Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

"We must find the ancient dream saint as soon as possible!"

Meng Chao was very anxious.

He reckoned that Gu Meng's confidant guards must have protected her all the way to the outside line, trying to find an army that still maintained order, and slowly wait until dawn before regrouping.

But they couldn't find it.

Judging from the screams of wild beasts devouring each other from all directions, the dozens of camps guarding the highest command center have completely turned into a pot of hot porridge with poison added.

No matter where she fled, what the Saintess of Ancient Dream would face would be crazy soldiers and assassins remotely controlled by "Jackal" Kanus.

The four origin warriors have already tasted the sweetness of blood.

It is impossible to give up killing until the head of the ancient dream saint is cut off, or the last cell of oneself is burned.

"But, in which direction did the Saintess of Ancient Dream go?"

Meng Chao frowned deeply, his eyes were shining brightly, scanning the fork in front of him, the messy footprints soaked in blood.

This is a fork in the road.

The left side of the fork road leads to a dense forest, the right side of the fork road is a swamp, and the front is a mountain with many mountains.

It stands to reason that the probability of the ancient dream saintess and her party fleeing into the depths of the forest is relatively high.

But they may also do the opposite and hide in the depths of dense forests or swamps.

Anyway, Meng Chao found a lot of footprints, hair and blood on the three forked roads.

The bloodstains are quite fresh, and there is still a fresh temperature left. It should have flowed out of the body not long ago, and has not yet solidified.

It seems that the ancient dream saint's troops seem to be divided into three groups, using two groups of suspicious soldiers to confuse the four assassins.

By the way, it also disturbed Meng Chao's judgment.

You only get one chance.

Meng Chao believed that the four vicious origin warriors would not waste too much time on the suspects.

If you make a wrong choice, it is very likely that the one who catches up in the end is the cavity of the ancient dream saint who lost her head and sprayed blood.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Chao forced himself to calm down.

The index finger and thumb, which contain spiritual energy, rubbed the center of the eyebrows and temples again, thinking about how to scan more, the remaining clues of the ancient dream saint.

Faintly, he seemed to hear a sobbing sound that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

With a heartbeat, Meng Chao closed his eyes and gently stroked his cerebral cortex with a spiritual magnetic force field of a specific frequency, and soon entered a trance, half asleep and half awake state.

In a state of shallow sleep, half asleep, half awake, he once again saw the intricate and colorful spiritual energy ripples floating in the void, simulating the brain waves of carbon-based intelligent life, constantly rippling and spreading with.

One of the "brain waves" that looked like a stamen and a rainbow gave him a feeling of deja vu.

He subconsciously separated a ray of his own brainwaves from between his brows, and gently entangled them.

When the two beams of "brain waves" are entangled like the tentacles of two transparent creatures, there is only a "boom", and above the horizon, it is like a kaleidoscope exploding, blasting out extremely bright, mottled, chaotic and terrifying screen.

Meng Chao obviously closed his eyes.

The world in front of him is clearly visible.

And standing between the heavens and the earth, unscrupulously exuding the most evil and dark aura, is the "zombie mouse god" covered with pustules and tumors, which has long died and is rotting, but still wriggling and convulsing.

It is waving its deformed and twisted limbs, and it is slowly dancing an ugly dance of the demon.

And in front of it, under the ravages of the poisonous gas sprayed by the zombie mouse god due to rotting, there is still a lonely, trembling little girl curled up.

It was the ancient dream saint who encountered the plague in the whole village when she was a child!

She seemed to be completely overwhelmed by the ferocious and terrifying appearance of the zombie mouse god.

Apart from trembling and being slaughtered by others, he couldn't make any gesture of resistance.

Meng Chao's thoughts turned and he realized instantly.

This is hallucination.

But not his hallucinations.

It is an illusion that is being staged deep in the brain of the ancient dream saint.

For some unknown reason, the brain of the Saintess of Ancient Dream seemed to be out of control.

Like an overturned stove, flames and fuel flowed out, burning the entire "brain palace", and continuously spraying the most intense light and heat towards the world outside the brain domain.

And Meng Chao's brain, and the brain of the Saintess of Ancient Dream, had just been deeply connected through a series of thrilling nightmares, exchanged a lot of data with each other, and naturally remembered each other's brain wave characteristics.

When the two still maintain vigorous brains, and the distance is close enough, and the ancient dream saint, for some reason, opened all the brain ports, and desperately sprayed brain waves to the outside world like releasing fireworks.

Naturally, Meng Chao was able to search and connect to her brain, and partly shared the five senses of the ancient dream saint.

That is by no means a wonderful taste.

"hiss!"

Even a tough guy like Meng Chao, who shared the pain in the depths of the ancient dream saint's brain, as if the red-hot steel rod was violently stirring the brain, couldn't help but gasp.

The situation of the ancient dream saintess is so bad that it cannot be worse.

It seemed that she had just uprooted something dormant in the depths of her brain and expelled it from her brain.

It was like performing a simple and crude operation, digging out part of the decayed brain tissue, chopping it up, and extracting it from the nasal cavity.

This is probably the reason why she was not completely controlled by "Jackal" Kanus, or was directly detonated by the latter by remote control, blowing up her entire head.

But breaking free from control comes at a price.

The price was the left brain of the ancient dream saint, as if someone had poured a ladle of magma into it, while the right brain was completely frozen by liquid nitrogen.

She lost the ability to move and even think.

She can only be like a high paraplegic patient on the verge of death, being carried by the last few elites who died loyal to her, fleeing deep in the mountains and forests

In such a state of embarrassment, it is natural that he cannot escape the pursuit of the four origin warriors.

Meng Chao endured the intense pain in the depths of his brain, which was half frost and half sea of ​​fire, trying to extract more effective information from the messy brain waves of the ancient dream saint.

As more and more powerful psychic frenzy poured into his cerebral cortex, under the overload of hundreds of millions of brain cells, he finally managed to comprehend everything that the ancient dream saintess saw and heard in a trance. piece it together.

He saw that the four original warriors looked like four-headed tree demons with claws and claws. The liquid metal substance turned into dozens of vines wrapped in thorns, and instantly inserted into the bodies of seven or eight elite bones who were still awake and loyal to the ancient dream saint. , Nail these people firmly between the branches deep in the forest.

He heard the sound of "chiliuchiliu, chiliuchiliu", it seemed that the deformed and distorted totem armor on the four original warriors was really some kind of hungry creature, because the body's flesh and blood had been consumed by the explosion that exceeded the limit just now In order to maintain the cell activity of the entire biochemical killing machine, he had to devour the flesh and blood of these elite bones.

He saw that seven or eight elites of the White Bone Battalion were sucked into skinny living corpses in just a few seconds, and then, only listening to the sound of "click, click, click", even the bones of the whole body were corroded and melted , inhaled into the liquid metal-like substance, and turned into fuel for the totem armor to continue chasing and killing.

The original samurai who "eat and drink enough" became more and more ferocious.

Seems to have abandoned the human form entirely in a self-defeating manner.

Transform into four monsters that only appear in nightmares of hell beasts.

Dozens of characteristics of ferocious beasts condensed from liquid metal-like substances are presented one by one on their ever-changing bodies.

They brandished the tusks of ligers, the sharp claws of jackals, the sharp beaks of hawks and the big horns of bulls, making a "hissing" sound like poisonous snakes spitting out letters, and rushed towards the last guardian of the ancient dream saint. .

And behind them, on the mountain forest, because of the collapse of the stone forest and the deflagration of dust, the temperature and air pressure in a small area changed sharply, and a series of whirlwinds like dragons opened their teeth and claws, tearing the dark clouds entrenched in the air to pieces.

After hiding behind dark clouds all night, the huge red moon finally revealed itself.

It was near dawn.

The red moon is about to end.

Appears dying, lifeless.

Only at the lower left of the red moon, a black spot that should be a giant crater is particularly obvious.

It's like a heart pierced by an invisible sharp blade, the heart of a god and demon.

"This is it!"

But Meng Chao waved his fist excitedly, and made a rolling thunder sound.

By sharing the vision of the ancient dream saintess, he already knew that the other party chose the middle path and fled into the vast forest.

And by analyzing the red moon seen by the ancient dream saint, he can lock the relative height and orientation of the ancient dream saint at this moment.

As long as he can see the same red moon with his own eyes.

He will be able to find the ancient dream saint!