One Eyed Monster

The flame is like an arrow, stabs Igor quickly, with a strong momentum!

But this attack is no longer a problem for Igor, he can easily avoid this flame attack. The only thing that makes him feel a little pity is that he exposed himself so early, which really shouldn't be.

But thinking about it, it’s not easy not to be discovered in this state. After all, he is an energy body that wanders around in this deadly environment. Even if he tries to hide his whereabouts, he will be caught by opponents. Discovered so easily.

Thinking of this, Igor was even more relieved. The corners of his mouth raised, and he pulled out the meteor sword from his body, slashing with a sword against the flame.

The flame was divided into two, and Igor was already very familiar with the attack formed by the energy body, and such an attack could be completely resolved for him.

The flames of the attack were then divided into various fragments, turned into flames and scattered everywhere, and then nothing was left.

Of course Igor knew that this was definitely not the only offense. He had already defended himself by his side long ago, and his spiritual defense had already wrapped his whole body. Now he wanted to see if this powerful force that released so much energy was actually how is it like.

From those complaints just now, Igor already knew that one of the forces was the psychic book, and now the other forces directly attacked him, and soon he would be able to figure out what is going on in this place.

What happened on the South Street of this city of replication, Igor is still not clear for the time being, but he still has a simple guess that links all of these things together. This simple guess is that this is what the copyist wants to make the entire city of copying look real.

Obviously he wants to make the library on South Street show its effects. Only the existence of psychic books can make this South Street look fake, otherwise everything will be useless.

Igor. This is the thing that bothers Igor. Why does this copyist want to make this place so vivid? Why do even a psychic library on South Street make it so realistic!

Fire attacks come one after another, but Igor, who has a defensive wall, is not afraid of these things at all. These flames seem to have very rich energy bodies, but these energy bodies change too little. The first part is the same, and you don’t need to use his sword. Shocked by the defensive spiritual power armor.

Igor instantly showed a powerful force on this South Street. He stepped forward and slowly began to expose this mysterious force.

After a few rounds, Igor discovered that this attack was almost the same, without any change. It seemed to be released from a mold. This made Igor no longer need to actually do it, because he simply It's impossible to get hurt!

This powerful release of energy is just a cover, there is no power at all, except for the abundant energy, Igor can't see anything special.

As he progressed step by step, Igor also gradually penetrated into the vicinity of the main body of the attack. This force that was originally regarded as a mysterious force is now peeling off the veil bit by bit, exposing the ordinary Can no longer be ordinary appearance.

Going deep into the South Street Library, Igor discovered that apart from the psychic book maintaining its individuality, the other forces are a concentration of energy. He has seen this feature before, but The black puppets I saw at that time were much stronger than the sub-power in front of me.

This force, with its momentum, could not show its power at all.

Now that Igor is in the land of no one, he doesn't need to care about the fire attacks of these puppets. No matter how these puppets strengthen the momentum of the flame, they will not be able to cause any harm to Igor, and there is no effect at all.

But even so, these puppets still did not give up the attack, they did the same thing again and again, and suffered the same failure.

Igor was embarrassed at this moment. He scratched his head, feeling that he was a bit too domineering.

But Igor's dullness didn't make any changes to these puppets. They still released the flames of attack according to the original rhythm.

A machine is a machine. The first part is the same, there is no change, the offense is without rules, there is no threat, it is really a waste of such ample energy...

Igor felt a little pity, but he suddenly thought of the purpose of his coming here. He was to explore this unknown realm. He couldn't jump into the abyss and let his fate. If it didn't work, he had to save them. The world, he still wants to bring hope to everyone, how can he forget his own business in this place with so much emotion.

With a slap on his head, Igor immediately became sober, and the flames that attacked him also ran everywhere because of his action. The energy was already abundant, and guided by Igor, these energies wandered around, forming a small energy collision in an instant, which instead made the entire South Street more lively.

Igor looked around, and realized that there seemed to be only one way to understand what was happening in this place.

This method is his only choice, he has no choice at all, because now the only one who maintains his personality in front of him is the power of the psychic book.

He has controlled this force, and maybe there will be a little windfall...

Do whatever you think of, nothing can be delayed, this is Igor's style.

Therefore, under the fierce fire attack, Igor calmly walked towards the psychic book curled up in the corner...

The psychic books are naturally not fools, and they are naturally nervous when they see such a powerful existence coming straight to them~www.ltnovel.com~. After all, the power of these psychic books is limited, because the energy flow frequency of these books is not as good as these puppets!

"Hey hey hey, what are you going to do, don't mess around!"

"Yes, we are not easy to mess with, we are psychic books!"

"You idiots didn't see it, this guy went straight to us, we are in danger!"

Facing Igor's approach, the psychic books began to react instinctively.

Igor found that it was really a wise choice to go to this South Street. All the things he has encountered so far are reasonable and he can reason out. This feeling is simply right at home!

That's right, this city of replication is 100% a masterpiece of Kuyturan.

This guy has always done things incomprehensibly, and now it's just like that.

Igor shrugged. He looked at these psychic books with a light of sympathy in his eyes...