Chapter 528

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 the two sides were still bleeding blood, they did not turn the entire void into a huge black and red millstone like at the beginning, crushing and swallowing huge amounts of life every moment.

Compared to the frightened Mr. Lie, in this situation, 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 the dark red clouds and the blood-killing formation, 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 fight to the death on the battlefield, the tasks they shouldered were not light at all. 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 the surroundings were empty.

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, and gave me a flash of inspiration to find a new path of cultivating warriors. "

"So, in order to thank you for your efforts, I will let the newly born new generation warriors give you a ride, so that you can return to the embrace of the giant spirits as soon as possible, which can be regarded as avoiding this dark and 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 was 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 hard he searched, he found 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 as the ferocious flying insects appeared 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 once again fell into silence and thought.

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 is 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 attack and defense are over." 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 as if 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 it carries is not as dense and 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-blooded noble of the giant lineage, and her strength is much higher than that of the patrol soldiers under her command.

The enemies they cannot deal with may not be her opponents.

So, 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 cautious and alert.

Following behind several guards, she soon entered the surging blood waves.

Her speed was not fast, focusing on the observation and perception of the surrounding environment, trying to find traces left by other forces in the vortex.

Suddenly, a sound from the front startled her.

Lingying looked up suddenly and saw that several guards who were leading the way in front stopped, and they stood still in place, as if they had become lifeless statues.

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

Several guards actually fought without any signs.

And they used all their strength at the beginning, as if they had met a mortal enemy, and attacked their companions' vital points without reservation.

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

Adding a bit of blood to the already dark red space.

"What is going on?"

"Why did my guards..."

Lingying thought and took another step forward.

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

A huge wave suddenly exploded in front of her.

A huge monster as big as a hill emerged from it, roaring and swinging its claws to smash down.

Lingying's face remained unchanged, but she just clenched the long sword in her hand.

Swish! ! !

Suddenly, a cold light flashed.

Passing through the body of the monster, it seemed to cut a large area of ​​space in half.

The huge and ferocious body collapsed and shattered, disappearing in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

"It is not a physical entity, is it just an illusion?"

Lingying frowned, and just as she was about to step forward to investigate carefully, her eyes suddenly became cold and solemn.

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

They were dressed differently, holding various weapons in their hands, and approached step by step with wooden expressions.

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

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

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

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

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

"And at my current level, even if your number is ten times more, you are completely vulnerable in front of me."

Lingying slowly grasped the long sword, but put his arm down at the last moment.

Even though the murderous intent in her heart was boiling, like a flame burning wantonly, she did not attack again, but let the crowd surround and cover her, then tried to gather her thoughts, and even slowly closed her eyes.

The appearance of these people was very abnormal.

She was basically sure that she was affected by a similar illusion, and even her true spirit and soul were reversely eroded.

So the most important thing to do now is to find the source of these illusions, rather than swinging the sword and killing in a rage.

Swish!!!

The figure closest to him swung his sword and chopped it down.

Lingying was not moved at all, still holding his breath and concentrating on deep perception.

Crack!

But the next moment, there seemed to be a sound of something breaking.

She suddenly widened her eyes and felt unbearable pain at this moment.

It seemed that this knife could really cut into her body and destroy it wantonly, as if countless tiny insects were drilling and devouring her flesh and blood.

Lingying's face changed drastically, and he burst out his strength at all costs, trying to break this weird situation, and then turned around and fled at the fastest speed.

But several efforts were useless.

He could only feel the pain in the increasingly strong illusions, watching his body being eaten away by gold and bones until he completely lost all his ability to move.

Lingying's vision became blurred and his mind became more and more trance.

Just before her consciousness was about to fall into the abyss of darkness, she seemed to see a man's figure quietly appearing beside 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..."

"So it is such an illusion? It is a little different from the attack method I imagined."

Wei Tao stared into her eyes, "But time is short, it is not easy for them to do this, so there is no need to ask for too much."

After a pause, he raised his hand and pointed to the center of the distant blood-red vortex, "There, I can feel a vague and obscure breath, but I have never been able to figure out its origin, so I have not made any bigger moves.

As a noble of the giant spirit lineage, can you tell me what unspeakable secrets are hidden behind the shadow in the center of this vortex?"

Lingying was silent for a moment, and suddenly struggled to laugh, "You are about to die. No matter how deep you hide, you will be found by the giant spirit. I will wait for you below to see how miserable you will die."

"Is it the arrival of the giant spirit?"

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

Under his gaze, the shadow seemed to be gradually changing.

Finally, it formed a looming vertical pupil.

In the depths of the blood-red space, the two sides' eyes met and quickly intertwined and entangled.