The scales, flesh, internal organs, and bones were kneaded into a black-red dough in front of the distorted force field, and the golden-white dragon scales dotted on it looked extremely inconsistent, full of a cruel sense of art.

Everyone didn't even have time to scream, and even the sound waves were distorted by the gravitational field.

Flesh and bones rained down, and this cruel scene poured cold water on the strong morale of the Wyvern Knight, but the Turtleback Demon Clan could no longer send the same attack.

The skin of the black hand was brutally torn apart by the black blood, turning into countless sharp blades and spikes, smashing all the blood vessels and internal organs, and a terrifying corrosive force soaked the whole body of the turtleback demon, and even the steel-like bones were dissolved into bone residue.

Eventually, countless spikes pierced the skin of the Turtleback Demon, making it resemble an enraged sea urchin.

In this way, a powerful demon clan was killed in an instant by understatement, and was inserted into a skewer from the softest inside.

The black hole under the Turtleback Demon Clan suddenly expanded, and with a strong pull of the black hand, the body of the Turtleback Demon Clan was pulled into the black hole, and it came to a hundred miles away in an instant.

In a pit so far away that the battlefield could barely be seen, all the members of the Prism faced the corpse of the Turtleback Demon with solemnity.

The doctor's scalpel cut through the epidermis of the Turtleback Demon with difficulty and methodical manner, carefully extracted the internal organs and then performed local dissection and analysis on the spot, while collecting the fine purple crystals embedded in each energy node, and finally, little by little, separated the Turtleback Demon Clan's Turtle Back, which was used to launch gravity attacks—a huge piece of biological crystallization tissue.

The material value of this turtleback demon was far beyond their imagination, and it was completely worth their desperate efforts to kill.

After fully recovering the expensive materials, the doctor's voice was very serious: "The energy circuit of this demon is completely different from that of other demons. ”

Provence asks: "What's the difference?" ”

The doctor explained: "Whether it is a demon or a demonic beast, they simply eat the purple crystals and then decompose them, and then condense them in the naturally formed energy circuits, exerting incredible power and full of strong randomness. But the energy circuit of this demon king-level demon is too symmetrical and efficient, just like a high-voltage shunt circuit, which perfectly conforms to the topological mathematical model. Do you think it's possible? ”

The doctor was quite confident in his profession, and there was a slight disrespect in his words, which Provence certainly did not care.

Provence winked and asked Kant to step forward.

Kant, whose whole body was covered with nanomuscles, immediately waved his hand and said, "Boss, don't be kidding, my storage space is full of tactical simulation systems, and I really can't do this kind of biological analysis." ”

Provence looked helpless and could only say: "It looks like we are in big trouble." ”

"Not necessarily," Kazan said, wiping the purple blood on his hands, the skin on his hands cracking and healing, revealing the coagulated blades of black blood, "Killing doesn't require the power to destroy the world, just to get the deadliest blow in the right place." ”

Kant said unhappily: "What? If it weren't for my over-the-top visual observation of the battlefield, the tactical simulation system finding the right time, and the captain's space door opening with great precision, would you be able to get it so easily? I'm afraid it would have been crushed into a puddle of pig blood by hundreds of times gravity. ”

Kazan's cold eyes narrowed, and he said dangerously: "Only the waste hiding under the iron sheet dares to talk to me?" It seems that we can talk more about who is the strongest ...... this team"

"Enough!" Provence forcefully cut off the signs of the fight, and the stern eyes suppressed the two of them, and Cazan had to snort coldly and look away.

Provence rubbed his tense cheeks and said calmly: "Even a serious demon king can't withstand our carefully planned ambush, let alone these concocted inferior products?" We can't be careless, but don't scare ourselves either. Kant, continue to observe, while the number of dragon knights is still there, they can form a cover for us, and we may not have no chance in the chaos. ”

Kant responded, Provence looked at the fiercer battlefield, and said seriously: "Victory must belong to the prism!" ”

The death of the Turtleback Demon did not cause a reaction from the other demons, but the pressure of the Wyvern Knight was undoubtedly greatly reduced, and the morale also increased slightly.

But then, no one could get up easily.

A wyvern roared and was about to spew out dragon breath, but it froze silently, and then the dragon and the man cracked in half neatly and fell to the ground.

Something sliced the wyvern in half from head to toe with amazing sharpness!

Suddenly, the corpse of the wyvern fell like hail, smashed into the gray earth, and was trampled and devoured by a huge demon.

But there was no trace of an enemy in the air, and almost every second a wyvern fell.

Kant gritted his teeth and activated all the sensors, splitting each second into 100,000 frames to lock, and finally he shouted, "Found it!" ”

It was a humanoid demon, covered with a smooth exoskeleton from top to bottom, like a layer of slender and perfect armor, with slender limbs and a triangular head with sharp arm blades and ramming horns. Without wings, it can fly freely in the air, and can even make abrupt turns at sharp angles, easily piercing through the hard scales and bones of the wyvern like a zero-mass ghost.

Provence's eyelids jumped, and out of the ability to resonate with a sense of familiarity, he first pointed out: "Space displacement." ”

Nash frowned: "The same ability as the captain?" ”

Provence hesitated: "It's different, I connect the spaces of the two locations together to open a door for teleportation, while it directly replaces the two spaces entirely, continuously transferring the space in front of me to the back, and achieving high-speed movement in disguise." Because it is a whole piece of space, it is not affected by any inertia and resistance. ”

Kant muttered, "This is the basic principle of the curvature navigation of a third-level interstellar civilization, how did it do it?" ”

Provence patted Kant on the head and woke him up: "Don't think about those who don't have it, if you want to say that my space gate is still the foundation of the fifth-level civilization interstellar gate." Superpowers are so unscientific in the first place. ”

Kant suddenly said: "Superpowers are not unscientific, they just don't fit into the current physical universe." The key to advancing to a seventh-level civilization lies in analyzing the laws of magic and technology. ”

Provence wordlessly patted Kant on the shoulder and said, "Come on." ”

Before Provence could figure out a way to deal with that bladed demon, more demons rushed up and used all kinds of unbelievable abilities, making this day the most unforgettable nightmare for all dragon knights in more than a thousand years.

The strange induction between the flying dragons has greatly improved Siloya's command efficiency, and she no longer has any hope of being alive when she sees so many terrifying demons, she only hopes to retain the most fires and destroy the most enemies.

Siloya ordered: "Dragon scale formation, wave firepower volley!" High-level knights spew dragon breath at close range! ”

The spear can be thrown at an infinite range, while the more powerful Dragon's Breath is only about twenty meters away, so the Wyvern Knight, who has a higher survival rate, can only be sent to carry out this dangerous operation.

More than a thousand dragon knights hulala scattered, performing their duties in an orderly manner, and they did not have the slightest intention of flinching in the face of the monstrous fierce flames of the demon race, because as long as they took a step back, their family members would die tragically.

The Blade Demon Clan was still raging, and every second a Wyvern Knight died tragically, Siloya picked up a boxy black box and shouted, "Provence, don't be a coward with a shrunken head, help us stop that ghost!" ”

Provence listened to the hysterical yelling coming from the communicator, and could only shrug his shoulders and say: "People think we can't do our work, then ......"

"Let's get to work!"