Chapter 412 Mental Attack

In less than three seconds, he jerked his neck back, and the neck, skin, flesh, and spine of the ‘Dragonborn Warrior’ were torn apart on the spot by Wilson’s action.

The part of the head connected to the spine had been separated from the body.

He casually threw it far away, and the corpse that fell to the ground did not splatter a single drop of blood from the huge wound.

“Ah….”

Feeling the satisfaction of his stomach after being replenished, Wilson opened his bloody mouth and raised his head to roar like a tiger.

He vented the great pleasure brought by killing and eating.

For Wilson, whose soul essence is still more inclined to brainworms, but has real digestive organs, high-quality food is still his unchanging pursuit.

After tasting the blood of the ‘Dragonborn Warrior’, his enchanting blood-red eyes looked even more terrifying.

“Clang…, clang….”

Sweeping his long scorpion tail, Wilson forced back all the remaining ‘Dragonborn Warriors’ who wanted to attack.

He tilted his head slightly, and looked around at the remaining opponents with the eyes of looking at food.

"Hehehe............!"

Shenren's laughter, like sandpaper rubbing, seeped out from Wilson's big mouth dripping with blood and saliva.

An invisible mental wave immediately covered the entire passage.

All the 'Dragonborn Warriors' seemed to have a piercing scream from the depths of their souls, causing them to lose consciousness instantly.

This is exactly the attack method Wilson obtained when he became a pseudo-hero-level unit.

He can rely on his powerful mutant mental power to forcibly invade the opponent's brain, causing an effect similar to a mental explosion.

Perhaps because of the influence of the mind crystal core and the talent of his followers, Wilson's mental attack can also directly cause damage to the soul, and the lethality is far stronger than ordinary mental explosions.

This transformation is not unique to Wilson. Almost all brainworms will obtain similar talent transformations after being promoted to pseudo-hero-level units.

When becoming a real hero unit, the ability of each brainworm will be strengthened to varying degrees again.

Wilson's soul fits this body very well, and his spiritual talent is better than that of ordinary hero-level brainworms.

In the multiple tests after the possession, this attack method that was strengthened again was not only recognized by Dimi, but also named as "Soul Scream" for him.

It is a very unique individual talent ability, although not as weird as Patrick's "Soul Absorption".

But when facing the enemy, it often has unexpected effects.

After Wilson launched the Soul Scream, the remaining "Dragon Warriors" all had dilated pupils, and stood still in their original forward posture.

Wilson, who had already known this, immediately waved his claws and jumped up.

The sharp claws with cold light drew dark rays in the air, gently passing over the necks of those "Dragon Warriors", as soft as the breeze.

"Dong..., Dongdong..."

Behind Wilson, who stood again, there were muffled sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground.

That was the sound of huge heads falling to the floor of the passage.

The 'Dragonborn Warriors' whose bodies were separated, even though their heads fell to the ground, still had their eyes wide open.

Their enlarged and out-of-focus pupils seemed to be filled with dullness and confusion.

On the bodies that were still standing, hot blood gushed out from the broken necks like a fountain.

The spilled blood formed red blood lines on the walls of the passage and slowly slid down.

"Hehe..."

Wilson laughed again and put the claws dripping with blood to his mouth.

He spit out his slender forked tongue with an intoxicated look on his face, and licked the blood stains on the claws.

The pair of scarlet pupils exuded a satisfied light.

Looking around the passage where there were no more enemies, Wilson narrowed his eyelids slightly.

Using the consciousness network, he instantly located other Zergs in the flagship and found that there were 'Dragonborn Warriors' slaughtering Zerg assault teams in many battlefields.

He did not go to rescue, but stood still with his head tilted, as if listening to something.

Less than a second later, Wilson's trembling scarlet eyes suddenly stopped, he turned his head and stared at a certain direction, his erect pupils suddenly shrank.

"Bang............."

Wilson kicked the ground with his legs, and his sturdy body shot towards the middle and front of the flagship like an arrow from a string.

He easily tore open the bulkheads that blocked the road along the way, and penetrated a straight passage.

In the bridge of the flagship, Myne, who was taking a general view of the situation, also slowly stood up from the command chair at this time.

His sharp eyes had already turned from the projection light screen cast by the dome to the position of the bulkhead on the side and rear.

In that direction, the clear collision sound that was gradually approaching seemed to be constantly responding to his waiting.

Compared with Myne, who had a solemn expression, the other leopards in the bridge could no longer hide their panic.

They had already seen the whole process of the intruder slaughtering the ‘Dragonborn Warrior’ team from the surveillance footage.

The other party’s brutal and perverted killing method was simply unacceptable to these civilian personnel.

With a loud bang, a hole several meters wide was instantly broken in the bulkhead of the command bridge.

The broken metal fragments splashed everywhere in the bridge, shooting at the crew members who had already mustered up their courage and were ready to fight to the death.

The leopards who were closer had no time to dodge and were pierced by the splashing fragments, and the cabin was filled with wailing.

The other crew members who were farther away also started to fight back at this time.

They held various individual hot weapons and poured firepower madly on the big hole.

At this time, even if they knew that the weapons in their hands could not kill the opponent, they still pulled the trigger desperately.

Even if they could consume a little more of the opponent's power, it would be considered as contributing their own strength to the tribe.

After all, Commander Mayne was also a hero.

It was still unknown who would win and who would lose when the two started fighting.

In fact, from the perspective of the war situation, the leopard fleet, which could not even break through and escape, had already lost.

But they would rather die here than be captured by the weird and brutal monster on the opposite side and become slaves who were kept in captivity and slaughtered at will.

But the fact is that these leopard crew members really thought too much.

Without Han Fei's explicit order, the Zerg swarm, apart from leaving some individuals as usual and supplying them to Shirley to enrich the gene pool, never had the habit of keeping captives.

In the world of the gods, perhaps it is common to keep other intelligent species as nutrients for one's own clan.

But for Han Fei, doing so is actually very cost-effective and not worthwhile at all.

Except for the brain worm, most Zerg populations are not picky eaters, as long as they have something to eat.

Moreover, Han Fei has now created fungal blankets. With this kind of logistical supply creation similar to the Zerg, there is no need to go far away.

Among Wilson's targets, apart from the warships he wants to capture, the only one left is the heroic unit of Myne.

Other Leopard People, even the 'Dragon Warriors' who are close to pseudo-heroic combat power, are just rations in his view, and have no value in capturing them alive.

Simply put, except for heroic life individuals, Big Boss Dimi will not spend money to acquire them at all.

These creatures can't feed on fungal blankets, and catching them would waste food to feed them, which is too troublesome!

"Hehehe..."

Wilson stepped out of the huge cave slowly, resisting the dense rain of bullets.

The piercing strange laughter, with a powerful mental impact, pierced the souls of all the leopards.

Even the hero-level unit, Myne, could hardly bear it if he hadn't been prepared.

Compared with the previous fight against the 'Dragon Warrior', the soul scream issued by Wilson at this time was almost a hundred times stronger.

Even the consciousness network, because of his large amount of recovered mental power, caused the coverage area to shrink several times.

Under Wilson's control, the majestic mental attack like a wave, like countless sharp invisible steel needles, fiercely pierced into the minds of the leopards present, destroying the spirit and hurting the soul at the same time.

Except for Myne who was still trying to resist, the other leopards lost their focus in an instant, and then fell to the ground like puppets with broken strings, bleeding from all seven orifices.

A quick glance showed that although their hearts were still beating, their brains were dead.

Wilson looked at Myne who was kneeling on one knee, his whole body gradually twitching, but still gritting his teeth and holding on, and said with contempt and joking:

"Haha, strong limbs, weak spirit, the shortcomings are too obvious, this is clearly a fake hero."