The mist was rapidly surging towards them, and although the soldiers could not see what was inside, this behemoth with a volume of 100 meters like a living creature was coming towards them, which was enough to make their musketeers, who were originally just ordinary people and peasants, tremble involuntarily with fright.

"Don't panic! Steady! Hold it for me! ”

"Ready...... Put! ”

"If you don't want to die, run for me!"

"You must hold on, think about your parents, wives and children in the city, you must not let them get close to Moss Stone City!"

In this case, the ten commanders did their best to make the soldiers under their command more or less brainless with their roars.

The two sides chased and fled, and suddenly a few minutes passed, and the mist was already hanging more than ten meters behind the musketeers, and it seemed that as long as it took more than ten tens of seconds, they could catch up at any time, and then devour this group of weak humans.

Bang!

A second before the captain shouted to shoot, these musketeers suddenly heard a violent gunshot, this gunfire was so clear, as if it sounded directly in their heads, before they could figure out the problem of the direction of this position, the fifty musketeers who fell in the last row all stood stunned at the same time, their index fingers had been bent halfway, and the bodies of all of them trembled, and then several of them immediately wiped their guns off, like a little spark dripping into a pan of oil, which immediately caused a burst of confusion.

In doing all this, Zagu of the Spirit Clan, who directly exerted a spiritual impact on fifty human beings dozens of meters away in the mist, only breathed a little faster, as if this was just the physical exertion equivalent to an adult man's fist a few swings, which showed that the strength of an ordinary adult Spirit Race should not be underestimated.

A few seconds later, the stopped musketeers were immediately swallowed up by the fog that had caught up from behind!

In the mist, these musketeers could only sense their companions within three meters of them, but beyond that, they were terrified by the huge beasts that swooped down on them in all directions!

In the war of the heart, as long as a flaw is exposed, the army will be defeated.

Just as now, the more fear in the hearts of the soldiers in the war, the more powerful the spirit clan Zagu who is gifted in this way smells these fears, and he spreads his spiritual energy like a fish in water, enveloping these musketeers, making the image of the enemy they see more powerful and unmatched, making them feel that their hands and feet are weaker and weaker than usual, and all kinds of psychological factors add up to even affect the physical fitness, and finally their combat effectiveness drops sharply to almost like children after a few breaths, Easily pounced on by strong beasts.

However, these beasts did not choose to eat them, but quickly got those humanoid and human spirits in the fog to come and move these musketeers to the front of the spirit tribe Zagu.

In the distant Vortex Mountains, a pair of eyes pass through the mountains, and his will is a window to the eyes of every creature that has planted a spiritual beacon, with their hands as hands, and their feet as feet, although thousands of miles away, his will is like his own presence.

After being hungry for most of the day, Zagu was like a child on a desert island, and suddenly found a hamburger on the ground, and stretched out the spiritual touch on his face with great enthusiasm, they became thin and elongated, and it could be seen that in front of these human musketeers, the flesh touch that the spirit race called the spiritual touch was a U-shaped fork.

At the end of these two branched out thin tentacles, there were dozens of tentacles only a few millimeters thick, and two young tentacles penetrated through the captive's nasal cavity.

These two tiny tentacles of the Spirit Race, with the ability to be as precise as an excellent surgical scalpel, drove all the way into the brain, and then the dozens of tentacles of only a few millimeters directly pierced into every important area of the poor insect's brain, it can be said that as long as the Spirit Race is willing, even if it is unwilling, now this human body and most of the mind are already the line puppets he controls.

The tentacles squirmed, the hearts connected, and just as the Spirit Clan was about to taste the fifty meals and enter their spiritual world, he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Burst!

Dam collapse!

It has been said that the genes of human ancestors who learned to throw stones to fight as soon as they came down from under the trees and exercise the urge to be violent will in many cases be as strong and unstoppable as the desire to mate.

The collapsed spiritual world formed countless torrents of spiritual information, these torrents were all kinds of distorted violent impulsive thoughts and chaotic information, and the entire fifty human musketeers, there were fifty spiritual information torrents brought by fifty channels, which were opened together through the initiative of the Spirit Race Zagu, and in turn poured into his spiritual world.

The mind is a two-way street, just like the eyes, when you can see other people's eyes, your image will definitely appear in other people's eyes.

Zagu originally imagined himself to be a man in a suit and gown, with a snow-white napkin around his neck, and clean white gloves on his hands, sitting upright at the table, with fifty large meals on the long table, all waiting for him to prey on them with grace.

But in fact, he had just raised his knife and fork and was about to start, standing at the other end of the table, when suddenly a pair of hands appeared, which were extremely rough and directly ripped off the tablecloth, so that an elegant and exquisite lunch was completely destroyed.

And that's not all!

Not only did Zagu lose his delicious spiritual food tonic, but at the same time, he, the eater, was now facing this fifty torrents of violent spiritual information, which were no longer spam information, but were distorted and filled with violent and malicious viral destruction information, and now it was as if he had not only been disturbed from eating, but also had been targeted at him and pulled out a large vat of foul-smelling feces stained with poison!

"Ahhh Damn surface people! I'm going to kill you all! ”

The mind is always full of flaws, and the spirit clan Zagu can usually be like a hard-working programmer ape who always pays attention to patrolling these loopholes, but now behind is the oppression of the master, and in front of him he encountered this kind of suicidal terrorist attack, under the anger, where can he take care of the defense loopholes, and suddenly reveal the information of the heart of rage.

Physically, the strongest form of defense is a solid circle, and if there is a hole in the circle, its strength will drop by one level.

The same is true of the mind, only the solid circle state of the iron ball without fluctuation like a stone, which makes people feel that they can't find any loopholes, and can only fight hard for the full strength of the opponent; Or like an unsheathed sword, the whole body is full of edges, no matter where the opponent starts, it will feel like a turtle to a hedgehog, very uncomfortable, without injury, there is no offensive damage at all; Or just avoid it, otherwise you can't avoid injury.

Now, originally Zagu was a circle that was not very standard, and it was exposed because of his anger, which was equivalent to a hole in the solid thing, and the overall defense strength dropped all of a sudden, allowing Zhong Junxiu to quickly follow the exposed emotional energy he revealed, discovered the weak point of the defense of Zagu's mental world, and dived in openly.