At this moment, in a different dimensional space in the base city that is difficult for any surveillance to reach.

The Metrons lay on the white metal plates.

The frost spread over him, making him look like seafood in a freezer.

But it's rare to have your own seafood grilled.

The swirling white air was not cold, but steam, and the Metrons were heating up all over their bodies, hot enough to make some older cosmic people feel a little bad about it.

Is this going to explode?

It is undeniable that at that moment, several red figures rose in their minds.

He also shivered quietly because of those postures, and stepped back slightly.

But they were in the minority, and more people were whispering around the Metrons.

Condescending, looking down on each other's posture, like a flock of vultures.

"Tver, I didn't expect it to come in this way."

"Hiding a miniature new world in one person can really succeed."

"It's a good waste use, I heard from the Kerr that this guy is very close to that Linton, and he is really being used everywhere."

"Ah, Commander Black, may I ask our new world ......"

"Isn't it stable yet? The shell doesn't hold out for much longer. ”

The vultures saw the leader, and when the man in the black dress approached, everyone moved out of the way and looked at him eagerly.

"That's what I'm here for, guys, the foundations of the new world are complete, and you can find your own vehicles." The man smiled in response.

"Just waiting for your words! The technology development zone is here to keep up! ”

"Okay! Matlin, let's go! ”

"Good, good! Thank you very much! Commander Black!! ”

…… Cheerful greetings, words of thanks, and scolding continued one after another, and when the man responded with a smile and turned his head to look at the condition of the 'container', there were also uneasy cadres who stepped forward.

"Mr. Commander, Seamomo can't be contacted, has he stayed to fight against that annoying group of Ultra warriors?"

"Jokhini, too, think about the fact that yesterday he directly left me the share of the machinery factory in the new world, and he is really ready to sacrifice himself."

"And Geller them! Are they also for us......"

The Babar Starmen, Baltan Starmen, Shapre Starmen and other cadres stepped forward one after another.

They had apparently come to confirm the condition of their compatriots, relatives and friends, and even if they had already made up their minds about it, they still couldn't help but be lucky.

In this regard, the man only smiled helplessly, and pointed to a certain Zarab star in the distance with his cane: "The person in charge of the battlefield supervision is there, I believe he will know who you are looking for." ”

"Ah, I'm sorry."

"Ah, it's Mr. Zarab, Mr. Zarab!"

With the main master, this group of sick and anxious cosmic people suddenly transferred, and the space near the Metrons was also vacated again, and the Apo people pushing a small cart approached.

"Your Excellency, Commander, give way." Picking up bags of compressed, folded medical devices from the cart, the Yapo man looked like a medical worker, giving needles and infusions to the Metrons in the freezer device.

To be honest, there are so many cosmos of different races and different structures in this invading coalition army, and there are obviously not many races that can really be good doctors.

The Apo people, who have experience in making superbeasts and are familiar with the physiological structure of different races, are one of them.

Although the professional counterpart has to be a monster, the understanding of the physiological structure of the cosmic man is not bad.

Even with the special appearance of the Metron, he can accurately find the blood vessels of each static artery, but even if he is familiar enough with the physiological structure, it does not mean that his medical level can be high.

"How?"

Commander Black, who gave up enough distance for the other party to move, did not look as calm and calm as Fang Cai.

It was precisely in the face of his gaze that the Yapo people subconsciously looked around, and after realizing that this space was almost empty, they turned around and said with some hesitation: "... His fever was hard to go away. ”

"I can see," the man looked back at the man from his smoky body, "but I'm asking how long he'll live, and we don't have much time." ”

He has a very clear vision of the current situation.

There have always been only a few different worlds in the digital realm, and as long as they are closed in time, even if the police have the help of the god-blessed music class and the digital world, it will be difficult to lock down the new world in the short term.

But if they keep the portal open like this, waiting for all the combinatorial compatriots to move, then something is bound to happen.

So the door should close as soon as possible, and beyond that......

He glanced at the freezer again, Tver's original bright red shell-like body that seemed to have faded.

Metrons are often referred to as seafood because of their appearance, but in contrast to real seafood, when their dark-colored main skin begins to lighten, it also represents the loss of life.

"The same is true of the human girl in the data when she was first possessed by a constant nature, and after that, her condition has been much better, but that is only a reference material......"

The Awa doctor was a little hesitant, and on his same aquatic carapace-like face, only his eyes could see the entanglement.

"Faibas is just a copy of constancy, but the information oppression of the miniature world is real, even if Tver is not a purely data-like life but a more information-dense organism, it is probably ......"

Bang!

Before he could finish his sentence, Commander Black's staff slammed into the floor beneath his feet.

The dull sound of metal colliding almost made Dr. Nayapo tremble: "I ask how long it will last!" Don't your machines give you results!? ”

"Ten... Ten minutes! His physicality could only hold up that information for ten minutes! ”

"Ten minutes ......" Commander Black, who received this answer, was deep in thought, and his expression was very grim.

"Ten minutes......"

He sighed suddenly, but then felt that something was wrong.

Because his exclamation just now was extremely deep, although there was also his own voice, it was as confusing as a mixture.

Looking at the doctor on the side, he looked at him with a puzzled look, and he immediately mentioned his cane.

"Everyone! "Where's the withdrawal?" ”

As if he had completely anticipated his every move, and could even predict what he would shout, the voice of the urn sounded, and it was right beside him, striking with a sharp wind.

Here it comes!

Nobel!

Commander Black's reaction was half a beat slower, but a dark red tentacle poked out from under his gown, blocking the blade with unmatched tenacity, and wrapping it around the next.

And he himself took half a step back in this moment's persistence.

At this half step, he saw a hideous face.

The silver specks of light rising from the black smoke should have been unrecognizable, but he was incomparably familiar, because the gaze was sharp enough to seem to see through him.

With three degrees of insight.

It was enough for him to react in that moment, it was a face that should not have appeared, close in front of him, with an ethereal black mist.

The condensation of deep resentment comes from the remnants of the power of ghosts.

"You ......"

As soon as his heart tightened, a wisp of blood overflowed from his mouth.

When you look down, you can see the familiar bone spurs.

It was Blackendo's bone spur, half piercing himself in the chest.

With the power of Pei Mo Nengyu, he flew out sideways and nailed to the wall four feet away.

"You?"

Repeating the other man's unfinished pronunciation, the demon tilted his head slightly and let out a playful sneer.

With his sneer, the space began to glow red.

The sound of commotion came from all directions.

The voices were not uniform, but they were all human voices, but the language was even more strange, all of which were used to each other, showing that the speaker was falling into a panicked instinct.

It was these voices that made the face of the man who was nailed to the wall obvious stunned.

"Ten minutes, I'm struggling to decide whether I should give up some people, right?"

The demon looked at him, grinning with sharp teeth.

In the raised claws, a strangely shaped finger thorn appeared, and when he pressed it, it also emitted a strange mechanical sound.

"Listen to me, don't give up on any of them."

"You can get in order."

(End of chapter)