Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Nine Spirit Shield
As soon as the mental body Nana appeared, Mizaki, who fell into a violent state, immediately felt the dangerous aura keenly.
Although he is now a typical person with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, his instinctive reaction to fighting is still there.
While running wildly, Mizaki suddenly twisted his body and grabbed the ground with his right foot. After leaving a deep mark on the floor, he turned around abruptly.
"This reaction is so fast!"
At the same time, Mizaki had already used his strength to swing his right fist and slammed it towards Nana, shouting vaguely: "Die!"
This punch is so powerful that it makes people look at him!
"Be careful!"
Lucy couldn't help shouting, but it was too late to help.
She couldn't see Nana and thought the punch was aimed at Shana.
"It's really awesome."
Nana watched the fist coming, but she didn't dodge at all: "But you have to be able to hit me."
She slid forward with her fist, and the blood-red sickle slashed down, directly hitting Mizaki's spiritual light ball.
Bang!
Even if it failed, the fist still made a sharp sound, and one can imagine how powerful it was.
But no matter how strong your fist is, what's the use of using it to hit your mental and physical strength...
As Mizaki stretched out his fist, he also realized something was wrong, but the sudden sharp pain in his head made him lose the chance to react immediately.
"ah!"
The mental light group suddenly suffered an impact from an external mental force. Mizaki couldn't help but howled miserably, and his body movements immediately tilted.
The spiritual tentacles that followed him were like a wave, drowning him.
"I'm going to kill you!...Kill you!"
Mizaki's low roars kept coming, and his fierce resistance gave Ling Mo a headache.
If it hadn't been for Nana, he might have been able to rush to Ling Mo.
But there are so many ifs in everything. Jian Qi didn't have a clear understanding of Ling Mo's abilities, and was ambushed by Ling Mo. It would be unlucky.
"I won't say anything! Don't even think about knowing anything! If I die, you won't be able to live! You won't be able to live either!"
Being stimulated like this, Mianqi seemed to wake up a lot, opened his mouth and howled: "Ling Mo! You are looking for death! You are looking for death!"
"It's really annoying." Shana frowned and said.
Li Yalin and Ye Lian also nodded immediately.
The three female zombies glanced at each other, and then silently surrounded them.
As Shana raised her right foot first, the muffled sound of "bang bang" immediately sounded like firecrackers.
"Ling Mo, you...ah! You're a gangster, you're going to die...ah!"
Soon, Mizaki's howling slowly disappeared...
"Don't you think the fighting style is too violent?" Lucy's mouth twitched at the sight.
"This is someone else's territory, so of course we must resolve it quickly," Ling Mo said.
"What if it were another place? Hey, don't turn around. What would you do if it were another place?"
After a few minutes, the three female zombies dispersed.
Mizaki, who was lying in the middle, was as limp as mud, rolling his eyes, and a little blood foam came out of the corner of his mouth, looking very miserable.
Ling Mo clenched his fists and walked slowly to Mizaki.
Mizaki, who was already in a semi-conscious state, was still twitching slightly and his lips were trembling.
"I didn't want to interrogate you at all. You hide so many secrets. You must be deeply impressed by this subconsciously, right?"
Ling Mo smiled slightly, stretched out two spiritual tentacles, and inserted them into Mizaki's spiritual light group.
When Ling Mo's mental energy was consumed a lot, Mian Qi also arched his body suddenly, his eyes suddenly widened, staring at Ling Mo...
"Whether you say it or not, it's not up to you."
Ling Mo looked at him and suddenly increased the output of his mental energy.
Soon, Ling Mo's face turned pale, and he frowned as he accepted the steady stream of information coming from Mizaki's spiritual light group.
Countless light film clips, like projectors, kept flashing in Ling Mo's mind.
"ah!"
When the disaster just broke out, a pale-faced Mizaki ran out of a house crawling...
At this time, Mizaki was just an ordinary survivor...
Like everyone else, he was terrified and spent every day with his heart pounding and screaming. At night, he huddled nervously in the corner with his dirty sheets, staring at all the movements outside with bloodshot eyes.
…
The scene passed quickly...
As his powers awakened, Mizaki began to stand out among a group of survivors and became everyone's hope for survival.
It was also at this time that Mizaki began to feel complacent...
When everyone was thrown into the abyss, only he could climb a little higher and farther away from the abyss...
"Why are there all these memories..."
Ling Mo frowned and looked at Mizaki who was twisting like a maggot, and suddenly became anxious in his heart.
If they were all irrelevant memories, then this battle would be considered a failure.
The origin of the virus, these four words made Ling Mo extremely concerned.
If the origin can be found, whether it is his own evolution, the improvement of the female zombies, or Ye Lian's desire to regain humanity, all can be satisfied...
Taking one step at a time like this, he really felt helpless and unable to find his way.
It was as if he saw a ray of light in his blind struggle. Ling Mo really didn't want to see the opportunity slip away before his eyes.
"Why...why is all this on his mind..."
Ling Mo once again increased the output of his mental energy, and his pupils suddenly shrank...
"Is there a shield? How could this happen?"
This sudden layer of mental shielding enveloped most of Mizaki's mental light.
And Ling Mo can feel that this is not the spiritual energy that belongs to Mian Qi...
"This is……"
He vaguely noticed something abnormal, but at this moment, Mizaki suddenly started struggling crazily.
Within the mental light group, the mental shield also began to squirm.
"Nima!"
This is a mental shock!
This mental shield is sacrificing itself, constantly colliding with the remaining mental light groups, and before they cancel each other out, Ling Mo will soon have nothing to see!
"No matter who you are, grab the victory with me and seek death!"
Ling Mo frowned, and his spiritual tentacles immediately reached over and began to devour the spiritual shield directly.
…
Da da da…
A crisp sound of footsteps sounded in the dark corridor. The figure was shaking a folder in his hand, and his steps seemed a little hurried.
He quickly walked through the long corridor and came directly to the door of a house at the end of the corridor.
As he pushed the door open, his voice also rang: "Mr. Ai, there is movement on No. 0."
"What's wrong?"
A voice came from the shadows inside the house.
"No. 0 suddenly had a violent reaction, but..." The figure's voice suddenly showed a hint of hesitation, "Please read the report first."
"Bring it here."
Inside the house, the sound of flipping through papers soon came.
The person who spoke earlier whispered from the side: "No. 0 did not receive any contact information, but instinctively called the police. It can be concluded that some members have suffered major trauma, and it is also direct and sustained mental damage."
"Who is the injured person?" The voice of the person in the room could not hear any great emotional fluctuations, and he still asked calmly.
"According to feedback from No. 0, he is a level nine member of City F." The person who replied said.
"Level 9...the lowest member? It's a trivial matter, and you won't say anything anyway."
The people in the room seemed a little less interested, and the sound of turning papers also slowed down.
The person who responded was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "The problem is, No. 0 reported that it may be a case of absorption... No. 0 cannot make an accurate judgment on this, but the possibility of intelligence leakage cannot be ruled out.
"
"absorb?"
As soon as the figure finished speaking, he suddenly stood up from the sofa in the room.
"Can't No. 0 stop it?" the person in the room asked.
"It can't be stopped, it's very fast, and the opponent's mental power is very strong." The person who replied said.
"It's actually absorbed..."
The man in the room was very tall. Under the dim light, his expression could not be seen clearly: "Pay close attention to the situation of No. 0!"
"yes."
When the figure walked out of the room, the tall man in the room pushed up his slightly reflective glasses. After a while, he slowly sat back on the sofa.
"Absorb...and be able to resist No. 0...who is he?" (To be continued)