Xiao He was too lazy to explain to Lao Qi. After all, this issue was still too difficult for the stubborn Lao Qi to understand.
Lin Mo, who was not far away, took a high look at Xiao He, the tactician.
After arriving, you can immediately make the most correct tactical judgment.
Amazing.
The experts in the expert group of the General Administration are different, they are the best in all aspects.
Lin Mo thought about it.
Drawing a circle might actually work. I just overcomplicated the problem. According to the characteristics of two-dimensional creatures, a circle is indeed an insurmountable fence for them.
Because it is two-dimensional, a line is the same as a closed wall.
So in principle, it is really possible for a circle to trap the nightmare in this two-dimensional world.
But just in case, Lin Mo immediately took out his diary, and then seriously started to draw the simplest infinite corridor with a pencil.
There are stairs, and no matter how you walk, you end up going in circles.
This is a two-dimensional prison drawn by Lin Mo based on the memory in his mind.
Not to mention that Lin Mo was concentrating on painting here, but the fighting trio over there had already started to take action.
They knew that conventional means could not cause any harm to this weird A-level nightmare, so they began to draw circles according to the plan.
Different from the way Lin Mo drew on paper, they drew a circle directly on the ground with a sharp tool.
The result was very disappointing.
The nightmare crossed over directly.
"Old Xiao, your method is not good." Lao Qi smiled slightly, obviously laughing at Xiao Yu.
The latter looked puzzled.
"Why is it invalid? Could it be that it doesn't think this is a two-dimensional line? I understand..." Xiao Yu reacted very quickly: "Only the two dimensions recognized by it are the real two dimensions. Let's draw any one
Circles are useless."
"What should I do? What if I don't recognize any of the monsters you drew, wouldn't it be impossible to trap it?" Lao Qi was very talkative, which was in sharp contrast to the silent old ghost over there.
"It's not that complicated, as long as it's a relative plane." After Xiao Yu finished speaking, he began to look around.
Unfortunately, he found nothing.
I didn’t bring any paper with me either.
At this time, the nightmare also began to charge forward, trying to drag the field formed by the ghost totem into the two-dimensional space.
The scary thing is that it is succeeding.
The realm formed by the ghost totem has begun to show signs of disintegration. If this continues, the realm of the ghost totem will be torn apart, and the nightmares above may also be crushed into shadows.
"How about retreating? It won't be able to catch up with us anyway." Lao Qi also realized that the nightmare in front of him was too special, completely different from the nightmares they had encountered in the past.
It's not on the same level at all.
Especially the two-dimensional realm that can withstand all physical attacks. Anyone who comes close to the nightmare will turn into a shadow. How can we fight against it?
"No, this nightmare should still be in its 'infancy' and will continue to grow in the future. If this two-dimensional field expands in the future and becomes hundreds of meters, even several kilometers, or even dozens of kilometers, the devastation caused is estimated
No one can compare with it, it is definitely at the nuclear level, so we absolutely cannot let it go."
As a tactical planner, Xiao He is far-sighted.
According to the country's future strategy for the nightmare incident, a safe zone must be established in the nightmare world. Only in this way can the lifeline of the nation be continued.
This is a historical mission that must be accomplished, no matter what the cost.
At this moment, a black hand suddenly stretched out from the front and directly grabbed the ghost totem's body.
There was a click.
The ghost totem is broken.
The areas that could have protected them failed.
When Lao Qi saw this, he wailed and became furious.
His two treasures, one was the Thunder Ghost War Spear and the other was the Ghost Totem, both were destroyed. At this moment, his heart was bleeding.
It hurts.
The old ghost didn't say a word, but he controlled the remaining corpse worms and started biting each other around them, and soon formed a circle of flesh and blood, trying to wrap up the two-dimensional nightmare over there.
This time, the two-dimensional nightmare stopped.
It seems that the blood ring on the ground has taken effect.
It cannot be crossed.
However, due to the insufficient number of corpse locusts, a gap was left behind, allowing the two-dimensional nightmare to suddenly break through.
"Old ghost, let's get some more bugs."
Lao Qi shouted anxiously.
The old ghost shook his head.
His body was shaky, and it was obvious that he had just lost all the zombie bugs he currently had, which caused some damage to his body.
"The old ghost's bugs need time to grow, and it's useless if you force him." Xiao He sighed.
I saw him take out a knife and cut his wrist.
In an instant, blood remained.
The blood slowly gathered on the ground, as if it was alive, and began to flow rapidly to the surroundings. The two-dimensional nightmare seemed to be aware of the danger, and for the first time did not continue to move forward, but retreated backwards.
It actually wants to go.
"I can't leave, I can't leave." Xiao He looked determined at this moment. His face was frighteningly pale at the moment, as if all the blood in his body had been drained, and he was no different from a corpse.
I saw him raising his hand.
The blood on the ground immediately accelerated, and finally formed a blood line on the ground, blocking the nightmare's path.
There was a line of blood, and that nightmare couldn't get past it.
Change direction.
It was useless, because Xiao He had already controlled the blood to form a circle around it.
Surround that two-dimensional nightmare.
It's strange to say that the ring of blood on the ground actually prevented the nightmare from breaking out. It could be seen walking around anxiously, its footsteps were heavy, but it couldn't get out of the circle.
"Amazing."
Lin Mo glanced up at this time, then lowered his head and continued painting.
Although the nightmare was temporarily trapped, it was only temporary.
Because the problem of black hands has not been solved.
If this problem is not solved, the opponent will not be trapped at all, so the infinite corridor must be drawn, and it must be drawn well.
Fortunately, after the procrastination of the three combat experts just now, Lin Mo finally had time to draw carefully. Now in the diary, the page of the infinite corridor is almost completed.
Still missing some details.
Lin Mo continued to draw.
On the other side, Xiao He used his own blood to draw a circle and trap the two-dimensional nightmare.
Obviously Xiao He himself knew that this was not a long-term solution.
Because the blood in his body is actually a kind of nightmare, and its rating is B, close to A level. It is a nightmare with both offense and defense.
But the more powerful the nightmare, the greater the negative consequences it will bring after merging with a living person.
One of the problems is that it cannot be separated from the body for too long.
Otherwise, this ghost-blood nightmare will get out of control.
Once out of control, not only Xiao He will die, but there will also be another near-A-level enemy here.
At this time, Xiao He also saw Lin Mo, who was concentrating on painting over there.
He shouted: "Lin Mo from the Scout Team, what are you drawing?"
"Prison!"
Lin Mo didn't even raise his head.
"You're smart. Drawing on paper is a real two-dimensional plane. It's a pity that I don't have the habit of bringing paper with me when I go out." Xiao He smiled bitterly.
With his intelligence, he naturally guessed what Lin Mo was going to do.
"What are you going to do with that black hand?" Xiao He asked again.
Sure enough, he is the tactic maker, and he has thought it through very carefully. Obviously Xiao He has already discovered the threat of the black hand. No matter what kind of seal, the black hand is the only thing that can break through the two-dimensional space. If you don't get rid of this thing, you will have to
Trapping this nightmare is simply a fantasy.
Lin Mo just finished painting at this time.
He looked carefully at the infinite corridor in the diary.
"I draw so well!"
Intoxicate yourself.
This is a perfect two-dimensional prison. Once you step into it, it is impossible to escape from the two-dimensional nightmare unless you modify it with a pen.
The problem now is, the black hands.
Lin Mo glanced at Xiao He: "Lead him out and then kill him."
Simple and direct.
But the simpler something is, the harder it is to do it at this time.