Chapter 52： mylifeforyou

As early as the beginning of the war, he noticed a detail. The transistor channels extending from the outside to the room, as well as those "diode"-like devices, all converged into the unique body.

Combining the entire battle process, he thought of a possibility. The one-eyed monster’s resilience is likely to be derived from the golden flames and purple thunder. Otherwise, it will never be able to maintain its peak state. It is only the calyx-shaped mouthparts on the whip and whiskers. There are tens of thousands of people who want to maintain the acid rain on the one hand, and heal themselves on the other, even incubating the bat monster and emitting laser light at the same time. Even with its super large size, it is absolutely impossible to support such a level of energy loss.

From the previous series of events that the Cyclops used an energy shield to shield itself, and designed to lure three people into the house, and then lock the rune door, it can be seen that it should have obtained part of the control of the ruins. In this context, it is natural to replenish oneself by absorbing the energy of the relics.

After understanding this, Tang Fang ordered the two of them: "Hide well and don't come out." Then, he stepped towards the control hub.

All the combat units received instructions to return to the defense to defend themselves. A crystal tower in the system space had been clicked. The 12 new zealots walked out, joined the original 8, and grouped around Tang Fang to form a physical defense line.

The worm queen, the spiny reptile that has been filled with blood, the few remaining cockroaches, and the human forces are responsible for garrisoning the two wings and trying to clean the whips and whiskers.

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

He took a deep breath, slowly raised his right arm, and raised his **** to the ugly monster like a sarcoma: "youmotherer!"

Then, pushing his arms forward, his fingers passed through a water curtain like a transparent barrier, and slowly approached the group of psychic flames.

I don't know if the one-eyed monster was angered by his cursing or was afraid of what he would do next. Thousands of whips and whiskers were gathered into twisted blood-colored spears and shot at Tang Fang in the crowd.

At the same time, blue light suddenly appeared in the center of the blood eye, and the dazzling laser light came like a tsunami.

Facing the blood spear, six spine needles traversed horizontally, turning one by one, locking dozens of whips and whiskers, and then quickly retracted, starting a tug-of-war with the Cyclops. The remaining 8 machine gunners and 7 marauders took the last burst of stimulant without hesitation. The blood bars were directly red, but their combat power was instantly increased by 50%. The 7MM metal nails and the judge's grenade flew. The locust generally leans toward the sky, and the splashing blood and the flash of the explosion reflect the dark blue laser light, like a dreamy rainbow full of murderous intent.

"mylifeforyou!" One after another enthusiasts rushed into the air, using their own body as a shield, unwaveringly, and fearlessly facing the bright blue sea.

The plasma shield was rapidly melting, the golden battle armor softened at a speed that could be discerned by the naked eye, and a series of burn marks crawled on their blue-gray skin.

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

However, this can only delay the injury of the zealots, but cannot reverse their ultimate fate.

One fan after another disappeared without a trace in the blue ocean. However, when one fell, there would be another on top. They followed the footsteps of their predecessors and guarded the road behind them to the death with their bodies. Not very stalwart figure.

Tang Fang dragged the psychic flames with both hands, those cotton wool-like filaments were tightly attached to the tiger's mouth on his wrist, and a touch of blue was slowly flowing along the pulse of his arm.

Since a connection is established by one person, a circle of halo has been formed around the psionic flame, carefully distinguished, there are countless strange characters the size of ants.

At the beginning, the psychic flame was still in a static state. As time passed, it began to rotate slowly, like a small sun emitting a soft light, and those strange runes flowed in from Tang Fang’s left hand along a dozen light threads, climbing Follow the arm meridian all the way up, and finally climb up the left cheek, intertwined in the forehead into a flowing epsilon, then flow down the right cheek, and flow back to the psychic flame through the right wrist, forming a cycle.

Tang Fang's complexion slowly began to change with the flow of runes, from the initial fear, to calmness, to surprise, to shock, to joy, his expression changed quickly, like a ten thousand-year-old man in a movie studio auditioning.

Two more fanatics turned into energy flames and returned to nothingness, and there was no one beside Tang Fang. The blue light in the eyes of the one-eyed strange evil is flourishing, and the next laser beam is brewing.

The zealots are all gone, and the queen of bugs and the machine gunners are going to restrict those whips and whiskers. Once the laser strikes, who will stop it?

Looking at the laser that was gradually expanding from the center point and was about to explode again, Aros was about to split and couldn't help but screamed: "Tang Fang, what are you doing!" Then, he rushed out from behind the bunker, vainly The body hit him.

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

With Aros' speed, how could it be faster than lasers, and death will be waiting for them next!

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

The dazzling silver-white light interacted with the rapidly coming azure blue. Bathed in the rain of light representing death, Aros felt nothing but a blank in front of his eyes, and then his hand touched a body, and the momentum came from under his feet. The two of them tumbling all the way to the bottom of the high platform.

"Huh?" The pain caused by the body hitting the ground awakened him. UU Read Aros rubbed his forehead and slowly opened his eyelids: "Huh, are you still alive?"

Tang Fang was not far beside 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 towards the sky.

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

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

The laser stopped midway for some reason. At this time, the single-eyed monster was shaking his bloated body rapidly, looking from a distance as if the creature twitched before it died.

Blood-red Cyclops cast hateful gazes towards the high platform, Aros was stunned, and the strange Cyclops' eyes were so cold from beginning to end, as if a machine without any emotion.

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

Cyclops' sarcoma-like body surface protrudes one by one, and then retracts again. Immediately afterwards, changing a position, the mountain bag bulged, retracted, bulged again, retracted again...

Loops back and forth like this, as if there is a living thing hidden in its stomach, turning the rivers and seas inside, dancing around the world.

"What's wrong with it? Could it be that I ate something that shouldn't be eaten, indigestion?" Seeing the strange full-screen AOE stopped, Howson slowly approached.

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