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Chapter 509 NO.92 Who Doesn't Like A Happy Reunion
At this moment, in a different-dimensional space in the base city that is difficult to reach by any monitoring.

The Metronians lay on the metal plate surrounded by white gas.

The frost spread on his body, making him look like seafood in a freezer.

But it is rare to have to grill your own seafood.

The lingering white air is not cold air, but steam, and the Metronians are heating up all over their bodies, which is hot enough to make some older cosmic people have some bad associations.

Is this going to explode?

It is undeniable that at that moment, several red-colored figures appeared in their minds.

He also shuddered quietly because of those postures, and stepped back a little.

But they were a minority after all, and more people whispered around the Metron star.

Condescending, overlooking each other's posture, like a group of vultures.

"Tver, this guy, I didn't expect to be useful in this way."

"Hiding the miniature new world in one person can really succeed."

"It's a good use of waste. I heard from the Naker star that this guy is very close to that Linton. He is really being used everywhere."

"Ah, Commander Black, may I ask about our new world..."

"Isn't it stable yet? The shell can't hold on for too long."

The vultures saw the leader, and when the man in black dress approached, everyone stepped aside and cast eager eyes on him.

"That's why I came here, everyone. The foundation of the new world has been constructed, and you can find your own vehicles." The man responded with a smile.

"Just waiting for your words! People from the technology development zone come here to follow!"

"Okay! Matlin, let's go!"

"Okay! Thank you very much! Commander Black!!"

...Excited greetings, words of thanks, and swearing and urging continued one after another. When the man responded with a smile and turned his head to look at the condition of the 'container', some anxious officials also stepped forward.

"Mr. Commander, Seamomo can't be contacted. Has he also stayed to fight against those annoying Ultra fighters?"

"The same goes for Giorchini. Thinking about yesterday, he directly left me the share of New World's machinery factory. Sure enough, he is planning to sacrifice himself."

"And Geller and the others! Are they also for us..."

Cadres from the Babar Stars, Baltan Stars, and Sharplei Stars stepped forward one after another.

Obviously, they all came to confirm the situation of their compatriots, relatives and friends. Even if they had already made a conclusion in their hearts, they still couldn't help but be lucky.

Regarding this, the man just smiled helplessly, raised his cane and pointed to a Zarabu star in the distance: "The person in charge of battlefield supervision is there, I believe he will know who you are looking for."

"Ah, sorry."

"Ah, it's Mr. Zarrab, Mr. Zarrab!"

With the right lord, the cosmic people who were in a hurry to go to the doctor moved away immediately, and the space near the Metronian was vacated again, and the Yabo people who were pushing the cart approached.

"Your Excellency, Commander, step aside." Picking up bags of compressed and folded medical devices from the trolley, the Yapo man seemed to be a medical worker, giving needles and infusions to the Metronians in the frozen device. .

To be honest, there are so many cosmic beings of different races and structures in this aggressive coalition army, obviously there are not many races that can really be good doctors.

The Yabo people, who have experience in creating super beasts and are familiar with the physiological structure of different races, are one of them.

Although the professional counterpart has to be a monster, but the understanding of the physiological structure of the cosmic people is not bad.

Even with such a special appearance as a Metronian, he can accurately find the veins and arteries, but even if he is familiar with the physiological structure, it does not mean that his medical level is so high.

"How about it?"

Commander Black, who gave enough distance to let the opponent move, his eyes were not as calm and calm as before.

It was also meeting his gaze that the Yabo man looked around subconsciously. After realizing that there was almost no one in the space, he turned around and said with some hesitation: "...His fever is very difficult to go away."

"It can be seen." Looking back from the other party's body emitting white smoke, the man looked at the Yabo man again, "but what I asked was how long he can live, and we don't have much time."

He has a very clear understanding of the status quo.

There have always been many different worlds in the digital domain. As long as they are closed in time, even if the police get the help of the God-blessing audio team and the digital world, it will be difficult to locate the new world in the short term.

But if they kept opening the portal like this and waited for all the compatriots in the coalition army to transfer, something would definitely happen.

So the door should be closed as soon as possible, and beyond that...

He glanced at Tver in the freezing device again, his bright red shell-like body seemed to have faded.

Metronians are often called seafood because of their appearance, but they are completely opposite to real seafood. When their dark-colored main body starts to lighten, it also means that the vitality is gone.

"The same is true for the human girl in the data who was permanently possessed for the first time. After that, her condition improved a lot, but that is just a reference..."

The Yabo doctor hesitated a little, and only his eyes could see the tangle on the same aquatic carapace-like face.

"Faibas is just imitating the constancy, but the oppression of information in the miniature world is real. Even if Tver is not a pure data life but a biological body with higher information density, it probably..."

boom!
He hadn't finished speaking when Commander Black's cane hit the floor under his feet.

The dull sound of metal clashing almost made Dr. Nayapo tremble: "I asked how long it can last! Can't your machines give you any results!?"

"Ten... 10 minutes! His physical fitness can only support those information for 10 minutes!"

"10 minutes..." Commander Black, who received this answer, was lost in thought, with a serious expression on his face.

"10 minutes..."

He sighed suddenly again, but immediately felt something was wrong.

Because his exclamation just now was extremely deep, even though he also had his own voice, it was as illusory as a mixed sound.

Looking at the doctor at the side, he looked at him with puzzled eyes, and he immediately raised his cane.

"Everyone! Withdraw—" "Where are you going?"

As if he had completely predicted his every move, even what he would say when he shouted, it was still the sound of the sinking urn, coming from the side, blowing with a sharp wind.

coming!

Noble!

Commander Black's reaction was half a beat slow, but there were dark red tentacles protruding from under his uniform, and he blocked the long blade with unrivaled tenacity, and wrapped it around the next moment.

And he himself took a half step back amidst this momentary insistence.

During this half step, he saw a hideous face.

The silver light spot rising from the black smoke should be difficult to discern, but he is very familiar with it, because the eyes that are sharp enough to see through him are deep enough.

With three degrees of knowledge.

It was enough for him to realize at that moment that it was a face that shouldn't appear, right in front of him, with a misty black mist.

The condensation of deep resentment stems from the remnants of ghost lover power.

"you……"

His heart tightened, and a stream of blood overflowed from his mouth.

Looking down, you can see the familiar bone spur.

It was Black Endor's bone spur, piercing into his chest in half.

Even with the power of Pei Mo Nengyu, it flew across him and nailed to the wall four feet away.

"you?"

Repeating the pronunciation that the other party failed to complete, the demon tilted his head slightly and sneered jokingly.

With his sneer, the space also began to flash red.

Noisy voices came from all directions.

Those voices are not uniform at all, but they are all human voices, but the language is even more weird, all of which are accustomed to each other, showing that the speaker is panicking instinctively.

It was also these voices that made the face of the man nailed to the wall obvious stunned.

"10 minutes, I'm very confused about whether I should give up some people, right?"

The devil looked at him, grinning sharply.

Among the raised claws, there was an extra knuckle thorn with a strange shape at some point, and when he pressed it down, it also made a strange mechanical sound.

"Listen to me, don't give up on any of them."

"You can be tidy."

(End of this chapter)