Chapter Eighty-Seven: Broken
The blood frenzy that rushed out of the sky continued to climb with the help of the air flow below, and the wind blew fiercely on the clothes and rattled.
But it's not a way to just stay suspended in the sky like this, and after the air flow subsides, you either fall back again directly from top to bottom, or you are taken advantage of by Moreau, who is eyeing you on the side, and it is the most correct choice to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.
But you can't just talk about it, there is nothing around the air that can be borrowed, this situation is like the new power has not been born and the old power has been exhausted, quite a dog bites the hedgehog and has no way to eat.
Moro was obviously aware of this, and at this moment he had already reacted from a state of surprise, and his spirit was fully devoted to the control of the fire bees around him, and at the same time, the five poisonous bees had already left the group and flew towards the sky above the blood maniac, as if they were going to completely kill it in midair.
Of course, the blood madness was familiar with everything that was happening in front of him, and he saw that he still had a sense of calmness in the face of such a desperate situation. However, this is also very correct, because when people are nervous, they are also more likely to make mistakes, and at this time, maintaining a calm attitude is the best way to defeat the enemy.
After seeing the path of the five fire bees, the blood madness above suddenly made a strange move.
I saw that his hands were intertwined in front of his chest, his legs were raised, his thighs were pressed against his lower abdomen, and the electric light that had been flickering all over his body also subsided in an instant until it was faintly audible.
"This pose?" Morrow's eyes widened, as if he had seen something he couldn't believe.
As if to confirm his thoughts, in a short period of time, his ears seemed to have lost their ability to perceive the outside world, and the things around him seemed to have slowed down a lot.
A beating blue light flickered on the blood maniac's body for a moment, and then it lit up the surroundings like a bright lamp, and the heavens and the earth were eclipsed at this moment, as if everything was running around it,
The blue-white sphere began with a dreamy glow, and as it stabilized, its surface inflated as quickly as a balloon.
Silent, as if there is no such thing as sound in the world, the blue light in the form of a mesh film swallows everything around it, and everything that touches it is destroyed and destroyed by the energy contained in it in an instant, leaving no trace of life.
In the light wave, some smaller gravel after coming into contact with this violent energy, it was like entering a blender for a moment, and the surface gradually exploded cracks, and then naturally shattered, and then continued to explode and continue to shatter until finally turned into a handful of ordinary dust and disappeared between heaven and earth.
With this extraordinary power, it also has an extremely rapid expansion rate. To the naked eye, the energy wave may seem fast, but compared to its sheer size, it is only a short slow motion.
Without stopping, mixed with an unstoppable momentum, the energy wave instantly enveloped the five fire poisonous bees that were still struggling to fly upward.
As soon as they entered, these poor insects were like frozen animal ice sculptures in winter, and instantly stopped any movement mechanism on their bodies, and even their posture was intact and stayed there vividly.
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The huge energy did not stop its footsteps because of these small accidents, but instead eroded and swallowed forward more rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it had already arrived at the place where Moreau was staying.
Moreau, who was already frightened here, was completely panicked, and hurriedly took a few steps back, but he didn't expect to be tripped by himself. He didn't have time to do those superficial gestures anymore, and now he had retreated to a rock wall protruding from the rear in a panic, and saw that there was no way to retreat.
Leaning against the rock wall, Moro could only save him from the powerful fire bees.
Instinctively, he used the illusion medium as a medium to release spiritual power for simple manipulation, because the number of the remaining nearly 100 fire poison bees was not small, so it was only barely a guiding role, and it could not really go deep into the details.
Tightly relying on thin and simple mind control to restrain them, although the fire poison bees with simple intelligence do not know what to resist, but this does not mean that they are really ignorant and willing to accept such a mercy.
There had been signs that some of these were just powerful individuals who were trying to resist the control and forcibly break free, but Moreau's preoccupation with manipulation did not allow them to succeed.
But now, in a panic, Moro actually wants to use his insignificant spiritual power to make the entire bee colony as his shield to die one by one, it can be said that the fierce resistance of the poisonous bees did not let him break down on the spot, and he was already very lucky to become an idiot.
No, at this moment, Moro had already pressed his back closer to the cliff, and his arms were also subconsciously stretched out to clasp the strange stones protruding next to him, and the whole person seemed to be prostrating, his face was pale and cold sweat was dripping, and he was already a little unstable even standing up.
This also shows that the fire poison bees have broken free from the shackles of illusion and have completely broken away from Morrow's control.
But under the extremely wide range of the skill attack of the Blood Maniac, it seems that these fire poison bees will definitely follow in their brother's footsteps, that is, they will be completely destroyed into scum.
In the face of this catastrophe, the unintelligent bee colony certainly does not know what death is, but this does not affect their absolute obedience to their internal instincts.
Once there is no chance of survival and there are no high-level companions around, the fire poison bee will enter the moment of withering in their life, which is to self-destruct.
The blue grid is getting closer, and the fire poison swarm is getting more and more restless, and there is a faint feeling of loss of control. And Moro below is completely unexpected, and has been paralyzed into a lump of soft noodles.
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Finally, after a brief commotion, the fire poison bee colony still embarked on the path of self-destruction, starting from the middle of the poisonous insects to inflate like balloons and soon reached a certain tipping point. The round body looks like a cartoon version of a ragdoll, but no one can ignore the huge energy contained in it.
Moment.
It seemed that a hundred suns appeared in the sky, and the dazzling light and scorching heat were all hitting the heavens and the earth.
Moreau was engulfed in an instant by the blazing fireball, which scorched and carbonized in the flames at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned to ashes.
In the rear, the originally huge mountain was even slowly worn out and cut in an instant because it could not withstand such a violent destructive force, and the violent and violent energy was also wantonly venting and tearing everything around.
Anything that originally seemed solid and solid would become as fragile as papier-mâché in the face of such an unrivaled force.
Roaring, destroying, and annihilating, the heavens and the earth seemed to change color at this moment.