Chapter 56: The Savior Is Coming?

Pain, heartache, the gills are the most vulnerable part of the pope's body, there is no one. Hitting here is not as fatal as hitting the heart, but it is enough for the "Pope" to fall into a weakened state.

If Ye Qiang was here at this moment, he would definitely find that the blood bar on the Pope's head had decreased by about one-third in an instant! This kind of damage is definitely a heavy blow for a bloody meat shield like the "Pope"!

"I'll fight with you!" Seeing his benefactor fall from such a height, Xu Erduo's heart couldn't help but sink to the bottom. Although Liu Lao is strong, he is an old man after all, and it is really fatal to fall like this.

The guilt of not being able to save rushed to his head, and Xu Erduo immediately grabbed the explosive lead and rushed to the "Pope".

At this moment, the Pope was in an extremely weak state due to gill organ injury, and in the face of the desperate attack of the ants, this high-rise monster chose to retreat for the first time. His not-so-smart head clearly felt a sense of oppression from the ants in front of him.

Seeing that the "Pope" was forced to retreat, Xu Erduo's eyes became more ferocious. As the saying goes, "the soft are afraid of the hard, and the hard are afraid of the dead", Xu Erduo dared to risk his life to die with the "Pope", relying on the grief and indignation that surged in his heart. If the other party can be stubborn to the end, it may be able to protect itself by virtue of the difference in strength, but its retreat suddenly fueled Xu Erduo's momentum.

As a soldier, Xu Erduo understands very well the truth of "one drum, then decline, and three exhaustion". He also knew that his physical strength was about to be exhausted, and the current outburst could not last. With a roar of rage, Xu Erduo used his remaining physical strength to run towards the legs of the "Pope".

This is a gamble that is destined to be unfair, and Xu Erduo risked his life just for a chance to die together. Whether he can grab the leg of the "Pope" or not, he will detonate the explosives, and if he catches, there is a monster on his back when he is dying, and he makes a lot of money! If he can't catch it, the "Pope" will also be seriously injured, and he will definitely not be able to pursue the convoy at that time, and he will not lose money.

If he knew that the Pope had been forced by him to run away at this moment, I don't know if he would still fight so hard. Xu Erduo took a step forward, the Pope took a step back, and the two cooperated tacitly as if they had said it. This strange scene made the eyes of the survivors of the convoy who had not gone far wide.

"Bang!" Although Xu Erduo's momentum is amazing, he is a human after all, and his physical strength always has a limit. After chasing the "Pope" for a while, the little physical strength left was directly exhausted, and he rolled to the ground as soon as his feet were weak.

Seeing that the ant that had been chasing him suddenly fell to the ground, the "Pope" couldn't help but feel that his head couldn't turn around. After glancing at Xu Erduo, the "Pope" raised the steel fork and slowly lowered it.

He really didn't want to touch this prickly idea, anyway, there was still a lot of food, there was no need to hang himself from a tree. Turning his head to look at the convoy not far away, the Pope bent down and jumped, and in an instant, the huge figure more than ten meters tall rose from the ground.

Xu Erduo had less than four minutes to gain time, and how far could he run at the slow speed of an overloaded convoy. However, several "popes" caught up with the convoy, and felt the screams from the car, and the pope excitedly raised the steel fork high.

"Damn it! Why is this happening, get moving, get moving! Seeing that the Pope was about to attack the people he was protecting, Xu Erduo was stunned, and a pair of iron fists frantically pounded his already numb legs.

Gambling on the protection of his life is going to be destroyed in front of his eyes, but he can't even take a single step. This feeling of powerlessness was like a colony of ants swarming up and gnawing at his heart.

He is unwilling, but what can he do if he is unwilling. "All the misfortunes in this world are caused by the lack of ability of the parties." If he was strong enough, he wouldn't be lying on the ground like he is now!

The steel fork fell, and another car was smashed to pieces. Within an hour of the start of the white fog, Ye Qiang's convoy had lost a third, and the fact that the bloody forest was once again a reminder of the cruelty of this world.

Easily disposing of a car, the "Pope" couldn't help but raise the steel fork again. The shattered flesh and screams made it ecstatic. Killing these ants gave him room to let go of his pent-up anger.

A wave of anger poured out, and the mad figure of the "Pope" frightened the warriors on the roof of the car into losing their minds. A group of well-trained soldiers even forgot to shoot back.

"Roar!" Just as the steel fork was about to fall, a low roar came from far and near. I saw a black shadow, accompanied by a whistling sound, flying from the sky. Looking at the sliding track, the black shadow actually "jumped" over. And he jumped higher and farther than the "Pope", so it gave people the illusion of flying over.

The black shadow landed on the head of the "Pope" accurately, and the huge impact force hit the "Pope" roaring, and the steel fork that originally fell also deviated from the track because of this blow and landed in the vacancy.

The familiar faces, the silver swords, and the details all explain the identity of the comer, but the coming of the savior did not usher in the cheers of the rescued.

After the momentary surprise, everyone in the team observed Ye Qiang calmly, and they didn't even dare to take a breath, and Meng Xiaoqian and others, who were familiar with Ye Qiang, even fell into their palms with their fingers.

On his bloodstained face, he was pale and couldn't see the slightest bit of anger. The eyes filled with dense bloodshot made Ye Qiang look as if he had a pair of bloody pupils. The black and red tentacles under the tattered clothes writhed with teeth and claws, and the eight large tentacles the thickness of a ping-pong ball set off Ye Qiang's figure like a demon.

"Roar!" Let out a beastly murmur again, Ye Qiang, who was standing on top of the Pope's head, raised his fist and blasted out.

The dense tentacles wrapped Ye Qiang's arm in an instant, and the "Charged Blow" quickly completed the charging process with the blessing of several times the previous "tentacles", sending out a super heavy punch that was comparable to or even surpassed Ye Qiang's limit of charging power.

"Boom!" The sound of breaking wind exploded, and the heavy punch from top to bottom directly broke through the Pope's scales. His scale armor, which couldn't be pierced by bullets, seemed like a joke under Ye Qiang's fist. The force that rushed straight down made the "Pope" hang his head fiercely, and the dizziness caused by the impact force made the "Pope's" huge body shake for a while.

Seeing this scene, Ye Qiang smiled fiercely, stepped on the Pope's head and jumped seven or eight meters high. The eight thickest tentacles on the body are combined to form an enlarged version of the "Whip Fist" in the original form of torture. But for some reason, the "whip fist" dispersed directly at the moment of formation.

The next moment, the eight tentacles twisted into a hemp rope, and with Ye Qiang's volley, they slapped the "Pope" in the face. The blow was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the pope, who had been shaking, fell heavily forward.