Yi Lin has exhausted all the crystal inventory in the storage space, and the remaining perfect crystals are placed in the cellar. To be precise, the cellar is being folded into the shape of a star by the mage using the strange ability of "folding space" and stepped on it.

In a temporary emergency, everything happened in the flash of lightning. Yi Lin was unwilling to delay for a second, so she had no time to open the teleportation circle and took out the crystal from the cellar as the driving energy of the "Freediness Method".

Fortunately, when Yi Lin turned on [Bloodthirsty Disaster], his hand speed was extremely fast. After stacking the agility attributes to the level of breaking the lock, all the remaining temporary attribute points were pointed to the mental attributes.

Although the spiritual attributes have not reached the limit of the second level of spiritual lock, they are almost the same.

Five [Star Fruit], epic title [Shadow Warlock], plus the spiritual value increase of the spirit weapon, Yi Lin's upper limit bonus of the spiritual energy value reaches an unprecedented 120%!

With nearly 4,000 points of psionic energy, Yi Lin can pour out like a gunman in less than a minute. It is ridiculous.

If there were no these increase, Yi Lin might have faced a dilemma of exhausting psychic power.

Yi Lin raised her head.

really,

The subspace created by the space of evil thoughts can only "slightly" trap these thousands of pale palms.

In less than a second, they touched their hands and began to erase the boundaries of subspace.

In the world of black and white, due to their erosion, voids of varying sizes appear on all sides.

On the other end of the hollow is the starry sky of Gugu Town, another space.

It was at this moment.

Yi Lin could not confirm whether these pale palms, which were as terrifying as locusts, had such a saying of "will". But because Yi Lin worked tirelessly to block it, it finally attracted the attention of one of the hands. The palm, like a tadpole, swung its wrist and quickly approached Yi Lin.

From that close pale palm, Yi Lin didn't feel any strange energy or surging aura. But it was this strange existence. The strange "creature" that walked out of the space rift that the mage violently blasted open made Yi Lin and the mage helpless, almost exhausted their trump cards, but they were not bad.

His heart was moving, and black blood kept flowing in Yi Lin's eyes. He estimated the speed of his palm and smashed a card casually.

"Obsidian Sword!"

One knife and two pieces!

grass!

The hand is not broken!

The sword broke.

Yi Lin looked at the Obsidian sword slashing on the pale palm in surprise - he was just planning to give it a try. The Obsidian sword with one sword and two broken sword energy in its attributes was touched by the terrifying little hand and "bitten" one piece.

It turned into a broken sword with one knife and two broken swords.

After erasing the Obsidian Sword, the little hand touched it.

Yi Lin didn't intend to use her body to taste the shaking of her little hands.

This pale palm seems to carry some mysterious power. It looks weak, but it can erase anything you touch, which is very terrifying.

This is no longer anything at the level of energy, power, and attributes. If Yi Lin wants to find an adjective to describe the palm. The feeling that he gave him when he chewed off the Obsidian Sword, compared to the description of any power, Yi Lin felt that it was more like a kind of...

rule.

It's similar to the "Plain and Uncommon Series" props.

The product of rules.

There seems to be a rule that "once you feel touched, you will be finished" above.

Unreasonable and unstoppable.

"hiss."

Fortunately, the hand was not very interested in Yi Lin. When Yi Lin fought wits and courage with the lonely pale palm, the evil thought space he released with the help of the [Laughter Mask] was already full of holes. This was like a balloon that had been pierced countless holes. Yi Lin could no longer continuously output psychic value to maintain the evil thought space and let it dissipate.

After coming out of the space of evil thoughts, Yi Lin blocked the army of palms for only a few seconds, and was approaching the mage who was concentrating on rubbing circles at an extremely fast speed.

The mage was sweating profusely and his expression was very anxious. The teleportation circle in front of him was about the size of a basin. After rubbing it for a while, it seemed that it would be done and could accommodate a person to pass.

Yi Lin endured the severe pain in her eyes again, her vision blurred, and activated [Analysis Vision].

The mage's movement of rubbing circles and invading his palms, everything slowed down.

Yi Lin stepped in the void, sat cross-legged, and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, Yi Lin's thinking speed and deduction speed have surpassed the physical level and are deducing possible futures.

The trajectory of all palm movements has become thousands of dotted lines in Yilin's "visual".

At the end of the trajectory of tens of thousands of pale palm movements is the mage.

——The mage, will be overwhelmed by them.

Taken away by them.

The futures deduced by Yi Lin will eventually lead to the same ending: mage, and pawn.

"I can't save him in the end."

In an instant, a faint sadness surged into my heart.

The emotions are not strong enough to become the food for [Laughter Mask].

But Yi Lin deeply savored this sad mood at the moment when everything was silent and everything slowed down.

Unconsciously, the mage became an existence similar to A Deng, who was both a teacher and a friend on Yi Lin's path forward.

If the mage is really dead, Yi Lin can't say he is in a state of grief, but he will definitely be sad for a while.

Maybe next year, Yi Lin will put the mage's favorite food on the mage's grave, then carve an exquisite fruit basket, and show off her exquisite knife skills.

Yi Lin's mind is racing.

He is thinking, deducing, pondering, and making his final efforts.

At this last, what else can he do to try to make the Supreme Mage survive?

Just... in just a few seconds!

The mage is about to get better!

The props in the storage space flashed through Yi Lin's mind.

All the skills, abilities, and all means he possesses have become an element of deduction.

Yi Lin is looking for a short future that will allow the Supreme Mage to survive.

"Hmm? I haven't tried this one."

Yi Lin suddenly remembered something.

This seems to be Green's territory.

yes!

here,

It's Green's territory!

How could that Green tolerate these locusts and wield wildly in his territory?

Time passed slowly, and it flowed again.

In front of Yi Lin, there was almost no way to see anything clearly, and there was only a hazy phantom left.

It's like a person with high myopia and no glasses, everything he sees in his eyes.

He took out a prop from the corner of the empty storage space with extremely fast hand speed, and he didn't know where to use it.

——【Nightmare Music Chapter 6】.

Crush the card.

The lights of light gathered into an ancient parchment in Yi Lin's hands.

On the parchment roll, someone used mottled ink to write a muddy slit.

That's a song.

It was a song. Whenever Yi Lin opened the [Nightmare Music Chapter 6], it would be like its name, and it would linger in his mind like a nightmare.

"If you die in the end, I will burn you incense in the future."

Before Yi Lin sang, she silently said this to the mage who was completely unaware of it.

He didn't say it.

The mage will definitely be angry.

Listen to the song,

Eliminate the breath,

Even if you don't sing well,

It's also a farewell.

If the farewell turns into a last-date farewell, the mage will not lose, at least he will earn an extra farewell song.

With this idea of ​​giving up, Yi Lin began to sing loudly.
To be continued...