It is said that it is only after being deprived of liberty that one can truly understand oneself. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I wondered, how well do you know yourself?

Offender No. 8051, eating indiscriminately, indiscriminately, telling you to indiscriminately eat, today you ...... Out of prison.

But you'll soon learn that freedom also comes at a price.

The prison will be with you, and this armor will be your new cell.

Don't get me wrong. War is about to begin, and it will bring fame and glory, but it will also bring eerie horror.

Mr. Blade, freedom beckons you.

"Come on, the show begins!"

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Mr. Blade felt that grief was like an infinite wave, and he struggled in a sea called tragedy, and the waves sometimes crashed it into the sea, sometimes it was high in the air, and then it ...... Stuff it into the sea even heavier.

If Heaven could give it another chance, it wouldn't chase that fat reptilian creature, no matter how delicious and tempting it may seem.

If it hadn't chased the unknown canned meat, it wouldn't have gone deep into that terrible secondary forest, and it wouldn't have been injured by a potato mine...... If it hadn't been injured by the potato thunder, it wouldn't have gotten sick because it was too weak, and if it hadn't been too weak and its immunity had decreased, it would have been impossible for the thorn guard seeds in that canned meat to take root in its body...... Everything is the fault of that canned meat.

It's a pity that there are no ifs in the world.

The stalkers are from the forest, huh...... The world is full of forests, and oxygen and rain are extremely abundant, and there are basically only two terrains left in the entire land of the Blemishe: forests, and rainforests.

Even in the age of giant bugs, the two-story stalker was a large predator in the truest sense of the word, and the exoskeleton, four sharp, heavy knife arms, and weight in terms of tonnage were enough for the stalker to stand on top of the normal creatures of this world...... Of course, it's just normal creatures.

Unlike what most people think, the forest is still very friendly to these large creatures, and the giant trees tens of meters high monopolize the sunlight resources, except for some dwarf shrubs below, there are no obstacles that can stop the progress of large creatures, and these big trees are often very separated because of the resource problems such as water and sunlight, even if they are as big as a bus, they are also free to enter here.

It is the highest consumer of the food chain, the tyrant of the forest, and other creatures are nothing more than a difference in the recipe for other creatures...... Excludes blue light creatures.

At the thought of the blue light, the blade's body couldn't help but swing, and even his legs and stomach felt weak. Thankfully, its hideous appearance concealed the truth, and to other creatures, the mighty beast was probably just a "shock to the tiger's body".

Blu-ray ...... Ever since the blade had seen it, the glow of everything had become its eternal nightmare, a giant tree could cleave, armor could cleave, even a mountain, the blade had no doubt about the power of the blue light. Blue light gives it the feeling of lightning, like a storm, like an earthquake...... Only it doesn't look like a creature! It's like ...... From another world as well!

Blade tried to move his injured leg, the bloody wound from yesterday had scabbed over, coated with a smooth film of pale red, the pain had gradually subsided, and a strange sensation of crispiness and numbness came up, and Blade resisted the urge to relieve the itching of these wounds.

Fortunately, this leg is saved, and the blade breathes a sigh of relief, even if it is an arthropod beast that has never taken a broken leg seriously, it is better not to break the leg continuously, and it is difficult for a leg to grow, and when the time comes, you will have to get up early and hunt in the dark every day...... It's not a worm life.

Potato Ray ...... Potato Ray is a well-known species throughout the Blemishes, these little killers are buried in shallow soil, and when the ripening season approaches, it will mix up the two liquids stored in its body and turn it into a dangerous time bomb. At this point, all it takes is the slightest interference - a small shock, or a slight pressure - the unstable explosives inside the potato mine will be triggered, and the air wave will be accompanied by a strong sound and light effect, carrying the seeds wrapped in hard seed shells into the distance.

And the most common distraction is, of course, the foot of a tragic and unlucky egg.

The hard seeds will be like the fragments of a landmine, piercing into the body of the creature, the injured animals are easy to hunt by predators, and the hard seeds will be ignored or excreted by the animals, and they will use the bodies of those animals to hitchhike around the world to satisfy the ambition of potato thunder in the world.

The blades are one of the tragic unlucky ones mentioned above, but these potato thunder seeds can't be nailed into the solid exoskeleton of the tyrant creature, they just break the leg bones of the blades, and they fall back to the ground helplessly, and the journey of the potato thunder seeds is over before it begins.

Let's hope it doesn't form a minefield. Blade sighed, it was for this reason that many potato mines had taken root in one place, causing it to become a seasonal, beast-free area...... The abbreviation is a minefield. This is also a major feature of the flawed star.

Just as Blade was about to find some prey to fill its empty stomach, a sharp pain caused it to fall to the ground. The majestic beast lay on the ground, panting violently, the whirring of the wind at its side. It was the lungs of the blade, the lungs of an insect that belonged to it like no other.

In order to maintain this size, the carapace of the pursuer is densely covered with several rows of muscle air sacs, and between the contraction and relaxation of the muscles, a huge amount of air is swallowed, and it is these air pockets that supply the oxygen needed by the hunter's huge body, and also achieve another prestige of the hunter.

That's why it's called the Stalker.

The stalker stared at the location of his airbag, where an unusual blue-gray color appeared, and the blade believed that his face was about the same color as it.

That's the Thorn Guard, and just now, it budded.

The blade bent its arm as hard as it could, trying to get there, and if it could, it wouldn't hesitate to dig out the Thorn Guard's seed along with its own flesh!

Unfortunately, it failed, and no stalker could bend the blade arm under his abdomen, and naturally, the blade could not go against its own body structure.

Objectively speaking, the Thorn Guardian is not a very bad thing, it absorbs the nutrients of living things to grow, and then wraps around the surface of the body of living beings, these plants weave vine armor that is light and tough, and it also has its own spikes, and it can almost be said that it has an extra life to wear it.

Many creatures have chosen to live in symbiosis with the Thorn Guard, because the Thorn Guardian must parasitize into the body of a creature when the immunity of a creature is low, and the newborn cubs in those creatures usually take several days to eat their first meal after birth, and when the cubs are dying of hunger, the Thorn Guardian will quietly parasitize into their bodies and grow with the creature...... Until death.

But that's a weak plant-eating creature! The Stalker doesn't need it at all, and he's not interested in it, and the position of that damn Thorn Guard Captain is actually the Stalker's airbag!

The airbag is the lifeline of the pursuer, if all these airbags are broken, the pursuer is likely to suffocate to death, but in normal times, these airbags are firmly protected under the thick armor, and the pursuer will also consciously avoid the airbag being damaged, and the possibility of the airbag being blown is simply minimal.

But the Thorn Guardian is different, it attacks from within! When the Thorn Guard grows out of its flesh, it's the time of the blade's death!

Blade felt that his life had entered a state called countdown.

(Woo...... In recent days, the state is not very good, and yesterday I had a high fever, dizziness and brain swelling, hoa)