As for the enemy's things, Dai Xingwei, who rushed forward, would naturally not miss this opportunity.

He suddenly approached the man, and at some point he put on his fist, a faint halo appeared on the surface of the finger tiger. He accelerated, expelled evil spirits, and destroyed demons and numerals, increasing his fist speed to another level.

The lightning-like boxing hit the man's chest, pointing to the tiger like a spear, piercing the other person's skin. A terrifying qi and blood burst out. The man's chest immediately broke a big hole, revealing the thick white bones and wires that kept passing through the flesh and blood. It was like a poisonous snake. When earthworms mating, they were entangled with each other, and violently wriggling the body that filled the defect.

"Ao!" The man screamed, and the wires on his body kept shaking, heading towards Dai Xing for thrusting.

Dai Xing, who was dodging left and right, dared not carelessly looking at the cracks on the ground. Although this kind of blow can be ignored according to his physical strength, as a warrior who is proficient in fighting skills and has talked with strange and weird battles several times, he knew better that he must minimize the possibility of injury when facing this monster. This is a warning left by the predecessors participating in the war with their blood and life in the past dynasties.

However, the wires inside the man's body seemed endless, and wires of varying thickness kept rushing out from under the skin, compressing Dai Xingwei's movement space.

In the end, when Dai Xing chose to resist, a light tower fell from the sky and accurately blocked the electric shock.

However, it was Yuan Qingwei's magic support. After the light banner fell, it was attached to Dai Xing's body. Unless it was directly hit by the thick wire, it could not break through the glory even if it was hit by the thin wire several times.

"Bastard!" The man looked at Yuan Qingwei, and strands of mist merged into his body from all directions. The wires also changed new changes. The human face on the surface began to solidify, turning into sharp small thorns with anti-blades. The tips of the whip were curled up, like the letter in the mouth of a poisonous snake, sharp and fatal!

Dai Xing did not dare to be careless, so he retreated conservatively and looked at Yuan Qingwei and said, "Alienization? Degenerate? Or..."

Yuan Qingwei stepped on Tiangang, and the whisk in his hand kept hitting the surroundings, but the vibration caused was getting smaller and smaller. As Dai Xingwei approached, he stopped: "It should be alienation, and it also extracted the power of the rest of the thoughts in the field."

"So, the core of this field is either feasibility one or possibility three!"

"If the possibility is one, the workload will be great, if the possibility is three, the workload will be great."

Yuan Qingwei looked at the young men hiding in the corner behind him and fiddling with the instruments, and felt helpless.

The so-called possibilities one and possibilities three are the nine possibilities analyzed later, and numbers from one to nine are given respectively according to the size of the possibility.

Among them, possibility one is to think that the man in front of him is the core of the field. Possibilities three is to think that the core of the field is actually the dead child.

According to the information collected by the personnel behind the scenes, the child's depression comes from fear of the outside world. Therefore, it is very likely that the child, as the core, does not have the power to take charge of the field. Because the children who are afraid of the abusers, they tie themselves to a small space in prison, and naively believe that the masters of the field are those who are abusers, not themselves.

Although this cognition cannot change the core identity, it can indeed transfer the power of power. At the same time, once this speculation is established, then all the good kids in the "repair factory" may be the core.

This is not a small workload, and the time required will inevitably be much less.

"How long does it take?"

After hearing this, Dai Xing calculated the time secretly and said, "According to the usual speed, it should be more than twenty minutes!"

"Do you think he will give us more than twenty minutes?" Yuan Qingwei smiled bitterly at the man who had completed the change.

If the man could still see what a person looked like before this change, he could no longer find out the outline of a person.

The man had turned into a giant ball of meat more than two meters high, and his limbs turned into more than a dozen wires entangled together.

In his position, or it should be the head, there is no visible anything related to hair and eyebrows, nor any wires. There are only pieces of things that do not know whether they are scales or scabs covering it, which makes it the thing of the eyes, deeply sunken in it, barely leaving a tiny visual gap. There is only a huge gap in the mouth, and one of the slender fangs, which are jagged and rugged on the exposed skin, looking disgusting and terrifying.

"Impossible? So..." Before Dai Xingwei finished speaking, the monster opposite launched an attack, and thick wires rushed out from the ground, while slender ropes came from the sky.

"You attack, I defend!" Yuan Qingwei said, took a step back, swung the whisk to the ground, and the clear light passed by, and more than a dozen yellow talismans followed, surrounding them into a circle, surrounding the two of them and the young people behind them.

A faint light emerged from the yellow talisman, connecting with each other, like a bowl covering everyone. In addition, a faint light condensed on the ground, flashing unsteadily.

On the other hand, Dai Xing punched several sharp barbs covered with sharp barbs and pierced the barrier, and together with Yuan Qingwei, he protected the other personnel's collection of information.

"How long will it take!" Yuan Qing frowned slightly, his skin was like jade, crystal clear, and his flesh and blood, could be vaguely seen. This is a manifestation of the extreme movement of magic power.

"Four-five minutes!" The young men behind also saw something was wrong, calculated the time, and gave a relatively accurate number.

"Four and fifteen minutes?" Yuan Qing repeated with a wry smile.

Now, the light curtain guarding everyone has become a cage that binds them. Dozens of wires outside are entrenched layer by layer, lingering tightly around the light tower, trying to crush Yuan Qingwei and others!

The most troublesome thing is that Yuan Qingwei could clearly feel that the wires with terrible power outside were already there. With the assistance and blessing of the scene, the sharp spikes gradually appeared on the surface of the sharp spikes. These lines were twisted and depraved, and were full of strange corrosion.

At the same time, Dai Xing punched the wire again and again, the damage caused by the rolled-off dirt to the light pagoda and the rapid disappearance of the runes on his body, all indicate that the opponent's strength is increasing.

"You can't wait like this!" Yuan Qingwei, who maintained her defense, looked at Dai Xingwei and spoke.

But unexpectedly, Dai Xingwei stopped and looked at Yuan Qingwei with a calm look: "Our department only has one set of instruments, and once this set of instruments is turned on, it cannot be moved easily. How long can you last?"
Chapter completed!