"What the hell is this thing …"
Yin Jie raised his head and looked up. In the night sky, the huge panda even blocked the moonlight and was smashing towards him at an incredible speed.
The huge pressure made Yin Jie almost unable to breathe. His eyes widened and blurted out, "What the …"
Before the word "go" could even be said, Xiao Bai had already fallen from the sky like a meteorite.
BANG!
The ground trembled, and a large amount of dust rose up along with blood splashing everywhere!
When the dust dispersed, the mutant panda slowly raised its huge head from the pool of blood. On its blood-stained face, a pair of blood-red eyes seemed to be faintly glowing.
The enraged beast pounced on the enemy violently. Relying on its primordial strength and body, it directly crushed the enemy into pieces!
The mutant panda slowly propped up its body, and thick blood was constantly dripping down its snow-white fur.
It shook its head violently, opened its mouth, and revealed its cold fangs, like a beast coming out of hell.
"MEIGRR!"
"HOLY SHIT!"
Ling Mo was hanging in the air, and his eyes were already stunned.
This panda was simply the embodiment of violence when it wasn't restricted by the terrain.
No matter how bad Yin Jie was, he should still have some combat experience in close combat. At the very least, he should be much stronger than ordinary people.
But such an enemy was no different from an ant in front of the mutant panda!
"Are you really a national treasure that only knew how to act cute before you mutated?! Don't tell me you're actually wearing red underwear and practicing boxing against a tree trunk in front of tourists during the day! "
After being stunned for a while, Ling Mo suddenly reacted and suddenly went crazy, "You idiot! Didn't I tell you to leave him alive?! A lot of my spiritual power was crushed by you! Don't you have a softer way of attacking? Can you not be so simple and crude … "
But then Ling Mo realized that his request was a bit difficult for Xiao Bai.
It had only been a few days since it was controlled, and he was already expecting it to understand complex instructions and restrain its wild nature to do things according to his instructions … This was too difficult for it.
"I'll let it go this time … Eh, why aren't you chopping cabbages anymore?" Ling Mo suddenly looked down at the short man below.
Xiao Bai's astonishing performance not only stunned Ling Mo, but also stunned this cabbage-chopping soldier.
He carried his broadsword and stared blankly at the mutant panda not far away.
"It's time for you to wake up, right? Since the controller is dead … "
Ling Mo thought as he looked down at the short man.
But he soon realized that the little man's mental state seemed to be a little off.
The other small ball of light hidden in his spiritual ball of light did not disappear with Yin Jie's death. Instead, it gradually expanded.
"What's going on?"
Ling Mo immediately became vigilant. He looked at the pool of blood and meat that was stepped on by the mutant panda, and suddenly had a bad feeling.
That Yin Jie was obviously the direct commander of this operation. Could it be that he still had a backup plan?
"Hehehehe …"
Suddenly, a strange laugh came from the short man's mouth.
The laughter was intermittent and the tone was strange, like a stuck tape.
At the same time, the two spiritual balls of light seemed to have merged together, and the spiritual power of the short man instantly skyrocketed!
A spiritual energy invisible to the naked eye, but Ling Mo could clearly "see" it with the short man as the center, instantly swept through the area like a storm.
Ling Mo suddenly felt dizzy, and the spiritual power that he condensed into a tentacle was immediately dispersed.
He suddenly fell from mid-air, but the moment he was about to hit the ground, a newly condensed spiritual tentacle had already caught him.
But before his feet touched the ground, a cold light slashed towards him!
Swish!
The cold light hadn't arrived yet, but the gust of wind had already arrived.
The tingling sensation from his skin and the strong pressure he experienced on his spirit made Ling Mo feel suffocated in an instant.
A spiritual tentacle hooked onto a street lamp pole on the side and pulled Ling Mo horizontally, dodging the other party's slash.
But the short man's movements did not stop at all. When the blade missed, he used the force to somersault, and the moment he landed, the blade had already slashed horizontally.
This cold light was like a rippling blue wave under the moonlight. It was beautiful, but it contained a deadly murderous intent.
The moment the cold light swayed in front of him, Ling Mo suddenly rose up, and at the same time as he passed the blade, he kicked towards the front of the short man.
The short man leaned back, and the big blade in his hand had changed from a horizontal slash to an upward slash.
Seeing that Ling Mo was about to be cut in half, he had already moved forward a distance, and with both feet together, he stepped on the short man's face.
As he rose up, several spiritual tentacles had already shot towards the short man.
After a few agile dodges, the short man stood in place and looked at Ling Mo.
Different from before, this time he was "looking" at Ling Mo, he was really staring at him.
He was calm and even looked a bit gentle. If it wasn't for the footprints on his face and the two lines of nosebleeds that were falling down from his nose …
Ling Mo took a moment to glance at the mutant panda. This guy had just been affected by the spiritual energy, and for some reason, it had rushed into the roadside green belt.
At this moment, its big head was stuck between two big trees, and its round butt was exposed, shaking left and right …
"Ah … I raised an idiot …" Ling Mo sighed in his heart.
"Sure enough, you're not an ordinary spiritual psychic."
The short man's speech was a little smoother than before, but it still gave people the feeling that he was a three-second repeater. It was as if someone had said something in his mind first, and then he would repeat it:
"There is some kind of spiritual connection between this mutant beast and you, right? Although I'm not good at detecting weak spiritual energy, I still felt it for a moment. This also explains why my plan failed at the beginning. It turns out that we didn't understand the nature of your ability at all.
You can command this kind of mutant beast, right? But every ability has certain limitations. I think quantity or distance should be the flaws of your ability, right? "
"Although I made a very subtle mistake in saying one point, the rest is almost all correct …"
Ling Mo was stunned for a moment.
The reason why the short man thought it was "command" instead of "control" was obviously based on the performance of the mutant panda.
When it comes to "control", one would generally think of it as a marionette. All the actions of the controlled are controlled by the controller.
This was indeed the case for Ling Mo at first, but after repeated experiments and connections, he was able to only maintain the connection between the two sides, but not control the actions of the zombie puppet.
This was not in line with the behavior of an ordinary controller. Whether it was a mutant beast or a zombie, of course, it was necessary to fully control it in order to exert its combat power …
But Ling Mo's situation was very special. He controlled his girlfriends not to treat them as fighting machines, but to be with them.
This was something that no matter how divergent his thinking was, it was difficult to think of.
Although the short man saw through some superficial things, he still didn't understand the essence.
"You keep saying 'I' … It seems that you have completely taken over this cabbage soldier's body …"
Ling Mo sneered and said.
"No …"
The short man (Yin Jie) shook his head and said, "It's just a fusion. From the very beginning, I've treated you as a very strong opponent. If you can catch a sniper rifle bullet, then how useful can a sniper like me be? So, I had to keep an eye on you. "
"Fusion?"
Ling Mo observed for a while and had a general understanding of Yin Jie's ability:
If the previous smaller spiritual ball of light was regarded as a parasite, and Yin Jie as the mother … There should be some kind of ability to freely switch between the parasite and the mother.
"Although it's a fusion, your body has already become like that … Aren't you just occupying the body of your companion?"
Ling Mo sneered and said.
The short man didn't even turn his head. He still stared at Ling Mo and said calmly, "In order to complete the mission, a little sacrifice should be made. What's more, such a fusion is perfect to deal with a spiritual psychic like you, isn't it? "
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