The war has started again, and Chen Feng and Yu's mission is to attack the Terran defense line head-on, creating an opportunity for the Zerg to surprise the enemy on the flank. To use a simple noun, it is: cannon fodder.

The Terrans' heavy weapons are quite ferocious, so at the front of the line are seven gigantic arrogants. Each of them was more than 6 meters tall and 12 meters long, with huge bone cones and canine teeth intertwined on their heavy carapaces, which seemed to disdain all attacks.

Chen Feng didn't envy them. Being in the front row means that they have to fend off the fiercest attacks. In the face of the heavy artillery of the Terrans, they were not necessarily much luckier than Chen Feng.

The charge began when another row of bloodthirsty eagle saucers turned into floating cocoons in midair.

Led by the arrogant, the Killer Beast followed mightily.

The Terran artillery came into range, and in a series of roars, the sand on the ground was rolled up high by the blast of air, mixed with fragments of corpses, and blood filled the entire field of vision.

The screams and roars occupied almost all of Chen Feng's thoughts. He opened his mouth wide and roared as hard as he could, trying to push the enemy back, but he couldn't hear his own voice. He knew that his voice was drowned out, and the voice of every zerg was drowned out!

Chen Feng rushed forward with all his might, only the yellow sand in his eyes, and the fire shining through the yellow sand!

The sound of artillery continues, and there is also the sound of gunfire. A stream of wet and sticky liquid splashed on Chen Feng's face. It's rain... of blood.

The heart-rending pain caused by the violent vibration of the vocal cords made the bloody smell even stronger. This illusion of will illusion by others is too real, and the reality makes Chen Feng feel so small.

He wants to be strong and save more Zerg warriors, but the reality is so cruel, and his will is only small here.

"Evolve, I need to evolve." Chen Feng muttered to himself, his eyes on the broken corpses and blood on the ground.

Chen Feng was familiar with this smell when he was still a larva. The blood of the fallen Zerg is always quickly absorbed by the organic layer, and then transmitted to all places from the veins above. And Chen Feng. There are countless countless worms like him who are hungry and thirsty, sucking the blood of their own kind.

Perhaps, from the moment of being, the hatred buried deep in Chen Feng's memory began to take root and sprout in his heart as he grew, until it permeated our entire heart!

Chen Feng threw himself into the madness of eating the broken corpses and blood of the Zerg, and felt that he was slowly evolving. He didn't know how far away the Grim Reaper was from him, he just knew how fast he could evolve.

Shells exploded in front of the dead, sending dead flesh flying. The injured opened their mouths wide - and Chen Feng couldn't hear their screams at all!

The air wave from the recent explosion swept Chen Feng and several of the killers around him into the air. He fell to the sand and found that the sand was red!

Chen Feng raised his head suddenly, the blood on his face flowing through his eyes. Everything in sight, the sky, the desert, dead and undead companions, and - enemies!

It's all a dark red of blood! Countless glowing orbs whizzed across the sky and swooped down on the enemy's defenses - spores! It's the spores of the Bloodthirsty Eagle Saucer, and their metamorphosis is complete!

Several rounds of bombardment had weakened the Terran's firepower, and Chen Feng had long forgotten about the death and pain. Because there is only blood in his eyes!

Another massive arrogant man has died. The Terran cannon shattered its carapace, and the splatters of blood poured the killers around it bright red; When the arrogant man fell, it was like a crumbling hill, dusty.

The Terran line of defense is closer. Chen Feng had evolved to be stronger than all the Zerg, and faster than the Death Taker. Stronger than the arrogant, more sensitive than the Bloodthirsty Eagle Saucer.

He stood up, blood rolling down his smooth, dark skin, and he saw Terran soldiers in ugly dark gray armor pointing their guns at him. Clearly, they began to perceive Chen Feng as a formidable threat.

However, the soldier was torn to pieces before he could fire, because Chen Feng had already appeared behind him.

Approaching the Terrans in battle became quite poor. They formed a team in twos and threes, firing as they retreated, and many of them simply turned around and fled for their lives; Two of the seven arrogant survived, roaring in rage, tearing open the Terran fortress with their massive scythe-like mouthparts like a piece of tissue paper, trampling through the fleeing crowd.

Under the leadership of Chen Feng, the Killer poured into the Terran camp like a tide, attacking all moving objects!

Chen Feng was running, jumping with all his strength at a speed of 120 kilometers per hour and pounced on an enemy; His claws pierced his hazmat suit, and blood splattered from the breach, as red and as bloody as his own; He continued to flick his claws rapidly, grabbing from his face to his throat, and the only thing he could do was let out a terrible scream!

Chen Feng raised his head, and the enemy erupted into a terrible scream, and the upper half of his body was dyed with blood red, and the red was dripping down thickly little by little. Chen Feng glanced at him, left the corpse, and screamed to chase down the other enemies.

In this illusion of will, the human race is not as strong as the Star Spirit Race, but it is quite cruel.

Their flamethrowers could reach a large area at a time, and the Death Snatcher had no resistance to it, and where the fire spouts swept through, the burned Death Destroyer rolled on the ground with a whole body of fire, and let out a terrible wail until it turned into a cloud of smoking char!

The angry bloodthirsty eagle discs opened their mouths wide and spewed venom of vengeance at them; Some even swooped down from the sky with their claws and tore and tore with the killers...... It seems that you have to taste the blood of the enemy to relieve your hatred!

More, more, more blood splattered on Chen Feng's body, enemies, compatriots, and his own, replenishing the physical energy consumed for him.

Chen Feng has been insisting, because he knows that in this illusion, the physical energy he consumes is actually all the change of will, in other words, he is now adapting the will of the tyrant to the characteristics of the physical body.

As for what the purpose is, of course, it is to evolve to perfection ... A subspecies insect god realm that has both a physical body and a true immortal will.

During a sprint, a bullet lifted the carapace on the back of his left shoulder, dripping with blood; But the tips of his claws also pierced deep into the Terran soldier's chest, twisting and pulling under the action of inertia, tearing him apart; He was still struggling, his gun breaking in two as he parried him.

And Chen Feng kept grabbing, pulling, and stabbing all the time, until he was torn into a pile of pieces and couldn't put it together!

"It's too real, it's too real here." Chen Feng even began to suspect that this was not an illusion but a real shijie, and shook his head, driving away this ridiculous thought.

Before Chen Feng could find his next target, a string of bullets flying from the side knocked him to the ground and rolled him, leaving a neat row of bullet holes from his head to his chest, and blood immediately gushed out; A large piece of shrapnel pierced one of his hind legs, and he turned with difficulty, his vision swept across the red sky, and on the red horizon, a standing figure.

"Come here, Lao Tzu will tear you apart." Chen Feng roared hoarsely like a madman, and jumped towards the figure as hard as he could, a distance of less than a hundred meters; But he felt the strength of his left leg in his shins, and every leap was so difficult—close, finally close!

The figure turned around abruptly and pointed the gun at Chen Feng. Chen Feng sneered, and immediately bumped into him, and fell heavily to the ground with a burst of gunshots. He staggered back a few steps and fell. There was a very sharp thing tattooed on his leg, it was half of Chen Feng's severed right claw! Chen Feng wanted to stand up, but in the open space beside him, he was impressively crossing half of his left leg!

Chen Feng and the man were struggling, but neither could stand up. His mask was torn and I could see his eyes—white on a white background, with blue pupils, moist eyes.

His facial features can move in a small area, forming expressions. Now his expression should be fear.

Chen Feng opened his mouth and let out a roar.

The battle came to an end, and the gradual subsidence of the artillery fire restored Chen Feng's hearing a lot. Sharpen your teeth and climb forward little by little. Behind him dragged a long red blot.

Chen Feng has always told himself that he is the great master of the primordial Zerg, and he will not be afraid, and the Zerg have no fear, only anger. (To be continued......)