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Chapter 697:So-called No Magic Change, No Different People

It is the perfect masterpiece of heaven, and as long as she has gained her strength, it is easy to destroy the world.

Such a existence, by the virtual yuan and Westcot joint efforts, tried many ways, exhausted all the intrigue, finally found her soft ribs, the suppression of the snow.

But now, is West Scott going to let her out?

The face of disapproval.

“Although you don’t know what kind of scene you saw, you don’t forget that disaster thirty years ago.Do you want to experience it again?”

Westcot was silent for a moment, but suddenly he laughed.

“Of course I haven’t forgotten.But it was only she who could fight that person."

He looked at the Anzhe, who was crushing the five replicants, and spoke softly, but in his tone he could not stop with a hint of expectation.

There is one thing he did not tell the fictitious, that is the disaster or something, but he is the most willing to see the people!

Every time he remembered the witherting curtain of that life, he trembled with excitement!

What a happy scene that was!

The fictitious Weisault's idea is unclear, but in essence he is the same as that of Westcote, that is, the nerves are full of crazy factors.

Because of the almost unrivalled crushing power of Anzhe, he also lost his mind when he felt that his life was threatened.

“Order to unlock the real dream.”In addition, throw all the replicants into the battlefield.”

Under the false order, the researchers in the base have a hint of hesitation, and the long-term experiments have made them deeply understand what kind of existence is trapped in the real dream.

Five Pings on the side of the shirt has not understood what they are saying, but without guessing, you can think that it must not be a good thing.But at this time he had been covered his mouth, and the whole person was bound up strictly and strictly, and he could only watch the vice president doing nothing wrong there.

In the end, the process of unblocking began.

At the bottom of the base is a room.

The room is haunted by countless dream colors, and in the central area, a body of an inchless woman is suspended there, a nearly illusory silk is connected to her body, the light flowing on it, as if there is energy being constantly transmitted.

The woman's mouth with a smile, seems to be immersed in a beautiful dream.

Collapsed...

The subtle soft noise sounded, and these silk threads began to collapse, and the real dream junction caused by Westcot and the countless hearts of the virtual yuan was silently untied, and the silk thread slowly melted.

The woman's body floating in the air could not help but tremble, it seemed that the eyes that had not been opened for a long time could not be grasped, the eyebrows wrinkled, and a hint of panic emerged subconsciously.

The fictitious Yuan stood on the commando, looking heavy.

"The dream is unlocking takes time, and the dream is forcibly lifted, the illusory dream is broken, and the stimulation of her will be great, and we are now on the verge of life and death."

“It doesn’t matter, stop the man first.”Also, the nightmare came in and allowed the army of replicants to delay.”Viskot wasn’t worried, just watching Ange in the light curtain fight the replicants.

Outside the base, Anzhe's heart did not have a warning, but in his induction, there was nothing around that could threaten him.

The eyebrows can't be easily tightened, and now he is okay, then there is danger.

Is he crazy, is he crazy?

From the time she left, I didn't know where to run, and it wouldn't be alone in the base...

Thinking in his heart, Anzhe disappeared in the same place, and when he appeared again, he had reached a replicant behind, and a wreath of her was thrown into her body, and bombarded it into the ground.

At this time, a large number of figures flew out of the base, the fifth and sixth orders, although there are men and women, but can find the same appearance of people.

They are all replicants.

Crooked head, is it up to the number of people to delay time?

Are you already poor?

Shaking his head, in front of the seventh order, the fifth and sixth steps are useless.

He then waved and returned the magic of a seventh-order replicant with a full counterattack.

The magic explosion, the impact of the lifting directly will be a dozen sixth-order replicants to fly out, a scar on the alloy building.

“The resistance...”

Looking at the seven-stage replicants of the scars, An Zhe murmured cold eyes, and the broken sword condensed in his hand shone brightly.

Revenge to fight back!

In the previous battle, he deliberately accumulated a lot of strength, at this time, a sharp energy fluctuation almost turned into substance!

Countless replicants shouted in horror, and their bodies were so out of the air in the energy bombarded by Anzhe, they melted away in such a way out of thin air.

Five seventh-order replicants, also three dead and two seriously injured in this hit, no longer have the strength to fight again.

The broken sword disappeared, and Anzhe ignored the two replicants who had been missing limbs and legs, and a black trench coat floated slightly, and kicked open the already shaky alloy door.

...

In the base, a gunshot sounded, a soft figure fell down, in front of her, a fiery red spirit dressed in a girl holding a short gun, a calm face.

Shirazaki has killed no less than two hundred replicants, and behind her there is a place where the bodies of replicants are left, and the blood is gathered into pieces.

Walking in the pool of blood, Shizaki went all the way, ignoring the monitoring on the passage.

Even if you know that the behind-the-scenes messenger is looking at yourself, but the Shirazaki did not want to pay attention to it at all, and has been moving toward the depths of the earth.

She felt that there was an unusually terrible breath of resuscitation!

At the same time, the breath also took a smear of familiarity, making her very painful, and it seemed that there was some memory to emerge in her mind.

Shisaki couldn't help but frowns, her memory was vacant, something she had always known, because she had never remembered the appearance of the elves.

Even if some of the memories were recovered through the Bullet of Ten, only the memory of her being deceived by the original elves, but that figure has always been vague.

This is something she never told Anzhe, and Anzhe always thought that Shirazaki knew who the first elves were.

Even if Anzhe has been reminding himself not to be swayed by his own memory, in some uncritical places, Anzhe will always subconsciously, rely on his own prophetic memory to find clues, so this point is also omitted.

And this is the reason why Shizaki Madan 3 is always looking for the first elves, think of her appearance, she can launch twelve bullets back to the past, to kill the original elves.

Otherwise, blindly going back to the past, trying to find the first elves in the vast sea of people is undoubtedly a needle in the haystack, and she can not stay in the "past" for a long time.

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(A slight magic change, just as the so-called, no magic change different people, um... not Lu Xun said.))

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