Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

When Li Yao carefully weighed the tens of thousands of Saint Allies through the cave, these allies also seemed to receive some kind of signal, brushing their heads up and staring at Li Yao.

It's a weirder feeling.

Even if the average person hears an explosion coming from the top of his head, there is a ventilation pipe or simply a ceiling blowing up a hole, if he wants to look up, it must be uneven, and it is fluctuating and continuous.

The look on your face after you look up should also be intricate and completely different. Some people are surprised, some are afraid, some are confused, and others are instantly alerted to new enemies.

But that's not how the Allies reacted at all.

They were like receiving some kind of signal, brushing their heads up in half a second, in a neat and uniform position, staring at Li Yao with utmost seriousness.

Thousands of pairs are unpredictable without half a filament, as if the ink were frozen in the eyes, while at the same time looking at himself, Rao is a nervous thickener such as Li Yao, and also senses a few strands of cool cool.

Then Li Yao heard the sound.

It's like an ancient spell or a demon's mantra. It's more like sleeping alone in the middle of the night when the sweat is pounding. Someone mumbles slightly in his ear, and suddenly wakes up and finds it's the baby crying outside the window.

This strange voice is like an invisible whirlpool, hovering over the heads of all the Allies.

Li Yao's seven senses were fully open, and each brain cell stretched to its limit like a blooming flower, not with eyes and ears, but with the mind and soul, “saw”, "heard” and deeply perceived this terrible sound.

He “saw" that every saint's brain was spraying brain waves like a sulfur fountain, and that all brain waves were rising halfway up into the sky like a ray of black gas, condensed into a slow-flowing swirl with countless ripples and ripples, through which hundreds of millions of information flows were exchanged, analyzed and deployed.

Li Yaoxin thought electrically and instantly understood everything.

Understand how these newly-trapped allies could form a neat formation so quickly, acting in unison like a trained army.

They don't communicate through voices and actions like ordinary people do.

Instead, they stir up each other's brainwaves and form a temporary local area network, a special “battle network”.

With just one or two clandestine infiltrating Alliance spies, you can deploy the entire battle plan through a "battle net” deep inside the brain of every Alliance, even allowing every Alliance to instantly upload their physical data, combat strength and talent of excellence, and optimize the assignment of tasks to everyone after calculation.

Such operational efficiency is naturally much higher than that of the First Warehouse, who can only cry, cry, have no brains, and fight.

This is a method of combat that is commonly used by combat puppets.

Didn't think it would work for humans.

Also, in the eyes of Pangu civilization, is the so-called human being a relatively special “battle puppet”?

This is also the first time Li Yao truly realized the meaning of the word "Saint Allies”. There is a feeling that his heart has been severely twisted.

Thousands of allies stared at the dome of the silo at the same time, thinking that new enemies would appear above them.

I didn't expect it to be just Li Yao alone, and Li Yao was immediately judged to be non-threatening wearing the orange yellow prison uniform of the first-warehouse convict.

The Allies once again focused their attention on the prison guards in front of them.

The influx of guards and fighting puppets from all sides into the third warehouse is indeed several times more than the first warehouse.

After all, the First Warehouse is a criminal. It is an unorganized mass. Even if there is a one-in-10,000 chance of truly escaping from Shenwei prison, there is no chance of survival on the surface of the grim planet in the ice and snow. If you don't want to freeze into ice, you can only go back to the prison and grab it.

But these Allied prisoners of war are completely different.

Their companions can make such a big scene. God knows how many more to deal with?

For a while, all the elite fighters of the entire Shenwei prison gathered together in the third prison.

The Allies, however, fought soundly with prison guards under the bizarre "Brainwave Local Warfare Network" - of course, these allies are important prisoners of war of great value, and the prison side is not determined to destroy them completely, using only non-lethal confinement and comatose treasure attacks at first, and when it is discovered that things are completely out of control, it is very difficult to recover them.

Li Yao ignored the hot congee situation below.

What he cares about is the passage of time, minute by second.

Nearly twenty minutes have passed since the initial sensation of the blast at the foot.

Li Yao is almost certain that the Allied assassins, under cover of riots and disturbances, have looted silently towards General Lei Sung-hoo's house arrest site.

And the powerful on the side of the Divine Prison, who may also be next to General Lei Chenghu at this time, is forcing Lei to transfer.

He has been haunted by prison guards and prisoners for far too long, and if he continues along the same route, 89 out of 10 will fall behind the Allied assassins and the powerful in the Divine Prison!

“There's no way. Redirect. Come on, come on, come on! ”

Li Yao blinked, dark as ink pupils deep, like two drops of seven-color rainbow condensation pigment, instantly shook out a thousand purple red ripples.

Brain cells are burning, brain cells are screaming, the whole cerebral cortex is making a shock wave, together pushing Li Yao's computational power to the limit of transforming the old goddess!

Li Yao felt it spinning for a while, like the planet spinning 10,000 times faster in an instant, he couldn't help but want to throw up.

This is a symptom of severe concussion.

In order to stimulate the strongest computational power, he forced the brain to run at hypervelocity, also causing the brain to hit hard on the skull hundreds of times per second.

If you're a normal person, you're afraid you'll faint in three seconds at most, and become a vegetable or even a brain dead.

There is no way, after all, that the physiological structure of man is not designed for such a monster as the Stronger God.

In a way, those who break through the realm of God have stolen from the mysterious and unpredictable universe the power that should not belong to them and should not belong to all mankind!

At the cost of a severe concussion, such an ultra-high-speed computational surge, of course, replaced the structure Li Yao wanted.

“Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick...”

The whole world slowed down in front of Li Yao, as if he were submerged in some kind of thick liquid.

Whether it's flying bullets, turbulent glare, shockwaves generated by explosions and thousands of pieces trapped by shockwaves, or expressionless allies, roaring felons, colorful inmates, almost stationary statues, a bunch of actors performing comedies.

Li Yao's thoughts have been transformed into lightning bolts throughout his life. At the same time, he has wrapped himself around every saint and prison guard, observing their posture, gaze, muscle lines and even every micro-expression, thus calculating their fighting power, battle will and combat intentions, thus designing a path that allows them to cross the battlefield fastest and easiest.

These lightning minds are Li Yao's virtual nerves. The virtual nerves continue to spread and stagger, but they devour the entire battlefield into Li Yao's brain, making him the absolute master of the battlefield!

All information feeds back into Li Yao's soul in an instant at the speed of nerve conduction.

The result of a large number of data analyses and outputs is a gradual increase in transparency throughout the world.

First, the crystallization of the crystalline armor on the prison guard, then the muscles of the prison guard and prisoners of war were stripped from the tablets, the blood vessels and nerve networks were completely fibrillated, the peristalsis and contraction of the five dirty hearts were subtly grasped by Li Yao, even how much pressure the heart exerted on the blood vessels, how quickly the blood was flowing, could not escape Li Yao's perception.

No matter how weird the brains of the Allies are, they are ultimately carried by the flesh and blood of "man”.

No human being can be killed.

As Li Yao breathed, he mastered the fatal weaknesses of everyone on the battlefield.

And this is far from over.

The four walls of the warehouse, including seemingly sturdy ground, were all exposed to their most original materials and composition under the madness of Li Yao's mindset, and allowed Li Yao to analyze their most fragile stress-bearing points. All the walls and tunnels became crystal-clear, with dozens of walls and channels stacked together, like an intricate crystal labyrinth.

Eventually, all the forks and dead ends of this crystal labyrinth disappear, leaving only one near-straight path.

At the end of the tunnel, Li Yao sensed a dozen extremely powerful groups of life energy, releasing and colliding wildly.

“No, it must be a powerful man on God's side of prison, fighting the Allied assassins! ”

These dozen regiments are dozens of times more powerful than the prison guards and prisoners of war here, and must be the best on both sides.

But all the powerful men in Divine Prison were on the bright side, and since they had all been studied thoroughly before diving in, there was no reason why the Allied assassins would not do so.

And the Alliance assassins lurk in the dark, and as long as an assassin leaks the net, that's bad!

“Whatever. Exposure is exposed. In half an hour, you must reach your destination! ”

Li Yao took a deep, deep breath and absorbed almost the entire air system in the ventilation pipeline, even if it was blended with a large amount of poisonous fog and corrosive ingredients.

With the catalysis of this air, all muscle fibers are fully combusted, releasing powerful energy like the main thrusters of the Comparison naval vessel.

“Boom!”

The flames of light flowed out of every pore of him like lava, instantly covering him as an eye-catching little sun, but both sides in a mixed battle were unconscious underneath - because he “transformed” too fast until the tiny sun tore apart, the basebone armor? Only a few of the most sensitive prison guards and prisoners of war slowly wrote the word "appalled” on their faces when the Emperor's Blade descended in the wind.

“Tick-tock! ”

Li Yao hit the ground like a meteor, and the shockwave blew out dozens of prison guards and prisoners of war.

Thirty seconds of extreme madness, the clock begins!