Aoki's body involuntarily took half a step back.

As soon as this half-step retreated, the mental strength that had been tense was relaxed. He felt his consciousness float up, as if the leaves of the tree had been swept into the air by the autumn wind, flying messily.

He hurriedly collected his mind, and his spiritual power recondensed, controlling the scepter and thousands of branches and leaves in his hand.

The leaves that were curled in the air were sucked back by the trunks, and all of them returned to their branches, swaying in the wind and making a rattling sound in their consciousness.

However, the laxity just now still caused problems in his command, although it was only a moment in his consciousness, like a human blink, and the time was almost negligible, but in such a tense battle, this time can also be fatal.

A spear stabbed into the stomach of a wild man, blood gushing out.

Aoki felt a pain in his abdomen, as if the spear had pierced his body. Now he could understand what it felt like to cut off the octopus's wrists and feet. Although it does not die, pain is inevitable.

Every injury or death of someone on his side will be transmitted directly to Aoki's brain, making him feel as if he himself was injured or killed.

He now finally figured out why the three sides fought so cautiously when they were fighting.

In the past battles of mankind, only the soldiers who charged in front could really feel the threat of death and the pain of injury, and the commanders of the war were in the camp in the rear most of the time, the knife would not cut them, and the blood would not be splashed on them, the death of soldiers was commonplace in their eyes, as excellent military commanders, they were cold-blooded, in their eyes the war only had two endings: defeat and victory, as for how many people were killed in battle, how many were wounded, None of the most important things are how many people can only survive in pain in this life, and if they need to trade their death for a victory, they don't mind pushing all their soldiers under the enemy's bayonets.

Here, however, in this octopus tactical system, when the consciousness of the commander and the warrior are closely united, and each soldier is a part of the commander's body, the soldier's feelings will be truly transmitted to the commander. Every time a soldier is injured, it is like a commander being injured, and every time a soldier feels pain, the same pain is simulated in the commander's brain.

When thousands of soldiers are wounded, and thousands of pains add up, the commander has to endure much more intense pain than soldiers, especially death. Maybe you can die happily once, just because no one dies twice. No one can bear the pain of dying twice, even a hundred times, a thousand times.

Many people who are sick or are suffering will pray for death to come soon, because death is a hundred things, no matter how terrible and unbearable the pain of death is, as long as they die, they will never wake up again, and there will be no more pain.

However, Aoki can't do it all right now. He is dead, but he is still alive.

When the wild man fell, the blood in his mouth spilled out like the foam of a shaken beer can when it was first opened. The muscles on his face contorted, and his eyes looked at the sky, with the nostalgia of life and the pain of dying. A spear pierced his stomach, and because the shaft was thick and uneven, and with the barbs found in the tree, it hooked his intestines as it was withdrawn.

Aoki's stomach cramped, and he felt like he was about to die. In his brain, he was seeing his intestines hanging outside his stomach at the moment, and his brain sent a strong death signal.

The feeling of death enveloped him. The feeling was so familiar, as if he had experienced it before. However, before he could dig through his memory, his eyes suddenly went dark, and his head hurt as if it was about to crack.

It was another wild man who had been shot in the eye by an arrow, and he reached out and pulled the arrow out, but his eye was out of sight.

There was also an arrow in the cheeks of a wild man, and the wooden arrow went in from the left side of his face, and from the right side of his face, several teeth fell out, and a mouth full of blood spat out.

A female savage had a broken arm, but she didn't fall and sprinted forward with her spear in her other hand.

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All of this disability, death, and pain was happening to Aoki, simulating in his mind. It's just that he just relaxed for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, three of his team died and more than a dozen were wounded. And those who were injured probably won't last long.

He kept dying, but he couldn't help but live.

Aoki endured all the pain and mobilized his mental power to hold the war situation. But the enemy on the opposite side seemed to eat him, and the spiritual storm came in waves, so that he only had the ability to parry, and had no power to fight back.

At this time, the advantage of two against one is reflected. Aoki's weakness allowed the enemy to bite him, and Situ's side got the opportunity to attack, and pieces of spiritual boulders were thrown like cannonballs, and the savages of his tribe also launched a charge, causing a lot of losses to the enemy.

Aoki's mental pressure suddenly relaxed, and he stretched his body. His consciousness suddenly grew and became a larger tree, its branches winding out of the battlefield like an eternal serpent, sweeping back and forth through the valley, sweeping away the raging winds.

In his mind, he heard a few words of "Woo Woo Wo La De Yi Ting" from the other side, judging from the induction of consciousness, it should be swearing, and only that powerful wizard can transmit the swear words of consciousness through spiritual power.

The wizard probably found out that the two tribes had united, and immediately withdrew his strength and went on the defensive. His mental strength is indeed very strong, and after taking a defensive position, even though Aoki and Situ work together, they can't help him.

The storm composed of his spiritual power was like a huge invisible energy cover, and Aoki's spiritual branches were beating on it, and Situ's spiritual cannonballs smashed on it one by one, but they were never able to break his defenses.

The trio returned to a state of equilibrium, everyone became cautious, began to slow down the pace of the attack, and after a while there was a truce.

Aoki didn't put away his mental power, and the big tree stretched out in the shade to prevent a surprise attack from the other side.

The wildlings began to clean up the battlefield. They dragged their companions back to their camps. Unlike other war scenes, even if people from different tribes collide with each other, they will not fight again, but will quickly drag the corpse of their companion or pick up the bow and arrow on the ground and leave.

The losses on Aoki's side were obviously the largest among the three tribes, a total of more than a dozen people were killed, and twenty or thirty were injured, several of them were seriously injured, and they were about to die.

Some of the wildlings had already begun to set up fires on the ground, dragging dead bodies to the fire.

Mrs. Larry suddenly became agitated, and shouted at them in the language of the savages, and the savages did not move, and turned their heads to look at Aoki.