Please fall in love with a dangerous god

In front of the gods, any formation is futile.

Yu Zhehong watched as petal-like ripples emerged from the crack, which shattered like falling stardust.Boyin's light stroke directly cut through at least five barriers, and the clouds and mists in the mountains surged like river water released from the gate.

The outermost barrier is the strongest, but there is nothing left at this moment, and the rest is even less fearful.

Boyin stood on the top of Wangniao's head, surrounded by blue ice crystals, and his holy robe fluttered.He threw several small silver balls from his sleeve.

Those small balls grow when they see the wind, and they swell in a blink of an eye.

Their shape is like a giant octopus, and their silver mechanical tentacles bloom like sunflowers. Each one is as big as a king bird, with silvery flowers flowing all over their bodies, flashing a light blue shimmer.

Of course, these mechanical octopuses do not match the beauty in the ordinary sense, but they have a strange and outrageous beauty.That kind of beauty is destructive, once it falls on the enchantment, it will make the enchantment tremble violently!

——Yu Zhehong recognized what it was.

Among the few information related to the God of Mechanics that can be found on the Internet, such mechanical creations are often accompanied.

The gods are always associated with disasters and dangers, and they are the minions of the gods, known as——

Dominator.

"Is this your pet?" Yu Zhehong asked curiously.

He secretly read many unreliable papers or comments about Boyin on the Internet. In those imaginary creations, the partner was often regarded as Boyin's pet or mount.

It was the first time Yu Zhehong saw them with his own eyes.

The Dominator wreaks havoc on the barrier below, the King Bird flies high, and Boyin drops a Dominator at intervals.

Hearing this, Bo Yin gave him a somewhat incomprehensible look: "No."

Whether it's Chinnesri's white owl or these mechanical octopuses, they are just products of his leisure time.They don't even have names, and "Dominator" is a nickname given by the human race.

He tried to find a suitable description, but got stuck, "This is... a toy."

Bo Yin was silent for a while after he finished speaking, feeling that the word seemed inappropriate.

Yu Zhehong: "...Pfft."

An image couldn't be suppressed in his mind: a little Boyin, playing with a small mechanical octopus.

Bo Yin's face was paralyzed: "Forget what you just said."

They have turned upside down here for a long time, and there is still silence in the enchantment, as if there is no one.

The rulers have already torn apart the remaining barriers, and their tentacles waved to pull the barriers apart, as simple as tearing apart a piece of cloth.

Except for the formation, not even a single tree leaf was destroyed, because the ruler's movements were too precise.

Yu Zhehong thought that Teacher Bo was really the most environmentally friendly villain in history.

With a long cry, the king bird flew into the crack——

The base of the Lingyan Research Institute slowly appeared in front of Yu Zhehong.

"Strangely beautiful." He said.

A group of black buildings stood in the jungle halfway up the mountain.Various formations flowed on the surfaces of these high-rise buildings, like colorful neon lights, and also like ancient ruins.The mist in the mountains is reflected in a strange way.

But no one.

Yu Zhehong guessed that the people inside all ran into the bunker.

The white bird flew over the black buildings, its wings drooping, almost touching the roofs of the buildings.Yu Zhehong saw the building through the window.

It was no different from what he had imagined, it looked like Frankenstein's research institute.The only strange thing is that Yu Zhehong also saw some familiar things: there are a few windows in which the shape of the room looks like a breeding center, and there are... white owls inside?

Those white owls have a metallic silver-white luster on their bodies, and they look like mechanical creations.But there is a visible gap between them and the white owls in Chinnesri, which makes them look clumsy.

Yu Zhehong saw a white owl pecking at the glass like a woodpecker: "..."

Bo Yin frowned slightly, his voice became cold: "Fake."

As his words fell, the rulers gathered around the tall buildings!

The suction cups on their tentacles were attached to the Guanghua floor, and the silvery white tentacles smashed the glass, rolling up and crushing the fake white owls.All of a sudden, parts and metal feathers flew around, and the goddess fell down like scattered flowers.

When they were exercising, the owls were even more stupid. They were obviously only given basic and simple instructions, and they couldn't even escape.

There is no need to guess what the Lingyan Research Institute researches and makes this kind of white owl.Their appearance is from the white owls who are guarding against the moaning. If they can get in one or two, they will be able to insert the "eyeliner" in Chinnesli smoothly.

It's just that it still can't be imitated.

The white owls of Chinnes are neither artificial intelligence nor mechanical life, and their operating principle completely follows the formation. This kind of subtle and delicate operation of spiritual power is still a difficult problem to be overcome for human beings.

So, just poor fakes.

All tall buildings with mechanical white owls were completely destroyed by the rulers.In addition, Yu Zhehong also saw imitation mechanical white deer, cloud ghost...

This time, about 1/5 of the high-rise building was destroyed. Yu Zhehong: "Their patience is too good, and nothing will come out."

Wake up, your house is almost finished.

Just thinking like this, there was movement underneath.When the king bird flew to the black tower in the center, dozens of blazing white lights suddenly shot out, enclosing Boyin in the center in a net shape!

The light was so intense that it almost turned everything around it pale, and Yu Zhehong couldn't help but cover his eyes.

He was in such a high-pressure spiritual force, and he felt that the air was about to boil.

But in the next second, everything is silent.

Boyin's voice: "Open your eyes."

Yu Zhehong opened his eyes as he said.

——The white light all dissipated, and fragments of spiritual power floated in the air like bubbles.The people in the Lingyan Research Institute must have used all their strength this time, because all the colors of the formations on Lou's body disappeared.The vast black buildings are like a city that has been cut off from power supply, the neon lights are no longer shining, and there is a dead silence.

The fog was evaporated due to the turmoil just now, and all the details were clearly visible at a glance.

Yu Zhehong saw a group of people in white research uniforms standing on the ground.

The original fog was covered by formations, but now that there is no cover, they are all exposed.Facing Shang Boyin's gaze, the dozen or so people immediately panicked and ran away!

But the Dominators didn't give them that chance.

With a few swipes, the dozen or so people were rolled up, their feet lifted off the ground into the air, trembling.

They also seemed to realize that begging for mercy was useless, only those who cried bitterly and did not speak, Yu Zhehong admired them a little bit.

"Teacher Bo," he asked, "do you want to ask who wrote their letter?"

As soon as they heard him speak, several spiritual researchers raised their heads to stare at him, and said with hatred: "Traitor of mankind!"

Yu Zhehong: "..."

He suddenly felt like a coquettish bitch next to the villain.

Boyin: "If you can't speak, then you don't have to speak in the future."

His voice was very soft, but with a deep chill.

It's just a standard villain's speech.

"Ah!!—" The person who spoke screamed.

The dominator moved along with his breath, his tentacles tightened. Of course Yu Zhehong didn't want to see the scene of people being squeezed into a bunch of blood flowers, so he hurriedly said: "Teacher Bo!"

The ruler stopped.

Bo Yin narrowed his eyes and stared at him for a few seconds.But this time he didn't say "give me a reason not to kill" like he did in the mall.

The ruler threw those people away in an instant, and he said coldly, "Get lost."

The staff of the spiritual research institute are all spiritual geniuses in the human race, and they will not die if they are dumped.They vomited blood after they landed, and they were still a little dazed, probably because they had never seen a god with such a good temper.

"You..." One of them looked up at Yu Zhehong with a complicated expression.

At this time, it has been an hour since Yu Zhehong entered the enchantment. After destroying so many buildings and almost killing people, the person in charge should come out.

They originally came in to sabotage, just to find the person who sent the envelope.

The black tower in the center is lit with a square light, which is a door.

Yu Zhehong noticed that this tower was also very similar to Chinness's tower, but with a different color and slightly different details.

These god black fans really love deeply.

The door opened slowly, and a blond man walked out from inside.

It should be someone like a "project supervisor", Yu Zhehong thought to himself.

The man was a tall, middle-aged man with a slight smile: "My lord, I've been waiting for a long time. In fact, there is some misunderstanding between us."

Yu Zhehong has seen many such people in his previous life—or rather, there are many such people in Yu’s family—steady, elegant, high-ranking elites, every word is for negotiation, wrapped in words, talk All gains and losses.

His mother, Yu Ci, also hopes that he will become such a person, instead of being an idealistic artist like his "useless" father.

"This misunderstanding is here, and it is not good for us." Sure enough, the next sentence of the supervisor was this, "My lord, we should sit down and have a good talk."

His eyes were shining brightly, Yu Zhehong guessed that he was obviously very excited that "the gods have come to him", and he might have ignored him as a small person.

Boyin calmly looked down at him.

"We are honored that you came here for our 'volunteer' A01." The supervisor continued, "If you don't want to be bound with A01, we can cancel the contract for you and replace it with a contract that you like more. object."

Yu Zhehong was not surprised by the supervisor's remarks at all.

The contract between him and Boyin is not the same as the general employer's contract, and there is a third party's spiritual power involved in it.This is a modified contract.

He has studied in private that this contract has one more solution than other employer contracts-if the employer is killed by the "third party" who initially intervened, then this contract can also be terminated.

When this was set up, it should be to prevent "volunteers" from betraying the Spiritual Research Institute.

Now that the supervisor said this, a large part of the reason is that Yu Zhehong was involved by accident, not the volunteer they were looking for.Yu Zhehong is out of their control, they feel it is very difficult, it is better to change to a more obedient one.

Yu Zhehong could understand all these implication.He is so familiar with such words, Yu Ci once said to him countless times.

Thinking of her mother, Yu Zhehong suddenly felt extremely bored, and even couldn't concentrate.

Next, speaking skills, and...Using something important to the interviewee to coerce——

as predicted.

The supervisor changed the subject and said, "Of course, if A01 is very important to you, we won't say anything."

Yu Zhehong felt a slight burning sensation on her ring finger.

"Mr. Yu still has a mantra in the Spirit Research Institute. We have something to ask Mr. Yu to talk about."

The moment this sentence fell, Boyin's eyes seemed to be thrown into the lake of pebbles, and interest arose.

——But that is not a happy interest.

The aura around him suddenly became colder.

This subtle change may only be seen by Yu Zhehong who gets along with him day and night.

Bo Yin's reaction was clearly expressed—the executive said something he didn't want to hear.

He said slowly, word by word, coldly: "Are you threatening me?"