The waistcoat jumps sideways, please Ke Xue stay away from me!

As the intermittent sounds got closer and closer, Qingtian Merenzhong reluctantly looked back, but couldn't see his face clearly.

So, do they want to attack themselves at this time? It's really the only chance. After all, the surroundings are blocked, and the only gap is definitely not something people can get out of.

She closed her eyes in a daze, but her feeling changed from dark gray to black.

Although the rest of the movements have not changed - the dusty environment, the huge plate above the head, and the slight vibrations constantly make everything in the vision change and change. Even if the defense is extremely thick, it will not be fatal if it is hit. The result is injury.

However, she didn't speak, and the people behind her didn't have any intention of doing so. They abandoned the outside world and seemed to be still.

"...Aren't you going to start yet?"

After all, it was Qingtian Mulianzhong who spoke first, and the silence was more difficult for her to accept than the rest.

"Already started."

Qing Tianmu Renzhong looked back again, only to see the person behind him putting his hands on the plate above his head, trying to share the burden, although it didn't have much effect.

As someone started to speak, the people behind him who could stand up gradually imitated him.

Qingtian Mu Renzhong expressed that she didn't understand, so she asked directly:

"What are you doing? This is all in vain. According to convention, I should be destroyed."

"Is that what they mean, that they can't hear my voice clearly?"

The words became more and more familiar to her ears, but Qing Tianmu Renzhong, who was physically exhausted, still didn't react, and the people behind her continued without giving her time to think about it further:

"We are the same people as you."

"..."

Qingtian Murenzhong completely remembered after hearing this. This is one of the people who can completely let go of his heart. As for the people who were sitting just now... they may have fallen down or fainted.

With the support of everyone, although it is still impossible to open the plate or anything, it is relatively scattered and has some fixed support points, as well as some new brackets on the edges - Midorikawa Matayo should be doing it outside.

Qingtian Merenzhong was just trying to carefully maintain this short-term balance until the rescue team arrived, when he felt his vision tremble again.

This time it wasn't just her vision, it was the aftershocks that were coming.

"Well!"

The plate suddenly dropped a lot and became shaky.

Even if Qing Tianmu Lianzhong was able to hold up again, he would be constantly disturbed and unable to maintain it.

1, 2, 3...

Midorikawa, who was outside, checked the news of support again and saw it from the outside where the plate was pressed. It couldn't hold up at all. It had to be unbearable first. If such a big piece fell, there was no chance of survival, and the metal was also Slowly bending.

Is there any other way to do it? After all, besides metal, there is also...

Midorikawa Matayang anxiously looked at the metal around him again: This one won't work, this one can't be moved either...

What about yourself? You can't just make metal for no reason. The metal decorations have all been removed. What else? Is there anything else I have forgotten about? Recently,

……

Yes, there is [this], and [this] can also be controlled.

Midorikawa Matayo looked at his wrist, his anxious eyes quickly became firm, and then he made a small cut.

The blood slowly flowed out, and after being controlled, it did not fall to the ground. Instead, it began to collect and compress in the air. After all, one person's blood was not enough to break such a large plate.

When there was a block the size of a fist, Midorikawa Matayo tried to break it for the first time. The good news is that it can be destroyed, but the bad news is that it is only a small amount and is of little use.

Fortunately, even if it is contaminated with dust, it can still be used N times.

Since this is okay but too little, let’s have more, let’s have more.

Thinking about it, Midorikawa Matayo directly controlled the flow of blood in a large amount, within just a few seconds.

My eyes kept getting darker, but luckily I had gotten used to this color a long time ago.

When his consciousness became slightly clearer, Midorikawa Matayo stood up straight and saw the debris flying and the crowd in the blurry scene. It seemed that the secondary detonation was very useful.

Then she stood upright and slowly fell down. Her last mental activity at this moment was:

...I always feel that it hurts more directly to draw it than to pull it again. I haven’t been a gambler for many years, so I’ll bet again today that the chance of getting me to the hospital faster and happier is higher.