heavy fog

As soon as Cyrus left the Apollo Casino room, he put his hands on the wall, his face turning blue and pale.

The corridor wall with the rhombic checkered bricks suddenly became distorted, and the original simple gray and white gold-edged patterns seemed to come alive. The casino staff in charge of guarding the room screamed and pulled out the energy gun suddenly.

"Bang," the decorative potted plant next to Cyrus was smashed, and the leaves, soil, and fragments of the pottery pots were scattered, leaving a gap precisely. In the eyes of the shooter, it was as if someone was standing in the corridor. An invisible thing.

The size position, and the height the dirt goes over, is just right for an adult.

"Who, come out?" The energy gun aimed at that position immediately.

The blue spotlight just hit Cyrus' right eye.

It was only then that Cyrus seemed to see a casino employee who was on the verge of a formidable enemy. He stared at him coldly, then took three steps back calmly, stepping on the messy pottery fragments, making no sound.

The arm holding the wall slowly retracted, a trace of blood spilled from his lips.

——Someone ruined the dream!

But the old enemy of the succubus is still on the bed in the room behind him. It is the succubus that can separate and appear in different positions in the dream, not the tapir.Whether Wen Luan is real or not, Cyrus has been "contacted" at close range just now, can't he tell the difference?

When the dream was destroyed, Cyrus' hand was slipping onto Wen Luan's neck.

His tender interest was disturbed, of course he was very angry.

However, for the sake of his plan to hunt down his old enemy, Cyrus continued calmly, and then left Wen Luan in a hurry to leave. Anyway, Cyrus didn't plan to do anything at all—Wen Luan is still a seriously injured one with broken joints, Sailu Si Na's only experience was with Wen Luan. There are some things that even a high IQ can't solve, such as how to have fun with a person whose limbs are temporarily disabled without aggravating the other's injury.

Sure enough, as soon as he got to the corridor and left the range of the enemy's power, the force of the dream shattering impact came fiercely.

The dream demon has awakened, and it is much better than when Wen Luan sabotaged it, vomiting blood and fainting.Even if the tapir devours and gnaws on a small scale, the succubus can ignore it, but now...

Cyrus slowly stretched out his hand to wipe away the bloodstains on his lips. His expression was gloomy. To be able to cause such a degree of damage to him is undoubtedly a direct attack on one of the most important points of the entire Deep Blue Star dream.

In layman's terms, it is the entrance of dreams.

Cyrus rewrapped a cloak, walked down the corridor with angry eyes, and disappeared completely without a trace after a few steps.Only the trembling casino security guards were still throwing debris to test the open space just now.

"Pa-ta." The clod smoothly slid into the empty space, and nothing happened.

"Look, the wall is back to normal!" Someone screamed next to them, and then they looked at the damaged corridor in amazement.

Suddenly there was a strange tearing sound at the end of the corridor.

A pitch-black void appeared out of thin air, and the strange sound came from it.

The terrified people shot at that side without even thinking about it.

"Boom!" The entire wall with diamond pattern was blasted into a mess by the laser energy gun, and pieces fell down.

This kind of destruction ended quickly. With a loud bang, the guns in the hands of the security guards flew away, and they fell into a ball in a daze.

The knight in silver armor stepped out of the hole, maintaining the posture of clenching his fist and beating someone.

"Yes, it's your fault... Ugh!" A casino security guard wanted to shout, but his companion covered his mouth.

The smart mech, which can serve as the flagship humanoid weapon of the legion, cannot afford to be offended.

In front of them, Xier rubbed all the disarmed guns into deformed metal balls, took out the energy block, threw it away, and opened his mouth to swallow it like he wanted jelly beans.

"Crack." Among the crowd watching in horror, an unfortunate guy twisted his neck.

The others were similar, those who opened their mouths too much and dislocated their jaws, and those who hit the wall, were all too terrified to speak.

Shier applied the flattened metal to his body casually, just like slapping plaster, and then shook his body comfortably, all the metal material was swallowed up, leaving only a pile of messy leather holsters rolling down.

"It's a bit bad, your weapons and equipment should be updated."

Xier said to them bluntly, then stepped heavily to Wen Luan's door, stretched out his arm and knocked on the door, but the metal fingers stopped a second before they touched the door.

As a qualified mecha, when the master is "inconvenient", he cannot disturb him.

Seier dug out the principles of conduct, referred to the privacy policy of the manipulator or the owner, and then thought about the relationship between Wen Luan and Cyrus. Cyrus also used strange things to block the spiritual connection between Seier and Wen Luan just now. What does this mean?Happy evening for mankind!Shier turned around resolutely, picked up a casino security guard from the ground, and flashed his electronic eyes: "Where are my master's captives?"

"The secret room on the third floor... Is your Excellency going to be interrogated again?" the security guard asked cautiously.

"No, my master is very busy, don't disturb him!" Shier let go of it, because of its three-meter height, the unlucky security guard fell to the floor full of mud and broken diamond tiles, bleeding from the knock.

The silver armored knight walked towards the elevator with majestic strides:

"Now, I'm going to talk to Prince Maiko about life."

"..."

It wasn't until Xier left that everyone looked at each other and asked, "Who is Prince Maike? There is no such person in the royal family."

"Stupid, maybe it's a code name." Some wise people guessed.

Everyone nodded, and before they could calm down, the spy leader roared angrily from the communicator next to his ears: "What did you do? Don't quibble, I saw it on the monitor! Destroying the casino decoration, your salary this month, And next month's subsidy is gone!!"

A whimper.

"No, leader! It's the strange way that the mecha appeared!"

"You idiot, that's space jumping!" The bald old head remembered something, and then shouted, "And your guns! I was too kind just now, not only subsidy, but you can't get any money next month!"

After finishing speaking, the bald old man hung up the communication, and happily circled around the office. He played the recording of Syer's appearance, disarming, and devouring metal over and over again, and said to himself: "Metal predatory, this is what Saier is like." What Luce Mitchell and the others have come up with! It's really great!"

The old man had an outburst of nature, staring at Shier obsessedly, touching the screen uncontrollably, admiring, and sliding his fingers along the outline, if it wasn't for the wrong target, he would be no different from a pervert.

"Look, how strong and powerful, this line, this feeling..."

The bald old man was on the monitor, chasing Seir's pace until he saw it walk into the room where Maike was held, and then the screen went black.

"Tsk, damn it!" the old man said resentfully, "Why did you set such a high black surveillance skill on the mecha? Curse Mitchell for not wearing underwear when going out today, curse Cyrus...too busy to spend time with his lover Come on!"

At this time, the Deep Blue Star Civil Port is berthed.

The Deep Blue Kingdom announced at noon today that the particle storm in the star system has ended, the space navigation conditions are safe, the port has returned to normal order, and the supply of stranded tourists has been stopped.

The flow of people at the port increased suddenly, but there were not many people who were really in a hurry to leave. Even if there were some, they were members of the Interstellar Chamber of Commerce or civil servants of the Deep Blue Kingdom government who traveled normally.

The congestion occurred in the direction of the inbound berthing. Deep Blue Star closed its voyage for almost half a month this time, and many people couldn't wait to rush in waving banknotes.Those tourist groups from distant galaxies have long been impatient to wait, and the interstellar travel agency did not dare to delay any longer. People with big tickets immediately entered the galaxy where the deep blue star was located and started queuing up.

"Don't worry, follow the number!" The port staff shouted through the galaxy communication channel in a panic.

Cyrus appeared in the port command office silently.

There are countless machines in normal operation in the huge transparent glass room, and the dark blue extraterrestrial scene displayed on the screen: anyone who sees the upsurge of receiving tourists in the dark blue star will be dumbfounded, because the spaceships waiting to enter the port have been discharged outside the atmosphere.And the length of this line is still increasing terrifyingly. The port command room has asked the space fortress in the outer orbit to act as a checkpoint, only to issue the queuing number, and not to release the spacecraft to enter the atmosphere of the deep blue star.

"Spaceship leaders from all over the Beluga galaxy, Deep Blue Kingdom apologizes for your waiting, please wait patiently at the outer space checkpoint, and we will automatically release it when the passage from the atmosphere to the port is cleared, this is also for your consideration, long-term stagnation Queuing in mid-air is a huge drain on energy."

The sound is also played on the harbor moorings at the same time.

More staff frantically searched for the registration of the spaceship entering the port, and the communication urged those tourists who should leave the port.The reception capacity of Deep Blue Star is limited. Ordinary tourists do not have long-term residency rights, and no matter how rich they are, it is useless.

Cyrus ignored them.

He stared at the screen showing the port, and quickly locked on to the target.

It was the entrance passage hall. Usually the top was transparent, and one could see the blizzard on the nearby ice sheet, as well as the high waves beside the port. Now it was pitch black outside, with some kind of terrifying dark red.

It looks like a starry sky without the protection of the atmosphere.

Many people who have been here look up strangely, and the port staff are also at a loss.In their minds, the port is close to the coast of the Arctic continent of the deep blue star, and the wind and waves are constantly raging. What happened today?

Cyrus pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

The fog filled the air, like a closing tide, and the people in the lobby and monitoring room were dizzy for a few seconds, and the sight of the familiar spectacular sea waves appeared before them. People seemed to have forgotten about it, and continued to be busy entering the port and checking.

During this short period of time, Cyrus found a commercial spaceship with a pitch-black shell.

——The entrance to the dreamland was destroyed. Due to the power of the succubi, only the layer space where the destroyer was located partially collapsed.The deep blue star is still a blue planet in space, but a real scene appears in the hall.

The modern port is a real building with a perfect protective cover, suitable for human activities, but there is no sea water outside, let alone an ice field, and at most you can only see the sky of a barren planet.

When the dream is restored, the humans standing here will also be subconsciously controlled.

On a certain spaceship, there are obviously some abnormal creatures, dark creatures...

Cyrus had a stern expression on his face. Are those foreign aid from the Dark Parliament?Also brought something that can destroy the dream?very good!

"Good day, Your Excellency Inkabas." An old and dry voice suddenly sounded.

Cyrus turned his head suddenly, and he saw a person standing in the corner of the port command room, as if co-existing with the shadows, and he didn't even pay attention at first.

A man in a black robe slowly came out from the shadows, his fingers were dry and dull, he slowly lifted the hood, his face was very ordinary, but he was very thin, his eyes were strange bright red, even redder than that of a vampire , like two fine rubies, with pale cheeks, obviously not a living person.

They stared at each other in such a tense atmosphere that no one in the command room could see them.

"Meow." A black cat sneaked out of the cloak and jumped onto the shoulder of the visitor.

He calmly stroked the soft fur of the black cat, nodded slightly to Cyrus and said: "The Great Elder of the Dark Council, or the most powerful controller of the Dark Council, has come to discuss with Your Excellency how to get rid of the traitors of the Dark Council. At the same time, they are also uninvited guests who set foot on the Deep Blue Star, and they just did something that made you angry."

Cyrus' pupils contracted, and although his expression didn't change, he was already alert to the intruder with an old voice and a thin face in front of him.

It can be heard from the dialogue that this is a big man who is used to controlling the right to speak and the direction of the topic.

Head start, using the other party's doubts to calm a tense confrontation...

Cyrus has seen too many negotiating experts, but none of the diplomats and politicians has full courage to support them. Weak forces do not have the right to negotiate. Start the conversation short.

"I am a necromancer. My age and name are too old for me. The time when I took over as the Great Elder of the Dark Council can be traced back to the Crusades in the ancient earth period."

The Great Elder of the Dark Council is unique. No matter whether Cyrus is a succubus or the Prime Minister of the Deep Blue Kingdom, he can calmly stand on the opposite side and start negotiating slowly.

"It's not necessary. You have used your actions to prove that you are not worthy of living on the deep blue star." Cyrus said coldly.

"Your Excellency Inkabas, you are very clear that these dark creatures are all foreign...otherwise they would not appear here. If you agree, I can relieve you of this little trouble."

Cyrus had not had time to say anything.

The Great Elder has already stretched out his hand impressively, and pressed down lightly.

The spaceship queuing up to enter the port stopped crookedly, causing dissatisfaction and cursing from the people behind, and the hall became chaotic again. Not long after, someone hurriedly carried out several stretchers from the spaceship. .

There are many intelligent races in the Beluga galaxy, but aliens have different cultures, and they rarely travel to the deep blue star. People just take a curious look at these guys with wolf heads and full body hair, guessing whether the environment of the deep blue star is not suitable. Their life indicators, causing huge damage.

It was easy for Cyrus to find out these werewolves, their souls were in a mess, and they would not live long.

"I'm very disappointed in your trick." Cyrus frowned. "Sacrifice a few orcs, forge the illusion of the enemy, and want the Dark Council to continue to exist on the deep blue star with my consent?"

"They are just the first batch, and there will be more...these cannot be faked." The Great Elder hugged the black cat and said with a smile, "Except for tapirs, no life is born with the ability to tear apart dreams. There is no doubt that these orcs employ some magical gadgets, and whoever is behind these creatures, your Excellency should be aware of the threat."

The author has something to say: Well, someone ruined the dream and used some magical items...

The destroyers are orcs, and the elder said that these guys are traitors of the Dark Council. He told Cyrus that both the Dark Council and the Deep Blue Star are in danger.