Chapter 167: Little Boy, I Have to Thank You.

Even if the chance is slim, or there is a trace of luck.

In order to regain the advantage called "time", all Nitro can do now is to continue attacking the Eye of Vision.

During the attack on the Eye of Vision, Nitro noticed Pyonn running towards the square, and also saw a large number of shadow clones behind Pyonn.

Nitro immediately stopped attacking the Eye of Vision and instead controlled the Hundred-Shiki Guanyin to help Pyonn rescue him.

The palm shadow like a cluster of stars fell behind Pjorn, creating a strong air wave visible to the naked eye.

In just one glance, the team of shadow clones was torn open by several huge holes by Baishi Guanyin, and the entire formation was beaten to pieces in an instant.

The terror of Baishi Guanyin in team battles has once again been demonstrated.

Pyorn took advantage of the situation and came to Nitro's side.

"President!"

She let out a long breath, stared at Nitro, and quickly asked the question she was most concerned about: "Can the thing above be solved?"

"Hard to say."

Nitro's answer was ambiguous.

As he spoke, he drove the Hundred-Style Guanyin to sweep away the hundreds of shadow clones that were chasing Pyorn.

Pyorn glanced at the shadow clone that turned into countless ink droplets in an instant, and secretly lamented the power of President Netero in his heart.

But she also knew that these shadow clones crushed and killed by President Netero would appear in front of them again soon.

The only feasible way at the moment is to get rid of the ability of the hanging eye.

"Ha, haha...ahem."

At this moment, a burst of sneer mixed with coughing came from the other direction of the square.

Nitro and Pyorn followed the sound.

I saw Difu, who had been knocked away by Bai Shi Guanyin's palm not long ago, dragging his shaky body towards the Eye of Vision.

One of his eyes seemed to be closed, while the other was half-open, staring intently at Nitro and Pjorn.

"I...have already said...ha, cough cough...your struggle...is meaningless, cough cough..."

A lot of blood flowed from Difu's mouth, but he was still smiling.

It was as if he was laughing at Nitro's useless efforts.

"Everyone...will die..."

"Ahem."

"This is...the true meaning of death..."

"Ha ha……"

A crazy smile slowly appeared on Difu's blood-stained face.

Netero looked at Diver, who was running out of time, and instead of talking to him, he focused his attention on the Eye of Vision again.

Although it is not clear why the other party keeps emphasizing "death", Nitro is certain that in this thought space that creates false things, even death is false.

The system of mindfulness has its own traces.

Therefore, experienced ability users can discover the accurate information hidden behind the gray mist from a brief encounter or contact.

Nitro ignored Diver's screams before his death, but Pyorn could not turn a blind eye.

She looked at Difu coldly and said in a strange tone: "It doesn't matter, anyway, you are the ugly one who will die first."

"It doesn't matter? Ha, cough, haha...!"

Dev didn't care about Pyonn's harsh words. He looked up at the Eye of Vision and slowly raised his hands as if to hug something.

"Don't you understand... Well, while you are waiting to die here... the outside world... will be reborn among the ruins, and you Hunter Association... can't do anything!"

"..."

Pyorn frowned.

She could naturally understand the meaning of Difu's words.

Now, the backbone of the Hunter Association, including Nitro, are basically trapped in this mind space.

As a result, Davidson's swamp man ability will spread even more unbridled.

Unless the Ferry Terminal can take action to curb Numa Man's ability, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"If I guess correctly, in this thought space, even 'death' is false."

Moyu's voice suddenly came from the edge of the square.

After hearing this, Difu slowly moved his eyes to look at Moyu, who was striding towards him.

After seeing Moyu's appearance clearly, Difu's pupils shrank sharply.

Isn't this young man the source of the thought things that wreak havoc in the thought space...

Difu showed a surprised reaction at first, and then sneered silently.

Pyorn looked back at Moyo, his tense nerves relaxing a little.

Those difficult shadow clones would not take the initiative to attack Moyu, and Nitro took action to clear the area, so Moyu rushed to the square quickly.

Later, when he arrived at the square, he heard Difu's breathless speech.

Considering that the other party's statement of "death" on the left and "death on the right" was to create an atmosphere of panic, Moyu didn't think much and just started talking.

"Hoo ho."

Nitro glanced at Moyu, raised his hand, and controlled the Baishi Guanyin to sweep away the shadow clones clustered behind Moyu.

This situation was within Moyu's expectation, so he did not pay too much attention to the group of shadow clones behind him, but stared at Difu not far away.

The breath of the swamp man...

When I was watching from a distance just now, because the distance was too far, I couldn't feel the Numa Man's aura at all.

Now that we were closer, we realized that this member of Team Qing Rin was a marsh man.

This must be the basis for Team Qinglin's attempt to convert a large number of Swamp people.

A Davidson who can only allow the Swamp Man's ability to extend autonomously, plus a team called Qinglin who came to him on their own initiative because they needed the Swamp Man's ability.

The two collided together, which was really a perfect match that exuded a foul odor.

"This gentleman who is about to die, I think you are at least right about one thing."

Moyou slowly walked towards Dief, whose breath was gradually weakening, and said calmly:

"If the ability of this mind space is not lifted, the Hunter Association will indeed be unable to take action. This is probably what you, the Qinglin team, want to see."

"Little ghost... you think too naively, but I have to thank you. It is precisely because of your ability that the process of clearing and suppressing will be so smooth, ha, haha..."

Dief's face looked particularly hideous against the blood stains, and there was a kind of frightening cold luster in his eyes.

Moyou looked at Dief calmly.

This world...

There are always some deformed monsters with twisted minds.

Come to think of it, isn't this mind space created by an eyeball filled with all kinds of deformed things that reflect psychology?

But these have nothing to do with him.

It's just that,

if the Qinglin team is happy, then he will inevitably feel uncomfortable.

"You are very proud."

Moyu stared at Diefu's face and said lightly: "But is it too early to be proud?"

He was a little curious...

If the shadow replica kills a mind ability user, Numaman, I wonder if it can break through the current absorption limit.

Too proud?

Diefu stopped talking and just stared at Moyu with a playful look.

As if to say, what can you do to me?

Piyon frowned and couldn't help saying: "Kester, he is thanking you."

"..."

Moyu looked at Piyon speechlessly.

You, a girl with a severe internet addiction, really don't miss any opportunity to be weird!

"But he might yell at me later."

Moyu turned his eyes and looked at the Eye of Vision in the air.

Pyorn asked curiously: "What do you mean?"

Moyu ignored her, but looked at the Eye of Vision quietly from a close distance.

At this time, Netero suddenly withdrew the Hundred-style Guanyin.

"People really can't refuse to accept old age. Some things that are beyond their ability can only be left to young people."

While sighing, Netero glanced at Moyu from the corner of his eyes.

"?"

Moyu was stunned for a moment.

No,

I just took a look, what do you mean?