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Chapter 2884 The Sky-Qing Net

Half an hour later, the thorn forest finally spread over.

At this time, the thorn forest is no longer appropriate to call it a forest. It is more like a magic cube made of thorns, extending from the ground of Jingyuan to the sky!

It was like a wall holding up the sky, collapsing towards the final place. The dense vines completely blocked the sky.

At this time, some monsters finally sensed something was wrong and began to rush out.

However, the countless layers of the wall of thorns are so tough that ordinary monsters cannot break through the obstruction of the thorns.

Even if there are monsters that occasionally rush out, they can either change their living form and turn into liquid or mist, or they can rush out by relying on brute force.

The strength of the former is generally not too strong, and it is very restrictive. Even if it rushes out, it will most likely be controlled by the electromagnetic force, and then it can be cleared slowly. The latter, even if it relies on brute force to break through the wall of thorns in all directions,

But when faced with a wall of thorns of hundreds of thousands and millions of levels, can it break out? Definitely not. It will still be sanctioned by "art" in the end.

As for whether there are powerful monsters that can break through the wall of thorns? Yes, there must be, but they are very, very few. As far as Angel can tell, the total number of these special monsters does not exceed a hundred, and

Even if they break through the wall of thorns and endure the paralysis of the electric sea, they will eventually be unable to move forward under the shackles of the shadow of the cage.

These monsters will only take a little time to clean up later, so you can ignore them for the time being.

But now, what they should pay most attention to is this final place, which is only a thousand meters in radius, but densely packed with tens of thousands of monsters.

Laplace had stopped bombing a few minutes ago, but was silently waiting for the monsters to gather.

The more and more monsters gather, the brighter Laplace's eyes become.

She could completely imagine how exciting it would be to have so many monsters gather together and explode one by one!

If you can't blow it all in one time, then blow it twice, three times...blow it a hundred times!

Things that are impossible to do in reality, here, Laplace can do it unscrupulously, regardless of consumption! There is a safe zone when you are tired of bombing, and when the scales are gone, someone will continue to send new ones. Everything is so beautiful!

Laplace's excitement level gradually increased. When it reached its maximum level, Laplace turned his head and looked at Angel in the safe area: "I'm going to get in."

At this time, there are actually some scattered monsters trying to attack the wall of thorns. According to Angel's idea, they can wait.

However, since Laplace volunteered to come, Angel would not stop him.

The final land has been formed, and it is difficult for the monsters to escape. Laplace can completely explode it. It doesn't matter if it is scattered a little. The worst is to explode it a few more times.

Laplace, who received Angel's approval, rushed forward without hesitation.

When Laplace was in place, Angel heard Laplace's laughter for the first time. Even though Laplace deliberately suppressed it a little, he could still hear the restrained arrogance in the laughter.

And the hidden unscrupulousness.

With laughter, the scales exploded!

In the next few minutes, Angel witnessed what true art is in the final place.

In terms of sound, the sound of bombings is like the sound of gongs and drums, one after another.

Judging from the scenery, the intense brilliance that keeps bursting out changes in various colors due to the addition of various factors. At first glance, it looks like a rainbow rising from the ground and filling the sky with rainbow clouds.

The angle of sound and light is just a relatively inconspicuous part of this feast.

The most amazing thing is the final result!

Countless limbs were blown away, blood mist of various colors filled the sky, and monster corpses fell like rain.

A mountain pile of monster corpses was constantly stacked on top of each other, going straight for a thousand meters.

The Mushroom of Prosperity is now at the bottom of the monster's corpse. Before, it had to escape into the gaps in space to avoid bombings, but now, these mountains of corpses and seas of blood have completely become natural defense barriers, and there is no need to hide here and there. Just need to

It can be said that it is extremely comfortable to stay here quietly, enjoying the fertilizer provided by these energetic corpses and the most important breath of the nightmare world sent by the "master".

The Proliferating Mushroom can enjoy comfort, and neither Angel nor Laplace will have any objections, because it does play a great role.

So far, Laplace has exploded all the scales on his body from scratch seventy times in the Final Land, which means that Angel has shed his scales seventy times with the Dream Conch.

Such high-intensity bombing, even in reality, would destroy a stable space several times.

But now, in the final place, the space is still as stable as a mountain, with no signs of collapse. All of this depends on the mushroom of reproduction.

Angel has also become more and more fond of the Proliferation Mushroom. This mushroom is indeed one of the five most exquisite mushrooms cultivated by Agriculture Minister Nuka himself.

The effect is really incredible.

The effect of the Mushroom of Prosperity is so terrifying, and the remaining submen, omnipotent, white womb and shell will probably not be weak either!

When Angel was sighing in admiration, the mountain of monsters had already exceeded one thousand meters, reaching up to two thousand meters.

There is no doubt that this is the highest mountain in Dream Crystal Plains, bar none.

As for the number of monsters, before they could be seen densely packed all over the sky, now they can only be seen as densely packed as grass and piled on the mountain of corpses.

There are less than a thousand monsters left in the sky, and many of them are trying to escape.

Unfortunately, it was already too late. The thorn forest combined with the electric sea made it impossible for them to escape from this dragnet.

Unless they flee into the void.

However, the cracks in the void cannot be opened just by wanting to. The energy flushing of countless monsters previously opened a hole. Now, these monsters are basically dead and injured, and it is difficult for the remaining monsters to break through the void even if they work together.

What's more, Angel is still here.

Even though Angel can't call the shots like he did in the Dream Wilderness now, as the quasi-master of the Dream Crystal Plains, the power of the Dream Gate and the gatekeeper allows him to crazily strengthen the boundary membrane outside the Dream Crystal Plains.

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This is indeed the case. In order to enjoy the final "artistic aftertaste", Laplace even slowed down the bombing speed, but the less than a thousand monsters still could not withstand the waves of superimposed bombings.

In the end, they turned into pieces of corpses and fell from the sky, adding to the two-kilometer-high mountain of corpses.

A few minutes later, Laplace gracefully descended from the sky.

Now, monsters have been seen in the sky, and the few dozen remaining monsters have escaped. It will not be too late to deal with this later.

After Laplace fell, he did not go to the safe area immediately. Instead, he landed on the mountain of corpses and surveyed some relatively complete corpses.

Angel saw that Laplace hadn't returned for a long time, and there seemed to be no danger around him, so he went offline, and when he went online again, he appeared on the mountain of corpses, not far from Laplace.

Angel originally thought that Laplace was checking whether there were "treasures" left on the monsters. After all, although these monsters died, the energy did not dissipate immediately. The energy was quite abundant. Even the Proliferation Mushroom was absorbing this energy.

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Having energy means that they may have extraordinary organs that carry energy, or extraordinary flesh and blood. And these are actually considered "treasures".

But Laplace was not looking for any treasures, but rather for relatively complete monster corpses, and kept using the scales on his body to reflect the heads of these monsters.

"What are you doing?" Angel walked over to the corpse with curiosity on his face.

Laplace: "I'm looking for their memories..."

According to Laplace, scales can be used as mirrors, and everything reflected by the mirror has the opportunity to become memories and flow into the sea of ​​empty mirrors.

Her scales are even more special. They contain the power of Gleipnir. As long as the appropriate method is used, the inner memory of the creature can be reflected through astrology without resorting to other means.

This is one of the applications of heart reflection.

However, in order to reflect the inner memory of an organism, it must be obtained from the other party's memory center. And the memory centers of ordinary organisms are in the brain.

This is why Laplace aimed his scales at the corpse's head.

She is trying to read the memories of these monsters.

"Then what did you gain?" Angel asked while helping Laplace find the complete corpse.

Laplace shook his head: "It's strange that no monster has any memory leaked."

Angel: "Is it because they are already dead, so their memories cannot be read?"

Laplace glanced at Angel and said calmly: "I killed them with my own hands, so of course I know they are dead."

He stopped talking at this point, because Angel could understand the rest without saying anything.

This is a mockery of him.

Since Laplace knew that these monsters were dead, he still came here to search for memories, naturally because he could capture memories even after death. Angel, who asked this question, was rather clueless.

Angel scratched his head and added: "What I mean is that there are actually some monsters nearby that are not dead yet and have escaped to the edge of the prison. Why don't we capture them alive and see if we can find their memories?"

Lapras paused: "...This is something you can try."

However, Laplace did not immediately look for those monsters, but looked at Angel: "Those remaining monsters will be dealt with later. Speaking of which, the crisis should be resolved now, right? According to your promise, you should answer my question

Problem."

Just as Angel was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed and he suddenly turned pale.

Under Laplace's suspicious eyes, Angel sat directly on the mountain of corpses and closed his eyes.

Laplace frowned and looked at Angel. She was now extremely suspicious that this guy wanted to break his promise...otherwise, why would he start acting up when she was about to ask for the "truth"?

Not only Laplace was frowning, but Angel was also frowning, and his frown was getting deeper and deeper.

After a while, under Laplace's suspicious gaze, Angel opened his eyes.

And the first words he said when he opened his eyes caused the atmosphere of the scene to return to stagnation.

"...The destroyers are here again."



Hearing Angel's words, Laplace was also stunned. It took him a long time to come back to his senses: "Are you kidding? Are you deliberately making an excuse to deliberately not answer my question?"

Angel shook his head: "I will definitely do what I promised. I really want to make excuses, and I don't need to make excuses for this kind of thing."

Looking at Angel's solemn expression, Laplace realized the importance of the matter: "Is what you said true?"

"Yes."

Angel did not lie.

The people who came this time were all small-scale exterminators, which was obviously different from before. Although Angel was thankful, he always felt that something was wrong, so he actually never turned off his sense of the void.

In fact, his hunch was quite right.

Just after Laplace killed all these monsters, energy fluctuations occurred again in the void not far from the Dream Crystal.

"Although I still don't know what's going on behind the energy fluctuations, it's definitely not a good thing. The probability of it being a suppressor is over 90%."

After Angel explained the situation, Laplace frowned and said, "If it were the kind of destroyer from before, I should still be able to deal with it..."

Angel: "I'm afraid, the destroyers coming this time may not be the monsters from before."

If it is a very large dream monster, such as the monster as huge as the continent that they have encountered before, they will definitely not be able to deal with it.

Even with an unlimited supply of scales, there is no way to deal with this kind of monster.

Angel's expression was a little gloomy. He thought that everything was going well and he could finally expand into a new territory. Unexpectedly, at the last moment, something happened again.

Laplace could also feel Angel's melancholy aura. She was now convinced that Angel did not lie to her.

"What is the origin of the Suppressors, why do they come so frequently?"

Angel: "I can't tell. But you must have heard of extremist sects, right?"

Laplace nodded.

Angel: "I guess that the suppressors and the extremist sects are of the same type. They both hold high the banner of the world's will and work for the world's will."

It's just that extremist sects can still have their own plans, and there are different factions within. As long as there are connections, they can use detours and even bribes. But the suppressors are different. They are unanimous in their approach to the outside world and don't give you a chance to explain. They will kill you when they come.

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There is no possibility of dialogue with the exterminators, there is only a competition to see whose fist is bigger.

Not long ago, the army of suppressors pressed into the territory, but their fists were bigger, so they won.

But this time, the energy fluctuations in the void are regenerated, which also means that a new destroyer will appear. Who will lose and who will win has become unknown again.

Angel's only hope now is that the one who comes is the same as before, an army of destroyers. If it is really an army of destroyers, Angel will accept it even if the number is doubled.

But if it is a huge monster that cannot be resisted... then the only way to do it is to run first.


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