Chapter 1786

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Vitoria doesn't know where the enemy behind her is now, and who she should trust. All of a sudden, everyone becomes unreliable. There is only rustling background sound in the radio.

Charleson was not online, and the officers on the bridge disappeared.

The deck beneath the feet creaks every once in a while, which is the sound made by special metals to relieve fatigue due to the structural adjustment of the internal flow layer. It is said that it is quite similar to the sound made by naval ships hundreds of years ago.

Vitoria had never noticed the sound before, but now, in the silence, it made her a little nervous.

The cold white light set off the whole corridor like a cold storage. Vitoria had never felt this light so uncomfortable before.

She suddenly realized that she was on a ship, which, though almost the size of the city to her, was already an isolated ship sailing in the boundless darkness.

What if all the people on board die? A psionic can do this.

At the thought of being locked up with tens of thousands of coffins on an isolated ship, the female samurai's nerves kept beating slightly.

If the psychic left, she would be the last survivor of the ship, wandering alone among the coffins, unable to communicate with anyone for decades. Maybe she would talk to the dead and eventually become a dead person.

Vitoria slapped herself hard in the face. The sudden fear made her sweat. But it came too suddenly, and it didn't conform to her character at all. It was more like a forced memory.

The samurai realized that the enemy had arrived and was around her.

"A bad trick!" Vitoria threw away her cooling gun, took out the last grenade, bravely pulled out the insurance and held it in her hand: "do you think this will scare me out? Dream

The creaking sound around her ears disappeared, or was no longer magnified, and the surrounding light changed from cold to original color. Of course, in the eyes of the female warrior, the surrounding environment has never changed.

It was just her psychological feelings that changed.

"What are you doing? I saw you take out the grenade, damn it, put that damn bolt back in Charleson's voice appeared on the radio again: "what are you crazy about again? Or what do you see that I can't see in surveillance? "

"He's by my side, Charleson." The samurai carefully observed around, refused to let go of any corner: "he is by my side."

Before Charleson answered, Vitoria said again, "I'm sorry, Charleson."

"Sorry for what?" Charleson asked with some doubts: "you..."

"do you remember your injury? Is your wound healed? " Vitoria replied softly, pulling off her headset: "you're no longer in the monitoring room, remember? You should not be able to see me

So, here you are, the samurai throws away another weapon, reaches out and gropes in the direction in front of her: "are you afraid, are you afraid of this grenade? Then you must be very close to me

It was I who brought the invisible enemy to the place he wanted to find. After solving the mystery in her heart, the samurai realized her mistake in an instant.

She did not touch anything in front of her body, but she was sure that the invisible enemy was nearby, so she was afraid of the grenade.

The woman warrior cleanly released her hand, she will not be afraid to die with the enemy.

However, the grenade in the moment of leaving the hand, it stayed there, as if an invisible hand held it.

In fact, it is.

In the gap between the wall and behind the woman warrior, an extremely thin figure gradually appeared. The pale hand held the grenade tightly, while his other hand stayed in the female warrior's ear.

"Why didn't I find you so smart before? A barbarian? " Charleson's mouth was close to Vitoria's ear: "why didn't you become so smart until I died?"

"I'm sorry, Charleson." Vitoria turned her head slowly, almost to the face of Charleson's head.

Charleson's head was held in midair by his emaciated palm, his face still had a look of pain, and half of his spine was under his neck, still carrying blood.

"Don't be sorry, I started fast enough for him to remember nothing." "I've always been gentle, and there's no need to torture such a worthless imitation," explains Luo Jia, who once appeared with Deng Tengda, with a smile

Luojia threw Charleson's head on the ground like garbage: "then, madam, thank you for leading the way. Now please open this door, otherwise this kind of good thing will not happen to you."

"Dream!" The female warrior took out a self-made battle axe from her back waist, and skillfully rotated an axe flower in her hand. On the surface of the axe was the exorcism mark carved by herself, which was learned in Beifeng tribe and has the effect of fighting against chaos and evil spirits.This is the assassin's mace for Yang Yuefan.

However, the next second, the woman warrior was thrown away by Luojia, and her strong body hit the other side of the cabin and hit the ground.

Charleson's godless eyes are facing Victoria, which seems to contain infinite regret.

Vitoria reached out and closed Charleson's eyes, but Luojia did not interrupt the farewell ceremony. He waited quietly: "our time is limited, ma'am, you know our means, you will always yield, so why can't we skip this process, you just do what I say?"

"You can control my mind, or more simply, look at my hand and verify the biological information." The samurai got up from the ground and felt that her brain had never been so efficient: "but you didn't do it. You were even afraid that I would be blown up. Why?"

Luojia's face began to look ugly.

"I think it must be because Yang Yuefan created a little obstacle here on the psychic level." As she said this, she was far away from the door of Xu Yichen's Cabin: "you said through the mouth of Charleson that I am the key, so only I can block it through the power created by Yang Yuefan, right?"

"It's not good for you to be too clever, savage." The glabrous Luojia's eyes glowed: "I don't need your cooperation, but doing so will save me some energy. But now that Yang Yuefan has been entangled, I don't need to worry about so much. I will let you watch how the variable you give high expectations is killed."

In front of the female warrior, Luojia walked towards the cabin step by step, as if there were ten thousand tons of weight on him.

However, such a short distance always has an end. When Luojia tore open the metal gate with her hands, the woman warrior felt that the hope of the world was over.

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