Chapter 506 Now, You Should Look up to Me.

really,

Through the Looking Glass has been rebooted.

Although I sensed the presence of black mycelium when I entered the ant nest...

But after all, it is still not as good as what I see with my own eyes at this moment.

The black mycelium is already spreading, so it only takes about three minutes to hang Nephibid here to turn it into the key combat power to kill the queen ant.

"Is the queen nearby, or further away?"

Moyu stared at Niphibido without saying a word, thinking in his heart.

Nifepido was also staring at Moyu, but his eyes were slowly widening, and an extremely cold murderous intention emerged from them.

When Her Majesty faced threats, Nephibidus suppressed his true nature.

At this moment, all she could think about was to get rid of anything that could threaten the safety of Her Majesty the Queen.

Just when his eyes were stretched to their maximum, Nephebido suddenly attacked Moyu.

This attack skipped all the probing stages, and it was the most powerful killing move as soon as it was launched.

"Kuroko Dance Thoughts"

An uncertain demonic figure emerged from behind Nephebido.

The figure can be seen as partially solid, but most of it is still a virtual shadow.

A series of red and black thought threads dropped from the hands of the demon figure to Nephipido's body.

In an instant, the speed of the attack on Moyu obviously increased significantly.

However--

A soft halo of light came towards him at this moment, hitting Nephipido's face directly.

"round……?"

In this gap of time, when a slight mistake could lead to catastrophe, realizing that Moyu actually used "Yuan" Nephipeto, it was inevitable that a trace of doubt would arise in his heart full of murderous intent.

As a monster who is extremely good at using "circle", she knows the disadvantages of "circle" better than anyone else.

That's a skill that requires sacrificing defense.

Therefore, in a fierce battle that requires all one's strength, no one would use the technique of "circle".

That would be tantamount to an act of suicide.

Nifepido couldn't understand Moyu's behavior, but driven by the murderous intention, the body controlled by Heizi Wuxiang was already on Moyu's death line.

A little further.

This human being is dead.

In the consciousness where time is compressed to the extreme, Nephibido "sees" the future as it should be.

but,

The black knife that had impressed her so deeply actually slashed at her at an impossible speed and angle after she crossed the death line.

"round……"

"Has it been taken back?!"

A flash of astonishment flashed across Nephipido's eyes filled with cold murderous intent.

Clang!

The following jet-black blade, which was longer than the arm, struck Nephibid's nose. Suddenly, there was a sharp collision sound, and sparks burst out from it.

Through the sparks that flashed between his eyes, Nephibido caught a glimpse of Moyu's expression in the mottled light and shadow.

That's a kind of-

Dead silence without any emotion.

There is no excitement during a fierce battle, no acceleration of blood flow and heartbeat caused by adrenaline, no caution that does not allow for the slightest mistake when making moves, and no killing intention to kill the opponent.

Is this deathly silence...?

Or is it a sense of normalcy?

A kind of normal mind that when you see a stone on the road, you will naturally step over it?

"I...should have become stronger, right?"

Between the lightning and flint, many thoughts suddenly burst out faster than limbs and faster than slashes, and then finally turned into unsolvable doubts, occupying Nephibid's head arrogantly.

The next moment.

The jet-black blade fell to the ground with sparks wrapped in it, and Nephibido, who was hit on the nose, flew backwards at a faster speed than when he came in, smashing through the layers of walls that the construction ants had worked hard to build.

Moyu's eyes were calmly staring at the hole in the wall that Nifebiduo had knocked open. The black knife in his hand silently turned into thought energy and retracted into his body.

"It's been more than half a month, and you still haven't perfected the ability of 'Heizi Wuxiang'?"

The half-virtual and half-real demon doll just now flashed through his mind, and a trace of doubt flashed in Moyu's heart.

With the talent of a direct guard, once the ability is awakened, the frame and interior should be perfected in a very short time.

But what is unexpected is that Nifepido has not reached the full level of "Kuroko Maisho" until now.

In fact.

If it develops on a normal track, Nifepido should have completely perfected the ability of "Kuroko Dance" by this time.

However, her energy and time were taken up by the matter of "mass production of food for telekinesis users", so she has not been able to perfect the ability of "Kuroko Dance" until now.

Everything has two sides.

Even the butterfly effect is the same.

The darkness of the cave.

Xiaoyapufu's clone saw the scene of Nephipido being chopped away with a sword, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on the Q version's face.

"That was just now..."

His calm posture was shattered by this scene.

It's like a huge boulder dropped into a lake. Instead of ripples, it creates large splashes of water.

Xiaoyapufu felt unbelievable for a moment.

According to his way of thinking——

Whether it’s the strength of his mind or his physical fitness.

It was clear that Nephipido had the absolute advantage.

But why did the confrontation just now have such an outcome that made him feel extremely inconsistent?

What mechanism does the expanding circle contain at the moment it suddenly disappears? !

variable!

This word inexplicably appeared in the mind of Owl Yapfu, who thought he was in control of the situation.

At the same time.

Mo Laowu and others who had already entered the bottom of the ant nest inevitably encountered an obstruction from the division commander's team.

"This breath... is that direct guard!"

Mo Laowu placed his pipe horizontally in front of him, and a trace of solemnity appeared in his eyes behind his sunglasses.

When Neferpido used "Dancing Black", the aura fluctuations emitted directly passed through the layers of mud walls and descended on Mo Laowu and others at the bottom.

There was no need to think at all, Mo Laowu and Nob immediately recognized the owner of this aura fluctuation.

"Moyu contacted her..."

Mo Laowu and Nob did not look at each other in the melee, but their psychological activities were surprisingly consistent.

While worrying about Moyu, they felt that they should not be happy.

Because——

If the enemy they faced was Neferpido, it would undoubtedly be the worst situation.

So they should be thankful that it was Moyu who faced Neferpido.

However, without knowing the defense of the ant nest, they could not help but worry about the possibility of Moyu being besieged.

"We can't waste too much time here, but that being said..."

Mo Laowu glanced at the densely packed soldier ants around him, his eyes solemn.

Neferpido pushed away the mud and stones on his body, and his vertical pupils shrank to the extreme.

Swish——!

Her figure passed through the holes in the wall like lightning, returning to the battle circle at the fastest speed.

But before she could stabilize her figure, a sharp knife light broke into her eyes.

"Now, you should 'look up' at me."

When the phenomenon of time slowing down once again enveloped her senses and body sensations, Neferpido clearly heard Moyu's words at this moment.

Although she closed her eyes as quickly as possible, thus blocking the knife light that tried to get into her eyes.

But for some reason——

An inappropriate emotion emerged in her heart.

What emotion was it?

While feeling the heavy force transmitted from her eyelids, Neferpido's mind flashed back to the expression of Baku'er before his death.

It was --

Fear.

Sparks flew from Neferpido's eyelids, and although her feet pressed against the ground, her body still retreated rapidly.

She opened her eyes,

but saw herself as a prey in Moyu's eyes.

Cold knowledge: To paraphrase President Netero, there is no individual victory in the Dark Continent. To set foot here, what is needed is not the strength of an individual, but the comprehensive ability to face the cruel environment.