Boom Boom!

The metal tentacles are as thick as pillars and flexible as giant pythons, constantly slapping, hitting the huge walls and rocks flying wildly.

There are also dozens of tentacles that merge into a ball, forming a drill bit shape, and keep drilling into the depths of the giant wall, trying to drill a big hole.

Knock knock!

The energy bombardment continued, and the power of genes broke through the air, cracking metals, extracting thermal energy, and blasting molecules......

The metal tentacles are abnormally hard, no less than the strongest alloy ever found by humans, and have no effect on conventional strikes.

Only the extraordinary power of the mythical gene to pry the materialist law can form a real killing effect on it.

Many of the interstellar monks attacking the array are well versed in the way of mythical genes, and have used all kinds of strange abilities to destroy the essence of metal tentacles from the aspect of microscopic materials.

Even harder matter, as long as it does not reach the level of using the basic laws of matter in the universe, it is also composed of microscopic particles such as atoms and molecules, and no matter how hard it is, it can be completely destroyed if it is destroyed internally.

Everyone found a weakness that was not a weakness, and attacked from the microscopic level regardless of the consumption of genetic power.

Thick tentacles burst one after another, splattering countless metal fragments and bleeding out blood-like oil.

The mechanical troll was hit hard, a thousand eyes burst into blood, and many tentacles slapped violently and ferociously.

There are thousands of these tentacles, or hundreds of them form a large web, or they are condensed like fists, or they form drills...... Crashing over.

The soft and thick tentacles are actually changing under the control of the trolls.

If you are still in the starry sky, there is no support.

Whether it is an interstellar or Great Wall college student, there is not much difference between them and ants in front of this mechanical troll, and they will be crushed into meat foam in an instant like those compatriots before.

But with nine huge walls, they seemed to have found support in the empty starry sky, staring at a large turtle shell in front of them.

This giant wall is not broken, and no matter how fierce this giant monster is, it will be difficult to hurt them in the slightest.

Relying on natural insurance, one husband is the key, and ten thousand people are not open.

The steel walls were thumped by the mechanical trolls, but they were kept out.

The many monks of the attacking array stood on top of the huge wall, holding various medicines in their mouths to restore their vitality, but their bodies were entangled by the power of genes, stirring the starry sky, and the torrent of energy rushed like a tide, all bombarding the huge giant monster's body.

Although the giant monster is majestic and has a hard body, it is difficult to shake it for a while, but it has been passively beaten, and the injuries have accumulated a lot, and finally the tentacles have broken and fallen behind.

For a while, there were many guns and cannons in the attacking array, which shook again and again, and it could not move forward.

On the scene, many humans completely dominated.

"Blocked! blocked!"

"That troll won't be able to get close to the Great Wall again!"

"The mechanical forces of the ghost race are all going to be destroyed here!"

......

Combine the strength of everyone to change the decline of the starry sky battlefield.

Countless human beings inside and outside the Great Wall were inspired, and this scene was also broadcast live among the entire interstellar human race, causing a round of jubilation.

"The Great Wall Army, which is worthy of being the pillar of mankind!"

"There is the Great Wall of Stars, and our Terran Star Field is as stable as a rock and cannot be shaken!"

"Long live the Great Wall!"

......

Most of the people who saw this scene were cheering, but the few calm people were still staring at the changes on the field.

For thousands of years, humanity has suffered no less than 100 racial wars, each of which has been protracted.

The ghost race has come across the galaxy, and it's too powerful to give up.

The war has only just begun.

Although humanity seems to have the advantage for a while, as long as it does not become the final victory, there are many variables, and the final outcome is uncertain.

Being on the battlefield himself, Feng Lin knew this very thoroughly, and his eyes were firmly focused on the changes on the battlefield.

Is this mechanical troll really that clumsy? Unable to move at all?......

Although this troll rushed over as soon as it appeared, there was no sign of change.

But if Fenglin wants to unite everyone and defeat the strong with the weak, it is like dancing on a tightrope and walking on a knife mountain, so all changes must be taken into account, and there can be no carelessness.

Not only once there is a change, but it is too late to deal with it, it will immediately become a collapse and cannot be saved.

If the advantage cannot be converted into a victory, it is only useless after all, except for the beautiful scene.

The troll's energy is endless, and if they continue to stalemate, they have no chance of winning.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

The people who attacked the array had the advantage, and they were even more ruthless, and the power of genes was vented as if they didn't want money, vowing to kill them completely.

For a moment, the mechanical troll was beaten and roared, but it never got closer.

The interstellar monks have a growing advantage, and it seems that they are getting closer and closer to victory.

The mechanical troll's tentacles were nearly half broken, like a tiger without claws, and it could only roar with its teeth and claws, but to no avail.

Is it finally going to succeed?

Countless eyes converged, full of anticipation!

And that's the end?

Feng Lin didn't see it that way, and a sense of vigilance sounded inexplicably.

It may not be without reason!

He walked the mythical path of the Monkey King, fusing the Daoxin gene and the spiritual gene in it, and his telepathy was the keenest, and he could sense the crisis in the underworld.

The mechanical troll rushed over on its own, did it really mean that it could storm the entire Great Wall on its own?

You must know that there are many marshals in the Great Wall, each of whom is a strong monk, who can walk freely in the universe with his physical body, and his life has evolved to a higher level, although he is a human being, he can also be said to be another creature.

This ghost race is also an intelligent race in the universe, so it is impossible not to think of it at all.

He felt more and more that something was wrong.

At this time, everyone who attacked the array saw that they had a huge advantage, and they couldn't hide the impatience on their faces, and someone had already rushed down the wall, wanting to get the merit of killing the trolls.

"It's not good to be greedy for merit!" Feng Lin's complexion changed greatly, and the sense of crisis in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he shouted.

Rumble!

But the next moment, the situation on the battlefield had changed dramatically.

The troll's thousand eyes suddenly burst into red light, flickering wildly, poof, puff, and the metal tentacles actually gathered together, blending with each other, getting thicker and bigger.

The soft tentacles gradually turned into hard metal pillars, like hands and feet, grabbing the wall, supporting its huge body, turning into a four-beast and six-legged giant and standing up, six legs outstretched, and the momentum rushed over, where was still the clumsy appearance of the half-point.

"What?" those people couldn't react, and under the impact of this giant, they were instantly smashed like ants, and became cosmic dust.

Boom Boom!

The mechanical giants ran up the walls, leaving terrifying footprints on them with each step, shaking and crushing.

Its tentacles retracted into its body, turning into a thick, hard metal shell, resisting the impact of the power of genes head-on, and constantly cracking, revealing shocking wounds.

However, the robots in its body are like cells that form the basic units, and they are constantly replenished, showing amazing resilience.

Between destruction and restoration, the mechanical giants rushed straight at them.

The hearts of many of the monks who attacked the array sank to the bottom.

Disaster is coming!