How the Zergs were Made

Chapter 92 Metal Rod

Boiled struggled to push away the pile of corpses pressing on him, and then, he was completely frightened by the sight of it being blocked by the pile of corpses.

A seabed completely made up of the flesh and blood of the collectors, among the corpses, some tentacles are still twitching and twitching. It is possible that the owner of the tentacles is still conscious and is suffering the pain of gradually dying.

Bo only felt that his brain was befuddled, and he couldn't even understand what he was doing now and why he was here.

It tried hard to recall, and as the brain's thinking became clear, the memory returned.

In memory, a water line with white foam, from the direction of the enemy, went straight to the Great Wall of flesh and blood formed by the collectors.

At that time, Bo immediately thought of the enemy information known in the intelligence. Their speed is so fast that it is difficult for us to catch them. They will break into the formation unscrupulously and kill them instantly.

So Bo immediately ordered that all collectors stop at that enemy at all costs.

At that time, Bo was so confident that he didn't feel that the white foam water line rushing towards them would affect them at all.

Because there is only one enemy, but there are hundreds of millions of them.

Boiler subjectively believes that the guy hidden in the white foam waterline may be a chess piece for the follow-up battle on the eternal side, because it and other large settlements also test each other in the same way before each battle.

Perhaps, the counterattack of the chess pieces prepared by Yongshou before death may cause a lot of casualties, but that is only compared to small settlements. Before the concept of hundreds of millions, even if hundreds of individuals are killed or injured at a time, it is just It's a drop in the bucket, and it won't affect the whole at all.

What it needs to pay attention to is that the main force of perpetuity has not yet acted, Boo thinks so.

Then, it understands one thing - any unknown thing cannot be judged subjectively based on past experience, but it must have enough awe.

However, when it understood, it was too late.

A silvery-white luster was exposed in the foam, and I couldn't forget this luster. It was the 'inheritance' left by the Supreme Will from the ancient times. Even a behemoth as strong as Dasha would have to hate it on it.

The tip of the titanium snail easily pierced into the body of the gatherer in front, and was then torn apart by the entire penetration, followed by the next gatherer, repeating the same thing.

Straight forward movement all the way, followed by a strong current, which is the water flow stirred by the titanium snail at high speed. The collectors who were on both sides of the titanium snail's traveling route just now were directly impacted, leaving a straight and spacious road. channel.

Then, it turned around again, the titanium snails running through the entire formation of the traitors turned around, the piercing action was still not over, repeating the same thing just now.

Just like embroidery needles, going back and forth, anyone who dares to block the front will be ruthlessly torn apart, even if the front is the extremely hard stone pillar in the boiling impression, it will not be spared.

"massacre?"

"No, that's not a massacre anymore, even a massacre can't be so neat..."

"It's cleaning... yes, cleaning!"

Boiling, who came back from the memory, touched with lingering fear the gift from heaven that he had been holding tightly all along, a powerful weapon that belonged exclusively to it. It was relying on this that its life could survive until now.

Bo still remembers the last scene he saw. At that time, he was completely intimidated by the indescribable force, and he stood there blankly, unable to issue any military orders.

When Boo came back to his senses, the crisis was close at hand, and it was completely based on instinct to swing the weapon, and it was this action that saved its life.

The teeth-stinging sound of metal clashing spread to every corner of the nearby seabed in an instant, and then a powerful twisting force spread throughout the body through the tentacles holding weapons. Human beings are treated as towels, twisted ninety degrees in two directions at the head and tail.

If it was a human being, it would definitely not be able to escape death, even if it did not die immediately, it would definitely be a comminuted fracture of the whole body, but Bo is a mollusc creature, and its special life structure saved it.

Being bounced away, everything moved forward like a tide in a physical sense. This is the last picture in Boiling's memory.

"The warriors of the ancient times... Will it, are you already angry?"

The close contact allowed Fei to see the whole picture of the foam monster clearly, and he naturally recognized that it was an existence that could serve as the combat power of the Supreme Will in the ancient times.

"Hey, it turns out there are still alive."

Boil follows the information and looks at the source. It is not a perpetual, but an ordinary new type of collector.

"Don't worry, I'll move very quickly and there won't be any pain."

"Are you kidding me!"

Fei picked up his weapon and collided with the opponent's waving fangs, intercepting the attack.

The supply team members were slightly surprised to see the weapon used by Boo. It was not a stone dagger that could be easily broken by the fangs, but a stick with the same metallic luster as the shell of the titanium shell.

Made a mistake of empiricism, the supply team froze for a second because of this startling action, the time was very short, but this was enough for Bo, with such rich combat experience, it would never ignore such a good opportunity.

"die!"

The metal stick stabbed towards the supply team, and Bo felt that he had won the battle, because so far, no gatherer's skin could resist the puncture of the metal stick.

However, the unfolding of the facts was far from what he had expected. The metal stick did injure the supply team, but that was all, the metal stick couldn't go any further.

Now the frozen character was flipped over, Bo's motion froze, and Death's scythe was approaching.

Bo hurriedly pulled back the metal stick to resist the counterattack of the fangs, but was still smashed heavily on the corpse on the bottom of the sea.

"You're not like those guys."

"I'm sorry to see you as one of those scumbags just now, but now I'll start treating you as an opponent."

When the supply team member said this, Bo's heart tightened.

The attack of the fangs came again, and Bo urgently blocked the attack of a fangs with a metal stick, just like before.

However, the tingling pain of being penetrated was still felt by Fei.

There wasn't just one fang. The supply team had expected this kind of expansion. At the moment of the confrontation, they used the other three fangs to complete the penetration.

"Looks like I won."

"Can... give... will... a word?"

"What?"

"I'm... very... sorry."

The supply team froze, and stopped when they were about to tear Boil apart like other traitors.

"I regret it now, isn't it too late?"

Saying so, the corpse with its fangs pierced through was thrown into the pile of corpses.

"Speaking of..."

The supply team picked up the metal stick, which was different from the stone dagger. It was precisely this that Boo used to hurt it just now.

If there are many more of these things, it will undoubtedly pose a threat to the supply team.

It began to deliver messages from metal sticks.