Monster Synthesis Master

The bombing chicken felt abnormal in his body, and took all the time to tell his current state.

"I feel like there are countless worms crawling in my body, absorbing nutrients from my body..."

"Looks like something is rushing out..."

The bombing chicken sternum clicked, the entire sternum burst outward, and the white ribs mixed with blood spurted out, like some kind of flesh-and-blood mechanism.

A goblin head covered in blood emerged from the sternum, with a wicked smile on its face.

The bombing chicken fell down immediately and lost his intuition.

This scene was caught in the eyes of Leng Feng. The information provided by the bombing chicken before his death was extremely important. Sartre had the power to occupy the human body and resurrect it, which hindered the player's actions.

And according to the description of the bombing chicken just now, he should have been infected by a parasitic infection while fighting Sartre.

It's just that Leng Feng still doesn't understand whether the parasite was buried by the opponent during the melee combat, or because of the blood.

But no matter what it is, it proves that Satyr is a very dangerous creature.

Leng Feng urgently contacted the nearby players and said, "You guys rush to the marked location now, the bomber chicken was attacked by Sartre! Remember, don't get close to the bomber chicken's body when you arrive at the scene, and pay attention to the parasites in his burst chest!"

The bombing chicken was acting with the players of the Moon Shadow Council, so after learning that "Big Wet Brother" was killed by Satyr's attack, the surrounding players came to the scene one after another according to the coordinates sent by Leng Feng, and then they saw terrifying and terrifying sights. one scene.

The bombing chicken fell to the ground, his hands were stiff in the air, his fingers were kept in a forceful posture, and his facial expression was extremely hideous.

What's even more terrifying is the chest, which completely burst from the inside, the ribs are broken and turned out, and the bones of Sen Bai are like the standing dragon's spine on the blade star.

In the center of the exploding chest, is the head and neck of a twisted monster, whose head is drooping and has died.

The whole scene is like a flower in full bloom with bones and a new terrifying creature bred in it.

Even though the players have seen too many big scenes, such a strange and terrifying picture in front of them still makes everyone stand upright and sweat.

"Commander, big wet brother is dead, that monster seems to be dead too..."

The players of the Moon Shadow Council obeyed Leng Feng's orders and did not come into contact with them. However, from their observations and the control of the psychedelic vines, the monster parasitic on Big Wet Brother's chest was already dead, and it was even possible to see from the cracked chest. to struggling outstretched limbs.

I just don't know why, but I lost my breath halfway through the struggle.

"Be careful, the withered plants all over the city are actually satyrs. This is their unique camouflage. You can't even feel the breath of life in the state of plants. When fighting against satyrs, remember not to engage in melee combat, don't be bound by the opponent, and even more so. Don't get contaminated with purple blood, or you may be parasitized."

Leng Feng sent the message to all players, and then calmly commanded: "Now, everyone in the city is starting to concentrate, don't do anything to Sartre, pretend not to know. If the enemy takes the initiative to attack, everyone will retreat while fighting, heading towards the designated target location. concentrated."

With the issuance of Leng Feng's order, 10,000 players on the ground began to act.

Leng Feng sat on the ring in the rest area of ​​the Mechanical Fortress, under great pressure, sweat dripped from his forehead and rolled down his cheeks.

Whether in reality or in games, this is the first time he has commanded a war of ten thousand people.

Now the enemy is right under his nose and must be carefully deployed, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

"Is the second landing force assembled yet?"

Chasing Feng nodded and said: "It's ready, everyone is waiting, and you can fight at any time."

"Order the second landing force to get ready and communicate the landing signal of the transport ship. In addition, you can arrange a group of unmanned raiders on standby, waiting for my order at any time."

The news on the ground was gathered in front of Leng Feng, and he needed to analyze the massive data and intelligence, and then find the optimal solution in that war.

The player's large-scale actions still aroused Sartre's suspicion.

The group of creatures landed by parachuting and did not arrange for any aircraft to land.

This makes the satyrs who have been breeding in Rune for more than ten years and have dominated the entire planet very unhappy.

What they are waiting for now is a chance for a parasitic host to leave the planet with an aircraft and spread its branches. But the enemy is very cautious, and no aircraft has landed. For them, the current situation is that they are anxiously scratching their heads, but they cannot expose themselves and arouse the vigilance and attention of the other party.

As a parasitic breed, the Sartre has always been known for its cunning.

It has never been their purpose to occupy individuals, parasitic hosts, and to spread satyrs to various planets, this is their purpose.

Once the satyrs occupy a planet, the resources on the planet will soon be eaten up by them.

If the ethnic group wants to develop, it must expand externally!

Satyr is both a parasite and a patient hunter.

If you want to grab greater benefits, the current situation must be held back.

The transfer of the players went smoothly without encountering any resistance from the enemy.

Instead of letting players relax their vigilance, this keeps them more alert.

The monsters that live on parasites don't even attack when they see people, and they all keep silent in tacit agreement. Are they not interested in players? No, they are just for the greater good.

Leng Feng frowned deeper, and said in the command system: "I think everyone has seen it. All the satyrs in the city did not attack. We should realize that this is a race with extremely unified and strict organization and actions. This is a terrible race!"

"After the gathering is completed, first set up trenches and defense lines, and then clear the internal satyrs as soon as possible. Once the enemy starts to counterattack, you can just strangle the satyrs inside the gathering, and leave the rest to me."

Leng Feng turned his head to Chasing Feng and said: "The drone formation and the second landing force are ready. Once the enemy launches a counterattack, they will immediately bombard the outer part of the player's defense line in the city, frustrate the movement of Sartre's attack, and cover the landing of the second landing force. A larger-scale counter-encirclement and suppression campaign!"

"Since they choose to stay put, then I will force them to do it!"

Leng Feng's words were firm, and he said decisively.

The matter is really as Leng Feng deduced. When the players cleared the Sartre inside the gathering place, the outside Sartre couldn't bear it any longer, and attacked the battlefield one after another.

Unmanned raiders swooped down the city in formation and bombed the attacking Sartre. The steel firepower net created a "vacuum zone" between the player and the attacking Sartre.

Just when Sartre was in a dilemma, the second landing force dropped directly outside the city, forming a front and back attack on Sartre.

Although he tried his best to avoid it, it was unavoidable to have close contact with Satyr in battle.

With a lot of case evidence, Leng Feng finally figured out Sartre's parasitic method.

After using the close-up, Sartre has a mouthpart similar to a syringe, piercing the player's body and burying the parasitic egg.

These parasitic eggs proliferate very fast, and they will absorb the player's health and energy at a speed visible to the naked eye, while growing themselves, basically giving birth to new satyrs within a minute.

Originally, this was a terrifying way of parasitic reproduction, but when encountering players, it could only be said that Sartre was unlucky.

After the player dies, the nutrients in the body are lost. The parasitic satyr has no follow-up supply, cannot obtain follow-up business, and cannot be completely parasitized. It has to be stuck in the player's body and die together with the player.

The player's corpse will turn into white light and disappear after ten minutes, and even the parasitic Sartre will be invisible.

Sartre has never encountered such a difficult racial opponent. After death, new Sartre cannot be bred, and the population will only be less and less.

At the same time, players can be reborn again. Players who die on the periphery will be resurrected in the temporary camp built inside. In disguise, it is equivalent to performing a position transfer and re-distributing firepower to the inner and outer periphery.

The Sartre in the city could no longer withstand the firepower, and chose to rescue the outside world. The Sartre from further away rushed in and counter-encircled the players outside the city.

Leng Feng's hand cards are also played one by one, sending drones to assist in the bombing, and sending new players to airborne to counter the siege.

"Yes, that's it, revealing the positions of all the satyrs bit by bit."

While Leng Feng was looking at the tactical map, there were dozens of pairs of eyes staring at the same tactical board in other parts of the mechanical fortress.

Graves suddenly realized: "No wonder the president insisted on arranging the aliens to be solely responsible for this attack. The unique resurrection mechanism of the aliens completely restrained Sartre's parasitic characteristics. Moreover, Leng Feng's command was properly advanced and retreated. Taking advantage of the characteristics of alien resurrection, the pressure from the outside to the inside becomes from the inside to the outside, constantly consuming the number of enemies."

Graves looked excited, fists clenched.

Looking at the current good situation, the recovery of the homeland is close at hand.

Link added: "Leng Feng's tactics have another meaning. By dispatching in batches, Sartre in other places will be exposed. You must know that the enemy's support will not only bring pressure, but also expose The location and size of the enemy."

Link continued Leng Feng's train of thought: "Look at these places, the number of satyrs is much higher than in urban areas. If you understand the deployment of troops and population distribution, you can quickly draw a conclusion that these satyrs gathered The density distribution of the earth is guarding something. But soon, this thing will appear in front of us..."

Link drew several circles on the tactical board, and the overlapping intersections formed by the circles were marked in red.

Not surprisingly, this place must be an important location for Sartre.

The same tactical board, Leng Feng also drew circles on the map, and finally all the circles formed the same overlap.

"This place must be a very important place for the enemy."

"According to the distribution of Sartre, it is definitely defending something. The details cannot be seen from the Sky Eye satellite. We need more detailed information and intelligence."

Leng Feng turned his head and said to the deputy commander Chasing Feng, "Arrange a few intelligence teams to land secretly. I need a vision to uncover what is hidden here!"

Leng Feng ruthlessly clicked the tactical board.

The so-called reconnaissance team of players is a special team composed of transforming druids, controlling west druids, stalkers, assassins, hunters, mutants with flashing and teleportation abilities, mages, and mysterious departments that can arrange illusions.

This team is characterized by its ability to deal with a variety of complex conditions and its individual expertise in infiltration and intelligence acquisition.

This is a perfect configuration for players to constantly summarize and discuss in the next instance and task.

After the wind chased the order, he immediately arranged for the organization.

If you want to sneak in silently, you must land silently. This requires the cooperation of the Magic Academy and Helen.

By applying various elimination magic and some special technologies to the fighters, players can sneak in at ultra-low altitudes.

Several special infiltration teams landed smoothly, and then brought specific information about the mysterious area.

This is the entrance to the underground palace covered with plants, so it was not found in the Sky Eye satellite reconnaissance.

Inside the underground palace, it is complex and huge.

Druids use beast control to control psychedelic vines and small creatures to enter the underground palace. There is a huge living area in the outer part of the underground palace, and there are restrictions left in the interior. Neither the animals, plants nor consciousness controlled can enter.

But with the existing information, it can almost be determined that this is the gathering place of the satyrs. Either a religious sacrifice center or an important city-state.

After collecting all the intelligence information, Leng Feng found that there are a large number of satyrs in the lower part of the underground palace, and could not help but make a bold guess—

This may be the seat of King Satyr!

Leng Feng raised his head, met Chasing Feng's eyes, and then asked:

"Now the reconnaissance team can't explore in depth, and if they try forcibly, I'm afraid they will be exposed. Now Sartre doesn't know that we have discovered their underground palace. If we attack rashly, it will definitely lead to strong resistance. We are against the underground palace. The number and distribution of the internal enemies are also not known in detail, do you have any good solutions for this?"

Chasing Feng pondered for a moment, and suddenly a ray of light flashed in his eyes: "Perhaps, we can take a gamble!"

"Oh, how do you bet?"

"Spend money to hire treasure hunters and spy mouse teams and let them sneak in. Maybe we can break the enemy's dungeon ban without breaking a sweat."

There was a hint of horror in Leng Feng's eyes.

Players can describe the record of Treasure Mouse and the Agent Mouse team with lingering fears.

Starting from the destruction of the mechanical fortress by the Treasure Mouse and the Agent Mouse team during the Sandu period, and then in a series of major events, they appeared many times. These mice are together, and they are simply born to do great things!

"Are you sure you want to send a team of treasure hunters and spy mice? I feel that they will not only destroy the prohibition of the underground palace, but may even destroy the underground palace together." Leng Feng said.

"Don't panic, we still have to believe in Rune God at this point. The Satyr family can put Rune God on the ground, and it's not a general generation. It should still be able to hold these mice Huo Huo."

"Then let's try."

The commander-in-chief and deputy commander agreed, and the other members of the staff were eager to try, and even the players were looking forward to what kind of miracle these five little mice would bring.

Now, everyone has to incarnate as Lezi people and watch Lezi.

P.S: Recommend a good friend's new book, "My Future Diary Can't Be a Perfect Pen". With a future diary in his arms, Xun Xi is struggling to survive in this desperate world. He firmly believes: My future style, I am the master!

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