"Who! Who's talking! The massive Borahra waved his tentacles. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I say, who gave you the courage to appear here." Purple Hitomi stepped out of the stands and left the purple light curtain that blocked the large number of tentacles, exposing her aura to the giant zerg's visitation.

"It's you! It's exactly the same as the life signal from Gum-Harrow before he died! Borahra howled loudly, and the tentacles scattered outside his body contracted and gathered around his body.

"Didn't you find me until now, your perception is really despicable and pitiful." Purple Hitomi said softly.

"Human! You will pay for insulting the great Borahra! As soon as the words fell, dozens of hideous tentacles waved like purple pupils head-on.

Rumble! The earth shook with the splash of stones and smoke from the landing of the tentacles, but the petite figure with long snow-white hair flashed lightly and unscathed.

"Is this your power? Compared to that Kraken, you're so clumsy and ridiculous. ”

Roar!

As if he couldn't be provoked, this time Bolahera waved more tentacles and shot them in the air like a giant wall! The earth shook and the mountains shook, and there was a roar! In an instant, the sturdy stadium stands turned into a pile of rubble and rubble, and there were many bloodstains of the tragic death of many people who did not have time to dodge!

But when the smoke and dust dissipated and the vibration stopped, the petite figure of the purple eyes was still steady, she stood quietly on the top of a tentacle, and the chaotic smoke and dust disturbed the long snow-white hair dancing in the wind.

"Your ignorance will cost you your life, and no Zerg has ever dared to set foot in the interior of the Empire."

After two successive failures, Borahla's tone slowly became calm, "Human, do you think these are the power of the Great Digger King?" Also, I doubt that my brother will die at the hands of someone who can only dodge. ”

"You want to know how he died? I'll satisfy you. Purple Hitomi replied indifferently.

"Hahahaha!" Bolahra let out a nasty laugh, "Then let me see!" As he spoke, a large number of tentacles suddenly attacked Purple Pupil, half of the space in the arena was filled with black pressed tentacles, and the tight gap between the tentacles could not accommodate any space to dodge, in the face of this indiscriminate saturation attack, all Purple Pupil could do was to resist.

When the pair of purple eyes shone with a faint light, the girl casually picked up a broken and huge load-bearing pillar beside her body, the heavy pillar was as light as a feather in her hand, it was hard to imagine how this delicate body could have such strength! Exhale and let go of the lower abdomen.

Call!

The cracked sound of the wave carried a savage force, and the thick pillars collided with the overwhelming tentacles!

Rumble!

The earth is sinking, the tentacles are screaming, the hard concrete ground is torn apart like fragile tofu, the colliding tentacles are squeezed into a pool of bloody green pus and blood by the terrifying pressure, and the thick load-bearing column has been shattered into muck, and the girl rushes out from between the dense tentacles by the gap created by this blow!

Fast as lightning!

The light purple brilliance drew an extreme light, with long hair like snow-white tailitis, stepping on the constantly wriggling tentacles, like a meteor rushing towards Bolahla's body!

Roar!

The tentacles that quickly closed tried in vain to block the direction of the purple pupils, and the girl took a deep breath, and her right hand pointed into a knife, and a layer of hazy purple light attached to it.

Shout!

With extreme strength and speed, the simple and direct hand knife has an unimaginable sharpness, and the tentacles as thick as a bucket can be easily cut like pieces of paper!

Brush Brush Brush Brush!

The hand knives slashed out one after another, with a purple halo like a blooming flower on the other side, and the body fluids sputtered by the broken tentacles stained this blooming flower with an unusually bloody beauty.

The purple meteor went straight up, nothing could stop it, and the spear and shield that Borahra was proud of lost their due role at this moment.

"Impossible!" Bolahra hissed and roared, and its huge mouthparts spewed a sour smell, but no matter how it struggled, it still couldn't stop the approaching pace of the purple pupils, and the approaching purple light brought a stronger and stronger sense of crisis.

Finally, the purple meteor slammed headlong into the spherical body of Borahra with pale tailitis, and the hand knife cut open its solid shell, and immediately cut a huge wound three meters long!

Shhh

Bolahra hissed in pain, and the pain of the wound cut open by the purple light was extremely violent, like a burning heart.

The purple pupil who succeeded in one blow did not pause, and the hand knife was waved again and again, cutting off several tentacles from the root immediately, the giant insect was in pain, and struggled to wave the tentacles and smashed them chaotically around, and many people were smashed into meat pies between the shaking of the ground.

"So, what are you waiting for?" Purple Pupil shouted in a very stern tone as she attacked Bollahla, "Fleeing without a fight is the glory of the Imperial Warriors??" ”

"Don't think that someone will come to support you, if even my Tu Nan can't come in, the battle outside will only be even worse than here!"

The words of the purple pupil hit the nerves of the survivors, and those who can survive the attack of a sub-peak level zerg until now, which one is not an elite warrior of the major families? Due to the lack of weapons and trust in Purple Pupil, they were lucky to think that as long as they could survive to the end, Purple Pupil would naturally have a way to kill this Zerg.

But at the moment, although Purple Pupil has the upper hand, her tone is not relaxed.

Purple Pupil's words stirred up the hidden honor of the warriors, and when the first warrior made up his mind to rush towards the giant worm, more and more people looked at each other and stepped forward bravely, without weapons, the mutant form was the only thing they could threaten Bolahra, even if this form did not last long, no one wanted to become a coward who fled without a fight in the eyes of others.

"Mistress Quinn?" In the only and small safety spot in the arena, behind the purple light curtain, Clay cautiously asked the tall man for instructions.

"I don't interfere with your freedom, my mission is to protect Miss Night Hitomi, you can join the war, or you can continue to hide here. But I can tell you up front that the light curtain won't last long. ”

"What about you?" Clay asked at Orić.

"Me?" Orich smiled casually, "This kind of thing should be left to you core descendants, and I won't participate in it as a 'waste person'." ”

"Coward." Clay snorted coldly.

"Whatever you want." Orić was unimpressed.

Looking at Clay who finally rushed out of the light curtain, Orić's faint expression finally began to change, it was an expression that had never been shown in the eyes of outsiders, different from any superficial disguise, at this time his expression was unusually "real", "Everyone who should leave is finally gone, can we start?" ”

Such a strange sentence did not cause any doubts on the part of the other two, but their expressions were taken for granted.

"Did you arrange all this?" Quinn's deep voice was filled with anger.

"Do you think I'll be able to mobilize a sub-peak Zerg?"

"What about your opinion?" Quinn asked instead of looking at the pupils.

"Orić has nothing to do with the appearance of this zerg, there is no thread of fate between them, all I can 'see' is that, other things, beyond my current ability." Night Pupil replied briefly.

"If anything happens to Your Highness, you should know the consequences." Quinn said after half paying.

"I want to make it clear, it's him, not us, and I have nothing to do with it." Night Hitomi corrected.

Quinn snorted after hearing this, "It's better that it doesn't matter, there is such a large-scale insect attack in the hinterland of the empire, and no one can afford this responsibility." ”

"It's a headache for Fronsal." Orić said lightly.

"But he's your father."

"Father?" Orić glanced at the tall Quinn, "Maybe." He tugged at the corners of his mouth casually. (To be continued.) )