Chapter 1070 A place where I left on a certain day, a certain month, a certain year
Yi Lin quickly dug out the memories that he had almost forgotten in the corner.
This is Mo Ren’s training room!
In the capital!
In Molly's lab!
This is...the past!
Has he gone back in time?
No!
Yi Lin suddenly realized that this was... something that happened back then!
Back then, he used "Pan Zhengyi's" head for experiments...er, no, for treatment, trying to develop the stimulation ability of "Thinking Acupuncture" in advance. After confirming that Pan Zhengyi's treatment was effective, Yi Lin tried to prick his own head.
One stitch.
Of course, this ability has now been eliminated.
But Yi Lin still doesn't know what happened during the period when he was "lost".
turn out to be,
During the short period of time when he stimulated his brain and lost his memory, he encountered an "undead invasion"!
He was possessed by his own "undead"!
Why?
"What year and month is it now?"
Yi Lin quickly shook Pan Zhengyi's stick and asked.
"Hey hey hey..."
As soon as she asked this question, Yi Lin regretted it.
If Pan Zhengyi could answer questions normally, he would no longer be Pan Zhengyi.
Pan Zhengyi smiled breathlessly. He let Yi Lin pull off the stick, then raised his palms up and began to count down.
"ten,"
"Nine,"
"eight,"
grass!
Pan Zhengyi means, you still have ten seconds?
What can you do in ten seconds?
wrong.
This is the past that has happened, so Yi Lin should recall what he left behind here, at this moment, in front of Pan Zhengyi!
Square and circle?
By the way, he left "square" and "circle" in his notebook afterwards!
Later, Pan Xiaozheng told him clearly that he wrote it himself!
Square and circle?
"Fang Yuan" is just a symbol, it has no meaning in itself. The point is, what is the deep meaning contained in "Fang Yuan".
Pan Zhengyi is still counting down...
"five,"
"Four,"
Yi Lin's palms were covered in cold sweat.
"three,"
Pan Zhengyi counted down to "three".
suddenly.
Pan Zhengyi raised his head, paused for a moment, and his expression changed.
"Jiejiejiejie——"
A strange smile appeared on Pan Zhengyi's face.
A voice sounded behind Yi Lin.
"Yi Lin" lowered his head and lost consciousness.
A hand came from behind Yi Lin and gently pressed on the white paper with "coordinates" printed on it.
…
"Pan Zhengyi."
"Hey! Goodbye, boy!"
"?"
"Ah, you are gone."
…
【Sizzling...】
【Sizzling...】
【Sizzling...】
…
Yi Lin opened her eyes again.
He returned to hell.
The short ten seconds of "traveling through the past" were like an illusion to Yi Lin.
On the collapsed ninth floor, in the cracks, there were twisted limbs and ferocious faces, boiling in dark rotten water.
They struggled and scrambled to climb out of the abyss, eager to see the light again.
Yi Lin recognized all the faces.
There is Lu Hou with a broken armor and a ferocious face,
There was Xu Jingjing who broke his long bow,
There is Li Changge who is no longer handsome,
They died and turned into ghosts, cursing everything in front of them.
"It's time to end."
Orange fire splashed in the sky, and a huge "circle" was forming.
Someone has interpreted the coordinates he left behind and is invading this space!
"time is limited!"
The Infinite Throne appears behind Yi Lin.
Seeing the "throne" behind Yi Lin, uncontrollable desire appeared on every face of Barthelmelo Ball.
He is a magician.
The desire for truth is the magician's instinct.
The moment the Infinite Throne appeared behind Yi Lin, Barthemero clearly felt a strong impulse in the fluctuations of the throne, an impulse to snatch the throne!
"I don't deny the 'compatibility' that the muscular man said."
Yi Lin stepped forward step by step, his figure shrouded in scarlet blood. The path he walked along trailed a long line of blood, making his walking posture look like a blood-stained meteor.
Countless green magic eyes emitted laser-like light. At this moment, Bartholomew looked like a rotating ball of light in a ballroom, which was particularly cool.
Green rays of light fell on Yi Lin, but to Bartholomew's surprise, the scene of "depriving the future" that he expected did not appear. Yi Lin's existence was like a pure black hole, absorbing all the light.
Almost exhausted.
Rumble, rumble!
"Add a little bit of 'Annihilation'..." Yi Lin's fist was covered with a light layer of ash. It seemed that this move was ordinary and no big deal. But it was this ordinary punch that made Ba
Sermelo's whole ball was trembling, and he kept retreating as he trembled.
"Without the aura of 'candidate knight', you are just a clock tower monarch magician, and unfortunately you are..."
Yi Lin's fist penetrated the magic eye. In an instant, the huge flesh ball first expanded, and then retracted violently. In Yi Lin's fist, it shrank into an extremely small dot, and finally disappeared, not even a little bit.
No dust is left.
"I once studied at the Clock Tower for a while."
This punch is called "zero"!
With the added "annihilation" effect, the "reason" can be completely cut off - "zero"!
…
The core skill of a magician lies in "hiding".
Once a magician's technique is cracked and loses its "mysterious essence", the magician will be worthless.
Connor is right, there are affinities between people.
Yi Lin and Connor have extremely bad compatibility. Connor has high skills, strong defense and strong will, and his pure melee style gives Yi Lin a headache. On the contrary, the "mystery" of the magician becomes useless in front of Yi Lin, who can interpret the "reason".
Yes, if Bartholomew Dylan still has the bonus of "Alternate Knight", it will also make Yi Lin feel uncomfortable.
But when Miriam officially became a war knight, the aura of "candidate knight" on Bartholomew was recovered, and he was just an ordinary monarch-level magician, nothing more.
Barthemero's magic eye is at least a gold-level magic eye or above. He can unreasonably deprive Yilin of "the future in a few seconds", but to put it bluntly, the future is guided by the "decision of the next second."
Sermelo's magic eye can instantly erase Yilin's thoughts about the "next step", so Yilin was allowed to stand there dumbly and take the beating.
But after interpreting the function of the magic eye, it will not be difficult for Yi Lin to deal with it.
Yi Lin doesn't need to worry about what to do in a few seconds, just one punch. After a few seconds, a few minutes later, even the "future" that Barthelmero can interpret is only one move, so this few seconds will not be enough.
There is no way to take it away.
Severe pain struck from the center of his eyebrows. "Zero" and "One" were both moves that moved forward in an indomitable way. If you can't kill the opponent, you will be killed by the opponent. Don't look at Yi Lin's effortless kill of Bartholomew Dylan, he
It is true that he has the qualifications to become a war knight. He came from another timeline and abandoned the dignity of a magician to become an apostle. He stood out in the cruel undead mission and also became a legendary existence.
Fortunately he is a magician.
Yi Lin has not been good at dealing with extreme melee apostles from the beginning. Whether it is Miriam or Connor, once they get close, even Yi Lin is at risk of being hacked to death by them. As for why he can do it in the first place He wandered around the desert map like a dog for two hours. The reason was simple. From beginning to end, Oda Mai never had any real intention to kill him.
"Xiao Wu..."
Yi Lin endured the discomfort of exhaustion of his spiritual energy. This time, the exhaustion of his spiritual energy would not make him unconscious again. He walked with heavy steps to the body of Oda Mai, and Yi Lin held it tightly. The cold palms that had long lost their blood color repeated the same sentence over and over again: