Although the queen worm Gucha was very intoxicated with the weaker and weaker prey in front of her, it was still a little secretly cold.

Among all the enemies and prey it has encountered since its birth, the girl in front of her is definitely not a powerful existence, but the density of her spiritual power is definitely extremely rare.

The Spiritual Stinger is a very proud direct attack skill of Gu Cha's spiritual power, and most of the enemies that are hit will be drained of their mental power and die in an instant.

Although today it deliberately controlled the intensity of its attack in order to save the life of the prey in front of it, the spirit body of the girl in front of it was even slightly weakened, you must know that this is a spirit body without the support of the spiritual power core!

Rootless duckweed is still like this, if the girl's body is here, I'm afraid how much of a role this trick can play, I have to say two things.

As soon as he thought of the girl's body, the smile between Gu Cha's eyebrows suddenly disappeared.

"It's weird, I just thought something was wrong! Her body is not here, but she can resist the attack of the spirit stinger for so long! ”

In the past, few opponents had a pure mental body state in front of it, so even if they were hit, they could still compete with themselves for a few rounds with physical support.

The girl in front of her is just a pure spirit body, and I can feel that her spirit body is not strong, but the density is extremely high!

The soul energy is rich like an entity, this situation is like a three-year-old child, sitting on a miniature nuclear reactor bomb pile like a hill, but there is no activation password, at most you can only use these bombs as a stone to play with a violent thing...

"No wonder the old immortal wanted to get those mental fragments so much... It's just that the cubs who haven't matured yet are so strong.,What does it look like to give birth to her parents.。。。 ”

While Gu Cha's mind was running rapidly, he silently strengthened the attack intensity of the mental stinger, and at the same time began to contact several thunder beast captains who were controlling the peripheral reconnaissance troops, and the stern spiritual power questioned the information, which quickly spread among the reconnaissance troops.

"Give you another hour, and if you can't find anyone, I'll eat you one by one!"

After hearing this, several thunder beasts that controlled the reconnaissance force almost threw out all the low-level zergs in the camp, because they knew very well what kind of zerg Captain Gucha was

~~~ All the promises of rewards may be false, but no one has ever escaped all the warnings of punishment!

Wave after wave of swarthy insect swarms spread out in the white snow.

。。。。。。

"Why should we take our wishes to pray to the stars that are hundreds of thousands, millions of light-years away?

They may have exploded and disappeared...

Why can't we touch our own fate?

Are the so-called gods in this world, or in parallel universes?

It's ridiculous!! ”

Garbo, who touched Nataya's cheek with one hand, turned into a sculpture at about the same time as the girl, and sat there motionless.

The only difference is that the girl's pupils are gradually dimming, while Garbo's pupils are shining brightly at the moment, and if you look closely, you will find that the essence in the pupils is like a universe floating in a spiral nebula.

In the boy's mental world at this moment, a vague figure covered in silver-gray mist was staring at the three-dimensional projection in front of him, on which everything in a radius of five kilometers, including the cliff where they were hiding, appeared in front of him.

The vague figure of Garbo kept moving his hands from the underground dark room trapped in Nataya, groping his way out along the strands of silk threads, the whole process was very fast, but very stable, and the trajectory seemed to be different every time.

"This one doesn't work... There are so many variables ... This one doesn't work, the possibility of contradictory development is too great... ”

Wrapped in a silver-gray mist, Garbo's hands groped for the almost omnipresent threads of fate countless times, starting from the dark room that trapped Nataya.

"All clues become a matter of probability... There is simply no way to calculate a 100% successful solution ... The so-called arrangement of fate is simply unrealistic... ”

Garbo had already noticed that the swarm reconnaissance team that had searched this hill had swept over again, and judging by their careful attitude, it was likely that this ice wall would not delay them for long.

And the girl's state at the moment is getting worse and worse, her white lips make her look like a dead person, even if her body still has a faint breath, Garbo is still very worried, the woman in front of her will fall down at any time.

"75% probability!"

At this moment, the boy seemed to deduce an extremely gratifying number! Hardly for a moment's hesitation, Garbo's left hand gripped the thread of fate that made him ecstatic, and along the thread, his right hand groped for several other branches.

“27%，39%，45%！ The main veins are all in the forward direction, and there is not a single paradoxical thread!! Very good, very good! ”

I saw that in this space of consciousness, everything dimmed, only a thread of fate that the boy held tightly in his hand brightened, and all kinds of objects related to this thread lit up one after another, like a big tree growing out of the dark room of the camp, and the various veins gradually formed a canopy like a network, constantly expanding and extending.

Looking at the correlation map in front of him, the boy quickly memorized, until he was sure that everything was firmly imprinted in his mind, and this spirit body with a silver-gray mist stood up suddenly, and quickly broke away from consciousness.

Garbo, who was reaching out to touch Nataya's cheek, suddenly blinked, and then retracted his left hand.

"Come on, it's time to work!"

Immediately afterward, the boy stood up, walked over to the snow condenser on the far left, crouched down and pressed a button on the machine, and the snow condenser immediately dissolved a hole in the complete ice wall that was just large enough for a person to drill through.

Garbo didn't even have time to look back at Nataya, and got out.

There is no time left, and not a second can be missed on the different paths against fate!

When Garbo rushed out of the hole, he put on his individual tactical glasses and quickly set a few time alarm countdowns as he rushed towards the higher cliffs.

At the moment when the boy rushed out, the snow condensator behind him began to work again, and the half-large high snowmelt place gradually closed again.

"The object comparison is complete, and the countdown starts at the first node! Seven seconds, six seconds, five seconds... ”

The sound of the countdown from the tactical glasses beat like a war drum in Garbo's heart.

"It's this stone! Here it comes! ”

Garbo pulled the double-barreled rifle behind him, used the butt of the rifle as a shovel, and plunged it into the bottom of the rock on the edge of the cliff, and pried it forward with all his might.

"Ga ~ Ga ~ ~ Ga . ~~~~~"

The one-man tall stone was forcibly pried down from under the cliff by Garbo, and with a tooth-sore sound, more ice and snow rolled towards the Imperial Barracks under the cliff.

"Three seconds, two seconds, one second... The first node prompt is completed, and the second time node prompt is now entered, the panoramic comparison begins, and the countdown starts in one and a half minutes! ”

Garbo glanced at the rocks rolling down the cliff and put her feet together, revealing the jet sled.

"At the point of fate, let's see what we can change!"

The boy took a deep breath of the cold air and slid down the cliff with the trail of the growing snowball.

"Seventy seconds, sixty-nine seconds, sixty-eight seconds...