I'm trapped in a cube

As the dust rolled, the ruins seemed to become even more dead and desolate.

The darkness seemed to be able to cover everything, but it could not cover up the more dilapidated ruins. They were like the wailing of the old world, accompanying the dance of squares in the sky, stretching out their arms from the messy graves.

The swirling air currents seemed to make the earth shake, and those black arms kept waving in the wind, shouting out their unwillingness.

The blocks were still jumping, harvesting those heavenly soldiers that had not yet fully formed.

But Mo Ling felt something was not right.

"It's too dark..."

"Something is covering the sky."

Even though he couldn't see beyond his field of vision, Mo Ling could feel from the changes in the light that something was definitely happening above the swirling dust.

"Are they other heavenly soldiers?"

It doesn’t seem so. Are the heavenly soldiers so big?

Or did they all come together?

While Mo Ling was clearing the outlines of the heavenly soldiers, he was keeping an eye on the sky which was getting darker and darker. Apart from the whistling sound of the wind, there seemed to be some strange sounds that were gathering above Mo Ling's head.

Finally, a metal edge broke the boundary and passed through the edge of Moring's vision.

They were indeed heavenly soldiers, but they were different.

This heavenly soldier was surrounded by a layer of blue flames. After being burned by the flames, the surrounding dust quickly condensed into ice crystals and fell from the sky.

"Ice and fire?"

Before Mo Ling could observe carefully, the blue fire soldier came towards him like a meteorite, carrying a terrifying momentum, drawing a path of ice crystals in the air, and the darkness wherever it passed was burned into ice blue.

But this unstoppable blue meteorite suddenly stalled before it hit Mo Ling, as if it had crashed. The flames on its body instantly subsided, and its momentum instantly stagnated, turning into an ordinary piece of metal debris that fell on the ruins. Mo Ling simply turned his body slightly to avoid the falling heavenly soldier.

Of course, what Mo Ling used was the "winning trick" he taught Xiao Kong.

This is the most labor-saving way to deal with the heavenly soldiers.

Now it seems that this trick is also useful against activated heavenly soldiers.

However, when Mo Ling was stuffing air into the sky soldier, he seemed to find something extra inside...

Along the way, Mo Ling dealt with many unactivated heavenly soldiers. Without exception, there were scattered lasers inside these heavenly soldiers, but the activated heavenly soldiers seemed to be different.

Mo Ling flew to the wreckage and directly cut open the shell of the heavenly soldier, trying to take out the things inside.

However, what he didn't expect was that the thing inside actually rushed out by itself.

Accompanied by a flash of blue light, an iron hammer burning with blue flames and an icy air flew in front of Mo Ling.

Mo Ling subconsciously wanted to fight back, but was interrupted by a voice.

"Thanks!"

It sounded like the voice of a teenager, and the tone was unusually excited.

Before Mo Ling could react, the blue flame hammer shouted again: "I'll help you!"

After shouting, he rushed directly into the air and killed in the direction where the heavenly soldiers had just landed. The blue flame on the iron hammer burned more and more vigorously, as if it was carrying an extremely strong rage, burning the entire sky blue.

What fell was no longer just dust, but also some ice crystals mixed in it.

Only after the ice crystal fell on Mo Ling's shoulder did he come back to his senses from the shock.

"That hammer, is it talking to me?"

"Say thank you to me?"

"You still want to help me?"

"Why?"

Mo Ling's mind was full of doubts, and he quickly flew up, following the blue flame hammer into the air.

As he got closer to the air, his vision gradually spread to the sky, and Mo Ling finally saw clearly what the shadow in the sky was.

There were densely packed, outrageously numerous clusters of heavenly soldiers, arranged in the air to form cold matrices. Each matrix was packed tightly, and those heavenly soldiers with irregular appearances were unexpectedly fitted together tightly like a "jigsaw puzzle", face to face, edge to edge, forming a huge object with a metallic luster.

These celestial soldier matrices stayed quietly in the sky, like neatly arranged solar panels, forming a circle with Central Park as the focal point. Dust swirled around the celestial soldiers, and they vibrated slightly from time to time, causing short-term friction and collision on the tightly fitted joints. The strange noises that Mo Ling had just heard came from this.

Some of the heavenly soldiers in the heavenly soldier matrix look different in appearance. Just like the blue flame heavenly soldier just now, they are surrounded by various "special effects", and you can tell at a glance that they are not simple.

"These are all activated heavenly soldiers!"

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When the majestic "metal wall" appeared in his field of vision, Mo Ling felt the tremendous sense of oppression.

This sense of oppression does not only come from the heavenly soldiers themselves, but also from Mo Ling's understanding of them.

"Every heavenly soldier is a life."

They are eating people, all of them are people.

What gathered together coldly were not heavenly soldiers, but living lives. They once had different appearances and personalities, but now they had all turned into the same metal and were assembled together like parts, forming a wall without any words.

Mo Ling seemed to see countless faces wailing on the metal wall, but he could not distinguish the appearance of those faces. They were forced to become exactly the same, forced to become unified, forced to fit together like a jigsaw puzzle...

After feeling the tremendous pressure, what arose in Mo Ling's heart was not fear, but deep anger.

He really wanted to question loudly at the metal wall, but he knew that even if he asked, all he would get in response would be the sound of metal colliding.

That chaotic sound was the only response those lives could make. They trembled and tried hard to stop fitting in...

The blue-flame hammer that rushed up into the sky seemed to carry the same anger as Mo Ling. It smashed fiercely into the metal wall with fireworks that could burn everything.

The flames swept up the surrounding dust, turning them into frozen ice crystals, and brought with them a cold wind. The flames burned more and more vigorously and blew stronger and stronger, and the temperature between heaven and earth dropped a few degrees.

The ice crystals were like retrograde raindrops, being burned towards the sky by the rising flames. The iron hammer also faced the cold metal wall with an indomitable momentum.

However, Tiechui's efforts did not yield the expected results.

The metal wall didn't move, as if it was doing nothing. In just a moment, the once imposing blue flame hammer went out.

Mo Ling didn't see any attack. In just a moment, when the flame of the blue flame hammer was about to burn the wall, it lost all power.

The flame disappeared.

The kinetic energy disappeared.

It turned into an ordinary iron hammer without any "special effects" and slowly fell down until it hit the ruins, without igniting the familiar blue flame.

The remaining ice crystals fell on Mo Ling's shoulders again.

The wall is still there, but it is even colder...