Chapter 52 My Life for You

As early as the beginning of the war, he noticed a detail, the transistor channels extending outside the room, and those "diode"-like devices, all converged into the one-eyed monster's body.

Combining the entire battle process, he thought of a possibility. The one-eyed monster's recovery ability is likely to be derived from those golden flames and purple thunderbolts. Otherwise, it would never have been able to maintain its peak state. You must know that the calyx-shaped mouthparts on those whip whiskers alone are enough. There are tens of thousands of people who want to maintain acid rain and heal themselves, and even hatch bat demons and emit laser rays at the same time. Even with its super size, it is impossible to support such a degree of energy loss.

From the previous series of events, the one-eyed monster shielded itself with an energy shield, designed to lure three people into the house, and then closed the rune gate, it can be seen that it should have gained some control over the ruins. Under such a background, it is naturally a matter of course to supplement oneself by absorbing the energy of the relics.

After thinking about this, Tang Fang instructed the two of them: "Hide and don't come out." Then, he walked towards the control hub.

All combat units received instructions to return to defend and defend, a crystal tower in the system space has been clicked, and the new 12 fanatics walked out and joined the original 8, forming a body line of defense around Tang Fang.

The queen of worms, the spiky reptiles that have been filled with blood, the few cockroaches left, and the Terran troops are responsible for garrisoning the two wings, trying to clean up those whip whiskers.

Through the gap between the steel city walls made of the fanatic's body, Tang Fang raised his head and glanced at the one-eyed monster. He didn't want the blood-red evil eyes to look against the trend, and two eyes, one big and one small, met in the air.

He took a deep breath, slowly raised his right arm, and raised his middle finger at the sarcoma-like ugly monster: "youmother**er!"

Then, he thrust his arms forward, his fingers passed through a transparent barrier like a water curtain, and slowly approached the mass of psionic flames.

I don't know if the one-eyed monster was provoked by his curse, or was afraid of what he was going to do next. Thousands of whip beards gathered into twisted blood-colored spears and shot towards Tang Fang in the crowd.

At the same time, blue light suddenly appeared in the center of the bloody eyes, and a dazzling tsunami of laser light rushed in.

Facing the blood spear, six ridge needles swept across the sky, rolling in a circle, locking dozens of whip whiskers, and then quickly retracted, and started a tug-of-war with the one-eyed monster. The only 8 machine gunners and 7 looters left without hesitation took the last burst of stimulants, and the blood bars were blushing, but their combat effectiveness increased by 50% in an instant, and the 7MM metal nails and the judge grenade flew. The locusts are generally inclined towards the sky, and the splashing blood, the flash of the explosion and the deep blue laser light complement each other, like a dreamy rainbow full of murderous intentions.

"mylifeforyou!" One fanatic after another jumped into the air, using his body as a shield, unswervingly and fearlessly to meet the bright blue sea.

The plasma shield was rapidly dissolving, the golden armor softened at a speed discernible to the naked eye, and scorching marks snaked and crawled on their blue-gray skin.

"Pfft." The queen below spit out a mouthful of feeding.

However, this can only delay the injury of the fanatics, but cannot reverse their final fate.

One fanatic after another disappeared without a trace in the blue ocean. However, when one fell, another would rise. They followed in the footsteps of their predecessors and swore to guard the road behind them with their own bodies. Not very stalwart figure.

Tang Fang dragged the psionic flame with both hands, and those cotton-wool-like filaments tightly clinged to his wrists.

A wisp of faint blue flowed slowly along the pulse of the arm.

Since the connection was established by one person and one fire, a halo surrounded the psionic flame, and if you carefully distinguished it, it was an unfamiliar character the size of countless ants.

At first, the psionic flame was still in a static state, but as time passed, it began to rotate slowly, like a small sun emitting a soft light, and those strange runes flowed from Tang Fang’s left hand along a dozen lines of light, climbing The meridian of the arm went all the way up, and finally climbed up the left cheek, intertwined into a flowing ε in the heart of the forehead, and then flowed down the right cheek, and flowed back to the psionic flame through the right wrist filament, forming a cycle.

Tang Fang's complexion slowly changed with the flow of the runes, from fear at the beginning, to calm, to surprise, to shock, and then to joy.

Two more fanatics turned into energy flames and returned to nothingness, and there was no one around Tang Fang. The blue light in the one-eyed monster's evil eyes is brewing for the next laser beam.

The fanatics have all died out, and the queen of insects and the machine gunners have all restrained those whip whiskers. Once the laser hits, who will stop it?

Looking at the laser that was gradually expanding from the center point and was about to erupt again, Aros was stunned and couldn't help roaring: "Tang Fang, what are you doing!" Then, he rushed out from behind the bunker, trying to use Body knocked him away.

Tang Fang was awakened by his roar, and when he looked up, the blue sky above had already swept across the sky.

With the speed of Aros, how could it be faster than the laser, and what awaits them next will be death!

At a critical juncture, Tang Fang's eyes flashed fiercely, the light on his wrist was blue and blue, and the psionic flame burst into a strong light without warning.

The dazzling silver-white light interacted with the rapidly attacking blue. Bathed in the light rain that represented death, Aros only felt a blank space in front of his eyes, and then his hand touched a body, and the momentum belt came from under his feet. Picking up the two, they tumbled all the way to the bottom of the high platform.

"Huh?" The pain caused by his body hitting the ground woke him up. Aros rubbed his forehead and slowly opened his eyelids: "Hey, still alive?"

Tang Fang was not far from him, struggling to straighten up.

"At my speed, it should be difficult to avoid that laser." Aros shook his dizzy head and turned his head to look up at the sky.

The size of the psionic flame has almost doubled, and the fire is raging, radiating circles of silver-white halo outwards.

Aros's eyes didn't stay on it for too long, but quickly turned to the huge one-eyed monster in the center of the room.

For some unknown reason, the laser stopped halfway through. At this time, the one-eyed monster was rapidly shaking its bloated body, looking from a distance as if the creature was twitching before it died.

The blood-red one-eyed stared at the high platform with hatred. Aros was stunned. From the beginning to the end, the one-eyed monster's eyes were so cold, like a machine without the slightest emotion.

But now, it is actually hating itself, it is afraid!

The one-eyed monster's sarcoma-like body bulged out small hills, and then retracted. Immediately after, changing a position, the mountain bag bulged, retracted, bulged again, and retracted again...

In such a reciprocating cycle, it is as if there is some living thing hidden in its stomach, and it is turning the river and the sea inside, dancing around the world.

"What's wrong with it? Could it be that it ate something that shouldn't be eaten, indigestion?" Seeing the one-eyed monster's full-screen AOE stop, Hausen slowly leaned over.

Tang Fang straightened up, rubbed his bruised forehead, squinted at Aros, and replied casually, "Almost."