The stagnation felt by Mola is not a change in gravity, pressure, etc., but a lot of connection rods, gear sets or other structures in the frame of the body and spirit. You can react and fly back, but you have to follow the preset rules and lines of these structures.

In addition, do not do more points and less points.

Soaking in the life-saving pods that cultivate the abilities cultivated by practicing over the years and the "freedom" that you wantonly do after achieving extraordinary achievements will be erased directly.

She felt cold in her heart and made a decision.

A muffled explosion immediately sounded inside the armor, and the metal contour slightly surged outwards, and then the sound of disintegration and breaking was endless. At this moment, the armor on Mola's body burst out from behind his head to the tail ridge, and there were three layers of crack.

Then there was another "hissing" sound, blood slurry burst out from the cracks, flesh, nerves, etc. were also lifted out, revealing half of it, twitching in the air, and then being cut off by the bursting armor fragments.

As for Mola, it was earlier unsheathed from the metal and flesh shells.

It is actually even more extreme. Not only is it a layer of skin, but even the entire set of internal organs and flesh has been given up. It relied on its special "backup" physique to reshape a new physical and spiritual framework. At this time, her body was red and she was not covered with inches of thread, and even her head was shining with no hair. She was still covered with body blood and plasma, red and white, and she was extremely embarrassed.

But when she saw the external situation, she decided that the price was worth it.

Because her original body, on the thick armor outside, had been applied to a thick mud shell at some point - the mud, perhaps it was mud, as if it came from the void, as thin as sand and dust, as if it was smoke, stacked layer by layer, and then hardened into shells when it was stained.

Not only the armor, but also the "skin and flesh molt" she gave up, was penetrated through the cracks by the smoke and dust, and sealed tightly.

The same is true for the guards following her, as well as the "fighting puppet".

Now it's like a clay sculpture, staggering on the spot.

Mola had no energy to think about anything else. After she broke out of the shell, her body was instantly light, but it was only a moment. The feeling of stagnation and restraint came back on her body, as if the smoke and dust were also to be wrapped up, forming a mud shell and condensed outside.

There is a ghost in this hall!

With the flashing thoughts, Mo Laxin's body had already rushed out with the momentum in front of him and fell outside the prayer hall. He rolled and half up, trying to issue an order to let the guards and puppets come to block the gun, but he saw that the team of nearly 30 guards with puppets outside had already been covered with heavy mud shells, but he was still responding and looked at them, as if he wanted to listen to her arrangements.

Mola's heart sank, and the feeling of stagnation seemed to be connected with her mind, making her more clear and deep.

You can't shed any more, right?

Mola was stuck there, and at the entrance of the prayer hall, Shaosaido's clay dolls walked out, and the "fighting puppets" and the members of the guard team stood on the left and right, and they were one after another with the "clay doll" team outside, and it seemed to be together.

It was also at this time that Shaosaido, the "Must Doll Edition", spoke out and said in confusion:

"What are you going crazy!"

The tone of voice is natural, but this is no longer a normal reaction. Instead, it evolves according to the established thinking route and becomes a doll in the hands of a certain evil person.

Mola couldn't figure out what was going on and stopped thinking about it. This had exceeded the boundaries of her thinking and cognition. She just considered that under such circumstances, she could "molt the shell" for a few more rounds and whether she could escape from this horror before this.

And after several changes of thoughts, her methods seemed to be stagnant and fell into the constraints of laws - yes, at this time, no matter in the abyss, spiritual or material aspects, they are all in abundance. You can follow your own ideas, but you must follow the rules and standards set here.

Even the core of the "Tika" that controls this redundant body seems to be infiltrated and completely controlled by the rules and regulations here.

Mola then realized that dealing with such a situation is beyond her ability limit.

Even struggling is useless.

Those who can play this kind of evil taste in "playing house" are not on the same level as her at all.

So, who is it?

Mola unconsciously thought of someone, and just as she unconsciously depicted the image, there was a voice in her ear. It was not him, but a "fighting puppet" that had been "mud puppet" behind her back. This guy without language skills actually spoke, even though he was hoarse and difficult, it was still clear:

"Redundant…and gentle experimental design."

There is no obvious tone, it seems to be an expression of primary artificial intelligence.

While it was speaking, the "mud shell" on its body disintegrated, and the heavy mecha was creaking, as if it was about to collapse. But in the end, this "steel giant" still maintained its original form, and only the sound continued to be heard:

"A 'space-time silhouette' builds a LAN. It is so complicated that you may not get the desired results... So, is this an experiment?"

The inconsistent statements and the expression of self-talk are not particularly easy to understand, but Mola is already very familiar with:

"Teacher Li Wei!"

As soon as the greeting sound came out, Mola discovered that the base was shaking slightly, as if the stratigraphic structure had lost its stability, but it had not increased its intensity. Within the range of eyes, all the clay man and earth dolls were frozen in place, including Shaosedo.

In theory, is this returning to the normal state?

Mola clearly realized that the rules and constraints in the Yuan District, the spiritual and material fields became chaotic, as if the machine that was running stably had a malfunction, and her "degree of freedom" was returning.

The "smoke and dust" that could be adhered to the body at any time before was inexplicably blown away.

Obviously, this is because of Levi's appearance—to be precise, his will arrive through the air.

The gods are fighting!

But opposite, is it you... junior brother?

Ronan's image truly took shape in his heart and collapsed like a bubble.

Mola really couldn't find this base. These methods were related to Ronan, but how could she have really seen the details of the "living god"?

At this moment, in front of her, the "fighting puppet" who was the carrier of Li Wei's will turned around and looked around: "It's a bit familiar, but it's also specious... Your mission has been completed well."

Mola twitched the corner of her mouth and wiped the mucus that had slipped off her forehead: "So we just shot in the probe, your tube of 'injection' is behind. Now that the injection is successful, can I leave?"

"certainly."

“…Well, why don’t you take me a ride?”

"Hold on."

After a brief conversation, the "Fighting Puppet" walked back to the prayer hall.

cut!

Mola shrugged, and there was no suitable object to cover her body around her. She just kept her body naked and followed calmly. She passed by the "shell" she shed just now, and even curled her lips:

“This is what you call a ‘gent’ experimental design.”
Chapter completed!