The Beastman of Transmigration

() In the dense forest, a big yellow mouse stood upright and stared at a long black snake.

Behind the big yellow rat, there was a group of rats, numbering about a hundred.

In the group of rats, their pointed heads were swaying, and uneasy squeaking sounds sounded from time to time.

"Float Warrior, transform!"

The big yellow rat in the lead turned out to be an energy life form. After a soft drink, the body of a super warrior was revealed.

"Iron Snake Warrior, transform!"

The black snake that was confronting him had its cold eyes motionless and spit out a dark red letter. It also entered the transformation state without any warning.

Just like that, the bodies of two super warriors suddenly appeared in the dense forest, their eyes intertwined, and they stood facing each other.

The air is stagnant and cannot circulate at all.

The atmosphere at the scene became very depressing.

Behind the floating weasel, the rats were still shaking their heads uneasily and looking around.

"Little earthworm, are all your magma legion so despicable? You can't defeat our Hague legion head-on, but you are actually massacring my tribe behind my back!"

The ferret's voice sounded gloomily. He looked directly at the wire snake. The anger in his pupils was obvious.

"Slaughter? No, no, no... you are wrong, this is the nature of animals. Isn't it normal for snakes to eat mice?"

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the wire snake's mouth.

Faced with such a poor excuse, Fu Weasel smiled instead of getting angry.

Everyone knows that the body of a super warrior does not need to eat biological energy such as flesh, flesh, fruits, green grass and leaves. The driving force for maintaining survival activities is the original energy of the universe in the fire.

The Wire Snake used this as an excuse and seemed to be determined to destroy its own tribe.

"Then, I think you may have forgotten something." Facing the wire snake's verbal coercion, the floating weasel was furious and secretly mobilized the energy in the fire, "The rat will bite the snake to death if it is anxious."

"Forgot? No, I have never heard of this sentence."

The wire snake plucked its ears and made an expression that it had never heard before.

In his opinion, Fu Weasel's rebuttal was just a joke without any nutrition.

"Soon, you will have heard about it. And you will never forget it!" Fu Weasel knew that this battle was unavoidable, so he didn't say much and just said a harsh word to boost morale.

It is not yet known who is better in terms of hand skills. But one cannot lose to his opponent in terms of verbal skills.

"Looks like he has a lot of fighting spirit. The great wire snake warrior likes to see the angry expressions of his enemies struggling to death. That feeling is as wonderful as rolling on the ground with a female snake."

After listening to the first half of the sentence of "The Wire Snake", Fu Weasel was furious; after listening to the second half of the sentence, he immediately felt like he was breaking out in cold sweat.

"Yes, I will tell you to get out of here, get the hell out of you." Following the words of the Wire Snake, Fu Weasel showed no mercy and said with cold words and blows.

"Then, the predator game begins~~!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wire snake raised the laser gun in his hand and aimed at the weasel's head.

Almost at the same time, the ferocious weasel also revealed his weapon, targeting the wire snake's chest.

A sudden flash of light...

Boom~~!

The two laser cannons kissed together in the air without any creativity.

A big explosion sounded out of thin air, kicking off the battle.

For a moment, there were roaring and crashing sounds... like big and small beads falling on a jade plate, scattered and erratic.

Dust gradually rose up, filling the originally clear picture.

Neither the Wire Snake nor the Floating Weasel were very strong, and both were in the mid-level H level. Therefore, within a short period of time, a scene of stalemate emerged that everyone loved to see.

During the battle, Iron Snake's cold eyes flashed with a strange light.

Taking advantage of the moment when the fighting position was spread out, Iron Snake turned his gun and changed the target to the trembling group of floating weasels.

The missile was launched, dragging an unusual trajectory and flying rapidly.

Seeing this, Fu Weasel's eyes flashed with horror.

Just when the missile flew over the heads of the rats, the body of the floating weasel appeared there at the right time.

Boom~~!

The explosion was accompanied by thick smoke and resounded in the dense forest.

After the smoke cleared, the figure of the floating weasel covered with blue electric arcs slowly appeared in the eyes of the wire snake.

"Oh~~! In order to protect the tribe, you sacrifice your body. This is so touching! The wire snake warrior likes to see this scene the most. Then, he personally turns the touching feeling into tragic. This feeling is so fascinating.

!" The wire snake fiddled with its slender fingers, took out a tail thorn from its back, and slowly walked up to the ferocious weasel, with a cold and sharp voice.

"The tragic ending, the wire snake warrior likes it."

As he said that, he raised the cold steel thorn, looked at the chest of the ferret, and stabbed it with all his strength...

Hiss~~!

The steel thorns in the wire snake's hands solidified in mid-air...

Looking down, the tip of a giant sword emerged from his chest, glowing with blue arcs of electricity.

Bang~~!

The steel thorn fell to the ground.

The light in the wire snake's pupils gradually dissipated. With difficulty, he turned around, and a snowy figure came into his eyes...

"However, what I want to say is that the dramatic ending may be more interesting?"

A playful voice sounded leisurely...

He drew out his giant sword and threw the body of the wire snake aside. The stranger figure who suddenly appeared added lightly, "Also, I forgot to tell you... tigers eat snakes. This is the nature of animals."

Listening to these words, it is obvious that this life form has been dormant around for a long time.

Looking at the sudden appearance of the super warrior, he sensed an energy magnetic field that exceeded his own level, and a look of vigilance appeared on the face of the ferocious weasel who had transformed back into his beast form.

It is not yet known whether this G-level life form that suddenly appeared is an enemy or a friend.

"Although I am very grateful to you for coming down from the sky to save me, I still want to ask, why did you save me?" Fu Weasel looked at Wang Meng solemnly and asked tentatively.

Yes, this energy life form that suddenly appeared in the picture is Wang Meng after leaving the Armor Legion.

"Water rat, I think you may have misunderstood the concept." Wang Meng teased with a playful smile on his lips.

There was a trace of suspicion on Fu Weasel's face.

"What do you mean?" Fu Weasel asked.

Wang Meng spread his hands, dusted off the non-existent dust, and said in a cool voice: "I didn't intend to save you. I just wanted to kill him."

Hearing this, Fu Weasel cursed and murmured: "But, is there any difference?"

However, Wang Meng's next words gave Fu Weasel the urge to vomit blood, "If you think I'm meddling in other people's business, no one will stop me now, so you can choose to commit suicide."

"..." Fu Weasel rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Who are these people?!

"Does it have to be so cool?" He muttered in his mind, with a wry smile on his face.

Wang Meng pursed his lips and his voice trailed off, "It's always been like this."

Uh~~! Fu Weasel is sweating furiously!

Quite narcissistic!

"What I want to say is that you are in trouble." Fu Weasel reminded him as he had a preliminary understanding of Wang Meng's character and knew that the former had no ill intentions.

"Are you talking about the army behind that little earthworm?" A strange arc appeared in the corner of Wang Meng's mouth again.

Fu Weasel was slightly alert and couldn't figure out whether the other party had some bad intentions. "That's right. I don't think the Magma Legion will just sit back and watch one of its members being killed."

I always felt that there was a hint of conspiracy in Wang Meng's sly smile.

"That's why your existence is needed. Think about it, the legion behind you should be the sworn enemy of this magma legion? I think it shouldn't matter if one or two stupid accounts are written to your heads?"

You know Wang Meng’s plan.

When Fu Weasel heard this, the bitter smile on his face became even thicker.

"Oh, I see you said it so easily. What I want to clarify is that this is not a confusing account. In fact, it should be called the black pot." Fu Weasel couldn't help but remind him.

Wang Meng doesn't care whether it's a scapegoat or a muddled account, what he cares about is who gets the blame.

"So, is your army willing to carry it?"

In Wang Meng's smiling question, what Fu Weasel saw was not a conspiracy, but a conspiracy.

"Actually, whether we like it or not, it's on our backs."

This is where Fuwei really feels helpless.

Now that you have taken the blame, you still ask others if they are willing to...

If you don’t want to, is it useful? Will you admit it proactively?

Through a brief conversation with Wang Meng, Fu Weasel knew that the former did not have such a noble consciousness at all.

"I would like to correct one thing. For you, this is not called a scapegoat. Maybe you can call it a 'record'." Wang Meng reminded Fu Weasel of the wording in a soft voice. Obviously, in his opinion, this word is used in

Here, it is not appropriate.