The lord is always releasing the magic

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"Illusion?" Eric's eyes lit up, "How far can you do it?"

Al couldn't help it from the side, his voice was a little unnatural, "Are you really capable of illusion?"

"Ah, to be simple, you can transform into a big background, but you can't seriously transform into life." Mo Huang squinted his eyes, and silver mist lingered in his dark blue eyes. Although his innate ability is actually soul ability, But it happens that there is a kind of hypnotic ability in it, which can be said to have the same effect as illusion. Even Al, who actually has the talent of illusion, can't see the flaw.

A fiery red mountain, a burning planet.

The blue meteor slid across the universe at a very high speed. Al opened his eyes wide, as if he saw fiery red sand grains on the surface of the planet, scorching hot pitted rocks, without any life. This is a place with extremely high temperature on the surface that is not suitable for human habitation But obviously there will be a lot of planets with rare minerals, just like Yunluo Star.

The wind and sand blew past and slapped Al on the cheek in an extremely real way. If this was an illusion, it would be too real and unbelievable.

It turns out that illusion can do this.

Although he has always known the value of alien abilities, Al, who was still so surprised that he was in a trance, blinked his eyes and muttered to himself: "But... the level of life."

"At most it can be done like this." Mo Wang pointed to Al intentionally, after thinking for a while, Xinshou transformed into Xiu's appearance on the surface of the planet, licking his two little paws, his furry tail formed a circle, looking extremely cute.

Al's attention was immediately solidified, and the swelling excitement made him blurt out involuntarily, "Can you conjure people?"

It turns out that Al has already reached this level.

Mo Wang was surprised and proud, and smiled, "It's a bit difficult, one jump, one breath, one rhythm, the complexity of life is really difficult to control."

A shallow shadow suddenly appeared beside Xiu, a little solid, handsome facial features, fair skin, bright big eyes, and the movement of bending over to stroke and draw the corners of his lips.

"Hey." Al opened his eyes wide, watching 'myself' hugging the Persian cat and playing together very intimately.

"Ahem." Eric interrupted their forgetfulness with a slumped face.

Mo Huang raised his eyebrows and dismissed the hypnosis knowingly.

"This kind of illusion should have to be impressive to a certain extent before it can be transformed so easily." Eric hit the nail on the head, "But the two living creatures just now lack vitality, and you can still see the flaws if you look closely."

"That's right." Mo Wang didn't refute.

Hearing Eric's belittlement, Al frowned in displeasure, and pouted: "Illusion is not as simple as you imagined, it can do more than you imagined."

Of course Eric wouldn't bother with an omega about these trivial matters. He pressed a button on the table, and a floating platform rose up. After he entered a column of codes, two wristbands came out from the drawer on the other side.

"Not much nonsense, report to e34 tonight, you are the soldiers I lead."

The soldier's sharp gaze swept over Al, whose hairs were bristling, and Mo Wang, who was calm and unable to see what he was thinking, "We will be companions in the future, cherish this opportunity, and hope you can do it yourself."

Al frowned and remained silent.

And Mo Wang just smiled.

Eric kept his expression on the face, but he began to turn countless thoughts in his heart, thinking about how to help the master of Pengmen to recover them completely. He has been in this position for more than ten years, and he is already very experienced. The outsider aspect.

In the evening, the sky is full of stars like rice grains.

In the room, Mo Wang changed into a complete set of training clothes, black suit and black boots, as well as a powerful A3 laser gun, and a black gold short knife. When he came out of the bathroom, he saw the chair staring at Al looking at the clothes on the table.

Al was registered as a medical staff, and the clothes he received were also silver and white, which was a very clean color.

"Why don't you change it?" Mo Wang opened the stool and sat opposite him, poured a glass of water, and looked at his bored general in leisure time.

"I'm not a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded." Al leaned on the chair, raised his head to look at Mo Wang, and complained, "This was originally just a transit station for me, but now I'm forced to stay in this kind of place and be a power my little guy!"

"Plans are worse than change."

"Stop talking nonsense, you must have a way to get out of here, right?" Al stared at Mo Wang, and kept saying: "You sneaked into this smuggling ship halfway, is the purpose of being trapped in this kind of place? Power? Who do you obey? What is the purpose?"

The imagination is quite rich.

Mo Wang sighed, still too immature, guessing randomly without any leverage, are you sure that even a traitor in Pengmen's sphere of influence will not attack him?

"Hurry up and change your clothes. If you are late, you don't know what punishment you will receive according to military discipline."

"I don't want it." Al tested Mo Wang's bottom line, turned around and lay down on the bed without saying a word, put his hands on the back of his head as a pillow, and said carelessly: "It's so late, what kind of shit team, I want to sleep, Go on your own, if that Eric asks me why I didn't come, just say that you got rid of me secretly, that's it, that's the deal."

Mo Wu was stunned.

In his only 20 years of life, no one has ever acted coquettishly or fooled him. Looking at the contrasting image of a big boy in front of him, he was at a loss for a moment.

"......And you are not a person with illusion ability? Otherwise, I will directly illusion me to follow you." Al continued to chatter and imagine.

The corners of Mo Huan's eyes twitched, and he silently looked at Al who was really wriggling in the bed as he talked, intending to bury himself in the quilt.

"You really can't get up?"

"I want to sleep!"

At this time, he suddenly had an epiphany that all good generals grow from brats.

After waiting for half a minute, Mo Wang got up wisely, carrying the silver clothes with one hand, and holding down Al with the other, suppressing him condescendingly.

"What are you doing!" Al trembled for a moment, and stared, wondering why he reacted so strongly.

Although Mo Wang shielded and modified his own alpha pheromone, there will naturally be a stress response when the skin touches it.

"Clothes you."

Mo Huang half-hugged Al, took off his T-shirt two or three times, and put the silver-white shirt over his head with both hands, using the army's grappling and fighting skills, trying to make him I don't touch Al's skin, otherwise alpha and omega are under the same roof, no matter what, it's easy to go off.

"Don't, don't, I won't wear it! I said I won't wear it!" Al tried hard to resist, but still failed, panting heavily while holding the bed board, the abnormality of his body could not be ignored, Al was very puzzled, his sixth grade Is all the energy of evolutionists poured into the black hole?

Mo Wang#真# The ninth-level evolutionary stood up slowly, looked at Al, patted his waist, and said in a calm voice with a hint of amusement, "I don't need you to put on the pants for you, time is running out, you Hurry up, I'm going out first."

After the sound of the door being closed sounded.

"Shit!" Al rolled over and hugged the thin quilt next to him. Just now he was annoyed at why he reacted so loudly, but now he began to feel depressed and questioned whether his pheromone was really so weak that people would not be moved at such a close distance?Even if it's a bate, you should be tempted anyway.

Mo Huan, who felt like he was coaxing a child, stood calmly outside the door, flipping through the information Xiu had collected on Yun Luoxing.

ten minutes later.

"Let's discuss one more thing, and we'll leave after the discussion." Al opened the door. He was tall and tall in silver-white clothes and boots, but the broken hair on his forehead made him look a bit immature.

Mo Wang looked at him, beckoning him to speak.

Al blinked, his silver-gray eyes were very beautiful, and he said seriously: "Although my ability is of the healing department, I am also a sixth-level evolutionary. I don't want to be like a weak chicken. If I have training, I will To participate, you have to speak for me when the time comes."

There is a very gratifying feeling.

Mo smiled vainly, and said in a gentle tone as much as possible: "Just as long as you are happy."

"Tch." Al rolled his eyes, but he also grasped the sentence decisively, "Then you have to help me with all your strength. If you promise, it is your promise!"