Chapter 150: A Brief Victory (Part 3!) Ask for a subscription!! )

Naturally, the Mirror Demon didn't dare to hide it, after all, there was Yang Xiaotianxia's 'Soul Refining Talisman' at the center of his eyebrows, and Yang Xiaotian could take the Mirror Demon's life with a single thought. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

"In the words of you earth humans, the master is 'schizophrenic'."

The Mirror Demon thought about it, and then said honestly: "It is divided into two personalities: 'god' and 'ghost'. ”

"Schizophrenia!"

Yang Xiaotian's face was surprised.

"Hmm."

The Mirror Demon nodded.

……

"Captain Cass, Captain Cass..."

呲呲呲――

On the other side, the fleet of the Heavenly Machine Battalion, Sasgili looked at the virtual screen that turned into a black and white pockmark, shouting loudly, but could not get any response.

In the virtual screen, the picture just now is fully presented.

It was a fleet that retreated, and it encountered the demon refining of the Black Abyss Gorge, and then, without even negotiating, the next moment, it was annihilated.

"It's over, it's over..., how could the demon refining of the 'Black Abyss Gorge' appear at this time!" Today, only five of the nine fleets have been dispatched.

"The demon refining is coming, blocking the back road, and we can't even retreat if we don't leave our hands at all."

"What to do? What now? ”

"There's only one way left now."

Among the remaining five captains, the only one, a majestic old man who was more than half a hundred years old and had gray hair, said in a deep voice: "Join forces to fight the enemy!! ”

"Joining forces !!?"

The remaining four captains were stunned.

……

"Why is this happening?"

Yang Xiaotian looked at the female ghost in white and asked in a deep voice.

Although Lele had a withdrawn and weak personality before, he didn't have any mental problems, and he didn't have any autism.

The mirror demon sighed and said with a sigh: "You must know that a five-year-old child, and a blind five-year-old child, is in the environment where countless demons and monsters appear in the end of the world. ”

"I kept hearing screams and cries."

"In that kind of hellish world, fear erodes the heart, loneliness torments the mind, even a normal person can't stand it, can it not be 'schizophrenic'? It's already a miracle that the owner survived! ”

“.…..”

Yang Xiaotian was silent and did not speak, looking at the thin Yang Lele in his arms, he felt very guilty.

Thinking about Yang Lele's painful struggle alone, in such a bad situation, without any support, he kept praying in his heart that his brother would appear, and his parents would appear to save him.

This is probably the only belief he can hold onto.

However, he couldn't wait.

Hopes are dashed.

In the end, Yang Lele collapsed and schizophrenic into two personalities.

The personality of the 'ghost' is a big devil who has all the negative emotions of human beings. Yang Xiaotian estimated that Yang Lele's 'ghost' personality was the reason why he hated his parents and himself.

I guess it's because I blame myself and my parents for not being able to save him.

That's why it's so hateful.

"To tell you the truth, you have a very high status in the master's heart, you know, even if you change your personality, after the master summoned me, she has always called me a sister." The Mirror Demon continued: "And you are his brother, brother and sister, isn't this a kind of sustenance? ”

"You don't say this just to keep me from killing him, right?"

Yang Xiaotian took a deep breath, got up with Yang Lele in his arms, looked at the mirror demon and said, "Because if my brother dies, you will also disappear." ”

"Yes."

Mirror Demon admitted.

"He's my brother, do you think I'll kill him?"

Yang Xiaotian smiled, "I'm incompetent as an elder brother, and I won't be now, and the personality of the 'ghost' will not have a chance to come out again." ”

"Thank you."

The Mirror Demon breathed a sigh of relief, and then, weakly, said, "I'm going back to my master's body now." ”

"Hmm."

Yang Xiaotian nodded.

Brush!

The mirror demon turned into a wisp of white smoke, and from the center of the eyebrows, it entered Yang Lele's body, and then, the white light flashed, and the texture of a black ghost mirror appeared on Yang Lele's forehead and eyebrows.

"Soul reversed?"

Yang Xiaotian turned his eyes and carefully observed Yang Lele's body.

Basically, many things are hidden under Yang Xiaotian's pseudo-fiery eyes, Yang Xiaotian can see that the mirror demon is incarnated into a pitch-black ghost mirror, sleeping in Yang Lele's mind.

And in the most central position of Yang Lele's body, there was a change.

"Looks right."

Yang Xiaotian muttered.

The original weak soul disappeared, and became a soul with ghostly aura all over his body, and his eyes were full of struggle, and he kept screaming and pounding.

But there was an invisible prison that trapped him and prevented him from escaping.

Obviously, the personality of the 'god' occupies the dominance of the body, while the personality of the 'ghost' is imprisoned.

……

Because the army of the 'dead city' is something summoned by the personality of the 'ghost', and the personality of the 'god' cannot control it, the army of the 'dead city' still carries out the orders given by the personality of the 'ghost'.

Attack the East China Sea.

However, as time passed, the necromantic ghosts of the 'Dead City' army died one after another, and mechas, drones, and warships were also destroyed one after another.

Victory is already in sight.

All the spirit masters were killed, all the battleships were destroyed, and the remaining remnants of the army were defeated, and it won't be long before they were all cleaned up.

"Haha..., we won!"

"Victory! It's us who wins! ”

"See, father, it's us Donghai who won, it's us Donghai who won!"

……

Everyone cheered, or wept and howled, in this war, after experiencing the baptism of blood and fire, the survival of the fittest, the survivors became stronger.

Brush Brush Brush -

Six helmsmen arrived, and Zou Yuan took a step forward, "Lord Alliance, we are already in sight of victory, please give instructions for the next step!" ”

"Oh."

Qingfeng came back to his senses, looked around, pondered for a while, and then said: "In this way, leave some people to clean up the battlefield and deal with those remnants of the defeated generals, and then, the rest of the people will go to other defense lines to help, especially the north and south defense lines." ”

"Yes, Alliance Leader!"

Zou Yuan's six helmsmen received the order and left to carry out the order.

After this battle, the six helmsmen of the third order of blood qi had almost touched the barrier of the first order of their ability to advance.

"Master!"

Jiu Lanxuan's whole body was covered in blood, her long blood-colored hair, her black and white maid outfit stained red by blood, and her bright and moving delicate face were also stained with blood, which looked very charming.

And Anasseh is much cleaner, after all, she is the 'Song of Charm' that affects the battle situation.

"Oh, you've made the cut."

Yang Xiaotian glanced at Anasse and noticed that Anasse's aura had become stronger, so he said in surprise.

"Yes, master."

Anasse nodded, "The strength of the slave family is stronger, and I can help the master more in the future." ”

"Hmph, I'm about to advance to the third order of black iron."

Jiu Lanxuan snorted, "You can also help the master more." ”

"Huh."

Yang Xiaotian smiled and found that Jiu Lanxuan's competitive temper was quite cute.

"Oh my God, what the hell is that!?"

The war was won, and before everyone had time to rest or enjoy the fruits of victory, the mutation happened again.

In the distance, large dark clouds appeared, as if they were boundless.

The demonic energy is vertical and horizontal, overwhelming.

Bang!

The black demonic mist is approaching, it is one demon refining after another!

"It's coming!"

Yang Xiaotian's face was cautious, looking at the army of the Demon Refining Clan, he knew that the war that belonged to him had just begun.

The armies of the Dead City and the Heavenly Machine Camp are just appetizers. (To be continued.) )