Soul Mechanic [Interstellar]

[We met at that time, you don’t know]

A huge tentacled thing pierced the sky, like a skyscraper, thick and long, with no idea where it led to on the other end.

Its appearance is golden, but it is not as shiny as Simon's tentacles. On the contrary, it has disgusting black spots, and the black spots are twisting and wriggling like alive.

The others didn't seem to see the appearance of the tentacles, they just felt a hurricane coming and engulfing them in deep danger.

Mu Qiu was shocked by the monstrous negative emotions constantly emanating from the tentacles, making his mind dizzy, and a feeling of nausea rushed straight up.

Simon couldn't take it any better, at this moment he was holding his head, seeming to endure great pain.

Chu Qingtian and others raised their weapons, but didn't know where to attack.

Mu Qiu pointed towards the thinner part of the antennae.

Chu Qingtian pressed the launch button without hesitation, and only heard a "boom", the huge light wave rushed into the sky, and it seemed to collide with something in mid-air. The light wave paused, and blood splashed everywhere.

The sky was like a rain of blood, black and smelly "rain" dripping down, falling to the ground, making a "sizzling" burning sound.

Some ordinary people who were too late to hide were drenched in blood and couldn't help letting out a screaming howl.

Xiao Liu deliberately stretched out his hand to take a drop, and suddenly a blood hole was corroded on the back of his hand, "Hiss-so powerful?"

Xiao Qi kicked him with anger, "Tired of life?"

Xiao Liu curled his lips and waved his hands indifferently.

"Evacuate the crowd, distribute protective clothing, prepare for compression guns—" Chu Qingtian commanded calmly.

Mu Qiu looked at the sky nervously, the huge tentacles were cut open, which is really nothing for its huge size, but the other party struggled and twisted like a temper, but it made the blood flow more and more. .

Mu Qiu frowned tightly, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

"Death—death—" the big tentacles let out a hoarse roar, shocking Mu Qiu to breathe.

Chu Qingtian embraced the guide and erected a spiritual barrier in front of him.

The next moment, the light wave cannon on his shoulder fired again, the direction was where the blood rain was the densest.

Chu Qingtian's attack was like a signal, dozens of compression guns fired all at once.

Mu Qiu's spiritual realm trembled, and he spoke subconsciously, "Don't—"

Chu Qingtian looked at him without knowing why.

Mu Qiu opened his mouth dryly, and he couldn't tell why he wanted to stop it.

However, the next scene fully explained Mu Qiu's magical sixth sense.

Although the tentacles that were shot added several wounds, it was not fatal, but it was completely angry.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh-dead! Dead!"

The sky above my head was as if being stirred by a medicine pestle that reached the sky, the air surging, bright and dark.

Mu Qiu watched as the roots of the antennae shook heavily, and a large part of it shook out suddenly.

"Dead—dead—"

The disgusting tentacles swept vigorously towards the crowd.

A look of horror appeared on Mu Qiu's face.

He slammed the people around him behind him, and the tough guard hood swooped in front of everyone.

However, after all, it was a step too late.

Simon seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread, rushing into the air without any resistance.

At the same time, Lu Xun, who had held him tightly in his arms, was picked up by a powerful wave of air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

It was the tentacles, Mu Qiu could see clearly.

When the tentacles were thrown over for the second time, Mu Qiu jumped quickly and slammed on the disgusting tentacles, but Chu Qingtian and others were swept into the air, and then fell like a rag doll. .

Without the weapon in his hand, human beings have no power to fight back in front of the monster.

"Catch—it—it—whoop—"

A hoarse, strange voice rumbling in Mu Qiu's mind.

At this moment, Simon's face was pale, his eyes closed tightly, as if he had fallen into a coma.

Mu Qiu endured the shock in his mind, rolling his body with the ups and downs of his antennae, trying to get closer to Simon.

He desperately ignored the cry of the sentry and tried to persuade himself to calm down, only Simon in his firm eyes.

Mu Qiu knew that at this moment, he was the only one who could save his friend.

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Mu Qiu came to a strange five-dimensional space.

It's like a maze. There are roads in front and back, left and right, and even up and down, but you can't tell the direction.

Because these "roads" will continue to twist and turn with his actions.

The screen is everywhere in my eyes, and the light and shadow on it flicker, but it is blurry.

Mu Qiu tried to get closer, farther away, and close one eye, but couldn't see the specific picture clearly.

He has no mind to waste time, his only goal at this time is to go out, return to the Draco constellation, and return to friends and partners.

Since knowing these people, he has never been alone-he can no longer adapt to a solitary life, as he is now.

How is Simon?

Will Chu Qingtian be okay?

Has the tentacles been resolved?

Mu Qiu kept thinking about these questions in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more intense his fear in his heart—like a curse.

He ran forward desperately, but the road ahead seemed endless.

He tried to turn left, still the same.

Is this a high-tech prison room?

Mu Qiu became irritable.

However, the more irritable, the less there was a way out, and the surrounding screens even ran out to make trouble, and all kinds of noisy sounds spun into the ears at the same time.

Suddenly, he heard a chuckle.

Very familiar...who is it?

Mu Qiu stopped involuntarily.

He looked at the screen subconsciously, still blurry.

The sound in his ears is still noisy, but the laughter just never sounded again, just like his illusion.

No, Mu Qiu shook his head—I heard it right—he said to himself in his heart.

It was probably some kind of unspeakable perception, which made him faintly feel that the voice is very important, probably a key, or a clue, which must be clarified.

Mu Qiu closed his eyes and imagined the sound just now—

It is very light, with a carelessness, the corners of his mouth will probably rise slightly, and there is not much smile in the black eyes.

"Ah!"

Chu Qingtian's enlarged face suddenly appeared in Mu Qiu's spiritual realm.

That was the first time he really faced this man. He sat on the sofa and watched himself satirize Aubrey.

Yes, it is Chu Qingtian!

Mu Qiu opened his eyes abruptly, showing a confident smile.

Immediately afterwards, on the screen closest to him, the picture flashed, and there was a scene of the two meeting for the first time—to be exact, what Mu Qiu thought was the "first meeting".

The picture on the screen continues.

Time seems to be going backwards.

In the lush forest, Mu Qiu stretched out his mental tentacles for the first time since he became a guide.

Suddenly, a gray wolf appeared in front of him. It seemed to be injured and nervous. Nevertheless, it did not intend to harm the guide.

A kilometer away, a mecha with the Tianlong team logo fell into the jungle. In the cockpit, the **** man frowned and fell into a coma.

The screen switches again.

The sky is full of yellow sand, the air is scorching hot, and three suns are vying to roast people into dried meat. The flushed young man fell on the yellow sand, half of his body was burnt.

The help cannon had just exploded in the air, and the smoke had not yet dispersed. The OnePlus patrol spacecraft drove up slowly, and it seemed that someone could still hear complaints, "What's the use of rescuing the coward who will only raise the bullet for help?"

At this moment, a gray mech "swish" over the patrol boat and fell heavily to the ground. The cockpit was forcibly opened from the inside, and a man in black attire jumped off.

The man has a pretty nose, black eyes, and eyebrows that are used to raise when he is happy.

The man picked up the "corpse" on the ground without disapproval, cherishing it.

Next, is the Federal Innovation Awards ceremony before graduation.

The beautiful and fair-skinned young man pretended to be the military headquarters of the Federal First Military Academy, sitting with a group of people carrying stars and bars and even ears of wheat.

There are even gentle and amiable guides.

It was the first time that he saw so many guides. He couldn't restrain his inner impulse at all. He couldn't help but secretly stretched out a head with soft tentacles.

In almost an instant, a wave of violent shock came from the spiritual realm, which was caught off guard and could not be stopped.

The young man quickly retracted his tentacles, trying to show a calm and calm look.

However, not far away, the sentry went crazy. He frantically searched for the wave that throbbed him, and his expressions of excitement, longing, anxiety, and determination made him unforgettable.

Even earlier, Mu Qiu's early arrival was completely unpredictable.

On the spaceship bound for the imperial capital.

For the first time the little boy went out this far door.

He just got a limited edition mech from the Wolf Group, which was a birthday gift from his parents for his tenth birthday.

No one knows that there is an adult's soul in this small, cute body.

His mind has long passed the age of obsessing with toys, he just enjoys the time with his family.

On the opposite seat, there was a teenager who was a few years older than him.

The boy sat alone, unlike his parents sitting on either side.

He copied his hands and made a self-protective gesture. The expression on his face was also cold, as if he was telling people that I am fine and I am not afraid of anything.

However, the little boy clearly felt the loneliness in the eyes of the teenager, without family company, without parental care, and only pretending to be strong-no one knew that feeling better than him.

The teenager has a western-style face, but his eyes are black—the pure blackness reminds the little boy of the past, his previous life.

When he was watching the boy, the boy was also watching him, to be precise, he was watching his family.

Obviously he was envious, but he wanted to make a look of disdain.

The little boy smiled sweetly at the awkward and lonely teenager.

The boy was startled, and his ears reddened quietly.

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