Alienated Martial Arts

The war in the world on the ninth floor continues.

With the blessing of the bloody vortex, the giant spirit gods' blood-killing formation slowly gained the upper hand, gradually suppressing the Zerg army.

The initially overwhelming black insect tide gradually became thinner as time went by.

The balance of victory began to tilt.

Although it is still a brutal stalemate, if it continues like this, the Zerg Legion will eventually collapse at a certain point in time.

Mr. Lie is very busy now.

Facing the ever-changing battle situation, constantly collecting and analyzing intelligence, and constantly adjusting and improving combat plans, the whole person was extremely weak and exhausted.

It was also the first time for him to experience the hard work of commanding a large corps in combat, and the drain on his body and spirit far exceeded any previous erosion.

But even so, he did not dare to relax.

After all, this is a major matter related to one's wealth and life, and there is no room for carelessness or sloppiness.

What's more, he once lived in the Shura War Clan and lived in the endless sea of ​​blood for a long time, so he understands the ferocity and cruelty of these "giant gods".

He also knew clearly that once the Zerg army was completely defeated, without Zhenjun Wei, he might not even have anywhere to run, and being killed directly would be the worst outcome.

Fortunately, with his understanding of the creatures in the blood sea, his efforts finally bore fruit.

After paying a huge price and casualties, the Zerg army finally stabilized its position. Although it was still oppressed by the blood-killing formation and was at a disadvantage, it avoided the dangerous situation of overturning and collapse.

In the following period, the intensity of the war dropped significantly.

Although both sides continued to bleed, they did not turn the entire void into a huge black and red millstone, crushing and devouring huge amounts of life every moment, as they did at the beginning.

Compared with the frightened Mr. Lie, in this case, the Giant Spirit God Clan did not launch a general attack in one go.

Instead, they shrank their battle lines inward, and with the help of dark red clouds and blood-killing formations, they began to take a short rest and recovery, licking the losses caused by the previous fierce confrontation.

The four tribal leaders finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

Although they encountered a tough battle just after arriving, causing their subordinates to suffer considerable losses, as long as they could defeat these ugly bugs and successfully complete the subsequent mission objectives, they would receive rich rewards beyond imagination.

What's more important is that the Blood God Sacrifice has been completed.

Therefore, they don't have to worry too much now. They only need to wait for the giant spirit's will to come to this world, and basically they can solve all problems smoothly without suffering huge losses like before.

Deep in the bloody vortex.

A group of blood sea warriors moved quickly through it.

They were considered the clan's logistical support personnel. Although they did not need to go to the battlefield to fight life and death, the tasks they shouldered were not light at all. Ever since the erosion began, they had never had time to stop and recuperate.

That is to say, when you are on the road, you can spare some time to eat to maintain the basic needs of life.

Just after checking a key node, all the Djinn warriors were exhausted and almost exhausted to the limit.

As the captain, Demon Wing folded his wings and landed on a flat area.

"Start replenishing energy now. We will continue our journey in a quarter of an hour..."

Suddenly, a strong feeling of palpitations came over him, causing him to suddenly become silent.

The next moment, Demon Wing slowly raised his head, his face instantly turned pale, and his body suddenly tensed to the extreme.

Directly above his head, a pair of illusory eyes quietly appeared, looking down.

"What are you doing?"

At the same time, there was a gentle male voice that seemed to echo quietly in his heart.

Although it sounded gentle and peaceful, it made Demon Wing suddenly freeze in place, as if his whole body was frozen into an ice sculpture in an instant, and he did not dare to move.

"Who's talking!?"

Demon Wing turned around suddenly, but there was nothing around him.

Except for him and a group of companions, there was no trace of any other living beings.

"It seems that there are considerable differences in the blood whirlpools of different ethnic groups, but I haven't really studied them thoroughly and don't know what exactly caused this situation."

The voice sounded again, with some doubts, and seemed to be still immersed in deep thinking.

"But compared to the Blood Demon and Shura, your giant spirit clan is indeed more powerful, even more powerful than the two of them.

Especially the small lines imprinted in the whirlpool gave me unexpected inspiration and insights, which gave me a flash of inspiration and led me to a new path of cultivating warriors. "

"So, in order to thank you for your efforts, I will ask the newly born new generation warriors to give you a ride, so that you can return to the embrace of the giant spirits as soon as possible, which can also be regarded as avoiding this dark overtime life."

The man's voice sighed secretly, seeming to drift away until it disappeared.

Demon Wing's heart sank a little bit.

The next moment, he narrowed his eyes suddenly, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a strange flying insect was reflected inside.

Its body is dark red, its shape is ferocious, its transparent wings reflect an icy luster, and it looks like a miniature sculpture made of metal.

It is difficult for Demon Wing to describe his feeling at this time.

The flying insect in front of him was only the size of a fingertip, otherwise he would not have described it as a pocket-sized insect.

But facing such a little thing made him feel tremendous pressure.

It seems that there is terrifying lethality in his body, and it may burst out in the next moment, giving him a fatal blow that is difficult to resist and dodge.

Demon Wing stared at this strange flying insect.

It has annoying scarlet compound eyes.

The body surface seems to be covered with fine scales.

Where the soft flagella should have been, there were sharp spikes growing, shining with a cold light under the blood-colored vortex.

At first glance, it looks like a red bee.

But he was certain that this thing was definitely not a bee.

Whether it is the fine scales, the ferocious mouthparts, or the sharp spines, they are all very different from the real bee form.

Especially the oppressive aura emanating from its body has even surpassed that of ordinary giant warriors.

Uh-huh! ! !

Demon Wing reached out to catch it, but suddenly there was a flower in front of him.

The strange flying insect disappeared without any warning, and no matter how much he searched for it, there was no trace of it again.

But at the next moment, a scream suddenly sounded.

Then there was a series of screams.

It kept coming from behind him.

Demon Wing took a deep breath and slowly turned back.

At first glance, he had an expression of disbelief on his face.

The subordinates who were on guard as a team just now have turned into corpses.

There were also tiny flying insects burrowing in and out of the seven orifices, eating their flesh and blood visibly to the naked eye.

What the hell is this! ?

Are they the same species as the Zerg army below?

And the illusory eyes that just appeared.

And what does that emotionless male voice have to do with these things?

In addition, there is a more critical issue that Demon Wing cannot figure out no matter what.

That's how they got in.

After all, the bloody vortex is equivalent to the base camp where the tribe has invaded and descended. It is filled with the power of the blood sea and has a natural rejection and oppression of the Holy Spirits from other realms of heaven and earth. However, it is actually reversely invaded by these flying insects?

The thoughts in Demon Wing's mind were racing, and he wanted to pass on the intelligence information he knew to give other tribesmen an advance warning.

But with the appearance of ferocious flying insects one after another, piercing through the defensive barrier that he hastily covered on his body, and swarming into his body, even this idea was shattered and failed.

Time passed little by little.

Soon after, ripples appeared in the blood-colored space.

Wei Tao stepped out, looked down at the corpses that were about to be eaten clean, and fell into silent thought again.

After a moment, he slowly raised an arm and looked at the miniature figure in his palm.

"This slave is here to meet His Majesty."

She slowly retracted her transparent wings, knelt down and bowed respectfully.

“There are several adjustments to follow.”

Wei Tao thought slowly and said, "First, they are still too big, and there is still a big gap between them and the misty dust I imagined. Therefore, the size of the new Zerg warriors can be smaller, and their strength can be reduced if necessary. Make exchanges, which will be more conducive to concealment and hiding."

“Secondly, since they are disposable consumables, or to put it bluntly, they are cannon fodder, so they do not need to have a long life, they just need to maximize their use value within a limited time.

Finally, since we have embarked on the path of reducing strength and size, in order not to reduce too much combat effectiveness, we must give full play to the will of the swarm.

It would be best to use the Due Ming Sutra as a basis, refer to the impact of the Taixu Realm on the spirit, and then add the hallucinogenic ability of the Ten Evil Heads to create a new path of conquest and killing. "

"Your Majesty's will will be carried out most thoroughly. This is the only meaning of the existence of our people."

Wei Tao nodded, and with a flick of his finger, he sent her into the surging flesh and blood, "Go, use the most covert means and the shortest time to let your descendants reproduce here to their heart's content until the time of attack and defense." The moment comes when the tide turns around.”

Wei Tao once again disappeared into the void, looking at the core of the whirlpool in the distance. He felt as if a shadow appeared inexplicably, but it was vague and indistinct.

It was like there was something hidden in it, and it seemed to be far away. Even with his ability to detect and perceive, it was difficult to accurately capture the other party's traces.

After a dozen breaths, he slowly took a step forward, and the almost invisible figure disappeared silently, as if it had never appeared before.

Another period of time passed.

"Your Highness Lingying, the team that Demon Wing belongs to disappeared here and completely lost contact."

"I see."

As a delicate and soft voice sounded, a slender woman wearing a blood-colored robe stopped.

The top corner of her head shook slightly.

While listening to the reports from his subordinates, he carefully observed the surging area of ​​flesh and blood in front of him, and a look of doubt gradually appeared between his eyebrows.

Nothing seems to be wrong here.

But the more this happens, the more strange and strange it becomes for an entire team to disappear.

After all, although this is the edge area of ​​the bloody vortex, and the power of the blood sea is not as dense as the core, it can still exert great oppression and rejection on other foreign creatures.

If you take a step back and think about it, even if the opponent can withstand the pressure and stay here for a long time, the confrontation between the two different power systems will leave obvious traces in the bloody vortex.

Instead of being like now, it is difficult to find clues no matter how you probe.

Lingying thought silently for a moment and immediately decided to go and find out.

After all, she is a pure-blood noble of the Djinn lineage, and her strength is much higher than that of the patrolling soldiers under her command.

The enemy they can't deal with may not be her one-in-one enemy.

Therefore, as long as the enemy really sneaks in and allows her to find some clues, the opponent's life has entered the final countdown.

Lingying was on guard and on high alert.

Following a few personal guards, they soon entered the surging waves of blood.

Her speed is not too fast, she focuses on observing and sensing the surrounding environment, trying to find the traces left by other forces in the vortex.

Suddenly, a sound from the front startled her.

Lingying suddenly raised his head and saw that the guards who were opening the way in front of him had stopped. They all stood motionless, as if they had turned into lifeless statues.

However, at the next moment, something even more strange happened to her.

Several personal guards actually started fighting without any warning.

And as soon as he came up, he used all his strength, as if he had met a life-or-death enemy, attacking the vital points of his companions without reservation.

In an instant, blood splattered and bones and flesh flew everywhere.

Adding a bit of bloody color to the already dark red space.

"what is happening?"

"Why are my personal guards..."

Thoughts flashed through Lingying's mind, and he took another step forward.

At this moment, she suddenly discovered that everything around her suddenly changed.

A big wave suddenly exploded in front of him.

A monster as huge as a hill emerged from it, roaring and slamming down with its sharp claws.

Lingying's expression remained unchanged, but he tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.

Uh-huh! ! !

Suddenly a cold light flashed through.

Passing through the monster's body, it seemed to cut a large space in two.

The huge and ferocious body disintegrated into pieces and disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

"It's not an entity, is it just an illusion?"

Lingying frowned, and just as he was about to step forward to investigate carefully, his eyes suddenly became cold and condensed.

In front of her, a dense crowd of figures appeared at some point.

They were dressed in different clothes, holding various weapons in their hands, and approached step by step with dull expressions.

Lingying took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, recognizing the faces one by one.

After a moment, she suddenly discovered that they were all her former enemies.

Or to put it more accurately, these people were the souls of her former subordinates during the previous erosion of different realms of heaven and earth.

They pushed each other, crowded, and rushed up faster and faster.

"I can kill you once, and I can kill you a second time."

"And with my current level, even if your number is ten times greater, you will still be completely vulnerable to me."

Lingying slowly tightened his grip on the sword, but at the last moment he lowered his arm.

Even though murderous intent filled the sky in her heart, like a flame burning wantonly, she did not take action again, but allowed the crowd to surround her. She then tried hard to collect her thoughts and even slowly closed her eyes.

The presence of these people is unusual.

She was basically certain that she was affected by something similar to the illusion, and even the true soul was reversely eroded.

So what needs to be done most now is to find the source of these hallucinations, instead of swinging a sword and killing them in anger.

Uh-huh! ! !

The figure closest to him picked up a machete and chopped it down.

Lingying remained unmoved at all, still holding his breath and concentrating on feeling deeply.

Click!

But at the next moment, there seemed to be some broken sound.

Her eyes widened suddenly, and she felt unbearable pain at this moment.

It seemed as if this knife could actually cut into her body and wreak havoc inside, as if there were countless tiny insects burrowing and devouring her flesh.

Lingying's complexion changed drastically, and he burst out with strength regardless of the cost, trying to break this weird situation, and then turned around and escaped as quickly as possible.

But several efforts were of no avail.

He could only feel the pain in increasingly stronger hallucinations, watching helplessly as his body was being burnt to pieces, until he completely lost all ability to move.

Lingying's vision became blurred and his spirit became more and more trance-like.

Just before her consciousness was about to fall into the dark abyss, she seemed to see a man's figure appearing silently next to her.

"How do you feel now?"

He slowly squatted down and asked.

Lingying said with difficulty, "You are not an illusion. I have never seen you before..."

"Is this an illusion? It's a little different from the attack method I imagined."

Wei Tao looked into her eyes, "But time is short and it is already very difficult for them to do this. There is no need to be too demanding."

After a pause, he raised his hand and pointed to the center of the distant bloody vortex, "There, I can feel the vague and obscure aura, but I have never been able to figure out its origin, so I have never made any bigger moves.

As a noble of the Djinn lineage, can you tell me what hidden secrets are hidden behind the shadow in the center of this whirlpool? "

Lingying was silent for a moment, then suddenly struggled and laughed, "You are going to die soon. No matter how deep you hide, you will be found by the giant spirit. I will wait for you down there to see in what miserable way you will die."

"Is it actually a giant spirit coming?"

Wei Tao stood up straight, no longer looking at the cold corpse at his feet, but looked up towards the center of the vortex.

As he watched, the shadows seemed to gradually change.

Finally, a faintly visible vertical pupil was formed.

In the depths of the bloody space, the eyes of both parties met, and they quickly became entangled.