I'm trapped in a cube

At this time, Mo Ling had already withdrawn his contempt for the heavenly soldiers.

Even those survivors who were born with powerful abilities could not hold out for long against the heavenly soldiers.

This group of survivors who came to attack the hangar is a lesson for us.

Although Li Luo is protected by Xiao Zi, those heavenly soldiers have various abilities. If he really encounters them, he will definitely be in great danger.

"Where on earth did she go..."

He turned around, but finally stayed where he was.

"I can't leave. I feel like my companions are... right here."

Mo Ling was not talking nonsense, he really had a feeling that Li Luo was nearby and not too far away, just like he had felt that Li Luo was in the center of the city before. This feeling came directly from the depths of his heart, like an instinct.

He had never felt this way before, so it was very obvious to him now.

Mo Ling looked around. Right where he was, he felt the strongest. It seemed as if Li Luo would appear here in the next second...

Seeing that Mo Ling was unwilling to leave, Xiao Kong stood there hesitating for a while, but finally gritted his teeth and prepared to escape.

"I'll come to help you once I get everyone back safely. I'm not alone now. I'm sorry..."

He said this to Mo Ling guiltily, but Mo Ling didn't care and just waved at him.

Mo Ling knew that this young man was carrying more than just himself.

"I will definitely come back to help you."

After making a promise to Mo Ling, ripples appeared around Xiao Kong. He jumped lightly and landed in the ripples.

The honeycomb was still collapsing, and the huge hexagonal structure turned into flowing honey, dissipating in the air. The gray fog outside also floated in. Through the holes that appeared on the honeycomb, the mountain-like buildings in the distance could be seen. They stood in the hazy fog, like a forest of giant statues, surrounding Central Park.

The ruins under the beehive also appeared. The broken walls here seemed to be more dilapidated than those Mo Ling had seen before, more broken and older, as if the disaster they had suffered was several times more serious than other places.

The entire park was covered with debris so broken that its original appearance could no longer be recognized. A huge pit was left where the beehive had been. It was unknown whether it existed originally or appeared because of the beehive.

After a while, the hexagonal structures had almost collapsed, leaving only a thin layer on the ruins, which was still gradually disappearing. It seemed that after the yellow-haired girl left, the beehive could not last long.

The honeycomb structure under Mo Ling's feet also collapsed. He could only fly up and hang above the huge pit, overlooking the surroundings.

At this moment, he was really alone. Xiaokong had no idea where he had escaped to, and Li Luo was also missing.

The surroundings were quiet. The collapse of the beehive seemed to have stirred up the dust on the ruins. At this moment, the dust was spinning and slowly falling back onto the ruins.

The sky became even grayer.

Some white debris fell on Mo Ling's shoulders. These were the ashes of the old world. This city, which had suffered some unknown disaster, was reminding Mo Ling in its own way, helping him to break away from his melancholy mood.

Mo Ling patted the dust off his shoulders and suddenly became alert. He seemed to see something in his vision...

I saw some vague outlines appearing in the dust that had not yet settled.

That was the phantom of a heavenly soldier, as if all colors had been removed, leaving only solidified "edges". Different edges formed different shapes, some looked like twisted triangles, some looked like expanded rhombuses, some looked like skewed rectangles, and some looked like a square.

“Here I come.”

Mo Ling thought secretly in his heart.

Sure enough, these heavenly soldiers that suddenly disappeared have returned. Although no one knows why they left before, the collapse of the hive has attracted them back, and they are now returning in a strange way.

Mo Ling didn’t know what abilities these heavenly soldiers were using, but that didn’t stop him from launching an attack directly.

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The teleportation frame quickly approached the outlines that appeared out of thin air, and before they were fully formed, Mo Ling decisively initiated the teleportation.

Outside the unformed outline, a larger "square outline" suddenly appeared. It was the scene formed by the air being cut open. The dusty air was forcibly cut into a smooth incision by the transmitted force. The dust on the incision was directly cut in half. Everything within the incision was completely wiped out from the world at the same time, and the dust that was originally falling also disappeared instantly.

In this gray dust rain, the hole created by the transmission was particularly obvious, as if a part of the air was wiped off with an eraser, including the diffuse dust and the outline of the heavenly soldiers in it. Everything was wiped out completely, leaving nothing behind, until the surrounding airflow drove the dust in and slowly filled the square hole that appeared out of thin air.

Mo Ling kept teleporting, and square-shaped holes appeared in the sky like fireworks, silently swallowing up everything inside. The outlines of the heavenly soldiers had not yet fully appeared before they were eliminated in the dust, leaving only the swirling air currents to prove their existence.

After reaching the sixth level of the abyss, Mo Ling's block space was expanded again, so the teleportation frame could be pulled larger without worrying about insufficient space in the block.

Therefore, Mo Ling launched the teleportation wantonly, constantly rolling up the surrounding air currents. The dust that had already fallen was picked up again by the pressure difference created by the hole, spinning into the air, and was attracted by other holes that followed, turning into gusts of gray gloomy wind.

Wherever the cold wind went, all the heavenly soldiers that were about to take shape were wiped out. With the appearance of blocks one by one, the ruins became a stage for blocks. Those block holes of different sizes and directions appeared and disappeared, jumping lightly at different heights, as if dancing to their heart's content in the dust, pulling those heavenly soldiers who had not yet appeared into the dance floor.

The surroundings were no longer silent, and the wind became the soundtrack of the dance.

The dust of the old world is playing the song of doom, providing a beautiful dance tune for the dance of the cubes.

As the outlines of the heavenly soldiers appeared faster and faster, the holes appeared faster and faster, and the wind blew faster and faster, it was like the dance music reached its climax and everything on the dance floor became lively.

The sound of the wind in the first part has not yet died down, and the sound of the wind in the second part has already started. The doomsday echoes above the ruins are intertwined, and the song of dust is also climbing to the top step by step.

"Alas……"

The sky seems to be getting dark.