The Mythical Races I Created

The No. 2 Cerebral attacked back, waving the few remaining tentacles, and fighting Dillon.

It was angry and annoyed by this insult.

‘It’s just a primitive humanoid, don’t get too smug! ’

Dillon was not afraid. He swung a hammer to fight these tentacles, smashing the tentacles one by one, and while beating, he trampled on the brainworm, destroying its physical tissue.

Dillon roared: "Bloodthirsty Art."

He squatted down, his eyes were red, driving his whole body strength, he slammed open the head of the cerebra worm, and then jumped directly into the brain of the cerebra worm, using a hammer to destroy the brain tissue of the cerebra worm, tearing off strips of white Floc of flowers.

Dillon also found many special structures in the brain of the Cerebral.

For example, some kind of thick nerves resembling spider webs seems to be the mystery of its ability to command insect swarms.

Of course, as usual, Dillon hit it with a hammer, specifically destroying this kind of gross nerve visible to the naked eye.

Faced with Dillon's destruction, the No. 2 Cerebral went mad.

A primitive humanoid, wantonly destroying and destroying in its head is really too terrifying and too painful.

When it found that Dillon was grabbing his main head and was about to pull his main head out, it immediately switched its consciousness to the deputy head.

At the same time, the No. 2 Cerebral waved its tentacles and launched a full attack on Dillon.

The tentacles gradually caused scars on Dillon's body, and one of the tentacles even penetrated Dillon's abdomen.

It's just that Dillon gritted his teeth, tore off the tentacle, and continued his destructive behavior.

Cerebral No. 2 is blinded, and it is crazy and painful again. ‘The biological toxin has entered his body, why is it not working? No, it has already had an effect, but his physique is too strong to temporarily suppress the toxin. ’

Dillon, who was poisoned, was in pain all the time. For the first time, he realized that death was so close to him.

Because of this, Dillon's eyes were full of excitement, and the ancestral spirits in the three totems behind them released the last energy.

The honor of the warrior is the shroud of horse leather.

"Father God, grant me victory!"

Dillon swung the deformed hammer to shred the brain tissue of the Cerebral.

Outside, the ancient tree of life finally caught up with the No. 2 Cerebral Worm, and Berlicky did not hesitate to display [Life Return]. The roots of the tree entangled the No. 2 Cerebral and absorbed its life energy.

Under the double attack of Dillon and the ancient tree of life, the No. 2 Cerebral Worm stayed for a while, shaking in the air.

But it couldn't support it after all. Ten minutes later, it fell from the sky.

But it's still alive!

On the battlefield, the mad swarm launched the last round of suicide attacks on the orcs and elves. Their speed became faster and their strength became stronger. Two thousand orc cavalrymen were defeated by the swarm, and the elves The team has also been tested.

On the battlefield, chaos fought together.

The focus is on Pericles, Dillon, and Cerebral.

While continuously absorbing the vitality of the Cerebral, Dillon kept destroying the brain of the Cerebral. His eyelids became heavier and heavier, his body became more and more numb and cold, and his pupils had spread to nothing. The state of the focal length.

‘Wait a minute, Father God, I will bring you victory. ’

‘Father God! ’

The blue veins on the muscles have exploded, and the muscles quivered uncontrollably. It was obviously overloaded, but Dillon was still acting with his willpower.

The No. 2 Cerebral pierced his hands and feet with tentacles, but still couldn't stop the chief's actions.

It pierced Dillon's abdomen with its tentacles in fear, and Dillon was still tearing its brain tissue.

‘He should have reached his biological limit long ago, why? ’

‘I’m getting weaker and weaker, am I going to die here? Primitive humanoid you...’

After another five minutes, the No. 2 Cerebral Worm was unwilling to die. It turned to look at the ancient tree of life, and at the battlefield. Its eyes gradually lost its brilliance. The orcs and elves who were struggling in the battlefield soon discovered that the worm The group lost control and began to fight each other.

They won.

Cerebral 2 is dead!

The elves and the orcs reveled. "We won, the wisdom bug is dead!"

"Berry Creek and the Chief have really completed their mission. They killed the Wisdom Worm!"

"We won, we won completely, and finally won. The terrible insect swarm has become the past of history, the long-lost peace has kissed our cheeks, and the cloud of terrible war that has lasted for two years can finally dissipate."

Everyone is cheering.

The war is finally over.

This war has been fought for too long and too long, and too many elves and orcs have died. Now it is finally over. Everyone can go back to the good old days, enjoy food, sunshine, parks, hot bed, and wake up every day. The first thing is not to think about how to fight the enemy, but to enjoy life!

Freedom and peace have finally arrived.

Tears filled everyone's eyes.

With the destruction of the swarm, the relationship between the orcs and the elves seems to have entered a new chapter.

Inside the No. 2 Cerebral, before the Cerebral died, he said unwillingly to Dillon in his head: "Congratulations, savage primitive humanoid, you killed a Cerebral of the Swarm by yourself, be proud."

"You have won, humanoid, you are not afraid of death like a swarm, but the toxin has penetrated into your body, and you are about to die."

The chief's eyes moved with pale pupils. He raised the hammer numbly, and his lips moved slightly. "I... are different from... you, you are just tools, not afraid of death, but I... fear of death, but for the sake of God the Father and my honor, I can only do it. Because of this, I will burst out more Great power to kill you, desperately."

"And you ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ are just puppets manipulated throughout your life, and will never change."

"Kill you, I didn't feel any sense of honor."

The hammer fell, and the cerebra worm died completely.

The ancient tree of life walked towards the brainworm corpse. "Finally won, great. But how come Dillon hasn't come out of the Cerebral body yet, what happened?"

He realized something and said to the feather snake behind him: "Go and invite Diana over."

"If the chief of the orc dies in the act of helping the elves, the peace he finally gets will be immediately ruined, and there will definitely be more misunderstandings between the elves and the orcs."

...

Inside the corpse of No. 2 Cerebral, Dillon's consciousness became more and more blurred, and he felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter, and he was drifting into the sky.

‘Am I going to die? ’

‘I’m going to see God the Father? ’

‘Maybe this is also good. ’