It'll be fine soon, keep it up!

Maoyan resisted the deepening erosion and had a spat with Moos.

At this point, he has locked the coordinates of another hiding place.

A cat doesn't have the physical strength of an apostle. If it teleports over such a long distance, it will definitely be crushed into meat paste by the pressure of space transmission.

So he had to open the portal and jump in like Janus did.

In order to prevent Moose from following.

Open the portal, get in, close the portal.

These steps must be completed in one go in a very short period of time.

A little later, Moose may follow behind and jump in together.

Maoyan, who has never teleported before, can only manipulate space with intuition.

With the help of the mask, he stumbled and understood how to open the portal.

Just when Maoyan was about to try it out.

Everything is gone.

Maoyan was horrified to find that he had lost his perception of space, his perception of the emotions of the surrounding creatures, and his perception of weirdness.

The mask of Janus and the mask of the Man with a Thousand Faces were down at the same time.

Not only that, but even the strangely fused part of his body fell into a state of silence.

It's like being hit by a fallen bomb.

Without the weird blessing, blood spewed out from the cut of Maoyan's forearm.

He could no longer maintain a standing position, and his legs gave way and he fell to his knees.

"Why...why...what the **** happened..."

The cat's eyes are like a fish about to be sunburned to death, and its mouth opens and closes, making murmurs.

A pair of running shoes appeared in his sight.

The cat's eyes trembled and raised its head, looking at Moose: "What did you do..."

Moose didn't explain, he squatted down slowly, supported Maoyan's chin with his hands, and slowly raised his head.

But this move is not that Moose wants to help Maoyan look up.

Stab.

A sound like tearing tape resounded in the silent mountain forest.

Moose lifted off the two masks that were superimposed on each other.

The mask and the cat's eye's facial skin are closely connected.

With such a rough technique, not only the mask was removed, but even the flesh, and a large piece of skin tissue was torn off.

These flesh and blood are firmly stuck to the inside of the mask, shaking from side to side with Moose's movements.

It looked downright disgusting.

Maoyan ignored the injuries on his face.

He knew that he had no chance of surviving in the hands of Moos.

The unrecognizable cat eyes showed a devilish smile: "This time...you win, but next time, I will bring..."

Moose put the mask in his palm: "But unfortunately, there is no next time for you."

Looking at Moose who is indifferent to his own life and death, Maoyan couldn't help feeling a sense of crisis.

"What do you mean?"

Looking at Maoyan lying on his feet like a dead dog, Moose found that he was not as relieved as he imagined.

Perhaps knowing the weird world had a certain impact on his character.

Compared with that turbulent and weird world, the threat of cat's eyes is just like that.

In the eyes of the outside world, Moose and the hermit are one.

What the hermit has to face is not only the Apostolic Society, but may even include the countermeasures of the Asian Union.

And Maoyan is nothing more than a slave of the Apostolic Society.

Getting rid of this kind of guy really doesn't give you any sense of accomplishment.

"What else can it mean, literally."

Moose ignored the half-dead Maoyan, turned around and began to communicate with Ai Liang from the bottom of his heart.

Maoyan exhausted all his strength and grabbed Moose's ankle: "Stop! Tell me clearly..."

boom!

Maoyan was kicked upside down by Moose.

Flying about six or seven meters away, his body slammed into a big tree with a diameter of more than one meter.

Maoyan vomited a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and looked at Moose stubbornly.

But without his mask, his body was weird and silent, and he couldn't maintain the vitality of his body at all.

After being kicked by Moose, he quickly fell silent.

Facing Maoyan's death, Moose was stunned for a moment.

He quickly walked up to Maoyan and felt his pulse with his hand.

"No way, I was able to fight 1208 to death just now, but I kicked it and it was gone? This guy must be touching porcelain!"

He was so awesome just now, why did he become so cool all of a sudden?

Moose was puzzled.

‘The masks of the Apostolic Society mainly rely on masks to maintain their combat effectiveness. When the masks and the weirdness in the body stop working, Maoyan is at best an ordinary person who has been strengthened by weirdness.

He was already on the verge of death due to the strange erosion, and without the assistance of the mask, is it strange for you to kick a dying guy to death? '

Ai Liang explained in a timely manner.

Moose bit his lip.

I understand the reasoning, but he is also my old enemy in a certain sense, this death is too casual!

As the saying goes, to belittle your enemy is to belittle yourself.

Moose was tortured by Maoyan once. Although killing Maoyan didn't give him any sense of accomplishment, the casual death made him feel a little delicate.

But everyone is already dead, so it is impossible to pull him up and kill him again.

Compared with the sense of ritual of killing an old enemy, Moose is more concerned about whether Maoyan is completely dead.

Don't wait for a while, he is back again.

Ai Liang, who sensed what Moose wanted to ask, explained in advance: 'The mask cannot automatically back up the memory at all times, it must be uploaded by the mask itself.

With the engraved permission of Janus, I have entered the database of the mask and cleaned up the memory backup of Maoyan, so he will not be resurrected again. '

Ai Liang lied.

In fact, he just wiped out Maoyan's remaining spiritual consciousness and left a back door in the database.

The memory related to Maoyan in the memory bank has not been cleaned up.

Because Janus' engraving authority has been seized by himself, it won't be long before he can hide it.

Sooner or later, the Thousand Faces will notice that the ownership of the engraving has changed.

At that time, he will definitely retrieve the mask in Qianhua City and contact Janus.

Of course Maoyan's death couldn't be hidden.

And the Thousand Faced Man would definitely suspect that the Hermit is in the Thousand Flowers Market.

Because just relying on the half-hearted mental ability of the head of the countermeasure bureau~lightnovelpub.net~ to deprive the authority of the engraving is already very limited.

Still want to follow the engraving authority, hack into the mask database and delete Maoyan's memory?

Let's not talk about why he worked so hard to delete Maoyan's memory, such a thankless thing.

Does he have the ability to hack into the database?

Laughing to death, even if you give him permission, you can't get in.

So it's clear who did it.

You have a feud with Maoyan, and you have the ability to hack into the database and delete some information, who else but you is a hermit?

The reason for a person's exposure is often hidden in these small details.

This is the same as not wearing a helmet when fishing, not using deck cards when driving, not waxing fingers when doing business, and not adding disinfectant to laundry to destroy the Numino reaction.

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