Wizard he really doesn't want to roll [Rebirth]

Lin Xiaoming has arrived near the Dogon stronghold.

A group of Dogon guards passed quickly, failing to spot the sentinel hidden in a shadowy corner.

This planet is far away from the star, and many giant starships block the connection with the star, blocking the light, so all lighting is provided by tools.

When the last Dogon passed by, Lin Xiaoming made a dodge, so fast that he almost disappeared in place.

The mental power explored the surroundings meticulously, and planned the most perfect route in an instant. There are many alien races in this stronghold. Lin Xiaoming could not achieve the extreme hypnosis of Lu Jinchao, so all the Dogon people who might see him all dead.

In unnoticed corners, fresh corpses were piled up one by one, and before the smell of blood spread, the space was sealed again.

The entire stronghold was even quieter because of this. However, until now, no one has discovered that there are so many people missing in a short period of time. Most of the Dogon people have devoted themselves to the battlefield. There are only a few people, responsible for the maintenance and signal processing of the communication base station.

In addition, manpower was also needed to investigate the enemy and enemy spacecraft that kept crashing from the battlefield to the deserted star, so Lin Xiaoming seized the opportunity.

He lurks all the way to the outside of the communication room, where more than a dozen Dogon people are working non-stop. They need to strengthen and encrypt the signal from the mechanical planet again to ensure that it can be successfully transmitted to the next communication base station. , instead of attenuating to lose information halfway because of ion and radio interference in the universe.

Lin Xiaoming went in quietly.

No one knew where he came from and how he sneaked in. When the Dogon who was working hard smelled the inexplicable smell of blood and looked back, Lin Xiaoming had already wrung the necks of his three companions.

It shrank its pupils sharply, touched the gun at the first moment, and the bone spur on its arm bounced off, but before it could start to kill the intruder, a silver-white figure crossed out like a ghost, threw it down and bit off its neck at the same time.

Boom!

Two consecutive shots took away the lives of the other two Dogon people. Lin Xiaoming grabbed the slender alien and used it as a meat shield in front of him. He lowered his head and was thrown aside by Lin Xiaoming like he was throwing garbage.

The existence of Qishuo became the biggest killer. The Dogon people couldn't see the spirit body, so they had no way of knowing which direction the attack would come from in the next second.

The sentinel's mental power interferes with the Dogon's mind. Although he can't do hypnosis like Lu Jinchao, he can still temporarily disturb and slow down his reaction speed. .

For a while, the communication room became a mess. One of the Dogon people realized that something was wrong, and immediately turned around and reached out to touch the box in the corner of the console. When it lifted the black cover, Lin Xiaoming and Qishuo had already dealt with it. Everyone in the room except him.

The snow leopard pounced on the Dogon man who was lying on the console with half of his body. His sharp claws could instantly tear the body apart. The blood of its own kind was stained on the fangs. The moment before the neck was bitten off, the Dogon man leaned against his body. The weight jerks down the lever!

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Invisible energy waves emanated from the black box, spreading in all directions like ripples in the water. The moment Qi Shuo touched Qi Shuo, Qi Shuo screamed, and his figure suddenly became invisible. body through.

A bullet replaced Qishuo and hit the back of the head, killing the Dogon.

The body of the foreign race fell on the console, blood and brain matter flowed out from the muzzle, body fluids were lost, and the corpse shrank rapidly, but the instrument was finally turned on.

The invisible wave hit Lin Xiaoming's body, and the sentinel felt as if his mental power was taken away by something invisible at this moment, making him unable to perceive the existence of the surrounding world.

Something was running over in my mind, the barrier creaked, all the gears in the mechanical city were stuck, the bearings were stiff, Qi Shuo had disappeared.

Lin Xiaoming suddenly realized that what the Dogon desperately opened just now was the spiritual weapon aimed at the sentries and guides.

Even though he was out of the control of his brain, the instinct he had cultivated for many years still made Lin Xiaoming's body stride forward, grabbing the lever and pushing it up!

The device was turned off, but the impact had already been caused. Lin Xiaoming stumbled and moved a few steps on the spot, but he still couldn't control his figure and fell to the ground leaning on the console.

Does it hurt?No, that was a more unbearable feeling than the pain.

The mental power is being pulled away, swallowed by that unknown energy, even the barriers can't stop it, the city in the picture has completely stopped functioning, like something that was originally alive suddenly died.

It was getting darker in front of him, and the strong smell of blood could not even be sensed by the sentry. His body was completely uncontrollable, and he fell sideways, with a dull pain in his arm.

Lin Xiaoming reacted belatedly, he should have fallen on the Dogon corpses, maybe his arm touched the hard and sharp bone spurs on their bodies.

His spiritual power is being deprived, as if he has turned back into an ordinary person, and he can no longer even feel the existence of his spiritual body.

The last time he felt this out of control was when he was burned to death.

The moment before his consciousness disappeared, Lin Xiaoming could no longer think. He only had one thought in his mind:

What should Lu Jinchao do who is still injured?

"Well--!"

Lu Jinchao suddenly woke up from his dark sleep.

Something invisible rushed past, touching the spiritual power that was firmly protecting him, and interfered violently and chaotically, even wanting to completely drain it like it was bone-sucking.

His eyes turned black, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was physical pain or the symptoms of the brain being disturbed by unknown energy.

Subconsciously clenching his hands tightly, the dried blood on the Freya Amethyst pendant was crushed into dark red powder, which fell from between his fingers.

The mental shock disappeared quickly, but it was only for a moment, and it took a long time for Lu Jinchao to recover. He coughed twice, struggling to regain control of his mental power.

Fortunately, the impact was not too great. During the period of accidental coma, the mental strength that was on the verge of overload has recovered a lot.

Could this be the weapon the Dogons used against the sentinel guides?

Through the spiritual link, Lu Jinchao probably knew what Lin Xiaoming had heard from the main control room of the mechanical planet. The Dogon people could not realize the existence of spiritual power. In order to deal with the sentinel, the strongest fighter of mankind, they made special weapons.

...that Xiao Ming? !

Lu Jinchao regained his energy all of a sudden. The energy fluctuations were probably coming from the communication room. He was affected by such a distance, and felt so uncomfortable. If Lin Xiaoming was directly impacted at close range, what would be the consequences?

Lu Jinzhao frowned tightly, the energy fluctuation only lasted for a while and then disappeared. On the plus side, it might be that Xiaoming turned off the Dogon's weapons. On the downside... Even after Lin Xiaoming was eliminated, the Dogon people would not Need to continue to open.

He had to go and see the situation.

Lu Jin stood up against the wall, his injured leg felt a sharp pain when he touched the ground with a little force, and the injured internal organs also continued to provide a strange feeling. He tried to take two steps, but had to stop, and said in a low voice. gasp.

It still hurts too much.

But he had to go to Lin Xiaoming.

Lu Jinchao closed his eyes and entered his own mental imagery. The sea surface was fluctuating abnormally due to the energy shock just now, pushing the bamboo raft up and down. Fortunately, it was slowly calming down.

As early as the first school year of the Guidance Academy, Lu Jinchao realized that he could not only adjust the sentinel's senses, but also use the same method on the guides, and even block his own feelings by building an internal barrier.

The wall formed by the sea water stood up. Compared with many years ago, Lu Jinchao's control over his mental power was not just a little bit better, and he adjusted his pain sensation to one-tenth in an instant.

He opened his eyes, tried to walk two steps, it was fine, the pain was within tolerable range.

It cannot be completely turned off. Pain is a danger warning issued by the human body. If it is completely blocked, serious accidents will easily occur, especially when he is still seriously injured.

The blood that had vomited on his chest had dried up, dyed the jacket of the tactical uniform dark, maybe the smell would attract the attention of the Dogon people, but the planet could not be illuminated by the stars now, and it was too cold to take it off.

Lu Jinchao finally decided to wear it, if something unexpected happens, he still has the mental power to be close by.

The guide walked out from the corner where he was hiding, dragged his injured right leg, and stretched his mental power in the direction where Lin Xiaoming left, looking for a way to the communication room.

Lin Xiaoming left many traces along the way.

Perhaps for the Dogon people, the whereabouts of the sentinels are ghostly and elusive, but Lu Jinchao has been taught all the knowledge by Lin Xiaoming. He knows Lin Xiaoming's habits in action, and from these trivial clues, the number of followers The footsteps of the sentinels before the hour.

The surrounding area was very quiet, even terrifyingly quiet. Lu Jinchao didn't even see a single Dogon. It seemed that he was the only life left on the entire deserted star. The closer he was to the Dogon stronghold, The more I can't control the panic.

Finally arrived at the temporary stronghold, Lu Jinchao made sure that there was no one nearby, and tentatively walked in. His mental power spread silently to the depths, and he took the lead in exploring the way.

Dead bodies, lots of dead bodies.

Lu Jinchao never expected to find so many corpses of foreign races in various corners, all of them were killed by one-hit-killing attacks, and the corpses were piled up in a closed room in order to prevent the smell and blood from spreading out as much as possible.

Lu Jin hesitated for a while, and finally supported the wall with one hand, and dragged his injured right leg to go deeper. It can be said that the entire stronghold was cleaned up by Lin Xiaoming, and he didn't even meet a living Dogon.

After a difficult journey, Lu Jinchao finally came to the door of the communication room. The blood had already spilled into the corridor outside. Of course, it was the mental power that knew the situation faster than the eyes. In the gray and white spiritual field, Lu Jinchao clearly I saw that light.

The existence that should have been extremely dazzling like the sun was extinguished at this moment, as dim as the dead Dogon people around.

Howling!

Lu Jinchao endured the pain and quickened his pace, and saw Lin Xiaoming collapsed in front of the console, with the Dogon corpse under his body, his arm was scratched by a sharp bone spur, and his sleeve was stained red with blood.

Surrounded by dozens of Dogon people who were already dead, most of them were killed by bullets, and there were also miserable death outfits with their necks bitten off. However, Lu Jinchao completely ignored these aliens, he limped He came to Lin Xiaoming's side and helped him up from the Dogon's body.

He pressed trembling fingers on the side of the sentinel's neck, heaved a sigh of relief when he felt the fluctuation, Lin Xiaoming's vital signs were still there, but his mental power was strongly impacted and he fell into a forced coma.

Lu Jin looked at the console, and immediately noticed the blood-stained lever on it. The black box should contain special weapons for the spiritual power of sentries and guides.

Lu Jinchao carefully explored the internal structure of the box with his mental power. He didn't know much about electromechanical aspects, so he could only figure out a rough idea, and try to keep the structure of the device firmly in his mind.

The most perfect plan should be to dismantle this thing and take it away for the Federation to conduct in-depth research, but they may not even be able to save their lives now. It is already very difficult to carry the signal collection device. How can they bring more? What about one of these things?

After making sure that he remembered everything, Lu Jinchao took out a gun from the Dogon's body, aimed at the device and pulled the trigger, emptying the entire magazine.

Destroying this thing is nothing to the Dogon people who have already mastered the technology, but at least it can guarantee the safety of their actions on the deserted star.

Throwing away the empty pistol, Lu Jinchao found another Dogon man with a gun with a laser magazine, and carried it on his body for self-defense. He grabbed Lin Xiaoming's arm to prop up the sentry, trying to carry him away from this place. Go to a safe place.

However, the moment the sentinel's weight was on his body, the pain in his right leg made Lu Jinchao lose his strength.

One must know that this has already adjusted the pain perception to one-tenth level, Lu Jinchao is quite aware that if he supports his right leg, it may be directly crippled.

He could only put down Lin Xiaoming's arm, and dragged the sentry's leg instead, using his left leg as hard as possible, and dragged Lin Xiaoming, who was completely unconscious, sideways.

Sensitively explored the surroundings, and noticed that under the city ruins is the subway system left by humans. The subway has been abandoned for many years, but the passage is still underground, and there is no sign of collapse yet.

It is the closest hiding place that is also sufficiently hidden.

The goal was quickly determined, but the most difficult thing was how to get there. It was already difficult for Lu Jin to walk towards him, let alone dragging the sentry.

He stopped and stopped along the way, and the pain came from his right leg all the time. He couldn't tell whether it was the bones or the muscles, or both. He had never felt the strong presence of a certain part of his body as clearly as now .

Sweat kept coming out, sticking to his body wetly, feeling both hot and cold for no reason, Lu Jinchao gritted his teeth and lowered his sensory level again.

He walked for more than two hours on the usual 15-minute journey, and finally came to the subway passage under the city through the almost ruined stairs.

Lu Jinchao was about to collapse, he put Lin Xiaoming's body against the wall, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and fell beside the sentinel.

It can't just stop like this. The Dogon people in the entire stronghold were killed by Lin Xiaoming. They are indeed safe in a short time. However, when the Dogon people in other places realize that this desolate star has lost contact, they will Someone will be sent to check immediately.

And those teams who went to investigate the wrecked spaceship don't know how long they will come back.

He has basically lost the ability to move now, and Lin Xiaoming must be woken up.

Lu Jinchao gasped for breath a few times, and the air rushed into his lungs, relieving the embarrassment of breathing. He forcibly propped up his body, sat up straight with his back against the wall, and reached out to pat Lin Xiaoming's cheek.

"Xiaoming? Xiaoming!"

The guide's voice echoed in the empty passage.

Lin Xiaoming remained motionless, and his mental power was still in a state of being almost exhausted, or could not be released at all.

The wound on his arm had already healed, and his face was covered with blood and sand. Lu Jinchao barely wiped him with his sleeve. The sentry lowered his head and frowned, as if he was struggling in some kind of nightmare that he couldn't get rid of.

Lu Jinchao closed his eyes forcefully, withdrew his hand from patting the sentry's cheek, and grabbed his arm instead.

The mental power entered the Sentinel's sea of ​​consciousness.

Lu Jinchao instantly realized that this place was different from the usual ones. If the usual sea of ​​consciousness is flowing, then this place has become a dead silence now. The barrier of the mental image is intact, and no damage can be seen, but abnormalities are everywhere. .

He cautiously probed into the sentinel's mental image. The mechanical city was in the box garden and was tightly surrounded. At the very beginning, Lu Jinchao needed Lin Xiaoming to open it for him before he could enter it.

But now Lin Xiaoming has no consciousness at all, and he is not the most vigilant in his usual appearance at all. The water seeps into the city, turns into rain from the sky, and falls down.

The gears stopped turning, the bearings stood still, and there was no longer any spiritual force flowing in the pipes. The whole city lost its power, and it was dead silent everywhere.

Lin Xiaoming's current state is very similar to when Nicola fell into the closed picture, but it is not so serious, but if it drags on, the situation will definitely get worse and worse. He needs to find Lin Xiaoming's spiritual projection, wake it up, and then pass " Well" to leave the mental picture and complete awakening.

Lu Jinchao had never seen Lin Xiaoming's spiritual projection in the city, but he knew where it was.

In the state of mental projection, Lu Jinchao got rid of the physical pain and became extremely light again. The broken right leg and the injured internal organs seemed to be far away from him. This is a party with a high degree of freedom for him. The world, even now in Lin Xiaoming's mental picture.

The rainwater kept falling, filling the dry pipes with his spiritual power, driving the gears and bearings to rotate. In the drizzle, Lu Jin walked step by step towards the tallest tower in the center of the city.

That is a place in the entire mechanical city that he has never explored, and it is also a secret that Lin Xiaoming has been hiding from him.

Lu Jinchao respected the choice made by Lin Xiaoming, and would not feel that it was difficult to be concealed because the sentries blocked all the passages to the tower. Even the closest people need their own private space.

But now he has to explore those secrets of Lin Xiaoming.

I hope Xiaoming won't be angry when he wakes up.

Finally coming under the [-]-meter-high tower, Lu Jinchao stretched out his hand and pressed against the smooth wall.

The cold touch of metal spread into the palm, the tower has no entrance, there is only one way to go in actively.

The mental power began to merge, and Lu Jinchao's hand went straight through the wall, then his arm, shoulder...

He and Lin Xiaoming are highly compatible, and the natural affinity between spiritual forces will not produce rejection. Lu Jinchao knows that once such integration is carried out, it will inevitably trigger an unstoppable combination fever.

What does it matter?

As long as Xiaoming can wake up, he can do anything.

Lu Jin took a step forward, went straight through the metal wall of the tower, and firmly stepped into the interior of this mysterious domain.

Total darkness.

Can't see anything.

Really blind.

Lu Jinchao condensed his spiritual power to make a small heart lamp. However, the surrounding darkness was as solid as it was terrifyingly dense. The warm yellow light could not penetrate at all, and could barely illuminate a small area around Lu Jinchao.

Lu Jinchao stretched out his hand to grab it, and the darkness flowed through his fingers. It wasn't negative emotions or redundant information, but it made people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts involuntarily.

What are these things?

Lu Jinchao couldn't figure it out. He protected the heart lamp and carefully looked around. The space inside the tower was much larger than it looked from the outside. There were circles of spiral stairs on the edge, which roughly looked like there were many floors.

He is now at the lowest level, surrounded by only darkness so thick that it becomes solid, and some boxes piled up in the corner, covered with dust.

Lu Jinchao tried to touch the box, and various memories flooded into his mind, all of which were meaningless scenes.

It was the least important memories. The sentinel had a good memory, so all the insignificant and fragmented memories were thrown at the bottom.

Lu Jin started to go up the stairs.

After walking a few steps, he could clearly feel that the darkness was blocking him and repelling him to continue going up, but Lu Jinchao also knew that Lin Xiaoming might be at the top of the tower.

The tower does not have any connection with the outside world, and of course there are no windows. The dark and closed environment can easily make people feel depressed. Every time they take a step forward, they can clearly feel strong resistance.

The heart lamp tried to disperse the darkness as much as possible, but those substantial thickets surrounded Lu Jinchao. After realizing that he could not drive them away anyway, Lu Jinchao changed his mind and chose to accept them.

He let the black mist entangle him, no longer used his mental strength to resist, and just let the light of the heart lamp illuminate the path under his feet.

Lu Jinchao felt the effect immediately, and the almost stagnant resistance disappeared after he accepted the darkness.

More boxes appeared, hidden in the thick darkness. Knowing that these were Lin Xiaoming's memories, Lu Jinchao stopped touching them on purpose. He didn't come in out of curiosity. He had to find Lin Xiaoming as soon as possible and wake him up.

As the height rises, the inside of the tower is no longer empty, and small parts begin to appear, forming dangerous organs, densely scattered all over the road ahead of Lu Jinchao.

The guide carefully explores, avoids or deciphers, if it is really impossible to deal with, first activate these deadly traps, and then walk over.

Then the stairs disappeared.

In the middle of the tower, the stairs disappeared, and there was no longer any way to go higher.

Lu Jin stopped in his tracks, his brows were tightly frowned, and he looked down from the broken part of the stairs, no matter which direction he was greeted with, there was only darkness.