Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

"I, I will try my best."

Ye Zi nervously said, "So, what should I do now?"

"sleep."

Meng Chao said, "Use the breathing method I taught you to slowly relax your muscles and nerves, and enter a state of being half asleep, half awake, or in a trance.

"Then, just leave everything to us to handle!"

...

The confrontation between the two fiercest generals of the Big Horn Legion has reached its limit.

Regardless of the red bear or the mountain dog, they are unwilling to attack their comrades who were fighting side by side half a day ago.

Even though he summoned the totem armor, he filled the mace and the scimitar with psionic energy.

But they grit their teeth anyway, trying to control every muscle fiber and nerve ending in their body.

He only hoped that the other party would make concessions before the volcano in his body erupted completely.

But this is impossible.

And they cannot delay indefinitely.

The totem battle armor was originally a bloodthirsty weapon with spirituality, like a demon knife for harvesting souls. Once it was unsheathed, it would never withdraw the scabbard obediently without drinking enough blood.

And within the limbs and skeletons of the two iron-blooded warriors, the nearly boiling spiritual energy urgently needs a hearty killing to vent.

Otherwise, they would either spontaneously ignite their bodies and turn into strangely burning human-shaped torches, or go mad and turn into crazy warriors of origin.

Both are well aware of this.

In the depths of the fiery eyes hidden behind the cold mask, there is an indescribable desolation and despair.

The spiritual flames overflowing from the mace and the moon scimitar flowed everywhere like ignited fat, and were about to fuse together, triggering a hundred times more intense reaction.

The elite soldiers behind the two contracted their spines into a big bow stretched to the limit, and even the spinal nerves made a "squeak" sound as if the bowstring was fully stretched.

It seems that in the next second, either the bowstring breaks, or the sharp arrow leaves the string, and thousands of arrows pierce the heart.

Just when everyone's pupils shrank into needlepoints, the air heated up to the point of burning, and the ultra-high-speed friction between the magnetic field of life caused screams like howling ghosts and wolves echoed in the depths of the dense forest.

A soldier, with drunken and dancing steps, staggered towards the center of the invisible storm, where two iron-blooded warriors were confronting each other.

This is a very young soldier.

Young to the point of immaturity.

A few fluffs have not yet grown on the thin lips, and the big eyes are still shining with the unique light of a teenager. Even though the whole body is covered with mud and blood stains, it can't hide the vitality and elasticity of the skin. A child who has not yet been squeezed dry by a cruel fate.

However, it was such a child who was incompatible with the tense atmosphere, but under the increasingly surprised gaze of everyone, he staggered forward, and did not stop until he was within ten steps of the red bear and the mountain dog.

"How can it be?"

"Here, what's going on with this kid?"

All the elite fighters looked with protruding eyes.

Especially the veterans who have fought with the red bear and the mountain dog for many years.

They all know how terrifying the red bear and mountain dog equipped with totem armor are.

The intense killing intent emanating from the two iron-blooded warriors and the magma-like spiritual magnetic force field are constantly rubbing and colliding, stirring up circles of spiritual ripples visible to the naked eye, forming a suffocating coercion.

It was like a confrontation between two bloodthirsty tyrannosaurs.

It's definitely not that little mice like them can easily insert them.

Even the soldiers who usually stay close to the red bear and the coyote at this moment can only stand ten steps away from them.

How could this unattractive little guy withstand the pressure of tearing his skin, collapsing his chest, and locking his heart, and walked here step by step?

Even Red Bear and Coyote noticed this too young soldier.

And "see" the ripples of spiritual energy rippling all over his body, like crystal buds slowly blooming.

The eyebrows of the two iron-blooded warriors raised high at the same time.

"……leaf?"

They all had a deep impression on this young man with an immature face like a child, but he was brave enough to die on the battlefield.

But no matter how good the young man's performance is on weekdays, it can't explain his extremely weird behavior at the moment, let alone why four bright eyes like fireworks burst out from the depths of his eyes, making the red bear and the mountain dog subconsciously In addition to being vigilant, there was a sense of familiarity and kindness.

However, before they could find out, Ye Zi twitched crazily.

His limbs danced wildly uncontrollably, like the high-ranking priests of the Great Horn Legion, who had received mysterious and complicated revelations from the ancient dream saintess.

His facial expression became more and more relaxed, showing a strange tranquility.

His eyes are both clear and empty, like two springs that are constantly gushing out light, and like two caves that can absorb all the souls of everyone around them.

His lips kept trembling, as if he was rushing to tell everyone a big secret at a hundred times faster speed.

But no matter how hard the red bear, mountain dog and all the elite soldiers pricked up their ears, they couldn't hear even the slightest sound.

They just feel.

the top of his head.

It was extremely numb, and itching was unbearable.

It was as if a mysterious and mysterious electric current descended from the sky, followed the cracks in the skulls, and penetrated into the depths of their brains.

Red Bear and Coyote blinked desperately.

With the enhancement of the totem armor, they can see a hundred times more information than ordinary soldiers.

Including the bright flames that bloomed from Ye Zi's eyes, which gradually expanded into a dazzling ball of light, and circles of extremely gorgeous light ripples spread around.

Wherever the ripples went, the brains of all the soldiers seemed to be ignited, and their mouths, noses, eyes and ears were all immersed in the furry light cluster.

When the vision of the red bear and the coyote is covered by a milky white light curtain, they can't see the surrounding world clearly, and the light curtain gradually dissipates like an ebbing tide.

They were extremely surprised to find that the leaves in front of them had completely changed their appearance.

Big deformed horns, swollen and festered skin, pus-drenched tumors, and black bones exposed in incomplete limbs.

A moment ago, he was still a young mouseman in his prime, but under the eyes of everyone, he turned into a zombie mouse god!

"This is--"

Not only the red bear and mountain dog, but everyone had the same illusion, and they were all stunned.

Since last night, countless people have seen the terrifying and disgusting appearance of the Zombie Rat God in their nightmares.

That's why order collapsed and people panicked.

And this is the first time, in broad daylight, in front of everyone's eyes, there is an extremely clear, extremely real image of the Zombie Rat God that seems to be within reach.

Deep in the hollow eye sockets of the Zombie Mouse God, inside the shriveled eyeballs that had been eaten away by insects, there were only dots of light still struggling, like a barely burning candle in a storm, which would be extinguished at any time.

In the eyes of everyone, they felt that the last hope of the Big Horn Legion was like the glint in the eyes of the zombie mouse god, dying and extremely slim.

"Look, did you see it, Red Bear, this is the clearest revelation given to us by the Horned Rat God!"

The mountain dog was the first to react, pointing at the phantom of the horned mouse god, and screamed, "This is the end, don't you want to go on pointlessly and want all the brothers to be buried together?"

The red bear looked pale as if struck by lightning.

Under the totem armor, the mane, which was still tense just now, was all soaked in sweat, and the strands drooped feebly.

If it wasn't covered by the mask, his eyeballs would almost jump out of their sockets, and his pupils would jump out of his eyeballs. He didn't want to believe what he saw.

His lips trembled for a long time, but he couldn't utter half a sonorous syllable. He could only express an expression that was uglier than crying. Even through a thick layer of liquid metal-like substance, he could clearly feel his exhaustion. , depression and despair.

Behind the red bear, the warriors of the Rat People who would rather die than surrender also had the same lost expression as him.

The phantom of the Zombie Rat God came to everyone on a large scale, completely defeating their will to resist.

As for the vast majority of the periphery, they were not originally subordinate to the red bears or mountain dogs, but were just elite soldiers gathered by them last night.

Even more at a loss, I don't know what the significance of everything that was once vigorous.

However, at the critical moment when the Red Bear's spiritual defense was about to collapse completely.

From the depths of the illusion of the Zombie Rat God, an extremely dazzling golden beam suddenly burst out.

No, not one, but two, three, ten, one hundred, tens of thousands!

It was as if, within the body of the Zombie Rat God, a small sun with a temperature of tens of thousands of degrees rose slowly, swaying its light and heat to its heart's content, burning the darkest moment that shrouded everyone's eyes, and washing away All the ugliness in the world.

Ten thousand rays of sunshine are like ten thousand golden swords, deeply inserted into the brains of every elite soldier.

It made them feel that their brains were washed by the flames in the severe pain, and they felt refreshed.

Even the ferocious and ugly Zombie Rat God was wrapped in the golden flames that drilled out of his body. All pustules, tumors, puppets, maggots, and dirt were all swallowed up by the golden flames, and turned into a towering sky, illuminating everything. golden torch.

And when the golden flame finally condensed into golden magma, and the golden magma gradually solidified into a pair of shining golden armor, which was incomparably gorgeous.

Only then did the red bear, mountain dog and all the elite soldiers discover with horror that the original deformed, ugly, and disgusting illusion of the zombie rat god had long since disappeared.

Instead, the ancient dream saint who broke out of the cocoon from the body of the zombie mouse god and was tested by the golden flames, was reborn from the ashes. She is as majestic, sacred, inviolable, and invincible as a statue of a golden Valkyrie!