Cooking with gas.

On the smoky battlefield, dead undead and living half-demonic monsters are tangled together, suffering the poison of the flames together.

"Do you have to do this?"

With a grim green glint in his sickly eyes, as if he were a devout believer, O'Bird crossed his hands on his chest and muttered to himself in a seductive tone:

"It has to be done. ”

With the determination to make up, the worm plate armor on his body instantly submerged into his body, and at the same time, the whole person writhed in a very abnormal posture. After about two or three breaths, a huge worm wrapped in scales appeared in place.

He, or rather, glanced up at the battlefield in front of him, his head blinking with three pairs of compound eyes, locking on his target.

The worm bent down, touched the ground with its head, and used the bone armor near its mouthparts as a shovel, like a giant earthworm, burrowing deep into the soft soil of the sandbar and crawling underground.

"Watch your step!"

Behind the trenches and low walls, the Commander of the Wind shouted loudly to alert the warriors who were sharpening their swords. He had been holding on to the monocular just now, nervously observing the entire battlefield, and naturally noticed the movement of the enemy leader.

However, just as "when people have a sense of crisis, danger is already looming", before the soldiers could react, the ground beneath their feet began to tremble—and with the sound of earth and rocks collapsing, a dark hole appeared behind the defensive line.

"This guy's scales are so hard!"

Spun and threw the "Tooth of Magis", seeing that his enchanted weapon only scratched a white mark on the head of the monster crawling out of the hole, the Fire Dwarf Clan Chief couldn't help but feel a little dumbfounded, "I swear, I used at least half of it just now...... Even two-thirds of my body, otherwise, I would be a 'bearded dwarf'. ”

Uninterested in questioning his old friend, the Captain pulled up his robe and wrapped it firmly around his mouth and nose - as if enraged by the flying cross, the scaly worm that Aubed had transformed into shook its head and began to spray saliva in all directions.

"Be careful," the experienced Duty Sect General reminded, as he hurriedly reached out and grabbed the collars of the two warriors who were too close to the entrance of the cave and pulled them back, "Trust me, you don't want to get your hands on that thing. ”

The reaction of the general on duty was not unfast, but it was still a step slower, and one of the soldiers under his command was still drenched in the face by the saliva of the scale worm. I saw him immediately cover his eyes in pain, and green smoke rose from between his fingers with a "hissing" sound.

With this "case" in front of them, everyone woke up and consciously evacuated near the entrance of the cave.

"Kiln......

With one blow, the scale worm instantly became excited. Suddenly, the saliva containing strong acid in its mouth seemed to be unwanted, forming a dense rain of strong acid arrows, swaying around.

"Magis's fire is on the stove," and after turning over and hiding in the pheasant, the fire dwarf chief saw one of his clansmen "disfigured." Just stuck to some strong acid saliva, the skin made of brass was blue-green rust, "This guy actually vomits sulfuric acid, it must be extremely terrible when it gets drunk...... 'The soul drowned in its own vomit', hahaha." ”

As if remembering some native proverb, the stout warrior burst out laughing, and his laughter infected many people, dispelling the gloom of fear in their hearts.

"Eat me a pickaxe," laughed back to laugh, the fire dwarf on the battlefield never relaxed, and the weapons in his hands never had the risk of hunger and thirst because of this, "Boys, shoulder to shoulder, drown the 'strange worms' in their own vomit!"

At this moment, the fire dwarf chief can be said to have used all his strength, and the "Tooth of Magis" fiercely pierced one of the opponent's eyes. The rest of the fire dwarves also took out their "dwarven arrows"—double-edged hand axes pinned to their waists—and aimed them at the crevices on the scaly worms, and threw them with great force.

Thick green blood shot out through the blood groove on the axe's blade.

Just as the warriors were nervous and methodically dealing with the scale worms, the young blue dragon, which had been floating in the sky not long ago, had already fallen to the surface of the sea and stood on the remains of a Leviathan giant beast.

The surrounding sea washed over the wreckage, emitting a moist, salty smell. The dark blue blood in the body of the floating giant beast floated on the surface of the sea for a long time, as if it had coated the sea with a layer of oil.

"I feel your pain," Ques has always had a special connection with the creature because of the Leviathan's creator, and he can feel how they feel when he's close enough, "and I feel the same way." ”

"Don't worry, I'll give you a chance...... Revenge. ”

After speaking, he crouched down and probed his palm into the fragments of the already tattered Leviathan body, and the divine power obtained by devouring the camel god in the island world was instantly precipitated.

With only a little bit of divine energy, the "adaptive" trait inside the Leviathan Behemoth's derivation that had been implanted by Quest was re-upgraded. After that, the vitality that had not dissipated within the wreckage was reused.

The devatic behemoth wreckage at the feet of the young blue dragon sprouted countless flagella on its surface, which gained power through their swings and began to swim on the surface of the sea.

Like the most voracious predator, he spares no piece of flesh. Those fragments of the body, as long as they come into contact with this wreckage, will be turned into the nutrients it needs to grow in a moment.

In order to devour the blood floating on the surface of the sea, the wreckage also grew a "filter" like a water inlet, constantly recovering the blood that had been flowing from the floating beast into the body.

Even the fragments of flesh and blood that had become scarred in order to supply the acid mist worm to "metamorphosis" into a half-demon monster were not ignored. One by one, they were all captured, all of them were absorbed, and not a single bit was wasted.

Until the end—the fragments of the wreckage that contained the Leviathan Behemoth's Derivative Biocrucible—were swallowed as if they had been burped after a full meal, and the inlet used to filter the seawater was constantly pumped out, and the whole process of "active adaptive" evolution was nearly complete.

"It should be almost. ”

Looking in the direction of Beit City, Quis turned his head and said to the Great Veshur, who had stood beside him at some point: "The Demon Lord may have a big move, and when the time comes, we will definitely be exhausted, and the battlefield here will be handed over to my new creation." ”

"What's its name?"

"It should be called 'he', after all, he has a lot of wisdom," the young blue dragon corrected, "As for the name...... His name is 'Jairus'. ”