The war between the worlds in the ninth layer continues.

With the blessing of the blood-colored vortex, the blood killing array of the Giant Spirit God Clan slowly gained the upper hand, gradually suppressing the Zerg army.

The black insect tide that was overwhelming at the beginning has gradually thinned out over time.

The scales of victory began to tilt.

Although it is still a tragic stalemate, if it continues like this, the Zerg Legion will eventually collapse at some point in time.

Mr. Lie is very busy right now.

In the face of the ever-changing battle situation, he collected and analyzed intelligence at all times, constantly adjusted and improved the combat plan, and the whole person was weak and tired to the extreme.

It was also the first time that he experienced the hardships of participating in the battle of commanding a large corps, and the consumption of physical and spiritual spirit was far greater than any previous erosion.

But even so, he didn't dare to relax in any way.

After all, this is a major matter related to the life of one's own family, and there is no need to be careless and sloppy.

What's more, he once lived in the Shura War Clan, and lived in the endless sea of blood for a long time, so he understood the ferocity and cruelty of these "Giant Spirit Divine Clans".

also clearly knew that once the Zerg army was defeated, in the absence of Wei Zhenjun, he was afraid that he would not even have a place to run, and being able to die directly was already the most fateful.

Fortunately, with his understanding of the creatures of the sea of blood, his efforts finally paid off.

After paying a huge price and casualties, the Zerg army finally stabilized its position, although it was still oppressed by the Blood Killing Array and was at a disadvantage, but it avoided the dangerous situation of overturning and collapsing.

In the following period, the intensity of the war decreased significantly.

Although the two sides continued to bleed, they did not turn the entire void into a huge black and red grinding disc like they did at the beginning, crushing and devouring a huge amount of life every moment.

Compared to Mr. Lie, who was terrified, in this case, the Djinn Protoss did not launch a general attack in one go.

Instead, he shrank the battle line inward, and with the help of the dark red clouds and the bloody killing array, he began a short rest and recovery, licking the losses caused by the previous tragic confrontation.

The four tribal leaders finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

Although they encountered a tough battle just after their arrival, and their subordinates suffered considerable losses, as long as they can defeat these ugly bugs and successfully complete the follow-up mission objectives, they can get rich rewards beyond imagination.

What's more, the Blood God Ritual has been completed.

Therefore, they don't need to be too anxious at all now, they only need to wait for the will of the giant spirit to descend on this world, and basically solve all the problems smoothly, without suffering huge losses like before.

Deep in the blood-colored vortex.

A band of Blood Sea warriors scurried through it.

They are considered to be the logistics support personnel of the clan, although they do not need to go to the battlefield to fight to the death, the task on their shoulders is not light at all, and since the beginning of erosion, there has never been a time to stop and recuperate.

That is, in the interval between the journeys, only a little fragment of time can be taken out to eat, which is used to maintain the basic needs of life.

Just after checking a key node, all the Djinn warriors were exhausted and almost exhausted to the limit.

As the captain, the magic wing folded his wings and landed in a flat area.

"Now start refueling, and in a quarter of an hour we will continue to ......"

Suddenly, a strong palpitation hit him, and he was silent.

The next moment, the Demon Wing slowly raised his head, his face instantly turned pale, and his body suddenly tensed to the extreme.

Directly above his head, a pair of illusory eyes quietly appeared, looking down down.

"What are you doing?"

At the same time, there was a gentle man's voice, as if it was quietly echoing in his heart.

Although it sounded warm and peaceful, it made the magic wings freeze in place suddenly, and the whole person seemed to be frozen into an ice sculpture in an instant, and he didn't dare to move.

"Who's talking!?"

The wings spun around sharply, but the surroundings were empty.

There was no trace of any other living beings other than him and a group of companions.

"It seems that there are quite a lot of differences between different ethnic groups, but I haven't really studied it thoroughly, and I don't know what caused this to happen."

The voice rang out again, with a slight doubt, as if still immersed in deep thought.

"However, compared to the Blood Demon and Shura, your Djinn Protoss is indeed more powerful, even stronger than the two of them.

In particular, the small lines engraved in the whirlpool gave me unexpected inspiration and insight, and made me flash out of a new path of warrior training. ”

"So, in order to thank you for your efforts, I will let the newly born new generation of warriors give you a ride, so that you can return to the arms of the djinn as soon as possible, and it can be regarded as avoiding this dark overtime life."

The man's voice sighed darkly, as if it was fading away until it disappeared.

Demon Wing's heart sank a little.

The next moment, he squinted his eyes suddenly, and a pair of pupils suddenly contracted, and a strange flying insect was reflected inside.

It is dark red, hideous, and its transparent wings reflect a cold luster, looking like a miniature sculpture made of metal.

It's hard to describe how he feels at this moment.

The flying insect in front of him was only the size of a finger, otherwise he would not have been described as a pocket.

But in the face of such a small thing, he felt a huge pressure.

It seems that there is a terrifying lethality in his body, and maybe it will explode directly in the next moment, giving him a fatal blow that is difficult to resist and dodge.

Demon Wing stared at the strange flying insect.

It grows irritating scarlet compound eyes.

The body also appears to be covered with fine scales.

Where they should have been soft flagella, sharp spikes grew, shimmering in the blood-colored swirl.

At first glance, it looks like a red bee.

But he was sure that this thing was definitely not a bee.

Whether it is fine scales, hideous mouthparts, and sharp spikes, they are all very different from the real bee form.

In particular, the oppressive aura emanating from its body has even surpassed that of ordinary djinn warriors.

Swish!!!

Demon Wing reached out to catch it, but there was a flower in front of him.

The strange flying insect disappeared without warning, and no matter how much he searched, he couldn't find it again.

But in the next moment, a sudden scream rang out.

Screams followed.

It kept coming from behind him.

Demon Wing took a deep breath and slowly turned back.

At first glance, he had an expression of disbelief on his face.

The subordinates who were still on guard just now have turned into corpses.

There are also tiny flying insects that burrow in and out from the seven orifices, and the naked eye can be seen gnawing on their flesh and blood.

What the hell is this!?

Are they the same race as the Zerg army below?

And the illusory eyes that have just appeared.

And that emotionless man's voice, what does it have to do with these things?

In addition to this, there is a more critical problem that the Demon Wing cannot figure out anyway.

That's how they sneaked in.

After all, the blood-colored vortex is equivalent to the base camp of the tribal erosion, and it is filled with the aura of blood sea power, and it has a natural rejection and oppression of the Holy Spirit of other heaven and earth realms, and as a result, it will be invaded by these flying insects in reverse?

Demon Wing's mind was racing, and he wanted to pass on the intelligence information he knew to warn the other clansmen in advance.

But as the hideous flying insects appeared, penetrating the defensive barrier he hastily covered his body, and swarming into his body, even this idea was shattered.

Little by little, time passed.

Soon after, ripples rippled in the blood-colored space.

Wei Tao stepped out of it, looked down at the few corpses that were about to be eaten clean, and fell into silent thought again.

After a moment, he slowly raised one arm and looked at the pocket figure that landed in the palm of his hand.

"Slaves and maids see Your Majesty."

She slowly retracted her transparent wings and bowed respectfully.

"There are a few next directions."

Wei Tao thought about it and said slowly, "First, they are still too big, and there is still a considerable gap between them and the ethereal dust I envisioned, so the size of the newborn Zerg warriors can be smaller, and if necessary, they can reduce their strength for exchange, so that it is more conducive to concealment and concealment." ”

"Second, since they are one-time consumables, to put it bluntly, they are cannon fodder, so they don't need to have too long a life, but they have to give full play to their maximum use value in a limited time.

Finally, since we have embarked on the path of reducing the strength and reducing the size of the body, in order not to reduce the combat effectiveness too much, we must give full play to the role of the will of the swarm.

It is best to use the Du'er Ming Sutra as the basis, refer to the influence of the Void Realm on the spirit, and then add the hallucinogenic ability of the ten culprits to embark on a new path of conquest and killing. ”

"Your Majesty's will will be carried out most thoroughly, which is the only meaning of the existence of our life."

Wei Tao nodded, and with a flick of his fingers, he sent her into the surging flesh and blood, "Go, with the most covert means and the shortest time, let your offspring multiply here until the moment when the offensive and defensive momentum is reversed." ”

Wei Tao disappeared into the void again, looking at the vortex core in the distance, and a layer of shadows seemed to appear inexplicably in his perception, but it was vague and indistinguishable.

It was as if something was hidden in it, and it seemed to be far away, and even with his probing and perceptual ability, it was difficult to accurately capture the square.

After a dozen breaths, he slowly took a step forward, and the barely visible figure disappeared silently, as if it had never appeared.

Another period of time passed.

"Your Highness Spirit Shadow, the team to which the Demon Wing belongs disappeared here, completely losing contact."

"I see."

As a delicate and soft voice sounded, a slender and slender woman in a blood-colored robe stopped.

The corners of her head shook slightly.

While listening to the reports of his subordinates, he carefully observed the area of flesh and blood in front of him, and a puzzled look gradually appeared between his eyebrows.

There doesn't seem to be any problem here.

But the more this happens, the stranger it becomes that an entire team goes missing.

After all, although this is the edge area of the blood-colored vortex, the aura of the blood sea power carried is not as dense as the core, but it can also produce a huge oppression and rejection of other alien creatures.

Taking a step back and thinking about it, even if the other party could withstand the pressure and stay here for a long time, it would leave obvious traces in the blood-colored vortex due to the confrontation between the two different power systems.

It's not like now, no matter how much you probe, it's hard to find clues.

Spirit Shadow pondered for a moment, and immediately decided to go and find out.

After all, she is a pure-blooded nobleman of the Djinn lineage, and her strength is much higher than that of the patrol warriors under her command.

The enemy they couldn't deal with might not be her one-in-one.

Therefore, as long as the enemy really infiltrates and can find some clues, the opponent's life has entered the final countdown.

The Spirit Shadow was on guard, on high alert.

Following behind a few guards, he soon entered the surging blood wave.

She wasn't very fast, focusing on observing and perceiving her surroundings, trying to find the traces left by other forces in the whirlpool.

Suddenly, she was startled by a noise from ahead.

The Spirit Shadow looked up sharply, and saw several guards who had opened the way in front of him stop, all of them standing motionless, as if they had been transformed into lifeless statues.

However, in the next moment, something even more strange happened to her.

Several guards fought without warning.

And as soon as he came up, he did his best, as if he had met a mortal enemy, and attacked his companion's vital point without reservation.

In an instant, blood splattered, and flesh and bones flew sideways.

Add a touch of gore to an already dark red space.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Why are these guards of mine ......?"

The thought flashed through the Shadow's mind, and he took another step forward.

At this moment, she suddenly found that everything around her suddenly changed.

A big wave suddenly exploded ahead.

A monster the size of a hill emerged from it, roaring and swinging its claws and smashing down.

The Shadow Shadow's face remained unchanged, but he clenched the long sword in his hand.

Swish!!!

Suddenly, a cold light flashed.

Passing through the monster's body, it seemed to cut a large area of space in two.

The massive, hideous body disintegrated and shattered, disappearing in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

"It's not an entity, is it just an illusion?"

Spirit Shadow's brows furrowed, and he was about to step forward to investigate carefully, but his gaze suddenly became cold and condensed.

In front of her, a dense figure appeared at some point.

They were dressed differently, holding various weapons in their hands, and their expressions approached step by step.

The Spirit Shadow took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, recognizing the faces one by one.

A moment later, she found out that they were all her former enemies.

Or to put it more accurately, in the previous erosion of different heaven and earth realms, these people were the souls of her former subordinates.

They pushed each other, crowded, and rushed up faster and faster.

"If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time."

"And with my current high level, even if you are ten times more numerous, you will be completely vulnerable in front of me."

Spectre slowly clenched the sword, but lowered his arm at the last moment.

Even though the murderous intent in her heart was boiling, like a flame burning wantonly, she didn't strike again, but let the crowd surround her, and then tried to gather her thoughts, and even slowly closed her eyes.

The appearance of these people is very abnormal.

She was basically certain that she was under the influence of a magic similar to that of an illusion, and even the true spirit and soul were eroded in reverse.

The most important thing to do now is to find the source of these hallucinations, instead of wielding a sword in a rage.

Swish!!!

The nearest figure picked up a big knife and slashed down.

The spirit shadow was unmoved, still holding its breath and concentrating on deep perception.

Click!

But in the next moment, there seemed to be a broken voice.

Her eyes widened sharply, and she felt unbearable pain at this point.

It was as if this knife had fallen, and it could really cut into her body, and it was still wreaking havoc inside, as if there were countless tiny insects burrowing and devouring in the flesh.

The Shadow's face changed drastically, and he unleashed his strength at all costs, trying to break the strange situation, and then turned and fled as fast as he could.

But several efforts were to no avail.

I could only feel the pain in the growing hallucinations, watching my body be eroded until I was completely incapacitated.

The spiritual film line became blurred, and the spirit became more and more trance-like.

Just before her consciousness was about to fall into the dark abyss, she seemed to see a man's figure, silently appearing beside her.

"How are you feeling now?"

He slowly crouched down and asked.

Spirit Shadow said with difficulty, "You're not hallucinating, I haven't seen you before......"

"Is it a hallucination, it's a little different from the way I envisioned the attack."

Wei Tao looked into her eyes, "But time is short, it is not easy for them to do this, but there is no need to be too demanding." ”

After a pause, he raised his hand to the center of the distant blood-colored vortex, "There, I can feel a vague and vague aura, but I have not been able to figure out its origin, so I have not made any greater movements.

As a nobleman of the Djinn lineage, can you tell me what secret lies behind the shadows in the center of this vortex? ”

Spirit Shadow was silent for a moment, then suddenly struggled and laughed, "You are about to die, even if you hide deeper, you will be found by the djinn, I will wait for you below, and see what kind of miserable way you will die." ”

"Is it a djinn descending?"

Wei Tao straightened up, didn't look at the cold corpse at his feet, but looked up at the center of the whirlpool.

Under his gaze, the shadows seemed to be gradually changing.

The result is a looming vertical pupil.

In the depths of the blood-colored space, the eyes of the two sides met, and they quickly intertwined and entangled.

(End of chapter)