According to the inheritance and memory of the Zerg, the blessing of the war song is rooted in the natural power of the beast clan to comprehend nature.

If the Zerg refine the vitality of the manifestation is strong physical endurance; Then, the performance of the beast tribe's comprehension of natural forces is biased towards the spiritual side, which is more conducive to cultivating wisdom.

Zerg communication mainly relies on hormones, which also include smells, body fluids, blood stains, and so on; The communication of the orcs can only rely on 'song' and 'dance'. The primitive courtship instincts of the orcs allow them to rely on 'singing' or 'dancing' to express themselves.

Over time, 'singing' and 'dancing' have become the most vivid expressions of the orc's body language, and they are the key to communicating all language barriers. The same beast sings, and the different beast dances. Of course, for some awakened and highly intelligent beasts, these two things are at best just excessive communication methods.

The song of using the force of nature is called 'war song' by beasts, and the war song will produce corresponding inspiration or lethality in response to the force of nature. For example, the Roaring Warsong of the Bearlion has an amplifying effect on the combat power of the clan. The Night Raven's Cry has the effect of blocking the nerves of the enemy's eardrums, causing them to lose their minds.

Of course, 'dancing' is also called 'war dance', but war dance is a high-level skill, according to Chen Feng's memory, war dance is actually a kind of martial arts in disguise, such as 'crane boxing', 'Panlongdun'...

It is not an ordinary beast, and it is difficult to comprehend the profound war dance; War dance requires not only a solid foundation of natural strength, but also advanced wisdom.

At least, in Chen Feng's eyes, Peach is a beast with a little violence, its wisdom is not low, and it has never comprehended any war dance, as for the war song... He'd seen it sing when he gazed at the moon, but that memory was long gone.

Since it was a spider that could sing a 'war song', it must be a beast, and at this moment, the suspicions in Chen Feng's heart were completely dispelled.

'Blessing of the Battle Song', he didn't know the level of the war song, he only knew that the exhaustion of his body had been swept away, the insect body was a lot easier, and the demon cave still had two brushes.

Chen Feng felt that he still had to make good use of its advantages. The rest of the time is his abduction.

The purebred kiss was really domineering, nearly half of the female worms were killed, and nearly thirty percent of the tyrant guard worms dropped 10 levels, and after the worm lost a lot of weight, it finally solved the germs. However, Seon did not know whether it was a blessing or not, and the neurons reported: these thirty percent of the tyrant guards were all devoured and digested by the 'purebred kiss'.

In other words, they become a kind of giant parasite, with a 'purebred kiss' that grows stronger and more parasitic. And what sustains their lives is Chen Feng's tyrant will, and tyrant will is the only willpower that can alleviate their parasitic backlash.

This discovery surprised Chen Feng. Certainly, the mysterious Liliang who grafted the 'Purebred Kiss' must have possessed willpower, and the Drifting Zerg must have been parasitic on the mysterious willpower before that, so as to avoid the bloodline curse of parasitic backlash.

Speaking of the bloodline curse, Chen Feng remembered the charming woman's face behind him again. As his strength grows, the strength of the confrontation is getting stronger and stronger.

Coupled with two months of killing, the willpower to resist has been contaminated with a sinister smell, and there are faint signs of breaking out of the body. But just after being blessed by the universal war song, the human face immediately began to calm down again.

This discovery really surprised Chen Feng the most, and his eyes began to become a little ambiguous when he looked at the big ass of the demon cave. And the Demon Cave, after thanksgiving, moved his eight legs, walked to the bottom of the dragon slaying knife, and talked excitedly with Peaches in a voice that Chen Feng couldn't understand, like a song and resentment.

After that, Chen Feng has been very strange about what kind of beast the demon cave belongs to, and Weishenme will look very much like a spider. At one point, he thought that the Big Ass Hole was a beast variant of the spider.

He asked, and the answer from the Demon Cave was very vague, the same as Momoko's previous reason of 'traveling'. The number of beasts in the ancient god planet is very limited, and there is indeed a habit of traveling alone.

However, this could not completely erase the doubt in his heart, he spent the whole winter with this question, and when the early spring of the next year came, Chen Feng did not figure it out.

On the first day of early spring, the ice and snow genius had just melted, the moist air moistened Dashijie, and the green shoots of the trees began to turn green.

And on this day, the third batch of insect soldiers trained by the fungus sac tree matured, with a total of more than 30,000 people, plus the previous two batches, the number of insects reached 100,000, plus 80,000 tyrant guard insects, Chen Feng already had as many as 180,000 insect swarms with a comprehensive level of more than 70.

"Haha, I'm also a small warlord with an army of 180,000 now."

But that's just the beginning. His gaze began to focus on the third layer of the fungus sac tree, on which there was not only a nest that looked like a coconut, but also the protoplasm of the Litai Crystal excreted by the mother fungus eating.

The mother replied that it weighed about the weight of a finch mouse. How big is the finch rat, the weight of 10 catties, 10 catties, the weight that can only be produced by 10% of the sea area of the entire ancient god planet, Chen Feng got it without much effort.

In fact, it is not difficult to get them, as long as you know how to control the carnivorous fungus insects. However, who cares about those humble and insignificant carnivorous mushrooms, and who cares about them that only come out in winter to hunt and excrete Litai crystals.

But all this was finally met by Chen Feng very lucky, and the lucky aura of the goddess shone on him. Who would dare to deny it. As early spring approaches, swarms of insects and wild beasts emerge from their hibernation caves. At this time, it is the best time to hunt for food. After a winter of hunger, the whole forest is filled with a foul smell of spitting, that is, the swarm is hungry, and after shedding the skin of the esophagus that has aged last year, the forest will become a sea of killing again.

After Chen Feng excitedly ordered the parade horses on this day, he summoned gunboats, peaches, and magic caves to gather under the fungus sac tree. He wants to formulate a new round of combat jihua.

And the core of the new round of jihua includes hunting, evolution, aggression, and co-prosperity.

Hunt and eat, evolve genes, invade territory, and co-prosper the Zerg.

Even as he was foaming at the mouth, it didn't matter how difficult it was for them to understand the high intelligence jihua that had been forced into the minds of the worms. At this moment, a huge dark cloud suddenly appeared in the northern sky.

"What's going on?"

Chen Feng noticed, because all the swarms that belonged to him were actually crawling on the ground, trembling, as if a devil had burrowed into their heads.

Chen Feng looked up.

The clouds grew bigger and bigger, and by the time they covered the sky, the forest had turned into darkness. Chen Feng shook his keen insect sac, and smelled that the dark clouds floating in the sky turned out to be a powerful hormone of heresy.

A kind of 'war hormone' that Chen Feng awakened at level 100, but never paid attention to: using life force as a clarion call to pave the Zerg's war of aggression. This hormone is incomplete but very terrifying, terrifying to an irresistible, almost invincible realm. It was so terrifying that Chen Feng's stabbing hook trembled, and he held it up. However, the more you resist it, the stronger it becomes, like a larger version of the human face.

Had it not been for the gunboat's roar and picking it up, it would have died under the pressure of this will. At the same time, a voice he had never heard before burrowed into his head: gathering troops to kill the Soul Slope, a painful death for the will of the master.

"Tyrant, this... This is a call to war. ”

The voice of the fungus mother came into Chen Feng's mind, and Chen Feng's whole body suddenly boiled with blood, not because of the so-called call to war, but because he finally knew the truth of the matter.