Terrasquiy roared, and the ground trembled. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info It's just a legendary exaggeration of the Terrasquet Behemoth, but it does capture some verve. The giant beast that had been sleeping for 10,000 years pushed through the rocks and soil, unloaded the heavy burden that had oppressed him for 10,000 years, and finally saw the light again.

The floret sits on the bridge of its nose and grasps a protruding sharp horn in its hand, following the trasquire movement. "It hurts, it hurts, these black things hurt me so much!" she continued to play the soul of Terrasquia, reflecting her surroundings in real time.

The Z worm no longer blocked the nerve signals, so Terrasqui immediately felt the damage caused by the glandular monster in his body. It was immediately furious, and with a roar of rage, it unleashed the powerful aura of the monster at the top of the food chain. Under this kind of momentum, even Zhao Mai could still withstand it, and other creatures, including Ramashtu's twisted monsters, were completely unable to resist. They stood one by one, like rats forced into a corner by a cat, and for a moment they only knew that they were shivering. Terrasquier sliced through his body, his internal organs, muscles, veins, and skin working together to squeeze out all the black, muddy substance. Then, after just a few seconds of wriggling, its wound healed completely, leaving only the anger caused by the injury.

"Food, enemy!" Flora pointed at the glandular monster, and Terrasqui immediately listened to his heart and attacked. It hunched over, the scales of its body trembled, and a dozen armor thorns burst out. As one of the most powerful predators, its armor spikes are not used for defense at all, each of them is as powerful as a siege cone or a ballista, and even the scale armor of a giant dragon can be easily pierced, and it can also string a heavy helmeted stormtrooper knight into an oden. The most terrifying thing is that it has infinite ammunition: some of the previously short spikes suddenly start to grow, thicker and longer, and new ones start to grow where they are fired. After only a few seconds, it reloaded, ready for the next round of fire.

The result of being hit by the nail thorn was all piercing and death! Zhao Mai fell beside such a nail thorn, smashed the rock, and disappeared into the round deep hole on the ground. Because of the violent friction, there was still curling green smoke rising from the entrance of the cave. This level of armor-piercing ability, unless equipped with reactive armor, would be penetrated by a head-on shot, even the best tanks.

Fortunately, the muzzle velocity of the armor spike is not impossible to dodge - only for Zhao Mai. Moreover, Zhao Mai also discovered a weakness of the armor thorn, so when the second round was launched, he hid under Terrasque's body with an arrow. "Whew...... There are only belly thorns here, but it is much safer. ”

Terrasqui fired ten rounds of armor in a row, and the inside of the pit was already full of holes, black glands flowed wantonly, and the terrifying killing scared the gallbladders of the Ramashtu monsters, and their madness could not suppress their fear at all, and the surviving monsters began to dodge, or climb to the top of the cave, or burrow into the tunnel. The beast licked its mouth, feeling hungry, and took a bite on the wall of the pit, swallowing the rocks, the dirt, the monster's corpse, and the armor thorns embedded in the stone, chewing it twice, and then swallowing it.

It was not a picky eater at all, and there was no waste under the huge mouth, so it stubbornly gnawed out an upward staircase and slowly climbed out. Seeing the green earth again, basking in the warm sun again, Terrasquier let out a roar of excitement.

"Don't eat any more, keep your stomach to deal with the enemy. Floret soothed the beast and told it to target the black glandular monsters. Although it doesn't taste as good as cattle, sheep, pigs, and horses, the monster of Ramashtu is at least meat, much better than eating mud or something. Terasqui looked around, then leaned down, aiming and firing the nail spikes in his chin or on the top of his head.

Its aiming and shooting ability is not weaker than that of the elf shooter at all, and its power is even more comprehensive. Zhao Mai watched it for a long time, and it didn't seem to be a mistake. The monster that was hit, even if it was not dead, was immobilized to the ground, and then re-entered Terrasqui's mouth along with the armor. This combination of predation and feeding ensures that Terrasquet can continue to fight, even if he is surrounded by thousands of troops.

"I didn't expect you to be able to control Terrasqui with your wild identity!" Arkham was also a tenacious demon king, and once again he was combined from a clay state to that alluring appearance. It's just that no matter how Zhao Mai looks at it, he feels that she is a little angry. "My behemoth, my offspring, and my crystals!

"You're welcome!" From just now, Zhao Mai no longer needed to block and suffer damage for Terrasque, and he had already withdrawn his psychic abilities, natural forces, spells, and other powers. This time, even if Arkham turns into a clay monster again, Zhao Mai has a way to limit her split and wipe her out. It's just that there is a premise for this, you have to find all the pieces of her as much as possible, and it will be troublesome to lose one or two pieces and then look back.

"Even if you take control of Terrasqui temporarily, it's just a beast after all, and I'm the steward of the beast priesthood!" Arkham gritted his teeth, his hands clenched into fists, and then suddenly raised his arms in the air, and then slammed his chest. Black liquid burst out, and she cried out in pain, "Holy Mother!"

Zhao Mai rushed forward with an acceleration, brandishing his lightsaber and heading straight for Arkham's head. The lightsager slid past her neck without any pause, but it didn't feel like a real thing. She continued to pray: "Holy Mother, the world needs your strength, the world calls to your children, the world wants your joy!"

Zhao Mai attacked continuously, but Arkham didn't seem to be in this world, completely unharmed. Zhao Mai immediately cast a spell in an attempt to interrupt her ritual. But whether it was lightning, fire, or blasting spells, they all pierced Arkham's figure as if it were a mirage.

"Illusion?" Zhao Mai remembered that he still had a True Knowledge Scroll, and hurriedly took it out to use. When the spell was cast, Arkham's prayer was complete. She had lost her beautiful face, and now wore a three-eyed jackal's head around her neck. Her belly was round like that of a pregnant woman, with a pair of black eagle wings behind her back, her legs bent forward like those of a bird, and a pair of hooves at the bottom. With her right human hand, she drew a flaming scimitar from the void, called "Red Desire", and with her other bird's claw-like hand, she drew a cold-emitting scimitar called "Cold Heart".

Seeing this scene, the corners of Zhao Mai's eyes twitched. He sniffed, and he could clearly smell the divine power.