A large number of White Slash Rabbit Heavy Riders fell from their roasted sheep mounts, breaking bones or other serious injuries.

The length of the tongue of the fist-sized ginger frog is finally not enough, and it can no longer break through the defense of the wrist and foot, so it can only return in vain.

Yevre watched the change of the battle situation from afar, his brow furrowed, and he fell into deep thought.

Moments later, Yevre, who had a plan again, changed tactics again.

Cold salad kelp, pulled noodles, as well as handmade hair cabbage and pho, led by rice cakes, with the air force of lemongrass pigeon and braised sparrows, began a new round of attacks.

Rice cake jumps, trying to get close to Lias's body, and then blows itself up, halting its mobility.

The rest of the bars moved quickly, leaping high and trying to wrap around Lias's wrists and feet, interrupting his terrifying attacks and even hindering his resistance.

The fragrant air force was even more whimsical, and actually launched a bombing campaign at a high altitude.

Salt-baked quail eggs burst down. It seems that with the help of gravitational acceleration, Lias will be injured and even knocked unconscious.

Outrageous things have happened.

Salt-baked quail eggs are supposed to have a special vertigo ability, and Lias, who is disdainful of these quail eggs falling from a high altitude, is immediately in a state of star-studded eyes.

The body is swaying from side to side, the head is spinning, and the wrists and feet are staggering.

Seeing the unmissable opportunity of rice cakes, they swarmed in, and then quickly exploded en masse.

The slimy pieces of rice cakes firmly wrapped Lias's entire body, like superglue.

Rice cakes actually intended to restrain the murderous Lias.

After seeing Lias being enveloped, Yevre, who was scheming, immediately mobilized a group of heavy attack units to carry out a group attack, in order to kill him with one blow.

The huge roasted dromedary, the seven-foot-tall roasted whole cow, and the herd of fat roast pigs, under the command of the lord of this small space, began to charge collectively.

With a single blow, he intends to take out the intruder who has been bound by rice cakes and a bunch of bars of food.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

Tightly wrapping the hill of rice cakes in Lias, Huo Ran sank into the middle.

But it was Lias, who was in a hurry, and instantly changed back to his original size—the size of his index finger.

At the moment when the rice cake hill sank inside, it flew out at high speed.

Lias, whose power is concentrated at one point, shuttles out easily and sees the light again.

The heavy units that rushed madly were completely anti-aircraft guns fighting mosquitoes, and they could not even find the target of the attack.

Recovering in size, Lias nimbly flew back and forth through the wide gaps, but his speed was still extremely fast.

Lias, who has changed his tactics, no longer tries to confront the food army of the whole space.

Thinking back to his previous stupid actions, Lias simply felt like he had been blinded by lard.

The huge size, in this home field of others who can only fight hand-to-hand, is obviously thankless.

Why bother to fight against the food army full of space, and directly deal with the master of space, otherwise you will be able to end everything and achieve your ultimate goal.

Lias flew swiftly towards the giant Yevre in the distance, like a lightning bolt about to break through the sound barrier, pulling out a crooked afterimage in the air.

Easily flashed all kinds of food of different shapes along the way, but no food could keep up with the pace of this lightning, so he could only watch helplessly as he rushed towards the Lord of Space at high speed.

Looking at the intruder coming straight for him, Yevre was a little flustered, and he was also a little unprovoked in anticipation.

There is a voice in the darkness telling itself that killing the invaders and then devouring them completely will lead to unexpected gains.

A little greedy in his heart, Yevre concentrated his mind and stared at the small figure that was as fast as lightning, ready to launch a deadly attack.

Suddenly, the two had already met and attacked each other in unison.

Yevre's long-awaited nails, like eight sharp daggers, were woven into a large net to envelop and cut through the tiny Lias.

And the lightning strikes Lias, a sharp turn in a circle, bypassing the attack area of his arm, and launching a sneak attack on the back of his head.

Yevre, who was watching six ways and listening to all directions, saw the target disappear in front of him, and immediately turned around.

The reaction was so swift that it didn't look like a ten-foot-tall giant at all.

At the same time, a mouthful of mucus in his mouth squirted at the little intruder who was trying to sneak up on him shamelessly.

Caught off guard, Lias was wrapped in fishy mucus, and fell straight down in the incomparably unpleasant smell.

It stinks, it's literally a combination of durian, stinky tofu and canned herring, making the smeller almost suffocate.

As a vicious range-of-area attack weapon, biological and chemical weapons are really a bit crazy.

Yevre grinned as he saw the impressive results of the stinky slime attack.

The two big green eyes were full of mockery.

The sharp nails of both hands took the opportunity to launch a thunderous attack.

Eight fingers form a net, and the dark cloud covers the top of the lias, and it is about to kill the intruder who is in a disgusting predicament on the spot.

Lias, who was wrapped in disgusting mucus the size of a fist, saw that he was in crisis, but he shook his body and changed his body again.

The large monster, which was a head taller than the ten-foot-tall Jevre, instantly broke through the slime encirclement and gave the nearby Jevre a few lashes.

But it was three of them, more than twenty feet thick, that launched a lightning-like counterattack against the cold glimmering nail net.

The wrists and feet counterattacked at high speed, bringing up a large afterimage, and giving the attacking Jevre a blow to the head like an iron wall.

Jevre was caught off guard, and his two bruised arms were pulled apart by the remnants of his wrists and feet.

Even the grinning pan was left with a slender pitted scar.

Yevre, who was disfigured, couldn't help but caress his scar a few times, and stared at the intruder in front of him in annoyance, his chest rising and falling sharply.

Yevre clenched his hands into fists, the muscles of his arms constricted, and then they rose high, accompanied by fierce tendons, and unleashed furious revenge on the hateful intruder.

A fist the size of a casserole broke through the sound barrier, bringing a thunderous explosion.

It seems to be about to completely crush the six-legged compound-eyed monster, like beating rice cakes.

Pieces of fists surrounded Lias, but they always collided with the thick wrists and feet that were equally agile and counterattacked, making a loud sound like metal impact.

Suddenly, between the fist shadow and the three wrists and feet that were in a state of stalemate, a strange stick shadow suddenly broke in.

The outrageous sneak attack of the strange stick shadow hit Lias's pink face hard, leaving a deep inverted scar.

But it was Yevre's ape-like tail that caused a huge psychological shadow on Lias at a critical moment.

The right cheek was sunken inward, the fangs ached, and even the towering nose burst out with two streams of silver blood.

The embarrassed Lias, staring at Yevre who succeeded in the sneak attack with an unkind expression, was about to completely explode.

From Lias, who had planned to easily kill the Yevre Consciousness and then seize control of the Deep Bloodline, he was in a stalemate in the restricted away game.

In fact, he was already getting anxious in his heart, after all, he was still in the weak period of breaking the seal, and even the power to break into the deep bloodline world of Yevre was only borrowed, and it couldn't last long.

It is necessary to fight quickly and put an end to this ridiculous hand-to-hand fight once and for all.

Annoyed, Lias thought so, finding the perfect excuse for his retaliatory attack.

Lias's body shook violently again, and the little giant's size grew again, casting a shadow that completely enveloped Jevre, who was ten feet tall.

Of course, the height reached thirty feet, and the brachiopods also increased dramatically to fifty feet long, and the strength did not change overall.

Three wrists and feet, thicker than the mouth of the bowl, like three giant thorny vines, frantically entangled, trying to restrain the little man in front of him.

At the same time, a giant tongue, like a strange python, struck at the head.

Suddenly faced with the multi-faceted attack of the giant monster, Yevre seemed a little helpless.

The arms struggled to open the three wrists and feet, and the ape-like tail tried to stop the tongue of the monster python that came down head-on, but due to the difference in size, it was easily swinged away.

The monster python's tongue struck hard and landed on Yevre's body.

There was a thud, and the soft ground made of pistachio powder trembled, but it was Jevre's beaten feet that sank to a depth of a full foot.