Star Master - Chapter 2248

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The scene where Mo Ye was in has not been changed for a long time. He has been imprisoned in a white cabin. The collar around Mr. Bled’s neck is a legacy of advanced civilization. It can lock the power and cut off the energy cycle. It cannot mobilize any power.

Even the space master can only be slaughtered after being put on the lock ring.

Mo Ye woke up in the icy water, naked and hung upside down on the roof, and the water droplets dripping down his hair dropped into the pool that replaced the floor and rippled.

Mental humiliation, physical pain, Mo Ye stared at the person close to her, her cold eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person, she wanted to kill the person in front of her, lashed his soul with **** thorns and summoned him to prison with undead magic. …..

Mo Ye bowed his head silently, reminding himself in his mind that it was Mr. Bled and not you who was imprisoned and abused.

But for Mo Ye at that time, she was Bled, and all inhuman tortures felt the same.

But in the same way, she can’t resist, no matter how struggling, she can’t display the slightest magic power. She can only be suspended in the air by powerlessness, and can only be powerlessly accepted.

Just immersing in the pool is nothing more than a basic daily routine. These days Mo Ye has experienced unprecedented fancy torture. The torture method of the Weilan Empire can be described as new. In this respect, Oswald must be willing to prevail.

Every day, every night at Mo Ye must watch an Oswald survivor tortured to death in different ways, forced to participate in various experiments, and even to save him

“Teacher, don’t blame me, this is your own decision.”

Bled didn’t say a word, but just watched coldly, letting these people keep immersing him in the sometimes warm and sometimes cold pool.

The unwound body is exposed to the air, covered with blood, and the wounds are all over. It is difficult to find a complete skin area.

He was like a dead man motionless and dangled by ropes.

At the last moment he suddenly spoke.

“I made a decision.”

Polly paused.

Bled is not talking to him, he looks down at himself with his head down.

“I agree with your suggestion.”

Mo Ye froze for a moment, and only then did she sense that there was another thing in Mr. Bled’s body.

He is talking to something in his body.

The moment Polly was about to speak, he was shocked to find that he couldn’t move a step.

Bled walked into the other room through the mirror and came to Polly. He reached out and stroked the student who had heard his lecture.

Polly’s eyes became more and more frightened that he wanted to escape but couldn’t move at all.

The person in front of him shattered into powder under the gentle touch of Bled, and the space was broken and restored again in an instant.

Polly’s body is the same, but when his body is recovering, he is already a dead person.

The room fell out of this floor and fell to the sink gradually sinking to the bottom.

The other guards were thrown to the bottom of the pool, and they could not float anyway.

The collar lock ring has failed.

Even if there is a space ban without a collar restriction, no one can restrict another space master.

The scene suddenly changed.

Representatives of the Weilan Empire National Day, Star Alliance Parliament, Guild, and Star Alliance countries came to attend the funeral and farewell ceremony.

The cheering people, battleships lined up in the sky, aircraft, known as the newest model of the empire, the military parade set off a climax.

Mo Ye stood among the crowd.

The Weilan empire favored Oswald’s technology for its own use in the National Day ceremony.

Mo Ye didn’t think that Mr. Bled only came to observe the ceremony.

The Empire King is standing on the half-air deck of the spaceship. His speech is spread all over the country on all corners of the planet. All the holographic light curtains are broadcast live on this scene.

Everyone looked at the emperor king in the speech, cheering, applauding, the scene was very lively.

Mo Ye suddenly remembered something. When did His Majesty the King of the Weilan Empire crash?

The scene suddenly changed to Mo Ye and did not know how much time had passed since Bled left the prison to the National Day ceremony at the moment.

Calling Xiaoqi still failed to get any response.

Mo Ye knew that perhaps he had to read this diary before he could completely break away from such a scene, just like the memory experience when he was in Peters Rubik’s Cube. These are the memories of Mr. Bled.

If it wasn’t for the unrealism brought about by frequent scene changes, she might not be able to tell who she really is at the moment.

Especially during the period of imprisonment and abuse, the scenes of being detained in a closed environment for a long time are rarely changed, and the tortured life is repeated every day, and the willpower is not strong enough.

This kind of memory experience is more terrible than any fantasy.

Mo Yue frowned slightly, and her eyes remained in the same direction, looking at the imperial monarch above the distant sky like all the crowds.

It’s too far away to actually see the figure, but people who are on the scene compared to the giant light curtain are still more willing to put their eyes on the real body.

“We will build a great empire!”

The cheers of mountains and tsunami sounded, and at this moment, Mr. Bled moved, just an idea.

In the high sky, His Majesty the King was scattered into countless small pieces under the eyes, and healed again in an instant, and the intact appearance looked as if nothing had happened.

Many people just think they are dazzling.

When His Majesty the King fell to the ground and the alarm sounded, the incomparable empire king had no breathing and his heartbeat completely became a dead person.

He looked complete, but Mo Ye knew that the space where the person was at that moment was divided into hundreds of thousands of parts, the highest state of death without corpses.

When the parts of the body are re-closed, the spatial cracks are merged and spliced, but the order is not exactly the same. It is like the original picture is disrupted when the torn picture is re-assembled. The paper is still the paper, but the painting is completely different .

From a distance, it barely made up, and from a close look, the face and body of His Majesty the King were terrifying.

All live broadcasts were cut off immediately, and the National Day ceremony was in chaos.

Teacher Bled killed the king of the Weilan Empire.

Not only the emperor, but also the ministers close to him, many people who were directly involved in the plan to invade Osved were killed.

The picture changed quickly again, Mo Ye intuitively saw that he was going to see the most critical place. Where did he go last, and what did he promise to himself before?

She more desperately wants to break away from her current state. She does not know how long the outside world has passed, three seconds, five minutes, or several days or even longer?

Can I still leave this memory?

When the picture changed again, there was only a darkness in front of my eyes. I could not see anything, I could not hear, and a sudden buzz appeared in the dead silence in my ears—

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