Looking at Mikot, who seemed to have been squeezed dry and lying on the ground weakly, Feng Bei was really angry: Is there a pet more pitted than this? Originally, I signed a pet contract for your powerful combat power, hoping to provide a solid guarantee when I went to see the Blood Scythe King, but now in this situation, the guarantee is gone, which means that I still have to protect you?!

Mikot understood Feng Bei's expression - to be honest, it is quite difficult to understand the facial expression of a praying mantis, which is probably due to the fact that after the contract, the two have more or less the same mind, she lay on the ground and raised her face, and said pitifully:

"Mr. Praying Mantis, I really didn't mean it!Actually, you don't know, it's not that I'm boasting, I'm the kind of girl who will press it as long as a red button appears in front of me, no matter what it is for~"

Is there anything to boast about?!

Feeling that the anger groove of the wind and sorrow had risen a large part again, Mikot hurriedly shouted:

"Don't don't, Mr. Mantis, don't be angry, I'm just a little weak now, at most five minutes, I can recover one or two percent of my magic power, and I can walk sideways enough in this forest, and I won't delay things!"

Hearing this explanation, Feng Bei's face finally looked a little better, he took a deep breath, and said to Mikot with a serious face:

"I know you're strong, but don't take it lightly in this weird forest! It's hard to say what the so-called 'Hallownest' has any means, and it would be terrible if they were like the Golden Fortress and had the ability to suppress you!

Remember, when you go to see the Blood Scythe King for a while, you must not get too close, just watch from a distance of a few tens of meters! If I encounter any attack, you can directly use your fastest attack magic to buy me a little time, and then run immediately, and never look back!

Oh, by the way, don't worry about hurting me when casting spells, I have a very powerful spatial escape skill (which is to return to the original body), just bomb. ”

Seeing that Feng Bei was so serious, Mikot's expression also became serious, she slowly got up from the ground, nodded heavily, then hesitated for a while, and asked:

"Mr. Mantis, it may be offensive, but I have a question......"

Feng Bei tilted his head, signaled but said it was okay, and Mikot continued:

"I also learned from you before that this so-called Holy Nest is probably an organization that biochemically transforms Warcraft and, to a certain extent, endows low-level Warcraft with wisdom.

Its existence is certainly a big threat to human beings, but for Warcraft like you, it's actually the opposite, right? I even think that Hallownest is simply the salvation organization of Warcraft, and it stands to reason that you should be very supportive, but why, I feel that you seem to have a bit of a desire to get rid of Hallownest?"

Feng Bei glanced at Mikot with some surprise, and said in his heart, it turns out that your senses are quite keen!If I am really a Warcraft, I will naturally support the Holy Nest, but the problem is that I am just a human in the skin of a Warcraft!

This kind of secret, naturally, can't be said to Mikot, Feng Bei's trust in her has not yet reached that level, and after thinking about it, he didn't know what reason to find, so he sighed and said in a low voice:

"My relationship with Hallownest is not something that can be explained simply......

After saying this, Feng Bei stopped directly, turned around, and silently walked towards the previous human camp. Mikot was obviously fooled, and she didn't know what kind of big drama she had made up in her brain, she sniffed, stopped asking, and hurriedly followed.

This journey is very smooth, there are not too many powerful demonic beasts in the Silent Forest, there are few creatures of this size that can attack people, and Feng Bei has unleashed some magical coercion intentionally or unintentionally, so naturally there is no one who is not open to trouble.

About ten minutes later, the abandoned human camp was already in sight, compared to the last time he came, Feng Bei's strength had greatly improved, so as soon as he entered the camp range, he sensed something strange:

What a thick, eerie ghost!

Above the entire camp, there were many fragments of resentful spirits, and each fragment contained a surging resentment, showing what kind of terrible torture they had suffered in their lifetime!

According to Feng Bei's experience in exterminating demons in the other world in the past ten years, it stands to reason that there is such a huge and thick resentment here, and some extremely evil spirit creatures should have been condensed a long time ago, but the magic is that all the resentful spirit fragments here are just fragments, and there is no meaning of aggregation or mutation! It can be inferred that under this camp, there must be some kind of facility or magic array that can suppress the evolution of resentment!

If we can figure out the principle and replicate it in the human world, then it will be much easier for the paladins to purify the demons, at least they won't have to stay in the demon extermination site for at least a week for fear of "recurrence"!

Knocking on his head, temporarily retracting his thoughts, Feng Bei pointed to the grass with his knife arm, motioned for Mikot to hide inside, and then straightened his body, and all the holy light came out of his body, trying to make himself look more noble, more like a messenger of Hallownest, and then he followed the posture of the cardinal's sermon and strode into the abandoned camp with his head held high!

Feeling that a touch of blood quietly emerged from those grievances, Feng Bei frowned, and said in a majestic and arrogant tone:

"Blood Scythe, this holy envoy has arrived, if you don't come to greet you, who will you show if you pretend to be a ghost?"

The chaotic "hiss" sound sounded slowly, the volume slowly increased, and gradually became extremely noisy, like the clutter of the radio played by a loudspeaker, and a suppressed, crazy voice suddenly sounded:

"Sorry...... Emissary of Hallownest...... I...... The state is somewhat ...... Not good, climb out...... Come...... Need...... At one o'clock...... ......"

With these words, the ground of the abandoned camp suddenly began to vibrate strongly, and those already crumbling tents and wooden buildings collapsed one by one, and soon, the ground arched up a small hill-like dirt bag, and among the splashes of soil, a huge praying mantis with a body length of more than thirty meters slowly drilled out of the ground!

Just looking at the size, its body is no different from that of an ordinary praying mantis, but it is magnified many times in equal proportions, and the biggest difference is that the body of this giant mantis is not emerald green, but blood red!

This is not to say that it has blood-colored skin, the reason why it looks blood-red is because it has no skin at all! The muscle tissue that should have been wrapped and protected by the exoskeleton is all exposed, and even the peristalsis of some internal organs and intestines is clearly visible! The six hearts behind it carry blood along the aorta to all parts of the body, and the two nearly fifteen-meter-long knife arms are especially distributed with a large amount of blood, so the color is even more bright red, coupled with that slight sense of flow, it gives people the feeling that it is like the blood-colored sickle of death!

Blood Scythe King, this name is quite vivid......

Feng Bei looked at each other quietly, there was no sadness or joy on the surface, but he was already extremely angry in his heart, and even had the idea of killing this blood sickle king!

The praying mantis does not need hemoglobin for gas exchange, the blood should be colorless, and from the blood of the Blood Scythe King, Feng Sorrow smells the scent of countless other creatures, and even ...... The smell of humanity!