Zhao Mai's vision was already hazy, as if the sky was suddenly dark, and he could only roughly see the silhouette of the mantis man opposite. He tried to aim with his musket www.biquge.info but his hand was weak, and the musket was somehow snatched by the enemy. I don't know what kind of material this damn whip is made of, it's obviously not knotted, it's just wrapped around for more than a while, and it will pull tighter and tighter. He struggled hard, hoping that at this time, like the other protagonists, he suddenly had an idea, and a stream of heat was generated in his body, and then he broke through in battle, realized the supreme martial arts, grasped the enemy's flaws, and then killed and counter-killed until he completely destroyed the super god.

But in fact, only the reserve grain rushed up and bit the mantis man's lower body from behind.

This is his last chance! Zhao Mai didn't have any extra strength, so he could only knock the weight of his whole body over, and as for the enemy still holding a sharp weapon in his hand, he didn't have time to care about it now. When it's time to fight hard, who can take care of those.

It became a naked battle more ferocious than anyone else. The dagger stabbed himself in the thigh, it didn't matter, Zhao Mai touched the head of the mantis man while he was doing this. If you want to turn your head sideways and bite with your teeth, this is absolutely impossible! Zhao Mai pinched the mantis man's bulging compound eyes with his fingers, and then squeezed it hard.

Pain, bleeding, all sensations turned into the most primitive ferocity. There is no animal that does not resist in the face of death, and the struggle to die is the craziest behavior, but it is also the most calm and straightforward truth in nature. An entire planet is struggling under the desecration of magic, and this will lurks in Zhao Mai's body with the natural force, although it has completed the transformation and filtration, it will not really disappear, but will merge into Zhao Mai's will.

He had only one thought, to let his hands go deeper and deeper, squishing the other person's head, as if he couldn't survive otherwise. The mantis man is modified from an insect and lacks an endoskeleton, lacking the protection of its internal organs once it is broken or found in a vulnerable part of its body. Zhao Mai was like a beast, covered in blood but unconscious, and his two palms completed the clasp in the mantis man's skull.

It was only at this time that he barely opened his eyes and looked around him. The arm of the mantis man holding the dagger was bitten by the reserve grain, otherwise Zhao Mai would have been poked into a sieve a long time ago. There were only three white-robed sand thieves left, and they charged at the halflings. Butcher, who had killed the manticore, strode over and stretched out his hand towards Zhao Mai.

Then he punched Zhao Mai in the head.

After losing their leader, the Sand Thieves launched a final charge against the halflings. The mantis people are all dead, and the manticore is also separated, as long as the halfling is killed, at least he still has some friendship with the strong man, which can guarantee survival. In their opinion, the halfling was a wild child, who did not even move during the battle, and was completely frightened. Even if he had psychic powers, what could he do?

Yes, what can it be? Psychic abilities are the limits of the physical senses, the starting point of spiritual and soul power. In the mind of the psychic man, the energy and vitality of the body cease to exist without the spirit, the body is only a vehicle, the spirit gives it meaning, and the soul sublimates it all.

The unpolished and untrained spirit is even less threatening than the blunt knife to the halfling. The simple-minded, well-limbed sand thieves, who seem to have been domesticated for a long time, now have to do nothing more than pick up the ownerless reins. A glimmer of light shone from the halfling's eyes, gently stabbing into the minds of the three thieves, instantly causing them to fall into confusion.

"I am your new leader, Tanno the Halfling, the beast tamer of the desert. His voice was both majestic and seductive, echoing in the minds of the three sand thieves and Butcher. "Serve me, and then enjoy spiritual pleasures, or I will make you slaves, and you will suffer forever, both physically and spiritually. ”

The three sand thieves put away their weapons and bowed their heads: "Yes, Leader Tanno, we are serving. ”

Butcher plucked out his ear, bit his lip, and nodded. When the halfling man used his psychic ability to affect him, he was indeed in a trance, and then knocked down Zhao Mai with a punch, and also kicked the reserve grain and fainted. However, he didn't understand what the halfling was saying, and the language barrier became a protection. Seeing the three sand thieves change their banners in an instant, how could he not understand what was going on? Although Butcher himself didn't know any spells, he knew a truth, the more magical the power, the more frequent it was. Until you figure out what's going on, it's best to act like everyone else, play dumb, and then wait for an opportunity to fight back.

He obediently stood next to the three sand thieves, picking his nostrils and teeth, and he looked like a fool. Butcher has no talent for acting, but pretending to be a fool is a natural ability, with more than ten years of accumulation, outsiders can't see the flaws at all. The halfling looked at him with a smile on his face. It's no wonder that this big man has amazing combat power, but he doesn't have the slightest psychic ability protection, it turns out that it is because of his mental disability. However, all psychic abilities must be premised on self-control in order to endure pain and transcend the limitations of the body. Fools are the simplest and most innocent creatures in the world, and they don't force themselves to do anything, let alone masochistic psychic ability training.

"Alright, clean up the battlefield and put supplies together. With a wave of his hand, the three sand thieves began to get busy. Butcher was half a beat slower, but he still moved. He walked up to Zhao Mai, picked up the megalodon, and then walked towards the halfling with it in both hands.

"Very well, even to my heart. The halfling said with a smile. He was interested in all-metal things, and he had long wanted to get them in his hands and see them. Butcher walked up to him, crouched down, and suddenly tossed the megalodon lightly.

Although it is only a short distance of less than half a meter, and this throw is not hostile, it is more like a small game, but it is not easy for the body of a halfling. His eyebrows furrowed, and his psychic abilities rushed out, instantly freezing the metal spear in front of him.

Then he saw a large fist flying towards his eyebrows, but he was too late, and he had no strength to resist.

"He's still useful, you can't kill him. The consciousness lurking in Butcher's mind was still at work, seducing him into thinking that the halfling was a friend. However, the stun of a friend was not psychologically stressful for Butcher, so the punch hit the halfling in the head. A small body less than a meter tall is hit by a punch from a strong man two meters tall, and only one result will be produced. Even if Butcher had shown mercy to his subordinates, Tan Nuo still flew straight out and fell straight down.

Three sand thieves pounced and tried to wrestle Butcher. "The Butcher of Kelmanga" smiled slightly, picked up the megalodon that was still floating in the air, and killed the three unarmed men in turn with the blade of his spear. Then, he carried the halfling and put him next to Zhao Mai, side by side.

"Oh, both of you are good friends, see which of you wakes up first. He knew that something was wrong with his condition, but like a patient with a fever trying to do advanced math problems, he couldn't do anything to clear his mind. At this time, actions are all reckless, and waiting is wisdom.

Who said he was a fool?