Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Plus those fragmented pictures in the memory of the previous life.

Meng Chao had seen no fewer than two-digit origin warriors.

No matter what their deformity and mutation look like.

It doesn't matter whether it's half-human, half-animal, a three-headed and six-armed stitch monster, a tumor that looks like it's glued together, or even a super-giant mold.

In short, they all look like some kind of "creature".

However, this original warrior with scarlet light blooming in the depths of the jungle has evolved his appearance into some kind of nested geometry.

It is like the crystal clusters deep in the underground spiritual veins, possessing life and the ability to devour each other, superimposing each other.

And inside the translucent crystal, it seems to be stuffed with gear-like devices.

Dozens of gears of different sizes meshed precisely in a way that even Meng Chao could not understand, turning in different directions.

They were supposed to be locked to each other, but they turned around freely, and from the core in the center of the gears, an incomparably powerful spiritual energy surged out.

The psionic energy that seems to come from nothingness flows around its body along the thin optical cables like blood vessels and nerves inside the crystal, making the appearance of the original warrior bloom with colorful and incomparably magnificent light.

Under the shroud of magnificent light, it constantly changed its shape, growing seven or eight thin, long, extremely sharp crystal spikes on its body surface.

However, cold weapons such as knives, guns, halberds, axes, hooks and forks were not re-condensed.

These crystal spikes either penetrated deeply into the ground or pierced through the surrounding mandala trees, just like the support pillars of the siege cannon, and their purpose was to firmly fix it in place.

But in the direction of Meng Chao, two unusually long crystal pillars with a hexagonal cross-section protruded from its surface, aligned up and down like the horns of an insect.

Between the two crystal pillars, there are thousands of colorful arcs winding and shining.

The electric arc crackled and condensed into fist-sized spherical lightning at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A total of nine spherical lightnings, like nine stars in a row, were arranged in a straight line towards Meng Chao.

Inside each spherical lightning, there are countless smaller light spots and spots, constantly shining, colliding, merging, and splitting, as if each spherical lightning contains a small new world.

It was these spherical lightnings that irritated Meng Chao's nasal mucosa, as if he could smell the death breath that destroyed everything when the doomsday flames descended from the sky again.

"how--"

Meng Chao's mind went blank.

There was no time to think about why this original warrior would "evolve" into such an incredible appearance.

Before the cerebral cortex and nerve center are shrouded in the breath of death, no reasonable conclusion has been drawn.

Every cluster of nerve endings and every strand of muscle fiber in the body responds instinctively.

Not to run away.

His legs were entangled in the metal tentacles emanating from the first Primordial Warrior.

Even if he used force to tear off all the metal tentacles and completely trample the first origin warrior into mud, it would definitely take three to five seconds to waste.

Meng Chao knew that he didn't have three or five seconds.

After a second or two at most, the "Nine Stars Lianzhu" of the second origin warrior will slap his nose on the back of his head!

In the blink of an eye, his legs seemed to have turned into two huge springs. When his ankles were locked by the enemy, he would fall backwards with only the force of his toes, minimizing the possibility of being attacked. area.

At the same time, the spiritual magnetic force field expanded to the limit, forming a shadowless and invisible spiritual shield in front of him, but it was enough to deflect the trajectory of most physical weapons and interfere with the direction of most energy weapons.

While frantically pouring psionic energy into the two flaming chain blades, he crossed the "Skull Crusher" across his chest to form a second line of defense.

Almost at the moment when the two chain blades had just formed a cross, before the magma had time to spew out.

The plasma torrent composed of nine spherical lightnings silently swallowed a distance of hundreds of meters, piercing through Meng Chao's totem armor and flesh and blood.

Meng Chao only felt that he was being tightly grasped by a huge palm formed by lightning, and it was like dough on a chopping board being kneaded repeatedly by the other party.

Neither the spiritual shield nor the totem armor had any defensive effect. Every bone in his body was entwined with crackling electric arcs, and the plasma seemed to replace the bone marrow, spewing out from the broken bone wound.

No, maybe the psychic shield and totem armor have helped him offset 90% of the attacks.

Otherwise, he would have turned into a huge lump of humanoid lightning long ago!

Meng Chao's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

There were lines around the eyes that could not tell whether it was blood vessels or lightning, and the whole face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying.

Every one of his teeth was crackling, as if they were about to shoot out of the gums like bullets.

There are 36,000 pores in the whole body, and a large number of blood beads that have been electrocuted into dark purple seep out!

"How can it be!

"This guy's body should be just an ordinary rat warrior, and these totem armor fragments shouldn't be such advanced weapons!

"Why, it can actually display such an attack comparable to an electromagnetic gun!"

Under the strong stimulation of thousands of electric arcs, Meng Chao's brain cells were operating at their limit at a speed ten times higher than normal.

He endured the nerve-scratching pain from the pulp of his teeth, clenched his teeth, and continuously condensed the spiritual magnetic force field, fine-tuning the shape and angle of the spiritual energy shield, trying to deflect the opponent's attack trajectory, and let the mighty plasma torrent , Wiping from his chest and in front of him.

In this way, he neutralized about 70% of the destructive energy.

But even if there were 30% left, he was still firmly stuck, unable to move or breathe.

The shadow of death is as clear as the branches of a mandala tree that dance wildly like the limbs of a demon, slightly illuminated by the morning sun.

Meng Chao grinned, spitting blood and laughing miserably.

Of course he knew that the journey to reversing the future was extremely dangerous, and he might die at any time without a place to bury him.

He was also prepared to lose everything if he made an inadvertent move in Turanze.

But he originally thought that even if he really faced the risk of a narrow escape.

He also had to wait until he and the "Jackal" Kanus, who was the most powerful person in his previous life, faced each other with swords, and the blood spattered three feet.

Unexpectedly, an ordinary samurai of origin can blast out effects beyond the times, similar to electromagnetic guns and laser cannons.

"No……

"There must be something wrong!

"Original warriors can't be this strong!

"If an ordinary Ratman warrior, with the fragments of the totem battle armor patched together, plus a little bit of madness, it can blast out the effect of destroying the world.

"Then the Turan civilization was 1,800 years earlier, and it was time to conquer the Land of Holy Light and even the entire alien world!

"How could it be possible to be suppressed by the Holy Light Clan for ten thousand years, and could only curl up in the southeast corner of the edge of the alien world!"

Such doubts and beliefs grew wildly on Meng Chao's cerebral cortex like shining crystal clusters.

Condensed into an indestructible crystal barrier, helping him resist the attack of the plasma torrent on the spiritual defense line.

It also made him muster up the courage to squeeze out the last ray of spiritual energy in the depths of the cells. Under the indiscriminate bombardment of the ball lightning, he still struggled to support and stood firm.

I don't know how long it has been.

Meng Chao suddenly felt his whole body relax, and the pressure disappeared.

Although on the cracked skin, there is still the pain of the electric arc, which is as fine as insects.

The plasma that wrapped around his body just now, almost tearing apart the totem armor, disappeared without a trace.

Meng Chao lowered his head and looked at his feet.

The metal tentacles entwining its limbs and its body—the remains of the three-headed and six-armed original warrior had been completely burned by the plasma, not even a single cell remained.

In the depths of the dense forest, the body of the second origin warrior who evolved into a "crystal cluster" was also ignited with extremely pale and raging flames.

That paleness cannot be described with pen and ink.

Even if Dragon City's most advanced smelting equipment can produce thousands of degrees of high temperature, enough to melt the flames of super-strong alloys, it is not in vain to the extent of...depriving all information.

The daytime fireworks that danced strangely seemed to burn a hole in the surrounding space, sucking all the colors into the hole, making it unclear whether it was "white" or "black" or "black". A white hole or a black hole.

Meng Chao suddenly realized that he had seen similar flames somewhere.

It is in the last days.

What fell from the sky and destroyed Dragon City, and also destroyed the hope of the earth's civilization continuing in another world, was this kind of flame that seemed to be able to burn all information.

"What the hell is... what?"

Meng Chao was terrified and muttered to himself.