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Xia Ming shook his head very slightly and said, "What's more, if you are the only one to support Xiaosha, that won't make much difference."

Altaïr frowned and bit his lower lip, and immediately said with some excitement: "You are the least qualified to say such things, right? They are all in this tattered look, and the enemy is of that level. Monster, do you still expect the future battle to rely on your mind to win the battle as before?"

"Calm down, Altaïr, it's okay, I know what I'm doing."

Xia Ming, who doesn’t want to do too much action, lowered his head and whispered, “It’s different from the battle just now. Whether it’s the big octopus or the current Xiaosha, I don’t know much about them. It’s a lot, and my body really limits me."

Intelligence is very, very, very important on a battlefield that is almost evenly matched, but this does not mean that intelligence can only be collected before the war.

In the ever-changing battle, as long as the brain turns fast enough, a lot of information with various meanings can also be collected.

Just like Xia Ming in the past.

But this time, in this time when the amount of intelligence before the war was similar to the previous times, Xia Ming could no longer play on the spot-Altaïr was in poor condition, Violet was exhausted, and Xia Ming himself...

No matter how it was said, even if the other two still had a little leeway to protect Xia Ming, he himself wouldn't be able to hold it for long.

The word rushing is quite reasonable. The previous Xia Ming was able to keep his brain running at a high speed in an environment of continuous blood loss and low oxygen, relying on the continuous high-speed secretion of endorphins and adrenal hormones.

But after this breath, after the continuously high-speed brain and body stall, it will be difficult for him to return to the previous state.

In short, the current Xia Ming's brain is not working well, and his body is even weaker. If it hadn't been for someone to hold him, he would definitely fall down when the wind blows.

In this state, let's not say that he is helping, thank God for not helping.

"In that case, you should also understand that leaving this place right now is the right choice, isn't it?"

If the three of them are in good condition, Altaïr does not object to Xia Ming's personal risk, because she knows that her father will not do stupid things.

However, Xia Ming's current appearance can no longer use ‘he doesn’t do stupid things, so let him go’. This is the reason why he can continue to mess around.

After all, no matter how you say it, it’s one thing to understand the truth, but the actual situation is another.

"of course not."

Without thinking about it, Xia Ming gave a negative answer, and the corner of his mouth pulled out a faint arc again with some difficulty.

Hmm... the decline in physical condition is becoming more and more obvious...

"You don't understand what I mean, Altaïr."

Xia Ming didn't seem to care about his situation, and continued to speak softly.

"I am very strong. My body restricts me."

"Um……?"

Altaïr turned his head slightly, looking at Xia Ming's side face with some confusion.

"Speaking of which, thanks to you, I originally thought that I would not be able to catch up, so I planned to use some unharmonious methods."

In Altaïr’s puzzled look, Xia Ming raised his head to look at Violet who was supporting him, with a faint smile on his stained face and said: "Thanks to you...this child is now It's-[thing] that belongs to me completely."

"...?"

"Although I only now know this is called [Permission], but—"

When Violet looked back with a look of incomprehension, Xia Ming stood on her toes slightly with difficulty, and put her right hand behind the girl’s neck with a gentle pressure, pushing her little head towards her raised face. Pressed on the past.

"It should be used like this... [Permission]..."

...

"This is……"

"It's magnificent. It's much bigger and terrifying than the group of alien beasts on the border, right? Miss Lu."

Seeing the woman in ancient costume staring at the two behemoths muttering to themselves, but unable to speak the complete words, Sakayanagi Yusu said with a slight smile.

"..."

"Of course."

Sakayanagi Yusu continued with a gentle smile: "Leave aside the woman's shell. Even if the octopus reptilian is just a clone, it is the prototype of the group of alien animals on the border. The authentic copy is better than the imitation. 'Good quality', shouldn't this be unusual?"

"The...prototype of the alien beast on the frontier?"

The woman in costume couldn't help being stunned.

"Um."

Sakayanagi smiled and nodded, but didn't mean to explain further. Instead, he changed the subject and said: "Miss Lu thinks, that woman, I mean the dark purple butterfly wings all over her body. Big guy, how long do you think it can last?"

Chapter 145 The Light Tower and Youth

How long can it last?

The woman in costume asked puzzledly: "Aren't they evenly matched now?"

A faint smile appeared on Sakayanagi Yusu's face, and he answered the wrong question: "Apart from hiding, what those crawlers are best at is the crude use of [authority], that is to say, what they like most is playing the current one. Frame-abandon energy, abandon mystery, convert all the'power' into unreasonable and mysterious quality, and then fist to the flesh...Speaking of which, this style is called'physical sanctification' on your side Coming?"

Looking up at the landscape that was too simple to describe, the woman in ancient costume nodded dumbly and murmured, "The flesh is sanctified... Almost..."

Is this lunacy?

Yusu Sakayanagi couldn't help but shook his head slightly: "'Give the world incomprehensible fear and madness'... This kind of reckless fighting style is very compatible with this evaluation."

It is not just the unknown that brings fear and madness. In other words, when the simple quality is magnified to that extent, the kind of horror can be seen at a glance, but it makes people have a deeper level. The'doubt'.

It is neither incomprehensible nor incomprehensible, but on the basis of understanding the reality, it is magnified to the extent that it is difficult to understand and accept.

The so-called ‘unintelligible’, if understood from this perspective, is indeed quite consistent with Cthulhu’s usual secretive style.

Secret, mysterious, unknown.

For ordinary people, it is not only one of the sources of progress, but also one of the inducements of fear and madness.

For the very people, for the so-called seekers, it is probably no different from poppies.

咚——

The seemingly ordinary walking stick was gently tapped on the ground, a circle of invisible waves rippled, Sakayanagi Yusu chuckles and said: "Don't look, that road is not for you, I don't want the helper I just found It's so scrapped."

"——!!!"

The woman in costume who was awakened suddenly couldn't help taking a few breaths. The face that was covered by the veil and the white mist was sweating like rain now, Sakayanagi Yusu was so convinced.

The woman in ancient costume calmed her breath, and then, she lowered her head and said softly: "Just now...Is that demon good at this type of battle? That puppet can't hold it anymore?"