After all, this was already in front of him, and he was not allowed to make extra choices.

In this regard, the pomegranate who figured out this point did not drag the mud and water, and looked at it, and in the next second, he saw that it was the pomegranate who immediately began to act without hesitation.

It was a body that could move and immediately tried to move, and he didn't choose to use extra strength to stand up, because right now it was a pomegranate that was only one step away from the mutant ant king egg that he had always dreamed of, and he had to get it anyway.

In order to save the few physical strengths, he stretched out his hands directly in the effort, full of longing to touch the huge mutant king egg in front of him.

Looking at it, at the moment, because it was not far from the mutant king egg, because it happened to fall on the side of the mutant king egg when it fell from it before.

It was a pomegranate at a distance of a few tens of centimeters, so he wanted to touch it simply with his hands, but with a simple idea, he tried to reach out and want to touch it.

But it is not as good as the sky, after all, it is still a little less, and he underestimated the power of the sequelae of the power of this time due to this defect.

It had only been for a short time by absorbing the soul power of the mutant ant ant as the power to restore itself. Although it looks very effective.

But in fact, only Pomegranate himself clearly knew that it was filled with soul power that had been re-purified by the soul sword in his body.

Although it was not good to bother itself, it was the sequelae of the power of destruction that was difficult to do even in action that was relieved a lot, but it still treated the symptoms but not the root cause.

It was as if they had opened a small road in the middle of a quagmire and swamp, and they would soon be entangled again by the intractable puddle of the swamp.

In the case that the muddy sludge is everywhere, and the passage is blocked again, I probably didn't expect that there would be such a pomegranate in such a situation.

It was in the body that had just been soothed that he finally gained the ability to act, but before he could start acting, the next second it was the sequelae of the destructive power that swept over again.

Under the extremely slow and inhibition of directly suppressing one's body, it is the sequelae of realizing that the more one's body acts, the faster and ferocious the power of destruction will return.

It's like once you set your sights on your prey, you will never tire of it, unless you completely tear the prey you are targeting to pieces and devour it completely.

Otherwise, it will never let go, it is under the resurgence of little by little, feeling the sudden abnormality of the body, which is a pomegranate that is naturally clear about his body.

Naturally, it was in his body that he clearly sensed that the path of power that had been reopened by the soul power with great difficulty was gradually eroded by the power of the sequelae of the power of destruction, and even swept by madness.

It was quite uncomfortable, or it was a situation in which the path of strength was blocked again, and it was a situation in which the body that had been able to move slowly began to stiffen and could not move.

Although Pomegranate also wanted to try his best to avoid such a situation, but unfortunately, although the soul power he devoured was too weak.

It was just an ordinary mutant soldier ant, not to mention a high-level mutant ant with a red body.

It is estimated that even the mutant scorpion monster that Pomegranate had defeated with his own hands before could not compare to it, and it was at a level where its soul power was so weak, that is, it was slightly stronger than the lowest level of mutant worker ants.

Other than that, there was no other use, so there was no way to relieve the sequelae of the Pomegranate that was more powerful and more severe than any previous one.

It seems that this soul power, which has been eroded by the sequelae of the power of destruction quite quickly, is gradually disappearing, and it is also the pomegranate who cannot act with the disappearance of this only force that can be used as the motivation for his own action at the moment.

A deep sense of despair then poured into my heart, although I was very unwilling, but there was no way to do anything superfluous, because now I was concentrating all my strength on my arm.

Longing to touch the huge mutant king egg in front of him with that outstretched arm, which was about to be touched.

Look around, at this very moment. I saw that it was a pomegranate that could move a little, and under the unusually ugly face of his face, he really used all his strength, even the power of milk.

It was a struggle to reach under the huge mutant king egg in front of him, but it was a very sad discovery that it was obviously closer to himself than ever.

But for some reason, under the gradual loss of his own strength, this distance that was originally just a distance that could not be closer, but it was about to become longer than any distance and untouchable.

In this regard, he knows that this is not a psychological hallucination caused by his excitement and nervousness, but a pomegranate who really exists.

I couldn't help but grit my teeth and stare at the mutant king egg in front of me, I wanted to get close to it fiercely, but I didn't notice that my arm was getting closer and closer to the mutant king egg.

Even at a distance of only two or three centimeters, the arm that had once again been covered by the gray light unique to the power of destruction was swept over by an extremely uncomfortable stiffness.

The arm, which seemed to be immobile, stiffened as a stone as if it had been hit by Medusa's petrified rays.

In this regard, although he couldn't notice it for a while, he was not a fool, looking at the arm that had been slow to reach his goal, and after thinking about it a little, he naturally clearly felt the strange pomegranate on his body.

Although this symptom is unacceptable, and even unprecedented pain and unwillingness, fortunately, there is no pomegranate who is in a hideous self-pity and anger.

Since the arms no longer have the strength, it is necessary to move the body that has the ability to move, whether it is arms, arms or feet, legs, or even teeth.

It was a pomegranate who had to do everything he could to get the distance of two centimeters, and he was making a move with the big open hand in front of him preparing to touch the mutant king egg in front of him.

It was a pomegranate that used all the moving limbs on his body, whether it was his hands, feet, arms, thighs, as long as he could use it, even his teeth.

Under the condition of using all the soul power absorbed from the mutant ant ant as much as possible, it did not waste a single trace in vain.

That is also a pomegranate with such courage and perseverance, he is acting by unscrupulous means and doing his best, although the sequelae of the power of destruction are like a dead beggar for nothing, and he will entangle the pomegranate wherever he goes.

Although Pomegranate tried to find a way to exhaust all the action power brought by the soul power in his body.

But that's not to be left behind, as long as Pomegranate moves which body and torso he moves, he will immediately entangle his body and torso.

And it is the sequelae of the power of destruction that immediately absorbs the soul power in it, like a black hole that will never be satisfied, as more and more power is absorbed by it.

It was also a pomegranate whose whole body was once again being chased after and tortured by the power of destruction, and he was successfully absorbed by the sequelae of the power of destruction.

It was a pomegranate that was almost incapacitated, and he kept crawling forward with his hands throughout his body, as if he was trying to get something.

But in the end, he turned into a motionless "statue" like a stone statue, and it seemed that he had stopped moving forward under the meaning of bitterness

I have to say that it was really a pomegranate who had lost his luck to the extreme, although he also tried his best to avoid situations that were unfavorable to him, but in the end he still couldn't escape the tragic result.

After the body finally lost its only freedom and possibility of success.

Look around, at this very moment.

I saw that it was a big hand with five fingers wide open, although it was crossed as desired, and it seemed so unbridgeable under the distance of two or three centimeters from the long distance.

In the end, he succeeded in touching the metal-hard shell of the mutant ant-king egg, but it still couldn't change anything.

It was the restored body and skin color that had been broken by the soul power that had been absorbed on his body, and it represented freedom and action, and now it was once again covered by the gray color of the sequelae of the power of destruction.

It seems that the pomegranate that has almost finally dried up the oil lamp, as the shrewd light in his eyes gradually disappears, it no longer has a glimmer of life as before.

It was a complete dull gray, and even a pomegranate with his eyes almost literally closed under the infinite close closure.

It's a pomegranate who finally reaches the limit, and it is estimated that he can't bear it, and under the most ironic failure, he has obviously successfully reached his goal.

It is only one step away from the final successful absorption of the power in the mutant king egg, so as to turn the tide in one fell swoop and turn defeat into victory.

But what he didn't want was that the pomegranate, who still couldn't escape in the end, fell into a deep sleep forever while succeeding.

Under such a laughable and laughable result, but it was simply unacceptable, although he really wanted Pomegranate, he opened his eyes again and continued to work hard to move forward.

But looking at the fact that his pair has lost all its brilliance, even the only trace of vitality no longer exists, and it is a situation where the flame of vitality has been completely extinguished.

Thinking about it, this is also the end of the pomegranate he, at this moment, look at it.

As the power completely disappeared, the body was already unable to move, and the pomegranate that had entered a deep sleep was about to be unable to wake up, and even the body unconsciously closed his eyes completely.

is about to plunge into endless darkness.

It was the body that was trying to crawl forward with the mutant ant king egg, and it also involuntarily began to sink, and he was about to fall down of the pomegranate.

Under the unprecedented crisis, that is, once the pomegranate is completely down, then the big hand that will be put down at that time will be completely put down from the eggshell of the mutant ant king egg.

That is to say, this time it is really a pomegranate that can no longer survive, and his breathing is getting weaker and weaker in the pomegranate that has completely closed his eyes.

Like an animal that had fallen into a suspended animation, his body lost its strength and collapsed to the ground like a mess of mud.

It was a large open five-fingered palm, and the pomegranate that peeled off from the mutant king egg little by little, was about to be completely separated.

That is to fall into this sleep completely, and it is very likely that it will be a pomegranate in an eternal sleep that will never wake up, and it is under the tragic outcome that is coming.

But what he didn't want was when Pomegranate was about to let go of his last finger. But it was a mutation, just as Pomegranate's last finger was about to slip off the edge of the mutant king's egg.

It was a coincidence that it happened to touch the pomegranate that was bleeding from the top of the mutant king's egg.

It was when his arm was cut by the soul heavy sword that he had previously slashed out, and blood splattered on the top of the eggshell of the mutant ant king egg, and then it was divided into multiple blood streams from top to bottom.

The entire mutant ant king egg, the entire huge individual, is more or less rendered into a red color.

It was so dazzling that one of its streams of blood would have been so coincidental at the moment, so coincidentally flowing through Pomegranate's finger that was about to touch and separate.

Suddenly, it was a mutation, and I saw that it was the moment when the still warm and humid scarlet blood touched Pomegranate's finger, and the moment it was accompanied by bright red blood staining Pomegranate's finger.

It also emitted an insignificant red light, and with this red light flickering, it was like 502 glue.

It was actually a pomegranate who stopped his body and continued to slide with his big hands, and the whole person was very weirdly in a strange posture.

To put it simply, he relied on the surface of one finger to stick to the mutant king egg, and then relied on such a layer of skin to stop his body from sliding.