Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

"After talking for a long time, your conspiracy is finally exposed. So you are plotting against these old brothers under my command?" Red Bear became vigilant all of a sudden.

"I want to save their lives!"

The mountain dog stretched out his palm to his good brother who had shared life and death, and said earnestly, "Let all your people follow me, and all the infamy will be borne by me alone. I don't care what I do, but most of them, Have a chance to survive!"

"Daydreaming!"

The red bear grinned coldly, showing its thick and sharp canine teeth, and said decisively, "My brother and I, from the moment we embarked on the journey, were ready to die without a place to die. Just keep our promise!

"Everyone has his own ambition, mountain dog, if you want to go, I won't keep it, but you can't take half of the mandala fruit and half of the weapon - these things are all worked hard by the saintess and all the brothers. Those who work hard are the last hope of the Big Horn Legion!

"Leave the food, the sword and the armor, and take these cowardly fellows under your command, get out, and tell that cunning wolf king by the way, those in the Bighorn Legion like me 'Red Bear' would rather die than surrender." Hero, there are thousands of others, if he insists on bowing our heads, then let the horse come over and cut off our heads with his own hands!"

"you--"

The mountain dog was angry and narrowed his eyes, "You know I can't just leave like this, your brother is also my brother, I can't just watch so many brothers die!"

"Then stop talking nonsense!"

The red bear waved the mace again, blasting out a thunderous momentum.

But his roar was louder than ten thousand spherical lightnings exploding in the clouds at the same time, "Coyote, come on, chop off my head, trample over my chest, and then, do whatever you want! "

"Shua!"

Accompanied by the continuous spread of raging sound waves, a large amount of crimson liquid metal-like substances spewed out from the red bear's thick mane like iron brushes, and they quickly extended, spread, and wrapped around every piece of this burly man's body. The muscles like cannonballs finally shaped a battle fortress that seemed to be erected with dozens of cannons.

The facial features of the red bear are all covered by a mask as hard as iron.

Don't reveal any emotion.

He and his good brother in the past broke up, like an emotionless killing machine, slowly raised the "buzzing" mace like a siege cannon.

In the direction pointed by the "Siege Cannon", the mountain dog's facial features were crowded together, and the crystal tears in the corners of its eyes froze into sharp ice clusters. It also made a long roar, and pulled out layers of gorgeous flowers from its body. The totem armor turned into an extremely dangerous bloodthirsty beast that looked like it was cast in bronze.

The equally prestigious iron-blooded warriors in the two big horned legions completed the colonization of the totem armor one after another, and the intensity of the magnetic field of life suddenly increased tenfold, just like two flaming tornadoes, colliding fiercely together, blasting out a stormy sea The shock wave made everyone around them close their eyes subconsciously, and they still felt pain like needle pricks coming from their skin. Even the air they inhaled into their lungs seemed to have a strong smell of sulfur, which made their lungs feel like they were being pricked. To burn up.

"Why, what should I do?"

Even the elite of the White Bone Camp, who have experienced many battles and are stable in the face of danger, never imagined that one day they would face the deadly situation of fighting with each other.

The hard-core henchmen who followed behind the two iron-blooded warriors, Red Bear and Coyote, were all so nervous that their mouths were parched, and all their bodily fluids turned into extremely viscous cold sweat, leaking from their palms.

They really didn't know what they should do when the main generals of both sides really stabbed their swords into each other's chest.

Do you really want to raise swords and axes to comrades who fought side by side yesterday, saved each other's lives, and ate mandalas in a pot?

And Ye Zi waited until after the "Serial Explosions in Blackhorn City" before joining the Big Horn Army. Because of his desperate fight and outstanding performance, he was selected as a new soldier to enter the Bone Camp. He was even more at a loss and panicked.

Regardless of the red bear or the mountain dog, they are all heroes in their hearts. They are both strong men who can fight head-on with clan warriors wearing totem armor on the battlefield.

It is also the goal that arouses their enthusiasm and wants to imitate with their lives.

At a critical moment when illusions are happening frequently, the surrounding order is collapsing, and even the life and death of the ancient dream saint is unknown, these two iron-blooded warriors are the spiritual pillars of all the surviving elites of the Bone Battalion.

Now, the two giant pillars are going to kill each other!

They are the most numerous rookie fighters who have just joined the Big Horn Legion, how should they choose who to help and who not to help?

"Why, what should I do?"

"General Mountain Dog and General Red Bear seem to say that they all make sense. Which side should we stand on?"

"Could it be that we also want to kill each other, no, no, this is too, no..."

Ye Zi and her fellow robes stared at each other with big eyes, and in the depths of each other's trembling eyes, they all saw faces as pale as paper, sweating like rain, and twitching faces.

They were vigilant around their surroundings like frightened birds, as if their partners would become enemies at any time, and they stabbed themselves from behind.

Who knows, when many people fell into a drowsy sleep last night, they were all frightened by the picture of the zombie mouse god that appeared in their nightmares, and their spirits collapsed.

In the depths of the surrounding dense forest, one after another roars and screams added fuel to the tense atmosphere that exploded.

No one knows how many flesh-and-blood people who can stand and breathe will be left at the next moment, or even after the next blink of an eye.

"Reaper, Reaper, where are you!"

The Ratman boy had to hold the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, so as not to break the tip of the knife, crack the blade, and the light sword fell to the ground.

With a mournful face, he yelled weakly in his heart, "Please, show up quickly, I really can't hold on to such a big scene by myself!"

"Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but at the same time that Ye Zi was wailing in his mind.

Suddenly, there was a messy noise in his ear.

This noise is different from the chirping of insects in summer.

It's not like any sound that Ye Zi has ever heard, any sound that can be made in nature.

Ye Zi froze and shook her head vigorously, but the noise was still lingering.

And just when he stretched out his little finger and pulled out his ears vigorously, trying to get out the auditory hallucinations caused by too much fear from the depths of his brain.

Suddenly, the noise became clear.

"Beep, beep, beep, start the sound test now, one two three four five, five four three two one, Ye Zi, can you hear my voice clearly?"

Ye Zi's eyes widened, his muscles tensed up, and he almost jumped up.

Fortunately, an experienced veteran beside him saw that the situation was not good, held him down, pointed to the two iron-blooded warriors who were confronting not far away, and blamed him with his mouth: "Bastard, you Do not die?"

Ye Zi panted heavily, feeling sweat like rain, with all her strength seeping out from the 36,000 pores.

He couldn't even stand still, so he could only squat down slowly, put the broken knife across his knees, let go of his hands, and closed his ears.

The voice didn't seem to come from the outside world.

It doesn't make any difference whether you close your ears or not.

Instead, accompanied by a burst of tingling like ants crawling, it penetrated directly from the top of the head to the depths of the brain, becoming more and more clear.

"Yezi, I'm a reaper, please reply when you receive it, no, no, no need to speak, just concentrate, face southeast, try to imagine what I look like, and then silently say 'one two three four five, five four three two One' will do—know where southeast is?"

Growing up in the mountains and forests since childhood, the leaves are naturally clearly distinguished from east to west, north to south.

He looked around with some guilty conscience, and found that his companions were still trembling, including two iron-blooded warriors, who were still at war, as if no one could hear the reaper except himself. sound.

Such a thing is really incredible.

But it seems that it is not so unacceptable to happen to the supernatural Reaper.

Ye Zi took a deep breath and repeatedly told herself to be calm.

Since the Reaper didn't abandon him, there must be a way to turn the tide, and the Jedi will fight back, right?

"One, one two three four five, five four three two one."

Leaf faced the southeast direction, closed her eyes, and silently meditated on the appearance of the reaper in her mind, and said silently with all her heart.

There was silence on the other side for a while.

The noise in Ye Zi's mind fluctuates louder and smaller, gathers and disperses.

The tingling feeling on the top of the head is like ants crawling, and it spreads like circles of ripples, so itchy that the leaves can't help but want to scratch.

"Hold on, I'm trying different brain wave frequency bands to make our spiritual connection more stable... Now, has my voice become clearer?"

The voice of the Reaper came again.

Indeed, it is much clearer.

If we say that the sound just now is like coming from the depths of a winding cave, with dull echoes and noises, every word is glued together.

Now, as if two people were talking face to face, they could hear clearly.

Moreover, with the clarity of the voice, Ye Zi seemed to really see the smiling face of the reaper, appearing in front of her eyes.

This is by no means an illusion!

Because the leaves saw the reaper's lips move!

The frequency of the movement just matches his voice, but there is only a slight delay.

"Now say it again."

Seeing the Reaper's lips quivering, Leaf said, "One two three four five, five four three two one."

The young rat people obeyed.

This time even he felt that his "inner voice" became much clearer, and shot out like an invisible sharp arrow along the top of his head.

"Thank goodness!"

The reaper "in front of me" also let out a long sigh of relief, "It finally succeeded, fortunately there is you!"