Modo felt a groggy ache in his head at this time, and the shield on his hands that kept waving gradually became heavier and heavier, which made him not want to move at all, and really wanted to lie on the ground and rest well. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But he himself knew that this was just his own whimsical delusion, and now it was a fatal time, and there were thousands of powerful wormmen behind his ass chasing after him, and he was in danger of being overwhelmed by them at all times.

He also knew quite well what was the source of all this abnormal psychology, which was nothing more than the sequelae caused by excessive blood loss in a very short period of time.

I don't know how many wounds on my body there are, and a large number of toxins have accumulated near the wounds, slowly but firmly going deep into Modo's body, which for a while gave Modo the illusion that most of his body is not his own.

Because there were so many insects around him, the ground and the sky were full of their shadows, and they blocked all of Modo's vision, so he couldn't even figure out how far he was from the goddamn hole.

The only thing Modo can do now is to move forward desperately, no matter how the attacks around him are like a storm, in short, he can't stop his steps, and only forward is his only way to live......

Just when Modo couldn't hold on anymore and suspected that he was about to fall to the ground in the next second, the scenery in front of him was empty, and there was no trace of the worm man, but Cthunzo's huge body appeared dozens of steps away from him, and then he glanced back with some puzzlement.

A magical scene appeared, the more than 2,000 insect chasers chased to a hundred meters away from Cthunzo, as if they had encountered an invisible red line, and they no longer dared to take a step forward.

Even though Modo was almost running out of oil now, any one of them could kill Modo's life if any of them caught up, but they still stayed dead a hundred meters away.

I don't know if it was a hallucination after excessive blood loss, but Modo actually saw intense fear and schadenfreude in their triangular eyes, like looking at an unlucky person who was certain to die.

I took a big bite on the tip of my tongue, and the soft tip of my tongue was almost bitten off by Modo himself, and it was such a severe and intense pain that made his head sober up, and then understood that this was the most critical time, and it seemed to be the final boss of this time.

But this is really a sad story, I fought hard to the bottom, and then I found out: I was actually bloodless......

Cthunzo's stump was clearly aware of Modo's arrival, and his fleshy stump was even more severe, and then the hundred-dozen eyes that were still intact turned towards Modo, who was struggling to even stand.

The strange feeling of being stared at by a creature with hundreds of big eyes began to make the little gnome's heart a little hairy, and at the same time, as if anticipating the horror that was about to happen, the most advanced insects began to try to retreat, but the crowded queue behind made their actions futile.

Seeing that he couldn't retreat, a large number of terrible cries came out of the mouths of these insects in the front row, Modo may not understand what they meant, but the despair contained in them was extremely obvious.

Then Cthunzo's body rose and fell violently, and the hundreds of eyes staring at Modo suddenly widened to the limit, and each eyeball suddenly appeared obvious bloodshots.

A violent storm came towards Modo out of thin air, and this storm came and went faster, and it only lasted a few breaths in total, but in this short time, the damage caused by the storm was unimaginable.

The hundreds of powerful insect men closest to Modo suddenly poured out a large amount of blood from their mouths and noses, and then fell to the ground without saying a word, and were killed by the storm in an instant.

As the main target of the storm, Modo naturally suffered the most damage, and a series of clicks sounded, which was the sound of many defensive rings on Modo's hand breaking at the same time.

In the last battle with the Wizards' Guild, although the victorious Iron Collar allowed the Wizards' Guild to redeem the three legendary magicians as prisoners of war, it does not mean that these prisoners of war are still eligible to carry all the equipment when they return.

Back then, a traitor like the old witch Deboraya would never dare to go back!

Before going to sea this time, in order to ensure the safety of the little dwarf Lord Modo, the little fox almost picked out the best ten magic rings with defensive functions among the trophies, and forced Modo to bring them.

These ten defensive magic rings can be regarded as completely high-quality, they are the best products accumulated by the Wizards Guild over thousands of years, and four of them can withstand the full force of the legendary powerhouse, and the remaining six are a little worse, but the difference in sincerity is limited.

It was also this luxurious equipment that ordinary people could not imagine at all, that saved a small life of the little dwarf Modo; this was a casual blow from the remnants of the Ten Thousand Eyes Demon Lord, which should have been a silent spiritual attack, but there was a strange appearance of a storm, and the power contained in it can be imagined......

It was like hitting his head on a big rock mountain, Modo's bones and muscles all over his body were injured, and his chest sank inward by several centimeters, and the ribs in his chest were broken in half, and the only thing to be thankful for was that the broken ribs were not misaligned, thus puncturing the spleen.

For a while, he couldn't even maintain the movement of standing, his left knee weakened, and suddenly a one-knee position appeared.

At the same time, he coughed violently, and as he coughed a large chunk of blood and a ruptured spleen, he kept spitting out of his mouth, but when his life was about to end, there was no trace of sadness or frustration on Modo's face.

"Hahaha......" Mo Duo coughed up blood and laughed wildly, this insolent laughter seemed so unstoppable in the silent open space at this time.

"Huh! strange...... Target...... Small, small...... Something, actually...... I can catch my hand...... It's interesting, but that's all for today. A strange voice rose directly in Modo's head.

For some unknown reason, the voice sounded very weak, and there was a feeling that I hadn't spoken for too long, and it was intermittent to speak, and it didn't until later that it became a little smoother.

Then the eyeballs rolled again, and the horrific attack began to brew again.

"A remnant of the ancients who is barely breathing, what qualifications do you have to drag into two hundred and fifty or eighty thousand in front of Lao Tzu. The little dwarf's mouth was full of this disdain.

A big bag of feeding materials bundled together by ten twenty catties of explosives appeared in Mo Duo's hand, and Mo Duo laughed fiercely: "Grandson, Grandpa Mo Duo is not muddy, give you a gift to enjoy the next one." ”

With that, he quickly lit the explosive pack, and then rushed forward with the explosive pack.