling, time passed quickly, and it seemed to pass very slowly, this moment seemed to be as long as a century, and as short as a second.

Lin Yu began to lose his sense of time.

Madness, fear, greed, extreme disgust, regret and many other negatives in his mind are like a marquee, constantly appearing in the depths of his mind, eroding the last trace of clarity of Lin Yu.

Lin Yu can only insist on continuous persistence and continuous extension.

"Ding!"

A cold touch, the thread of psionic energy that had been extending outward, finally touched the trigger of the revolver on the shoulder.

The short distance of thirty or forty centimeters seems to have been walked for so long in a lifetime.

Most of the sober will in Lin Yu's mind had disappeared, and only one last thought remained.

"Pull the trigger and fire."

The psionic silk thread that touched the board machine was wound in a circle in the blink of an eye, and the psionic silk thread was retracted and straightened, and it was pulled back fiercely.

"Collapse!"

The line is broken!

The sound of singing and sacrificial rites erodes not only tangible things such as life, but also invisible things such as psionic energy, shadows, and holy light.

The spiritual energy thread that Lin Yu poked out only appeared in reality, and in more than a second, it was heavily eroded, and its toughness was greatly reduced.

Suddenly it was pulled vigorously and broke directly.

The remaining half rolled upside down, hitting Lin Yu's spirit, and his brain was like a cramp with severe pain.

The pain made Lin Yu feel a little more sober.

A sickly flush appeared on his face, and blood oozed from his nose and eyes.

"Whoosh~"

In the louder and louder sounds of chanting, sacrifice, and prayer, a faint sound of flames began to appear.

In the illusory scene in front of me, a 'sun' suddenly appeared, slowly moving away in the infinite light and heat.

Although the psionic silk thread that Lin Yu poked out was broken, he still successfully pulled the trigger.

The rocket detached from the gun, pressed the target that had already been aimed, and slammed away.

It's slow, but the whole process is moving fast.

Inside the mine, the heavily armored skeleton Rayleigh was still fighting, not allowing himself to utter the last note.

Completely oblivious to what's going on in the outside world.

In less than a second, the rocket slashed a distance of fifty or sixty meters, hitting the heavily armored skeleton Reilly in the mine.

"Boom!"

The exploding fireball directly engulfed the skeleton whole, the endless light and heat turned the tough bones into charcoal, and the soul fire in the head was purified.

The last note, which can no longer be spoken.

The death of the summoner made the solemn air light again.

Without a location, the unspeakable being who intended to descend through the spirit realm was also far away from here.

The folded spatial barriers, the strong pressure, the constantly trembling altar, the illusion and chanting in front of him, and the sacrificial sound of praise suddenly disappeared.

It was as if everything that had just appeared was false, and only the fireballs and explosions rising from the mouth of the mine were real.

"Huh?"

Feel the stress disappear, the failure of a great being to come.

On the altar in the opposite hall, the ripples and ripples that appeared on the surface of the ball of light and the tremors on the altar below disappeared and calmed down.

The ball of light spun around slightly, vibrating again, and a ripple spread throughout the hall.

The undead who were crushed to the ground in the hall scrambled to their feet, picked up the pickaxes and weapons at their feet, and rushed into the mine in a mess.

This time, however, he didn't go far before he stopped, turned to the walls and pillars of the mine, and dug frantically.

The remaining three heavily armored skeletons on the altar did not leave any defense, and all walked down, and the crescent-shaped energy blades continued to bombard the top of the mine one after another.

Large pieces of gravel fell, and the mine was not supported by pillars, and it could collapse at any time if it was unstable.

The skeletons are trying to dig down the mines!

"Whatever happens inside, the source is there."

"The one who has not come, the grid is too high, the source is too terrifying, since you can't beat it, then run."

"Dig the mine hole, block the opposite side, lead the troops to find a safe place, and complete the transformation first."

That's the only idea of the ball of light right now.

In the secondary plane, the other high-level undead creatures living in the second plane felt the disappearance of the pressure, their eyes flickered, and they didn't dare to run over to find out after all.

Those who were closer even began to pack their bags and lead their subordinates to move to distant places.

"Can't beat it, can't you hide it?"

"It's really not good, set up a teleportation array and escape to other worlds."