When the first drop of blood leaves Brahman's body and is stained with the sharp barbs of the short knife, the viscous blood seems to have life. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When more blood climbed and covered every inch of the jet-black short knife, the black short knife instantly turned into a purple-red nightmare.

Tremors, all-pervasive tremors, from the blade to the body, from the body to the blade.

The silent black glow pierced the nightmare brought by the purple red, but brought deeper destruction.

Under the high-frequency vibration, the viscous blood wrapped around the knife body was like a bullet fired at a super speed, impacting, collapsing, and splashing.

Countless Zerg were attached to their bodies by splatters of blood, and purple-red blood spots quickly spread from even the tiniest size to their entire bodies in an instant.

Devouring, growing, upheaval. The terrifying activity even caused the purple-red blood spots to spread to another Zerg just because they were close together, until after a few more Zerg units had continued to spread, the blood spots finally lost all activity and fell silent.

The purple and cold wave of death swept through a large area of the Zerg in an instant, and these guys gathered together for defense finally tasted the bitter fruits of excessive density.

Screaming, screaming, hissing, the warriors had never seen such despair and panic from these terrible zergs.

All the Zerg who were attached to the blood spots struggled and rolled in pain, the hard ground was torn apart from the deep scars, and some of the Zerg even tore their carapaces and flesh with their own hands because of the pain.

Purgatory on earth is not enough to describe this situation.

Soon, the Zerg attached to the blood spots all stopped struggling, not because they had overcome the pain, but because they had turned into cold corpses.

Any zerg who tried to move forward suddenly stopped, and the man with purple blood dripping from his left hand was even more terrified than their instinct to obey orders.

The warriors who followed them were stunned, they had never seen such a scene before, but when they finally overcame the nightmare and walked forward, a deep dark eye glanced at them gently.

"Stand down, don't follow."

Looking at the pale and hideous side face, Sanskrit's tone was so awe-inspiring and solemn that it could not be questioned. The only thing the warriors could do was surrender, so they watched their lonely backs disappear into the middle of the endless sea of worms.

The purple-red blood flowed slowly, viscous and heavy, like a short knife blade with gelatin adhered to the left hand.

Splashing blood is the best weapon, and dense zerg is also the best target.

Patches of Zerg fell, black carapace against purple-red blood spots, corpses strewn across the field.

Fan's face was so pale, his breathing was so heavy and tired, but his steps, his body, were so steady and composed!

The cold killing machine came out of his body, as if something had begun to awaken to Fan's body, and the whole world seemed to be dyed with a purple nightmare.

And Brahman, the dawn came.

The sixth-level scout leader stared at the Van who had "broken the waves" all the way, and his scarlet eyes were full of anger and incomprehension, and of course, there was a trace of suppressed and hidden fear.

"Who the hell is this human!" The Scout let out a low roar, "Why can't I sense any of his energy flowing!" And his blood, his blood......" The scout didn't know what words to use to describe it.

The parasite guard Muka was nervously on guard, "Chief, now that the Oracle has been captured, it's time for us to retreat. ”

"You're scared! Miuka! How can a great Zerg be afraid of a human! ”

"Chief, if you don't withdraw your troops, human reinforcements are coming!"

Sensing the massive number of human soldiers who were about to arrive on the battlefield, the scout roared unwillingly, "If we don't kill him today, he will definitely become a big disaster for our Zerg in the future!" Perhaps, this is another existence that can grow into a peak life! ”

"But it's even more important to ensure the attribution of the oracle." Miuka suddenly became "calm".

The scout turned his huge head anxiously, looking at the figure that was steadily advancing like the mountain, and it finally chose to give up, "After leaving all the units below the third level, the rest of the Zerg will evacuate immediately!" ”

The mighty insect tide has finally begun to retreat in earnest, and humanity has finally ushered in the dawn of victory after a hard battle, and the retreating insect tide often becomes a moving military feat, and no one can resist its temptation.

Compared with the morale of the soldiers, Fan's mood at this time was like stagnant water, he was so tired, so tired that it was already very difficult to move, a large amount of blood loss made his consciousness dizzy, even if he tried his best, he was still nearly a hundred meters away from the position of the night pupil.

These 100 meters are like a ravine, cutting off all possible rescue.

"I did my best...... "Fan sighed tiredly, his knees weakened, and he fell to the ground heavily, his consciousness began to become chaotic, like a boat with no direction on the sea, and the thick darkness eroded his body.

But he was not in any danger, all the high-level zergs were evacuating, and the remaining low-level zergs did not dare to approach his body at all.

The dim world of consciousness suddenly lit up, and it was a face, a well-defined face, with eyes as pure as sapphire, and long golden hair as ripe wheat.

"Angelil......" Van whispered in pain.

The sapphire-like pupils shone with a brilliant light, like a psychedelic glow of the Milky Way, "You can save me, you can always be, but why would you give up on me!" Why?! ”

"No, I didn't give up on you, never ......"

"But I'm dead, but you can save me!" The voice in his consciousness suddenly became high-pitched and high-pitched.

"No...... Angelelle ......"

"You gave up on me, just like you gave up on her now, you know you can save her, what are you hesitating about!"

"But...... It scares me, I don't know what it is......"

"Strength! It's power! ”

"...... power?"

"Yes! Unleash it! Liberate it! Accommodate it! You will have the power, you can save anyone! ”

"Rescue anyone...... Are you included? ”

"Release it!" The high-pitched voice did not answer Van 's question, but completely filled Van with a loud voice.

Fan looked numbly at the short knife clenched in his left hand, the purple blood had already dried up into lumps, feeling that only he could feel the subtle vibrations and sounds, and Van whispered.

"I don't know what you are, but I don't care, since I am destined to be unable to bind you for the rest of my life, then I will simply release you completely."

"Silent Ripper, if that's your name, then."

"Liberate it."

The Silent Ripper suddenly let out an exhilarating roar, and the extreme tremor made it almost come out of his hand! It was as if the consciousness that had been sealed in the darkness was finally liberated, and the deep darkness instantly penetrated the entire sea of worms.

In the center of the boundless wilderness, in the depths of eternal darkness, two pairs of golden eyes suddenly opened and closed.

"Failed, the mission to capture the oracle failed." The rumbling worm rumbled from the chest of the tall zerg.

"Yes Akdom, my children say they feel a hint of breath from you."

"That's the Silent Ripper, the most perfect descendant I've ever been."

"It seems that the native species has successfully blended with the Silent Ripper, and the mother's plan is half complete."

"Bemuradu, but we haven't heard anything about why the Oracle and the Native Species have appeared." Akdum was in a low voice.

"They are too anxious, too eager to prove themselves to their mothers, too eager to replace us." Bemuradu's tone was full of sarcasm and coldness.

"If we had known that the Oracle would be with the native species, we would have increased our strength tenfold."

"Earlier? …… Akdum, the power of the oracles will never make you "know", which is why mothers are jealous of them. Moreover, the peak life of mankind will never sit idly by and watch us launch a super-large-scale insect tide.

"But isn't it really an accident that the oracle and the native species appear together at the same time?"

"Since this is a result that even the mother cannot predict, then we can only choose to accept that all the future that the mother cannot predict, human beings collectively call them, fate."

"Destiny...... A magic word. ”

"Yes, the magic word above the power of the mother."

"But Bemuradu, did Mother really not anticipate this?"

"That's not something we can guess about, but we have to wait and see what happens to everything that involves the ultimate of life during Mother's sleep." (To be continued.) )