Chapter 103: Shadows in the sunset 1

The "Federation of Mein" Freira's eyes finally changed.
Not because of others, but because it is too far.
From Barcelona to the Federation of Mearn, the plane also took half a day to fly.
After being silent for a while, the girl accepted it.
"I see. I'll transfer the money into federal currency and call you."
"Good. Then, I will teach you the first lesson first." Wang Yiyang pointed at the pavement of the park.
"Run up, run around the park and see how many laps you can run."
Freila stunned.
Tell her to run in the park at three in the morning? Or long-distance running?
But she remembered again the vague memory she had just seen. So he gritted his teeth and said nothing, and ran away.
Wang Yiyang watched her run along the street lights, took out her phone and watched the time.
When Freila was completely gone, he took out another special mobile phone from his pocket.
This phone is different from others. It is a special section for contacting avatars.
Open the phone and read the message.
"How is the situation in the country?" He asked suddenly.
"Still stalemate, Level 7 didn't do anything, but it's fast." Zhong Silk appeared abruptly behind him, and answered lowly.
"Have all the people of Shen Yunxin appeared?" Wang Yiyang asked. Before leaving, he had announced the location of the meeting. Universal Penang Hotel, the highest hotel in downtown Nelson.
Bell silkworm was silent.
"It can only be found that a large number of unknown people are heading to Nelson to gather."
He originally thought he knew all the forces and forces of Wang Yiyang. It wasn't until recently that I suddenly learned that Shen Shen's heart existed.
At that moment, his original image of the boss became even more mysterious.
He thought of the kind of hypnosis that Wang Yiyang had seen before. Obviously, Wang Yiyang and Shen Zhixin, the mysterious and large hypnotist organization, are inextricably linked.
As for the connection, he still does not know.
But this does not prevent him from becoming more awed by Wang Yiyang.
"Don't worry, I have nothing to do with Shen Zhixin, just one of the ordinary members." Wang Yiyang saw Zhong Silkworm's thoughts and comforted.
"If you have other identities and troubles, please let us know in advance, and we can prepare early." Zhong Silk murmured.
He is not afraid of death. He is afraid of death inexplicably, and he cannot see the end of the martial arts breakthrough before his death.
Now K crystal potion and radiation instrument stack, let him vaguely see further hope.
So he can die at any time, but now he doesn't want to.
"No. Rest assured. Absolutely no longer." Wang Yiyang said calmly.
"Okay." Zhong Silkworm slowly retreated, hiding in the dark, and continued to protect silently.
Fortunately, the safety of this art park is really good. Soon Frera trot from behind.
She has run a lap.
The girl was sweaty and obviously did not exercise much on weekdays. But her eyes were still firm, this was the best seed for learning hypnosis.
"Continue, run till you can't move." Wang Yiyang let go of the road and sat down on the stone bench under the street lamp. ::
He tilted his legs and raised his watch to watch the next lap.
This is not because he deliberately tossed Freila, but the special hypnosis created by Roy also has steps to improve his physical fitness.
A strong body can support a strong spirit and will.
Otherwise, the practice of hypnosis is an overdraft, and the body will die.
And now, he is trying to figure out the endurance limit.
Freila said nothing, and continued to run around.
But unfortunately, before the third lap, before half time, her legs were soft, her calves were cramped, and she fell to the ground.
She was pale, her chest was breathing tight, and her eyes were flowering. Feeling cold sweat all over.
Her ears also started to tinnitus. Hold your hands on the ground as if not your own. No ground touch.
Obviously the ground should be cold at this time.
Wang Yiyang came to her.
"Excessive exercise." He looked at his watch. "Physical fitness is too bad. Need to strengthen. Otherwise you can do nothing."
"How to strengthen it?" Freila asked, panting her head.
"Run first, run around here every day, don't count the number of laps, you can sweat slightly every time you run. The speed can't be too fast. Keep a lap for about nine minutes." Wang Yiyang calculated and gave the time .
"What if I run too slowly and can't sweat?"
"Then run until you sweat." Wang Yiyang said casually. "Let's go. It's too late now, it's time to go back to sleep."
"Teacher, when are you leaving?" Freila asked suddenly. She knows that Wang Yiyang is a tourist visa, and he is here to act with the group.
This information had been checked out by her family when she was just running.
"I will stay here for the rest of my visa time. Until I lay the groundwork for you," Wang Yiyang said casually. Tourism is just a pastime to pass the time, but completing identity tasks is the first priority.
So he planned to leave the group alone and spend all the rest of his time in this city.
In more than ten days, she laid a good foundation for Freila.
Freila nodded suddenly and suddenly.
"Thank you, teacher."
Mine Commonwealth, blog Connor. Night, 11:56.
The mist filled the night, and Nelson was shrouded all night.
Either the headlights, the billboards, or the colored light beams flying from the drone, a huge star image projected from the air.
All the lights and shadows are blurred by the hazy mist and become psychedelic and void.
Huh!
Suddenly, in the sky at night, a hawk-like fighter jet blended with the night, carrying a high-energy incendiary bomb, flew straight towards the large wasteland to the west of the city.
The city of Nelson is surrounded by mountains on three sides, but the west is a vast wilderness. There used to be more than a hundred years ago, still a large area of ​​farmland.
It was not until later that when the output of farmland increased significantly that so much food was needed to produce the entire federation, there was no need for so much farmland.
So it was deserted into a wasteland.
At this moment, the wasteland is being blocked by the military, and in the name of joint military exercises, no civilians are approached.
On the withering yellow wasteland, behind the rolling hills, large swarms of soul-stirring are being taught to the living.
They went on and on, without consciousness. Constantly being hit by the dense bullets coming forward.
But they didn't fear, they didn't flinch, they just rushed forward.
From time to time, groups of fighters projected the next high-energy incendiary bomb.
After the violent explosion, a large amount of oxygen was burned. But a large number of flames had just risen, and the large black ash spilled from the soul-stealing party extinguished.
The soul-stealers were all skinny, wearing large black funny robes, and carrying black pockets of various sizes in their hands.
Those black and gray are what they felt out of their pockets.
These believers are extremely fast. Occasionally from the arms exposed from their sleeves, they can see that their hands do not have much flesh at all and are constructed of pure machinery.
Machinery and metal are twisted and twisted with flesh and blood, glowing red and dry.
"Offensive, offensive, offensive!" The black cloak slowly emerged from the fog behind the Reaping Souls.
They were holding various weapons, and there was a constant buzzing sound under their feet.
They are the most elite main force of the entire soul hunting religion, and they are also the enchanting core soldiers who rely on the core troops to break through the states.
"kill!"
The speed of the enchanting army is almost several times that of other soul-stealers. After a few times, they later took over, rushed into the position, and rushed to the opposite army.
At the same time, a figure wearing a long black robe lifted off from the rear of the Soul Cult. Fly straight towards Nelson.
"Since it's here, what are you hiding out of? Crocker, Rufa!"
The figure of the black robe lifted his arm, and the robe scattered and torn, revealing his true colors.
It is a burly bald with dark skin.
He had a hard metallic luster all over his body. Seems the same as human skin, but the intensity is quite different.
And his right arm, which has been transformed into a dark, sharp silver tentacle, is constantly twisting and wriggling.
"Get out! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
The bald man grinned.
Opposite him, two military figures were slowly lifted into the air over the army.
A man wearing a white military uniform with a golden star shining on his shoulders. Hair mustaches are like spikes. Be at least 50 years old.
The other man was wearing a silver suit with a huge sickle in his hand and a white blindfold on his face, and one eye seemed blind.
The two were Major General Kcroft from the Federal Army, and Rufa from the US Star Group.
Both were truly battle-fighting, Level 7 completely transformed people.
"Dread, you shouldn't be here," Kcroft said solemnly. "You should know that even if you have the biggest advantage, there will be only one ending in the end."
Luffa squinted at Kcroft. As a seventh-level breakthrough later, he was obviously not as knowledgeable as the major general.
He turned his attention to the opposite side, and the Lord of Souls feared that Pakistan faced this almost provocative utterance, but did not mean to refute it at all.
"Ending? I can only end if you play too much, otherwise, I will die!"
A large blue flame spewed from behind Dioba.
The huge propulsive force drove him across the battlefield and rushed to Kcroft and Rufa.
Rockets and armor-piercing bombs flying in the sky hit half a meter in front of him, and they were steadily blocked by an invisible barrier, without any damage.
He raised his arm, and the numerous silver tentacles transformed into jagged blades quickly slid and cut. Two people chopped into the air.
"kill!"
Keklov and Rufa were not resigned. One waved the sickle, and the other backed up and raised the gun, while meeting the opponent.
A transparent, all-around barrier emerged from all three.
That is the absolute barrier of interference that belongs to the seventh-class powerhouse.
This is a powerful barrier immune to all damage below Level 5. At the same time, it is also the fundamental dependence of the seventh level to truly deviate from the general transformation.
"Interfering with the absolute barrier will prevent the seventh-level strongman from being locked by any known instruments and be immune to all attacks except nuclear bombs. Only interference that also interferes with the absolute barrier can offset this barrier.
As far away as Roland in Baseh, Wang Yiyang got up and was watching the battlefield video transmitted from Mister's private satellite leisurely.
The seventh-level battle, but very difficult to get valuable information.
This is crucial for him to measure the specific damage and strength of the seventh level.