Steel Armor City

The space inside the sniffer may not have been filled with dense fog. This dense fog is most likely caused by something contained in the purple ball of light emitted by Lin Xinyan’s own hands. If According to Tirathmis, the dense fog in this space is most likely a means he used to prevent the scorching sun from infecting Lin Xinyan’s body.

Lin Xinyan is not a complete mechanical lifeform, because according to the standards of Machine City, he simply does not meet the standards. It is not just that his body structure and body strength do not meet the standards of Machine City, strictly speaking, His body cannot store energy. This is no longer the mechanical lifeform of Machine City. His current physical state should be in a state between the biological body and the mechanical lifeform, which is more advanced than the mechanical lifeform and higher than the robot, but retains Too many human biological mimicry designs.

According to this standard, it should be relatively difficult for him to be infected by the sniffer in which the will of the sun is located, because the sniffer is basically ineffective against biological infections. He will directly burn the creatures. It will be destroyed thoroughly during synthesis too! But why is Lin Xinyan still infected? This is a strange question.

Is it… the internal structure of the sniffer? It seems that Scorching Sun has transformed its own organizational structure inside the sniffer… Or that was simply not done by him, but by humans in order to obtain certain information from his modules, perhaps because This change allows the scorching sun to infect a non-standard mechanical lifeform like Lin Xinyan?

In any case, this matter must be prevented. Instinctively, Strogg felt that he had to do this, he wanted to protect Holy Son. From the perspective of his comrades, what should he do too, otherwise Lin Xinyan will be invaded by the scorching sun.

Strogg opened his wings and ran towards the dense fog. Because of his anxiety, the fog could not see his head. He didn’t know whether he was running in the right or wrong direction, plus Questions arose in my mind, and several times I almost ran into those small flying insects trapped in the gelatinous smoke. Tirathmis said that those insects should not be touched. Strogg completely believed that, even if he didn’t believe it, it was not the time to study, but in this way, he was running very differently.

“According to human terms, you are like a headless fly.” Suddenly a voice muttered.

“Who?” Strogg stopped abruptly, surprised. In addition to the Avatar of Tirathemis, Lin Xinyan might be here, and lunatics in the scorching sun must be here. Could anyone else fail?

The voice said dissatisfied: “Ai, the body was given to you, so soon you forgot me?” The voice said this sourly, as if a girl was complaining.

Strogg’s scalp is a little numb. But then divine light flashed: “Fryer?”

“Who else can be but me?” Fryer said.

“Well, don’t make trouble, now is the time to race against time.” Strogg continued running, solemnly said. Fryer waved his hand and Strogue also waved his hand at the same time, slapped his face with a slap on his face: “This body is yours and mine. Am I only going to make trouble?” Strogue didn’t expect Fu at all. Lyle could also control this body. He tilted his head and didn’t control his body shape. He rolled twice in the air, almost overwhelming a larger Flying Insect under his body.

“What are you doing?” Strogg was angry from his heart.

Fryer heartless said: “Look at my control over the body. I finally have hands too, which feels good.”

Probably slap yourself in the mechanical lifeform. He also said that it feels good, he is Number One Person.

“His Royal Son is the only one to go, so stop making trouble!” Strogg shouted.

Fryer didn’t care about Strogue’s attitude, and said in a proud tone: “If you want to be fast, give me control of your body first. I’ll show you what It’s called flying!” He was unambiguous, no more nonsense, he knew about all the things that happened before, as long as he didn’t fall asleep.

This thing seems a little absurd. Give your own body. By the way, this is not Strogg’s body. Is this just a skin that Strogg stolen to another soul? But thinking about it, I feel right. Compared to flying, he is comparable to Fryer, who has hundreds of years of flying experience? If this is the case, it would be better to give him body control. Thinking of this, as soon as Strogg’s consciousness loosened, the control of the body was thrown to Fryer.

“Well, it feels good to have a pair of soft wings, at least, he is much lighter than my original pair of wings!” Fryer flicked his wings and sighed as soon as he took over the control of the body. Strogg hummed: “Can it work? No, I’ll come!”

Strog’s voice hasn’t fallen yet, he suddenly saw a flash, and everything turned into a ray of light in front of him. , This light is the Flying Insect hidden in the smoke.

Suddenly things stopped in front of him, Strogg switched from a state of extreme motion to a stopped state, and then another deflection, he galloped away in the other direction, the smoke rolled out a tornado on the spot, and then slowly disappear. During the change of influence, Fryer unexpectedly made five turns, passing quickly in five different directions. Then in a dizziness, Strogg stopped and settled, seeing the Flying Insect that he was about to suppress just now. The Flying Insect is relatively large and very easy to recognize.

The whole process takes a very short time, and when passing through those smoke clusters, Fryer is far from being able to control the flexibility of the body and wings. Every small flying insect is very Was carefully bypassed.

“Before flying, you need to locate the navigation first. You don’t seem to know this.” Fryer said. Strogg did not speak to express his dissatisfaction.

“Well, this body looks very good,” Fryer commented, “This space is now smoky, and the only way to judge the direction is the direction of the scorching sun. I was just exploring The five points are actually determining the direction of the scorching sun. No matter what it is, it must move forward or spread from the direction of high concentration to the direction of low concentration. The scorching sun will evolve itself into thousands of small flying insects. We can’t escape this logic, so the direction we are heading should be this direction!”

Fryer pointed to the upper right position, and then galloped in that direction.

Because the space in the sniffer is full of smoke, it is impossible to judge the distance traveled at all, and time is not normal time after being disturbed by Tirathemis, so Strogg has no way of judging The specific circumstances of moving forward in the end.

The only thing that can be determined is that the Flying Insect drawn into the light seems to be less and less.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and at a certain point in time, Fryer pierced through the dense fog and entered into a gray and black void!

At the top of the void is a round of flesh-colored “sun” that does not know how far away, some visible flesh-colored rays of light extend from there, and the ribbon stretches not far in front of it, it seems that it is enough to reach out Got it.

Strogg knows that this is an illusion. The space is scaled and scaled. If the distance that has been flown is not far, then these things are probably in front of him, but they all fly too far. Somewhat numb, how can the distance be close?

Looking back, the smoke behind him was like a sea of ​​clouds. There were countless points of light embedded in the sea of ​​clouds. They were tumbling upwards. While they wrestled, they were also struggling towards the flesh-colored “sun”.

And apart from this, there will be a silver rays of light flashing down from the sky, and one end will be plunged into the sea of ​​clouds, arousing monstrous clouds and waves, and every time it will be generated in the sea of ​​clouds A huge globular cluster of stars collided with the silver awn that pierced the sky. As a result of the two collisions, they destroyed each other. This time they exploded clusters of purple rays of light and then disappeared in the sky.

“Strogg! I’m up to you now!” Fryer suddenly stopped flying, pointing to a huge cloud fist rising in the clouds and calling out to Strogg . The starlight of that fist was dazzling, and it swung from the side swiftly. If Fryer didn’t stop, he would strike the fist without any suspense.