Chapter 0315: Fanaticism (Page 1/1)

How difficult it is to be the mainstay, and how difficult it is to be the pillar of a great country that can withstand thousands of troops.

Zimo looked at it, don't say anything, it is to resist the barbaric collision of these pigs and beasts, and he is not an opponent with Ben, let alone be the pillar of any country.

The dust was flying, the earth was shaking, and the power was overwhelming, Zimo faced the attack of these crazy giant beasts, his face was nervous, his eyes were wide open, and he was bent over with cat steps, and he was on guard.

Since you can't deal with it head-on, you can't run away, and you can't escape their attack range if you escape, so you can only follow them.

The only way that Eager Neutron Mo could think of was how to conform to them and not let them trample on him.

Shenwu Shield Qi!

Barrier Protector!

Zimo's long sword was hidden behind his back with one hand, and he bent on his waist and began to run sideways.

It is said that Zimo should flee in a straight line, but Zimo's brain will give the answer without calculation, and he will be trampled to the ground by these five-meter-tall pig beasts that are running wildly.

Running diagonally is to resist them without dying, to approach them with shock absorption, and then to follow them, and to find a way to get close to their speed.

Zimo flashed out with a sharp shadow, and galloped diagonally laterally, so that he had two advantages, he could run closest to the edge of such a large group of wild pigs and beasts, instead of facing their umbrella center.

Another advantage is that when you are close to being collided by them, you may miss their powerful attack with your head down, and hit them in the abdomen and stomach, slowing down the huge damage to yourself.

Stomp Stomp!

Countless huge thousands of catties, running wildly pig beasts, splashed hundreds of feet of dust, and immediately enveloped the galloping figure.

Boom!

Zimo felt like a thousand tons of squeezing, and his body was like a mountain jumping down, and his breathing was immediately blocked.

The hard rock barrier was crushed and shattered, and disappeared into the dust.

Great luck!

Missed the attack of the hard head of the giant pig beast, and was squeezed and collided together by two huge pig beasts that were half a head apart.

Although it was squeezed and collided by two huge pig beasts with their bellies, the impact of the huge kinetic energy also shattered the extremely hard rock barrier body into ashes.

The tenacious Shenwu shield qi played a key role, the tenacious Shenwu shield resisted the huge shock and damage, and the powerful impact transmitted from the outer circle of the tenacious Shenwu shield qi to the body of the two giant beasts in each other's bodies, but instead shook the two big beasts and flashed a gap two people wide.

Fortunately in the misfortune, it was the wide gap between these two people that blessed Zimo's precious life.

The huge pig beast behind it couldn't penetrate its body at all in the face of the gap between the two people. For a while, it was unable to cause continuous damage to Zimo, which gave Zimo a momentary time buffer, sluggishness after being squeezed by a huge force.

Zimo ran wildly between the two giant pig beasts, trying his best to maintain the same speed and homeopathy.

What kind of information is used by pigs and beasts to transmit information, Zimo does not know.

The pig beasts were running wildly, and they felt that they had not killed their target, and the target was still mixed in with the herd, and they began to run in a rapid arc.

Zimo in the gap between the two giant beasts clearly felt that the change in the running route began to form an arc, and at the same time, he also felt that the body of the big beast on the left was getting heavier and heavier, and the space for his own running was getting smaller and smaller, and the belly of their body began to rub his Shenwu shield qi in the flickering of their bodies.

Suddenly, more than ten meters in front of the right side of the herd, several towering trees with a diameter of seven or eight meters were found, and Zimo, who was running in the gap between the pigs and beasts, saw those big trees, and sweated profusely.

It is impossible for the pigs and beasts to collide with those huge trees head-on, the only thing is to force each other, in the wild running, no one dares to stop in the wild run of the huge beasts, only to squeeze to death!

The weak are squeezed to death, and the strong are trampled madly.

Even these huge beasts weighing thousands of pounds and five meters high will be squeezed to death in an unfavorable position, trampled to death by madness, not to mention a small person.

So Zimo sweated profusely.

Zimo's side is more than fifty meters away from the horizontal distance of the big tree, which means that Zimo is being forced by the body of the big beast on the left, and it is about to turn into a violent right pressure.

Zimo pressed his hand against the belly of the big beast on the left, pushing hard, hoping to push away a little distance, and in his heart, he hoped to change the direction of the big beast on the left.

However, everything Zimo did was in vain, the bodies of more than a hundred and so huge beasts on the left side were squeezed one by one, and the small gap was quickly pressed back from the movement, and some more space was pressed, so that Zimo had less space to run.

In order to survive, Zimo's long sword slowly turned from his back to his front, and Zimo didn't dare to insert the sword into the body of the pig beast, because his fall directly threatened his life.

Zimo slowly and eagerly inserted the sword into the scabbard, and then quickly put the sword across the sides of his body, and the two giant beasts moved the round upper bulge of their thighs.

Zimo himself is about 1.8 meters, and the long sword raised high with both hands, with a scabbard, can just be placed on the protrusion of the uppermost joint of the front leg of the pig beast about two meters high.

The scabbard with the long sword sheath swings up and down and left and right at the protrusion of the uppermost joint of the pigmon's front leg as the giant beast runs, and there is a possibility of slipping at any time. If it weren't for Zimo's hand support, I am afraid that I would have fallen under the trampling of ten thousand hooves many times. 、

Zimo could no longer see the huge trees in front of him, and it was estimated that the far right side of the beasts had begun to avoid the huge trees, and the danger had come.

Zimo turned his heart sideways, his hands were forced, and in the running, he jumped up with the help of force, and flipped 360 degrees in front of him.

Just as Zimo was taking advantage of the scabbard of his sword to leave the ground, his feet high above the back of the five-meter pig beast, a huge savage, inevitable horizontal pressure surged.

Countless and huge, wildly galloping, pig beasts broke their ribs in this squeezing, and after falling to the ground, they were frantically trampled into mud by ten thousand hooves.

High in the air, Zimo looked at the back of a giant beast and floated down.

A beating heart finally calmed down, and Zimo, who was half-squatting on the back of the huge pig beast, felt palpitations when he looked at this magnificent and abnormal scene.

Countless big beasts turned into blood mud in trampling on each other, Zimo half-squatted on the back of the pig beast, looking back at the blood mud in a place gradually moving away, his heart was full of thoughts, the most powerful pig beast was also the weakest, the most cruel, and the most powerful at the same time.

They are in almost the same situation as the Terrans, whether they are sad or .......

The pig-suckles were still running forward, trying them to stop their frantic trampling, and no one, not even themselves, nor could they be controlled by any powerful or somewhat intelligent pig-suckle.

It may be that a wild run is caused by a pig beast and leads hundreds, thousands, and whole groups, but to make them stop, it is up to any one or a dozen to stop, and whether they want to run or don't want to run, they must run with the herd.

The only thing that determines their stop is the total exertion of their strength, and as time goes on, the slow depletion of their strength will always slow them down until they all stop.

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