And the moment he saw this brain cocoon, Ian's eyes, ears and nose began to bleed, and the pain like a bone piercing his brain and flesh directly from the nerve endings, and made him subconsciously take a step back, avoiding the spasm and twist of his body.

Even though Ian's will has been sharpened and become very strong in battle after battle, and his physical body is even stronger, this is equivalent to attacking himself, and it is difficult to rely on physical strength to resist.

“…… Using microcurrent to stimulate my brain to affect nerves and cause my body to destroy itself, I really underestimate you. ”

Raising his hand and wiping the blood from his eyes and nose, the spiritual energy in Ian's eyes shone even brighter, and the faint color of water flowed, even covering his whole body: "I really can't let you leave this place, otherwise, the damage you bring can completely destroy Port Harrison in an hour." ”

Just like Dawning City, the harm of these high-level demonic beasts and psionic monsters is so great.

Even if the will of the hive has not yet reached the fourth energy level of the hundred-armed giant vine back then, its ability is even more dangerous, as long as the time is right, all people who do not have a source of essentia will be brainwashed by it and become a part of themselves.

Even, even if it is a sublimator, when facing it head-on, it will be like Ian, who will be injured and even lose control if he is not careful.

Raising his hand, this time Ian did not raise his sword to approach, but picked up the water gun.

Zi-bang!

Without hesitation, he took aim and opened fire, the water projectile with Isengard's corrosive blood slicing through the air in a straight line towards the cocoon membrane that encased the hive's brain.

Whoosh –

As if sensing the danger of this waterline, he had to take action, and several pitch-black shadows suddenly burst out, blocking the water and breaking it up.

The corrosive blood melts the front ends of these shadows, but it can't really destroy them.

Really. Ian narrowed his eyes, his psionic premonition just now told him that he must not rush to approach the seemingly harmless hive brain.

And he observed the frost butterfly hidden in his hair on the top of his head, and sure enough, the little goblin was covered in black and red.

There was an ambush there.

It's also interesting to say, Frost Butterfly, a goblin who doesn't have much self-will, is not affected by the will of the hive, and now some of them seem to be sluggish, just because they don't like the damp, hot and slippery environment of the hive.

Perhaps this is the ecology of the labyrinth, when the will of the hive grows, the primordial goblins on the other side are also getting stronger and stronger, and when the hive wants to occupy the entire ruins group, this group of mindless goblins will become the biggest obstacle to its success.

Standing in the way of the hive's brain were several distorted figures made of strange flesh entanglements, and this figure Ian was all too familiar with, and it was he who came out of the flesh of the Swamp Crocodile to stop his flesh and blood when he attacked the Swamp Crocodile Brain.

Their bodies are made up of blood vessels, connective tissue, and nerve tentacles, and their source comes from the biomass part of the hive.

These twisted creatures have no facial features or normal bodies, their hands are more like raised sharp claws than hands, ugly and dangerous, and on the fingertips of these slender sharp claws, drops of highly toxic liquid drip.

They are the last line of defense to guard the will of the hive.

A fragile line of defense.

Now that the enemy has appeared, the most dangerous time has passed, Ian put down the water gun and clenched the heavy abyss iron sword with his backhand.

Then, he stepped forward, and the blade of his sword swept towards the three flesh-and-blood figures in front of him, who were about to pounce.

Rumble! As Ian swung his sword, dust rose in the center of the lair, a sign that the crystal chips and rock debris on the ground were attracted by the violent vibration of the earth-based essena, and the flesh and blood humanoid roared and rushed forward, trying to block the boy's attack, but only to see a light golden sword light split through the diffuse dust and mist, smashing towards their metal-like bodies.

Bang click! There was a dull loud bang, and before the flesh tentacles could do anything, they were knocked away by Ian's full force, and the upper half of their bodies were blown apart like a watermelon being slammed with the full force of a professional baseball player's bat.

To be honest, it was the first time Ian had encountered this kind of target, and he felt good.

And at the same moment when the flesh-and-blood humanoid at the head was smashed into the air, the young man twisted his waist smoothly, he turned around with a sword, and accurately slashed the robe on the monster that had already circled behind him, splitting the flesh-and-blood humanoid diagonally on the spot.

With only one last flesh-and-blood humanoid guard left, Ian let out a breath, exhausted, crushing pain in his chest.

If it is an ordinary first energy level, it is estimated that it is already the end of the strong crossbow at this moment...... Uh, no, I should have died a long time ago.

After all, he had fought with Patrick for a while before, and was hit by the alchemy cannon, and now he could still kill two first-level flesh and blood humanoids with two swords, which was completely the basic quality of the sand armor apprentice was ridiculously strong, plus there was also the ancient dragon core that continuously provided essentia recovery, otherwise, it would be impossible to slash out two consecutive blows of onslaught.

After all, the weakness of the Immovable City is that it cannot fly and does not move fast, and all the ruins and labyrinths in this world are located in the depths of the earth or in a closed environment, or even fixed targets like the will of the hive in front of them.

In that case, what are the weaknesses of the Fudo Fortified Castle line?

Push it sideways and you're done!

"Well, it's not a big problem, my lungs haven't been pierced by bone residue, after all, my lungs have been strengthened to the point of being almost tough rubber, and ordinary injuries can't hurt my internal organs."

Sensing the situation inside him, Ian was ready to lift his spirits and take out the last flesh humanoid.

But when he looked at the other side, which was about to sneak up on his flesh and blood humanoid, he was slightly stunned for a moment.

Because of the other party's face.

It was a face that had some of the features of Hilliard, Elder Pudder, Isengard, and Master Gosai...... The face was still changing, shifting with Ian's mood and wavering.

Clang!

A sword cut the opponent apart, Ian didn't spare his hand, and even subconsciously increased his strength, directly cutting off the flesh-and-blood humanoid head with half of his chest.

How could he be shaken by such a trivial matter, let alone only a part, even if he looked exactly like the teacher? Instead, he will only slash harder and fiercer!

I can't even catch him with a sword, so I'm embarrassed to disguise myself as a teacher?!

But he did be stunned for a moment.

That's the opportunity.

The long-awaited Hive Will probed the psionic tentacles into the rift and made contact with Ian's spirit.

…… It's a nice feeling, like sitting quietly at a small window table with your favorite person in the afternoon, like wandering down the street in the middle of the night with your best friend...... It's like spending every day with your family.

In a momentary tingle, layers of visions began to appear in front of his eyes, and the scenery around him flashed back thousands of years in an instant.

In the drifting dream fire, memories burn violently, transforming into clear and persistent illusions.

When he landed, the singing was melodious.

The boy saw and heard.

At a grand gathering, in the underground biosphere, redwood tribesmen dressed in four-color costumes are singing a song in unison.

Everyone was singing, and the four tribes were harmonious like a family, and they missed the vast world they had never seen before, only in the ancestral database, and missed the true homeland that had never been asked for outside the closed gate, and which may have changed dramatically.

A blonde boy sits in a corner of the grass led by his mother, smiling and staring at the big screen in mid-air.

There is a blue sky and a green sea, a double moon of stars, a churning tide, and a splash of ice and snow.

He also sang, gazing at the green grasslands, the lush forests, the birds chirping in the branches, the giant whales singing in the sea, and his sky-blue eyes reflected those scenes, revealing indescribable longing.

- Blue sky, green sea, insects, whale song, flying birds, white sand, bright sun......

And......

The stars in the sky.

Longing, longing for all this, eager to embrace everything, eager to see everything with your own eyes.