Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 391 You are the one here

There is a space inside the alien battleship that is much larger than the battleship.

This is the origin of the name of this battleship. There are several different dimensions of different sizes inside it.

In a wizard tower in another dimension, Isol, a wizard from the School of Prophecy, closed his eyes tightly and guided the course of the warship with his premonition.

Suddenly, his whole body began to tremble and cold sweat ran down his forehead.

A chill crept up his spine, and the prophet's eyes suddenly opened. His figure vanished and appeared on the bridge.

"Quick, turn around and prepare for battle!"

On the bridge, although the five people looked used to it, they still made full preparations according to his instructions.

The alien warship changed its course, and the five people adjusted their status instantly and were ready to fight at any time.

But after a long time, nothing happened.

Isol slumped on the ground without caring about his image, breathing heavily, his eyes dull.

The captain Wei Cheng at the side kindly handed him a handkerchief. He took it, thanked him, and casually wiped the sweat from his head with the handkerchief.

"What? Have you foreseen something terrible again?" Wei Cheng asked kindly.

"Yes, I saw a huge shadow covering the entire galaxy, waiting for us to fall into its trap. We should not explore the anomalies in this galaxy, really, for the sake of our lives."

Iseult said tiredly.

"But this is the eighth time you've said that," Grammon, the new member of the team, said calmly.

"Isol, it seems that the damage left by the last mission world on you was too deep," Wei Cheng sighed, "Is that Chen Xuanfeng really that scary?"

Hearing the familiar name, Iseult felt himself being pulled back to that battle and shouted, "Don't say that name, he'll hear it!"

Seeing this, the entire Wind Chaser team, including the new members, looked helpless.

In the last world, their Wind Chaser team suffered heavy losses.

In that battle, Wei Cheng faced a man named Ji Du and was beaten half to death.

The other team members also have their own opponents, such as the two brothers and sisters who practice immortal cultivation, and other reincarnations in the hostile camp.

Even so, they did not develop any inner demons or shadows, they just thought about finding a day to beat them back.

However, Isol was different. His enemy, Chen Xuanfeng, who was in the same team as Jidu, used some unknown means to make him live in a state of fear for most of the time after the battle, and he would have hallucinations from time to time.

He didn't even dare to hear or say the name.

"You don't understand, you don't know what I saw." Isol closed his eyes in pain.

Seeing this, everyone had no choice but to leave him alone for a while.

But the next moment, the alarm sounded suddenly, and the alien warship detected an unknown energy source around it.

"Did he really guess it right this time?" Wei Cheng's face suddenly changed and he quickly made corresponding arrangements.

"Gramon, you stay and take care of Isol; Zheng Yong, you stay on the battleship and send a mechanical avatar to join us in the battle."

The alien warship entered combat mode, and outside it, a large formation quickly took shape.

"Formation, start!" Qing Ming shouted softly, and five formation flags flew out from his sleeves.

These flags were scattered in five directions of the warship, forming a large formation with diverse functions.

Soon, the entire battleship was surrounded by a cloud with void lightning. This cloud carried powerful energy and interference, making all the battleship's sensors ineffective.

Several balls of light formed in the cloud, and they consciously controlled the void lightning to attack the warships from other dimensions.

"What formation is this?"

Surrounded by clouds and fog, any spiritual thought that escaped from the body would be swallowed up. In this situation, Wei Cheng could not see any trace of the enemy at all.

He looked back, but did not see his teammates who had left the warship with him. Apparently they were separated silently by this formation.

"Never mind. I'm not good at formations. I'll just break them with brute force."

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and punched out.

A tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and his fists collided, completely canceling out the power of his punch. "Oh? You are Jidu?" Wei Cheng looked unfriendly, "So it's you guys. I was wondering why someone would attack us for no reason."

"Isn't this a coincidence? Let's settle old scores together."

Neither side was willing to give in, and as soon as they met, they punched each other in the face.

On one side was blood like a dragon, and on the other side was boundless darkness. For a while, the two sides were evenly matched.

"You've made progress, Jidu. Why don't you need your living father to buff you this time?"

Wei Cheng threw punches while speaking in a sarcastic tone, still feeling aggrieved about the last time Ji Jun defeated him with the help of a massive amount of buffs.

"I am enough to deal with you now." Ji Jun's heart was calm, but he retorted with the same trash talk.

The fist shadows continued, large pieces of cloud were shattered by them, and then spontaneously condensed again, in an endless cycle.

The light balls born from the clouds were completely unable to interfere with the fight between the two and could only instinctively avoid them and cause trouble for others.

On the other side of the battlefield, the sword world descended, and the archers and mechanics of the Wind Chaser team were pulled into another cage.

"Why are you here again?" The two looked at Qingxuan holding the long sword in silence.

Having experienced the previous world, they naturally knew how difficult this swordsman was to deal with.

"It seems that the formation outside should be set up by your brother Zhen Xiu, right?"

As he spoke, countless machines and the mechanical incarnations of the mechanics combined together to form a mechanical battle body that could reach the sky and penetrate the earth.

With the mechanical battle blade in hand, he stirred up a frenzy of energy, annihilating all the incoming sword lights.

His teammate set up a long bow and put an arrow worthy of being called a "sword" on it.

The sharp arrow turned into light and shot towards the sword-wielding woman opposite.

Qingxuan's expression remained calm, and he swung his sword as if he was doing daily training.

In an instant, the sky and the earth lost their color, and only a gleam of sword light remained in the eyes of the two men.

The assassin hiding in the alien space had a pounding heart and jumped into the material universe without hesitation. His ice-blue magic eyes stared at the woman's figure, and the dead line and dead point emerged.

He let out a long breath, the sound of a dragon's roar was heard, and a sharp gust of wind that was enough to flatten the surface of the planet rushed towards Qingxuan.

"Attacking my sister? You're asking for a fight!"

Before he finished speaking, the space changed, and the assassin, along with the dragon roar energy he exhaled, was transferred to an unfamiliar place.

Qing Ming held the central Wu Ji formation flag, controlling the formation and pouring endless pressure on the assassin.

The five elements reversed, transforming into an endless breath of destruction.

The assassin's body froze, and after a moment he flashed to a nearby place, barely avoiding the sudden torrent of destruction.

At the same time, the warships from other dimensions poured out their artillery fire, shooting back at the ball of light in the cloud.

Inside the battleship, two magic reincarnationists, Isol and Grammon, were trying to break the formation.

"No, it's him!" Isol suddenly shuddered and turned back subconsciously, his eyes reflecting his deepest nightmare.

His heart seemed to be tightly grasped, and he used all his strength to remind him: "Don't try to fight him mentally!"

When Grammont heard this reminder, he was startled and turned around to see an uninvited guest.

"Hello," Chen Xingzhi said with a smile, "Long time no see, Isol."

His tone was calm and non-hostile, as if he was greeting a neighbor he saw often.

Looking at Grammont again, he smiled and said:

"And this new friend, it's our first meeting. I'm sure you've heard my name from Isolt."

The one who comes is not kind.

Grammont had a gloomy face, and the spell book had automatically turned to a certain page, ready to go.

(End of this chapter)