Chapter Eighty-Five: the Hair!
On the battlefield shrouded in gray smoke and dust, on this battlefield paved with flesh and steel, Miao Zhang was like the most perfect war machine, chiseling through the various forces that were glued together bit by bit, with an indomitable momentum, rushing towards the center of the most intense, bloody, cruel, and blood-boiling battlefield. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The lives behind him that were destroyed by Miao Zhang's own hands, the broken soul fragments, like a great tonic delicacy, were pulled into the body by the violent spiritual energy, and they were crushed into the purest energy inch by inch.
Most of these soul fragments were filled into the bodies of energy giants that had a tendency to solidify and turned into dark purple mixed with blood light, but a small number of them were swallowed up by the embodied soul geometry and became the nourishment of the powerful themselves.
I will embark on a path of flesh and blood forged by bones, growing stronger in infinite slaughter, forging a throne of terror from the corpses and bones of my enemies, until, no more, dare to stand in my way!
Miao Zhang, who was immersed in killing and madness, seemed to have no concept of time, as if only a moment had passed, and as if several years had passed.
Until the battlefield, there was a familiar smell, the smell of subspace, the smell of those indescribable things in subspace!
Dark red spots of light suddenly appeared in the swarm, and these subspace lifeforms, after capturing the scattered psychic energy of the swarm, set up spatial passages between the subspace and the material space through the connection between these psychic energies and the material space.
These things, which are full of filth, with all kinds of unclean spiritual energy, have materialized bodies in the material space.
The demons in the subspace have added a touch of even more madness to this already chaotic enough battlefield.
To be precise, the current Miao Zhang is almost the same as the embodied bodies of these demons, the difference is that Miao Zhang is based on his own pure beliefs as the core, gathering the most needed emotions such as tyranny and killing madness.
These demons are the product of a pure combination of emotions and psionic energy, and they can kill for the sake of killing, madness for the sake of madness, and tyranny for the sake of tyranny.
They are a real bunch of filthy things!
It seemed that they sensed the more determined and pure negative emotions on Miao Zhang's body, and these demons from the subspace were even a little afraid of having any contact with Miao Zhang, and deliberately avoided Miao Zhang's surroundings.
Until, a demon with long sheep's horns, blood red all over his body, a pair of huge bat wings on his back, and a height of about three meters, took the initiative to find Miao Zhang.
"Followers of our Lord, let us join hands and offer our most devout prayer to our Lord with the sound of gushing blood and broken bones. But why, no, mortal, thou, not a believer of my lord, why...... With your blood, I will use your blood to please my Lord, kill, kill, kill! ”
The demon who gathered the huge bat wings and smashed in front of Miao Zhang like a boulder, blocking Miao Zhang's way, the hoarse and low voice in his mouth resounded in Miao Zhang's ears like a huge thunder, and his blood-red eyes stared at Miao Zhang like the craziest bloodthirsty executioner.
The next moment, discovering the uniqueness of Miao Zhang, the angry and abusive believers actually pounced directly on Miao Zhang with a speed that was three points faster than Miao Zhang.
The blood-red spiritual energy burning above the demon's huge claws collided with the dark purple shield that Miao Zhang had worked so hard to hold up.
Boom a series of loud noises, two kinds of spiritual energy that also have attributes, but are completely different in nature, like strong explosives, collided slightly, like untamed giant beasts, and burst out with all their power without giving in.
After only holding on for a short time, Miao Zhang's spiritual energy was twice as strong as before, and it seemed that it was already very powerful, but it was completely inferior to the other party, and under the huge amount of violent spiritual energy that the blood demon seemed to have no end to, after consuming at least twice as much spiritual energy as himself, he was unwilling to annihilate in the air.
Miao Zhang's body was directly exposed to the demon's blood-colored spiritual energy.
Miao Zhang's body, which was stronger than ever, cracked open in an instant under this frenzied spiritual energy, and his body seemed to be torn apart, as if it was broken by a violent feeling of fullness, and the intense pain that could make people lose their minds suddenly surged into his heart.
Miao Zhang, whose spiritual energy in his body had been completely consumed, could no longer maintain a killing state, and his face, which would not bring any expression until death in the killing state, suddenly twisted, with an unwilling, furious, and hysterical expression.
The hands that were struggling to tear at the demon's body were covered in blood-red flame-like spiritual energy, and pieces of flesh fell off and disintegrated into a blood-colored viscous mist, revealing dark purple bones full of cracks.
The Scarlet Demon smirked, his mouth like a whisper, and in a muttered prayer to the Sadists, the giant claw pierced through Miu Zhang's armor, pierced into his chest, and touched Miu Zhang's heart.
The soul embodied the geometry and was already full of cracks, and Miao Zhang's consciousness was about to disappear into heaven and earth.
A distorted space door that connected both ends of the material world through subspace appeared next to Miao Zhang out of thin air.
A huge war hammer with a blinding white light, as if it didn't care about the demon's violent spiritual energy, reached out of the space door and slammed into the top of the demon's head.
The invincible demon that was powerful in Miao Zhang's eyes, under this huge war hammer, was like a bowling ball, wailing, screaming, and tumbling out of a distance of dozens of meters.
A palm wrapped in blood-red armor with delicate gold ornaments on the armor grabbed Miao Zhang's tattered shoulder armor and pulled Miao Zhang into the space door.
In the next moment, Miao Zhang was carried by this palm, crossed an unknown distance, and came to the center of the most tragic battlefield in the battlefield!
With a pop, Miao Zhang, whose whole body was broken like a glass doll, was thrown to the ground at random.
A standard arrow blaster was thrown beside Miao Zhang, and a thick and resolute voice sounded in Miao Zhang's ears: "Lost recruit, I don't know which company you are, or even which war group you belong to, but I see your pure faith, although, you have embarked on a dangerous path. ”
"Pick up a weapon, repair your body with your unfamiliar and shameful psionic energy, damn it, if you were my soldier, I would send you back to Cyrene, the life energy class, the telekinesis class, the mind transmission class, how many departments of psionic energy are you distracted from, any kind of psionic energy, it will take you thousands of years to master, if you can survive for that long!"
"Go to fight, fight! In the name of the Emperor, damn it! Recruit! Haven't you been trained as a recruit! Cooperate! Cooperate! Standard tactical moves won't work! Before I can throw you back into the demon's mouth, turn your damn body to the side of the devil! Do you want to have a few more bullets in your chest! ”
In the roar, like a clumsy newcomer, Miao Zhang was dumbfounded, his mind was dizzy, his whole body was stiff, and his heart was full of absurd feelings, like a marionette, holding a bolt gun, standing with a group of blood crow warriors.
There was a silent moan from the bottom of his heart, stupid, stupid, weak, confused, and even a little bit of snickering joy that Miao Zhang didn't want to admit, squeezing out a slightly sour question: This TMD is hairy!