The space in the sniffer may not have been covered with thick fog. This thick fog is probably caused by the things contained in the purple light ball emitted from Li Xinyan's own hand. According to Tirathimis, the thick fog in this space is probably his way to prevent the scorching sun from invading Li Xinyan's body.

Li Xinyan is not a complete mechanical life form, because according to the standards of the Machine City, he does not meet the standards at all. This is not just his body structure, but his body strength does not meet the standards of the Machine City. Strictly speaking, his body cannot store energy, and can no longer be considered a mechanical life form of the Machine City. His current physical state should be in a state between organisms and mechanical life form, which is more biased towards mechanical life form and higher than robots, but retains too many human biological mimicry designs.

Then according to this standard, it should be difficult for him to be infected with the sniffer in which the Scarlet Sun will is located, because the sniffer is basically ineffective for the infection of organisms. He will directly burn the organisms, and then he will be destroyed completely during the synthesis! But why is Li Xinyan still infected?

Could it be... it is a structural problem inside the sniffer? Obviously, Scarlet Ri has transformed the organizational structure inside the sniffer... or it was not done by him himself at all, but humans deliberately did it to obtain certain information from his modules, but they did not know that this change would allow Scarlet Ri to infect non-standard mechanical life forms like Li Xinyan?

In any case, this thing must be stopped. Instinctively, Stroger felt that he had to do so.

Strog opened his wings and ran into the thick fog. Because of his anxiety, the thick fog could not see the head. He didn't know whether the direction of his running was right or wrong. In addition, there were problems in his heart that he almost bumped into the small flying insects trapped in the gel-like smoke several times. Tiratmes said that the insects could not be touched. Strog completely believed it. Even if he didn't believe it, it was not the time to study it, but in this way, he ran very seriously.

"What a disgusting flight technology!" a voice muttered suddenly.

"Who?" Strogg stopped suddenly and said in surprise. In this space, Li Xinyan might be here, and the scorching madman must be here. Is there anyone else?

The voice said dissatisfiedly, "Oh, I've given you my body, I'll forget me so soon?" The voice said this very much like a girl complaining.

Stroger's scalp was a little numb, but then there was a flash of inspiration: "Folair?" "Who else can I be?" Folair said.

"Well, don't come out to make trouble. Now is the time to race against time." Stroger continued to run and said seriously. Furier shook his hand, and Stroger also shook his hand at the same time, slapped his face: "This body is yours, and it's mine. Am I just going to make trouble?" Stroger did not expect that Furier could control this body. He tilted his head and did not control his body shape. He rolled twice in the air, almost overwhelming a larger flying insect under his body.

"What are you doing?" Stroger was angry.

Frail said heartlessly: "Look at your control over your body. I finally have hands, which feels good."

Perhaps he slapped himself in the mechanical life body and said that he felt good, he was the first person.

"If you want to go, your Son, don't make trouble!" Strogg shouted.

Frell didn't care about Stroger's attitude, and a arrogant tone: "If you want to be fast, give me control of your body first. I'll show you what flying means!" He was not vague and stopped talking nonsense. He knew about everything that happened before as long as he didn't fall asleep.

Stroger thought it was right. Compared to flying, he could compare with Fleir, who had hundreds of years of flying experience. When he relaxed his consciousness, his body control was thrown to Fleir.

"Well, it feels good to have soft wings. At least, he is much lighter than my original wings!" Furel sighed. Stroger snorted, "Can you do it? If not, I'll do it!"

Before Stroger's words could be finished, his eyes suddenly burst into tears, and everything was pulled into a ray of light in front of him. This light was a flying insect hidden in the smoke. There was no doubt that because of its speed, Stroger had an illusion that seemed to have the smoke ball trapped in the flying insects around him, which was also pulled into a afterimage of speeding by!

During the influence of the change, Furel made five more turns and quickly passed in five different directions. Then, in a dizzy situation, Stroger stopped and calmed down. In front of him was the flying insect he was about to suppress just now. The flying insect was relatively large and easy to recognize.

The whole process took a short time, and when passing through the smoke balls, Freir was far better than Stroger able to control the flexibility of his body and wings, and every small flying insect was carefully surrounded.

"Before flying, you need to locate the navigation first, which you don't seem to know." Freir said Stroger didn't say anything to express his dissatisfaction.

"Well, this body looks good," Furier commented. "This space is now filled with smoke. The only way to judge the direction is the direction of the scorching sun. I just detected five points, and it is actually determining the direction of the scorching sun. No matter what it is, to move forward or spread, it must be from a high concentration to a low concentration. The scorching sun evolves itself into thousands of flying insects, and he cannot escape this logic, so the direction we are moving forward should be this direction!"

Furile pointed to the upper right position and galloped in that direction.

Since the space in the sniffer is filled with smoke, the distance to move forward cannot be judged at all, and time is not normal after being disturbed by Tirathimis, Strogg has no way to judge the specific situation of moving forward.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that fewer and fewer flying insects are pulling into light.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up. At some point in time, Fulell walked through thick fog and entered a gray and black void!

At the top of the void is a flesh-colored "sun" that is unknown how far away. Some visible flesh-colored light extends from there, and the ribbon extends to not far in front of you, as if you can reach it with your hand.

Strogg knew that this was an illusion, the space was scaled according to scale. If the distance he had flew before was not far, then these things were probably really in front of him, but they were so flying that it made him a little numb. How could the distance be close?

Looking back, the smoke behind him was like a sea of ​​clouds, with countless bright lights embedded in the sea of ​​clouds tumbling upwards. While they were wrestling, they were also moving forward towards the flesh-colored "sun".

In addition, there will be a silver light flashing in the sky, plunging into the sea of ​​clouds, causing surging cloud waves. At this time, a huge spherical star cluster will be generated in the sea of ​​clouds, colliding with the silver light that cuts through the sky. The result of the collision between the two is mutual destruction. This time, a cluster of purple light will be blown out and then disappeared into the void.

"Stroger! Let's see you below!" Fleir suddenly stopped flying, pointed to a huge cloud fist rising from the clouds and shouted at Stroger. The fist was starry-bright and swung from the side very quickly. If Fleir didn't stop, he would have collided with his fist without any suspense.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!