"Let's let our monster deal with another monster!" Seeing the blood-colored hemisphere of the test site in the projection, the middle-aged man roared at the top leader.

They are all high-level executives of Zero Ring, who have neither the strength nor the ability to engage in scientific research, and what they are good at is management. Now that the branch base has been attacked, the most valuable test site has been eaten, and the summoned tentacles have wreaked havoc, if you can't make any more achievements, it will be dereliction of duty, and the end will definitely be miserable. Under the internal and external troubles, everyone in the field no longer had the time to engage in internal strife, and asked the boss to attack in unison.

"I want to do it too, but the concubine can't do it! But this thing is not controlled at all, and there is no consciousness, everything is based on instinct! If it was before, you could also find a harm-level powerhouse to control it with mental fluctuations, but the freaks in the research group have transformed her, not only succeeding, but also connecting to the secondary divine vein, this thing is a 'disaster' with no consciousness and no self!"

The top person in charge smashed the table with his life, his eyes full of bitterness, unwillingness and fear. At this point, the rest is all up to luck. This feeling of putting one's fate in the hands of a mass of unconscious tentacles to gamble on a hope is really uncomfortable!

The tentacle frenzy that continues to erupt like a fountain now is the 'witch meat piece' that Sisa snatched when he entered the black carpet of the Lord. Since being defeated once, the research madmen of the Ring of Zero have transformed it again, because they have no consciousness, so the meat block is quite cooperative, and under the continuous cultivation of resources, the meat block quickly completed the transformation, becoming a monster that acts on instinct, causing terrible property damage.

In the end, the piece of meat that became the real disaster was sealed and packed by the disaster god of the Zero Ring, and thrown into the Black Carpet City to be buried underground, and fused with the sub-base. It became the last defensive hole card of the Black Carpet Division. The only pity is that this thing is not controlled, everything is based on instinct, once it is released, it can only evolve into a terrible natural disaster.

"Sir, don't panic, Subject 23 is not self-conscious. But the instinct sensing aspect is excellent, and it is a real ferocious beast. Her current violent reaction was caused by the long-term detention of the seal. When she's done venting, she'll definitely treat that calamity-level mouth as an enemy, and she'll never die!" the female secretary said comfortingly.

"Are you sure?" the old man hurriedly asked, as if grasping at a life-saving straw.

First of all, only the real calamity can threaten the real calamity, even if it is to protect itself, the 23rd will fight back. And if you succeed in killing your opponent. No. 23 is also able to devour the opponent, plunder the opponent's secondary divine veins and origins, and make himself more powerful. A monster with no ego and only instinct will not back down no matter what. Take a step back, as long as the 23rd hurts that huge mouth, the other party will understand that we are not soft persimmons, and then take the initiative to retreat. That way, we can save our lives. The secretary said confidently.

"Miss, you know so much!" said Stubble, letting go of his worries. Said with an appreciative face.

"Thanks for the compliment, I was promoted from the technical group. ”

"No wonder! young and pretty. Knowledgeable, not chaotic, and in good shape, little girl, do I think you are doing it, is my daughter good?" the old man said with a look of longing, and kept winking at the little secretary.

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Numerous high-level positions in the command room. Under the comfort of the little secretary, he finally let go of the burden in his heart and began to watch the projection with full attention, looking forward to the life-and-death struggle between the two monsters.

In the outside world, one after another towering tentacles broke through the ground and rose from the ground. Then there were countless smaller tentacles, and then smaller and more inconspicuous tentacle branches. But even the tiniest witch tentacles are kilometers long and the thickness of oil drums, bigger than the terrifying tropical snakes in the Magic Zoo.

From a distance, the thickest and largest giant tentacles, a total of twenty-two, they surround the base of the Zero Ring in a circle, the length is more than ten kilometers, as thick as a building, the violent state can tear the clouds in the sky, easily smash the building on the ground, and sweep out a blank space with a casual swipe.

In addition to the twenty-two main tentacles, there were hundreds of second-level witch tentacles, up to thousands of meters in length, curling around the sub-base like vines, sweeping away the nearby buildings, and some of them happened to climb the wreckage of the alien battleship, which was constantly destroying. Even smaller, there are countless giant dragon tentacles, which are the most numerous, about a kilometer long, densely packed together and twisted and wriggling, like a nest of snake holes, and like a ball of nematodes, the scalp of people watching is numb, and it is as disgusting and scary as the big mouth in the sky. Many poor insects on the periphery of the Zero Ring Base were caught by them, rolled up and then squeezed, turning into fertilizer to nourish the earth.

A generation of Hang B Cesar can ignore the normal rules, quickly enter the disaster, and even start the real disaster mode to devour the heavens and the earth, because his capital comes from the inheritance of the sea of blood and the sin clan. And the witch tentacles on the opposite side are so favored by the Zero Ring that they have even evolved to this extent in just a few months, because the other party is also open, and has the 'Evil King Egg' as the foundation.

If an ordinary hazard wants to complete the third step of the transformation into the disaster, it has extremely high requirements for the completion of the structure of the domain. At the very least, the rules of the harm-level comprehension must be complete, able to form a complete cycle, and make one's own domain self-contained. For example, if the ability is a fire element, then his domain must construct a primordial world prototype that belongs to the fire element after devouring the fragments of the sub-god domain of the fire element. And when he is upgraded to the god of calamity, this prototype will evolve into a real world that belongs to the flames with the support of the true divine vein.

Cesar dared to devour the fragments of the God's Domain, because his bloody swamp was complete enough, and it was a copycat version of the primordial blood sea, and the basic rules were extremely comprehensive, and extremely complex, as long as the outside resources were sufficient, it would not take a minute to become a real disaster, just like what he was doing.

And after each witch awakens, the evil king egg in her body will bring a standard template realm, which is called 'tentacle hell' by the outside world and 'tentacle heaven' by the inside.

Tentacle hell is a field that every witch has, and the ability is not strong, but the victory lies in the complete structure, the foundation is comprehensive, and the physical, magical, and spiritual attacks are complete. You don't have to be like ordinary people with new blood to comprehend the rules. What they have to do is to continue to develop their own abilities, and then add their own abilities to this template to develop a unique 'tentacle hell'.

Therefore, every witch is in trouble, and like Cesar, it doesn't take more than a minute to advance with resources. That's why the Zero Ring, which has countless infestive-grade and inferior products, attaches so much importance to a witch's meat cube and successfully cultivates it into a 'scourge-level' monster.

It's a battle between the B-and-Bs! It's just a bitter pain for the ill-fated Black Carpet City fart. It was smashed by a meteorite more than half a year ago! A few months ago, it was invaded by alien warships! It was first demolished by 'cutting chickens' and then smashed by warships in the old area, and the death toll directly exceeded the 100,000 mark, and the number of seriously injured was not counted. Now that we have finally rebuilt after the disaster, everyone has a new income, and they have lived in the interior of a high-end and high-grade battleship, and there is hope for life.

Just when all the fart people thought that the good days were coming, Nima started fighting again! Last time it was a super battleship that covered the sky and the sun, this time it was two monsters with towering size, is there any mistake? We are just ordinary people, please, don't toss us anymore, okay? Would it be good to change places? Our request is very simple, we just want to live honestly! Give us a way to live!

The gluttonous giant mouth of the whole body, and the tentacles of the witch in the state of rage, although they are huge, they are still small compared to the alien battleship. The kind of supership that covers the sky and the sun, and is as large as a mountain range, is a thousand times the size of a calamity like Western Sahara. But for ants and civilians, they are all terrifying monsters like Titans, whether it is a rhinoceros or a whale, they are all terrifying natural disasters that trample on countless ants with one foot. Well, whales don't have feet.

Pulling away the buildings around her, the witch's tentacles also vented their frustration at being sealed and imprisoned, and then turned their attention to the huge blood-colored hemisphere in the air. At this time, the gluttony swallowed a small half of the food. And Cesar, who was standing on the slipper, was also sweating profusely and looking into the distance.

The silent spiritual howl erupted again, only this time it was not aimed at the trash fish on the periphery of the base, but directly towards the sky.

Although the witch's flesh has lost its main consciousness, the tentacle aggregates still have a calamity-level fighting instinct. The fact that there are two real disasters at such a close distance is a joke in itself. Low-level animals have the habit of dividing the chassis, and when it comes to the disaster level, there is a saying of 'cohabitation'?

In the face of the demonstrations and warnings of the 'tentacles', the gluttonous giant mouth still eats the 'mud' in its own way.

There is no way, Cesar can't retreat if he wants to now, so he can only hurry up and continue to eat. Fortunately, there was a problem with Cesar, the witch's tentacles had a big flaw, and the body seemed to be fixed under the base and could not be moved. Two warriors of the same rank, one with chains bound but able to move freely, and the other who is delirious and confused but immobilized in place, seems to have the upper hand......?

PS:The disaster level tearing B war is about to begin.,Mouth vs tentacles.,Think about it!Originally, I didn't design the mouth of gluttony.,Suddenly inspiration exploded.,And then there was this scene.,I also admired my genius for the five-body throw!

I've heard that if you promise to explode, you can increase your subscriptions? So if you book 50 each, I'll explode once, at least five more? I've been saving up for the past two days......... Everyone's hard work!