The heavily armored warriors led by Duke were armed with a variety of heavy weapons and faced more than a dozen strange virus species with murderous vigour. The tall bear man waved the big stick in his hand back and forth, and let out a low whistle in his mouth: "Come on, little dog, come here, let me hurt you well~"

When Su Xing and Gordon walked behind him, the bears were ready to rush up. He spun his stick, his arms bulging with large muscles, a pair of short fangs sticking out from the corners of his mouth, his grinning mouth full of shiny teeth, stubby brown and black bear hair growing from under his skin, and wisps of blood-colored mist rising from his body, making Duke look like a demon in a blood-colored coat.

The appraisal results show that this bear man who is slowly "burning" has broken through the shackles of a one-star elite and entered a real transcendent beginning, a two-star ordinary. However, it is obvious that the power obtained by this means of increasing combat effectiveness by bursting one's own qi and blood is very unstable. The countdown on the dashboard is a straightforward indication of how long he was able to hold out: three minutes.

This group of viruses retains many canine characteristics, and looks like a mutant beast that has been eroded by chaotic forces. However, they are a bit more difficult to deal with than the genuine virus strains. They still have a small memory of what they were alive with, which makes them much more cunning than the "pure virus species" that most of the time only rush with instinct.

Faced with the heavy oppression from the bear people, the group of monsters adjusted their formation after panicking for a while, and began to snort and roar at the bear people, and deformed limbs continued to appear and disappear on their bodies, making these already disgusting monsters even more disgusting.

Duke let out a fierce howl and rushed towards the monster with heavy steps.

The black shadow flashed, and the thick black and heavy stick at the mouth of the bowl whined and slashed through a smooth arc, smashing the two monsters out of the air for more than ten meters, in the face of this powerful blow, their tough skin full of scars and pus could not resist this majestic force, and the place where they were hit by the big stick collapsed, and the whole body twisted into a strange shape, spewing yellow-green body fluids from all the holes in their bodies.

Although the low-level virus species have no clear internal organs, and their bodies are more of a variety of twisted and changing pieces of flesh and mucus, this unavoidable blunt damage is still enough to deal a heavy blow to them.

Bang bang bang.

Duke smashed the dozen or so monsters like a baseball, and their fangs and claws were smashed by the bearman's stick before they could be smashed. They instinctively drove to rush towards Duke again and again, and even had a rough division of labor, but in the face of the big stick that was almost danced into a flower, these monsters were quickly smashed into large swaying water bags. This shows how tough their skin really is.

Even with this force, they remained intact in appearance, with shattered minced flesh and tissue fragments squirting out of their mouths. Three of them, maybe five, had gray eyeballs, and their bodies began to twitch and tremble. This is also a flaw of damaged species - their vitality is much weaker than that of genuine viruses. With this level of attack, the virus species can regenerate in a short period of time and evolve corresponding defense capabilities.

As these monsters fell, the darkness in front of them seemed to dissipate a little insignificant, and if anything, it rose from ten meters to ten .5 meters of visibility.

The bear-man roared and smashed the stick into the darkness, the darkness that covered everything as if it were a physical entity, making his attacks feel like they were stuck in glue, completely powerless. He took a few steps backwards with his big stick in his grip, and the darkness dragged out a long strip as if it were glued to the stick. The sound sounded, and the white light and darkness of order faded away each other for a long time before they completely disappeared.

"A group of brainless things actually rushed into the order field to fight us, and they are all garbage that only knows how to kill and destroy!" Duke's body emitted a large cloud of white steam, sweat was like rain, and he laughed loudly: "The rest of those little things will be given to you, everyone will practice their hands, and they will be busy later!"

Several heavily armored warriors rushed forward at once, slashing and stabbing at each other, dismembering the monsters in order to remove useful materials from them. At the same time, it is also to provoke the remaining monsters that are still hiding in the darkness.

Gordon glanced at Su Xing and found that he was still holding his hands and looking into the darkness, and couldn't help asking, "Aosen, what are you looking at?"

Su Xing was silent for a moment, and replied, "It's here." ”

In the darkness outside the order field, it was like a boiling pot, setting off stormy waves. There were constantly all kinds of irritating and frightening cries, as if there were countless terrifying monsters hidden in them, choosing people to devour.

The slender steps of the steel-colored pale staggered rapidly, the carapace of cyan and black-brown skimmed before the eyes, and the mutants on its body, their green eyes staring at the convoy and adventurers, and several strange corpses of the virus species were trampled under their feet. Silence and fear swept through the entire convoy like a cold wind, and even the bravest felt their scalps tingle and their limbs weak in the face of so many mutant beasts that kept passing in front of them.

Even Su Xing, who had already sensed that something was wrong, almost cursed, he didn't expect such a big thing to follow. It can only be said that the disgusting guy's presence is too strong, completely covering up the existence of these mutant beasts.

Gordon didn't bother to ask Su Xing how he knew that something was coming, he ran to Duke who was gasping for breath in two steps, and asked in a low voice, "Commander, what should I do, fight or withdraw?"

The two bear heads came together and muttered for a while, and Gordon ordered all the battle robots and combatants to get out of the car and prepare for battle, while they began to shrink their formations.

"Is this going to be a fight?" asked Su Xing in a low voice.

"If you don't fight, you can't do it, at least you have to make an appearance, I hope to scare these monsters away. Duke smiled bitterly with his stick, he scratched his face, "It's really terrifying, I've seen more than a hundred mutant beasts at most at one time, except for the big beast tide, I've never seen so many mutant beasts get together." Orson, how did you know something was coming?"

"That's a feeling," Su Xing looked at the huge monster that was still circling the convoy, "It's like walking at night, someone wants to pat you on the shoulder behind your back, a kind of intuition." ”