The realistic skin was quickly slapped by Hei Luobo. The clues of the black hand behind the city of Gayi can be eliminated, and the clues behind the scenes of the motivation are interrupted again. The reason is also simple, and the priority of the conceptual characteristics allows Hei Luobo to find a clue that can be tracked. It is not that there are no clues, but that the clues are not as frustrated and not left. When the intangible hand of Hei Luobo's thinking touches it, those information is like a living creature, leaving only faintly, and it looks like real. The abstract feeling is crazy. No matter how straight the point is, the more you think about it and focus on it, the more chaotic, more blurred, and easier to be forgotten. But you ca n’t worry about it, causing your memory or comparative analysis. After confirming that the road was not connected, Hei Luobo's victory was completely stimulated. As an extraordinary person who is accustomed to bullshit priority brought by the seat, Hei Luobo is very clear that this advantage is not universal. Especially this time the opponent's random application of information existential operation, the conditions for exhibitions are harsh, The price is huge.
The difficulty is like stealing the thief into the room. I don't want the homeowner to find that he has come. One of them has stayed for a few hours and the other stays for seven days. Behind the scenes of the concept of black hand blessing on blood therapy, it is like a few hours entering the room. Through prerequisites such as contracts, mechanisms, etc., the effect of bulls is achieved. The traces of the hacking hands behind the scenes cannot be so bullish at any time, any angle, or any place. Unless the concept of the laws controlled by the other party is historical correction. However, historical amendments are essentially a compound law set. It is like a person's immune system. The most representative working unit is white blood cells, but it can actually be subdivided, including lymphocytes, dendritic cells, granulocytes, granulocytes, , Hypertrophic cells, etc., and each one corresponds to a system, coupled with the prerequisites for the birth of these cells, is one of the functions of a large -scale system. From this perspective, he could not even use the concept of historical amendments to the concept of historical revision, and then misleaded with white gloves and vests in order to hide his own time and space nodes. What is the fact that the facts exist, why is the black hand behind this scene? Therefore, Hei Luobo believes that the ability to dismantle the black hands behind the scenes is not a fissure egg shell, but a shield that is difficult to adjust the position. It is difficult to break from the front attempt. Later, there is another situation. The side and back of blood therapy are its same clan, and early history. What? This blood is the last Mosesan, and could not be verified in the early history? Hei Luobo felt that it was so wrong. Blood therapy was just an angle of the son of the night, as well as other angles, such as the perspective of the elf, the perspective of the square. Even in this era, the relevant information has become the river and sand of the rivers of time, but if it traces the source and inspects it? So he quickly went to Magic Taoyuan and retrieved the elven nirvana information stored there. This nirvana from the Grandpa Veralian, in addition to human bags, a deep sleep cabin (guarding young civilization), and an information database used to survive, and The extraordinary automation system for gestational embryos. There is no way for these things to bring to the river of time in the body. It can only be stored in the method of sealing the cellar, that is, the "time and egg" in modern people's cognition, waiting to see the opening or automatic activation of the key person who holds or automatically activate the key person's opening or automatic activation The arrival at all times. Based on this, Hei Luobo threw it into the dark hell -based high -wall courtyard magic domain Taoyuan. After all, dark hell can be understood from a certain perspective as a tumor hanging on the main material plane, which is better than those half places than those half positions. High -level face, but the independence is relatively limited. After all, hell exists on the inner level. In the inner layer and outer level, it can be called a basically complete dimension. The main sign is that there is a complete closed loop, unlike the shadow plane, and when walking, there is a sense of vision. It seems that the environment there has not been completely generated, and it is still under construction. In addition, information is also quality, because the existence of information needs a carrier. The higher the information carrier of the volume, the higher the specificity of its itself, and the higher the cost of generating and maintaining the material. In addition, from the perspective of the law, information is the breeding bed for breeding rules.
Therefore, taking away a lot of information is like shovel away a piece of turf. Naturally, there is weight and influence. For him, the information in this interest library is not as much as possible. There are some more information, some can be sealed, and some do not need to understand at all. They are temporarily grasped and they must be deleted afterwards. Just like now, retrieval the memory of the elves's blood therapy. After all, during the peak of the elves, the spirit of all things was also the main smart population of this world. It is just that as a longevity species, it is far from the number of humans, nor does it have an urgent need as humans. The use of homemade search engines really made him find what he wanted. Specifically, the elves encountered the elves in the pioneering period, and the sons of the night encountered and had a mortal area, time, and related intelligence summary. Then there is traceability. Touring the source is actually easier than smooth flow, because in the future, for the present, it only rely on the present, the estimation of the inertial logic, and the traceability can be rely on. It is equivalent to locking the result. Then in terms of possibilities, it is not as uncertain as going to the future. In the hands of Hei Luobo, there is exactly such a living fossil, blood therapy body. With the pushing of the time backflow of time, the traceable route can be drawn. With the route, it is easier to travel. Moreover, the flesh -and -blood cloning body cultivated by its body as a raft can reduce consumption and increase the success rate. Using Newton's third law, constantly abandoning the characteristics of the current era, obtaining reaction force, just like the ice cubes melt in the heat flow, the melting water is discharged, and then it moves it. When the designated space -time node is specified, the remaining parts are completely detonated, so that the soul projection is squeezed into the real dimension from the river of the years and seized the information to obtain information. After the completion, the postman boat that is also coming from the route is approaching, and the packed information is sent to loading the ship. The soul projection can end itself, saving the expensive expenses that re -enter the river of time. The method steps are granted, and the next step is to implement the landing. This is more time -consuming. So in the next period of time, Hei Luobo focused on engaging in his "small goal", and his attention to Anka declined significantly. Anka did not stay in the secret library and even the Wang family library for a long time, not more than 48 hours. The main reason is that she chose a book, completely intuitive, and it was very picky in itself. She looked more picky. It can be said that even if she was selected, she only grasped the essence, and the rest of the part passed. In this way, she will not be tired of the huge space. Moreover, after all, she is already a legendary extraordinary person, with energy, thinking speed and efficiency, and intellectual development. Compared with the past, she has a tremendous improvement. This makes her understanding ability and the efficiency of absorbing knowledge. Another one is that she actually has many practices, and what is missing is theory. And this wave of reading to absorb knowledge is very good to supplement the theory, allowing her to connect with her practice, knowing the pros and cons of those behaviors, and the ins and outs of many problems. Therefore, this wave is wisdom +5, not the intellectual attribute of DND. Even from the second F mouth, after all, the internal change of the general level will not notice the significant difference. After reading and reading, Anka Mali carried the first -class wild depository of the royal family, Start a trip deep in the desert. On the fourth day, Anka's deer skin boots were trapped into the quicksand.
The last wind eroded rock tower under the Gayo royal family has disappeared at the horizon. At this moment, she stopped in the middle of the dry ancient river bed, and the left finger stabbed the palm leaf fossils embedded in the rock layer. From Hao Miao Lake to Guanglin, it does not suddenly become like this at once. And this has left many ancient heritage for this. Some are very interesting, some are full of reveries, and some are dangerous and fatal. For example, in the early morning of about two hours ago, she was stunned by a poisonous scorpion, and her right -foot ankle was still bleeding. It is dominant to be imagined. To be honest, this is the first time she has almost been turned over. Impression is not deep. Of course, there are also gains. Unknown poisonous scorpion depends on the dimension, bypassing the magic item level of camp protection and early warning functions, ride her face directly, and she comes before she sleeps. And this dimension coordinates were mastered by the death of the poisonous scorpion. At present, one of the light servants of energy state has been controlled by parasitic to enter the poisonous scorpion body, and the power of life is completely activated with the power of life. As a result, the poisonous scorpion became a key for her to turn on the dimension. She used the new knowledge she had in reading, and her ability to create abilities to establish a dimension warehouse. Now, she no longer has to carry a large and small bag like a beast. The feeling of becoming a high -end feeling made her feel good. At noon that day, she encountered again, "Super Poisonous Sun". This is of course her name, which is essentially regional environmental abnormalities. The sun became a hot fireball. Even if she shook the silver silk lining of the sunscreen cloak, the skin that could still penetrate the woven fabric and licked the ground. This is a magic item. Time plus the desert hunter who sent the desert to investigate the situation, for fear of half, it was baked to death by this super poisonous sun that continued to be bullish for three hours. After all, she is a legend, and her constitution is very high. She simply carries the poisonous sun by hard fit. It still feels difficult and difficult, but it is conceived what the extraordinary overshide feels. In fact, there are some disadvantages of details, such as the compass to rotate wildly in special magnetic storms, and the distorted air blurred the horizon, making it difficult for people to choose the original reference discrimination direction. It can only be said that TMD is bad. Anka did not have the power to open. After all, the law is consumed. Especially when using the power of the law of not being performed, the consumption is like resisting the cold with severe exercise instead of using fire instead of fire. Fortunately, although her means is not rich enough, it is cost -effective. The wings of light whiskers spread out, and the gravel that had been burned into tiny glass beads formed a frosted glass curtain with the wings of light whiskers as the frame. After the sunlight passed through the curtain, most of it was absorbed by the wings of light whiskers. To put it bluntly, this curtain is a supernatural power converter regulated by the wings of light whiskers. The magic version of solar panels was made in this way. In the afternoon, when the lead-gray cloud wall rose on the back of the sand dunes, she smelled the stench of blasphemy. This is also the welfare and responsibility of the nature-lovers. They are very sensitive to the existence of blasphemy against nature, and there is no way to compromise. There are evil things hidden in the sandstorm, but it is not clear what they are. When the normal vision was completely affected by the sand and dust, the evil things launched an attack. The first to pounce was the sand bat with degenerated eyeballs, and asphalt-like mucus dripped from the edge of the wing membrane. Anika swung the sword, but the feeling of the blade cutting flesh and blood turned into a mirage of sand flowing into the sandstorm. The idea was really good. It was just that the murderous intent was a bit strong, so Anika could still use another set of methods to find the enemy.
Therefore, the contest between the two sides can be described as mutual deception. When three corrupted sand scorpions suddenly jumped out from her shadow, and their tails glowed with dark green phosphorescence and stabbed her, the light ball of natural holy power appeared in her palm and exploded, and the scorpion shells blown away by the air wave collided with metallic vibrations in the sandstorm. She also wanted to use more targeted means, but she couldn't. She couldn't grasp the real source of damage in time, so she used range attacks. Use the false misleading to lure out the enemy hiding in the dark, use the range counterattack to repel it, and then, the knife fell... After nightfall, the cold moon froze the sand sea into a pale sea of bones. The servants of the Holy Power turned into a group of fireflies floating around the tent, and the milky white holy halo reflected the bulge under the sand surface. But ten meters away from the tent, the color of the light was distorted, and the dark green color seemed to be the ghost fire of the underworld. At midnight, the obsidian spires emerged silently from the void, and the etched inscriptions flowed with asphalt-like liquid. It was very similar to the extraordinary characteristics described by the fantasy of the poisonous scorpion in the afternoon sandstorm. This trait does not belong to the poisonous scorpion, but the poisonous scorpion seems to have a little wisdom of pretending, framing, and shirking the blame? Anika felt that the poisonous exhaustion should not be so smart, but who knows. The deeper you go into the desert, the more serious the distortion of the law. Regardless of whether it is evil or not, no one who can survive in this environment for a long time is simple. As for the obelisk group, it is not difficult to guess that it is a dark creation of the King of Destruction. Anika heard some information about the King of Destruction from Hei Luobo. The King of Destruction is different from her, who is a child of destiny with a clean background and started as a rookie. The King of Destruction is a latecomer, who started with art and was the best in the world. Whether it is a saint or a sanctuary, Hei Luobo does not know, but he knows that the other party is in this echelon, and has amazing talent and outstanding talent. And for those who already have a technical system, after becoming a qualified person of the King of Destruction, their technical system will also be blackened and distorted. Therefore, Anika is not surprised by this dark side evil with its own unique style. The obsidian formation gradually solidified and merged with the sand dunes, like a large haunted house in the wilderness, waiting for people with real courage to step in. So does Anika have the courage to go to the tiger mountain even though she knows there is a tiger in the mountain? Of course she does. This is not only because of stupidity, but also to forge an undefeated heart that dares to face it. Of course, she is not without any small calculations. For example, she released three light servants to explore the way, but the moment they stepped into the monument formation, they saw it being twisted and growing a jackal head and a scorpion tail. The power of the law, the power of the domain, that's right. But she still strode into it. The attack soon came, still from the sand under her feet that was stained with the evil power of asphalt. The sand layer suddenly collapsed into a vortex, and six evil desert giant lizards broke out of the ground - their scales grew into their flesh, and worms parasitized in their festering eye sockets. "That's it?" Anika felt that the other party didn't take her seriously. The strange knife in her hand was inserted into the sand, triggering a holy power shock wave, and the lizard group exploded into a blood mist in the golden ripples. New feedback was also given soon, and a deeper vibration came from the bottom of the sand, as if some kind of huge existence like a mountain was preparing to float up.
"Giant sandworm? Don't you want the magic circle of this obelisk?" Anika was puzzled. The answer came quickly. The magic circle was needed, but it was just in a different form. When the giant monster jumped out of the sand sea like a killer whale rushing out of the sea, the obelisk system turned into an alternative armor and was draped on the giant monster. Obviously, this giant monster was originally a war beast that was tamed by it. The obelisk array played a coordinate effect, allowing it to sneak from the sand to arrive efficiently. There is nothing to say, just fight! Anika is not afraid of giants. The damage effect that this kind of enemy can cause is far inferior to the comprehensive pressure effect caused by a group fight. What, powerful, as long as it hits, it's dead? This "as long as" is used well. What Anika lacks the least is the calm response and flirtatious positioning ability under extreme conditions. So, if there is no hit, what's the point of hitting with power? Besides, she has the wings of light whiskers. Don't think that she can't fly just because she looks like two bunches of water grass. She can definitely fly, and she's very agile and fast. This makes it easy for Anika to hover in the air. Then she hits the low with a high attack, just like hitting a fool- On the sixth night, it was clear, and Anika saw the outline of Shibam under the bright moonlight. The bare rock mountains were like the broken finger bones of a giant god, half covering the ruins. Under the moonlight, the angular rocks were slowly moving, like a living maze. The underground river that once nourished the oasis now made strange sounds in the depths of the dry riverbed - some kind of viscous liquid was replacing the water flow. The degree of darkness and evil here has reached a new height. Anika's well-trained heart couldn't help but worry, and she didn't dare to sleep normally. And when it was the darkest moment before dawn, the last obstacle test came. The shadow of the city of Gaim emerged on the sand dunes, and the aroma of baked naan and children's laughter were clearly audible. She stared at the girl in the illusion who handed her the water bag. The night sand grass juice between her fingernails was too real. When the sword pierced the girl's chest, the entire illusion city-state shrank into a black scale. The sand snake's fangs were only half an inch away from her throat. This little thing was a level stronger than the scorpion she had encountered before. Even if she was awake and in good condition, she could attack at any time, but she would still be hit if she hesitated for a moment. There was really no time to lose. This simple and efficient attack was really sharp, much more terrifying than that big sand monster, but she was still the final winner. She passed the test. When the light whisker wings cut off the snake's head, the rising sun just passed the highest peak of the Bare Stone Mountains. The weathered temple pillars appeared from the cracks in the mountain, and the oozing out of the cracks was no longer a clear spring, but a bubbling scarlet slurry. Anika crushed a camel thorn fossil and heard the echo from the ground like the friction of billions of teeth. So she thought of the scene of stacked bones, as if she was walking on the road of bones. Shibam, the legendary city of treasure, now seems more like the city of the dead, the exclusive hell of the desert Gobi region